Chapter 1023

Scalded was scalded, but what made him angry was that once this thing was scalded, it wouldn't be easily healed in ten days or half a month. If this thing couldn't be used, wouldn't it be a big loss? Thinking of these, Zhao Desan was extremely annoyed and couldn't help but look at Section Chief Lan with some resentment: "Section Chief Lan, you are really something. I was kind enough to stew some chicken soup for you, who knew you were standing behind me."

Lan Mei knew it was her fault just now, scaring Zhao Desan and causing him to scald his "sharp weapon." She raised her face, and her pale, bloodless face was full of apologies, saying: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to see you busy in the kitchen. I haven't seen a man cooking in the kitchen. I... I like your appearance just now very much."

Looking at Section Chief Lan's bloodless face, knowing that her body was very weak now, he shouldn't be angry with her. So he softened his tone and said with a ghostly smile: "Section Chief Lan, this thing probably can't be used for the time being."

"Then save some strength and work properly." Section Chief Lan raised her face, looked at him with eyes like water, and her tone was extremely gentle.

Zhao Desan had a flash of inspiration and said with a ghostly smile: "It just so happens that you can't use the bottom for the time being, Section Chief Lan, and I can't use the bottom either."

Lan Mei was blushed by his words, lowered her head, and carefully applied medicine to his weapon, pretending not to hear him. She applied medicine to the whole red big radish once, then carefully pulled up his pants and fastened his belt, and ordered with concern: "The scalded place is not easy to heal. Remember to apply medicine every day, it will recover faster."

Zhao Desan nodded, looked at the broken soup bowl on the ground, and said: "Section Chief Lan, drink a bowl of chicken soup, it's very good for the body." As he spoke, he was about to turn around and help her scoop soup.

Lan Mei immediately dissuaded: "I'll do it, don't get scalded again."

"Then be careful." Zhao Desan then hunched his body and stepped aside, enduring the burning pain in his crotch, waited for Section Chief Lan to scoop a bowl of chicken soup, spread his legs, and followed her to the bedroom with a walking posture of pulling in his crotch, sitting down carefully on the edge of the bed. Watching Section Chief Lan pick up a spoon, scoop a spoonful of soup, blow on it, and send it into her red-lipped and white-toothed mouth, he asked anxiously: "Section Chief Lan, how is the taste?"

Actually, the taste was very average, but Lan Mei still turned her face and pretended to be very surprised: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, not bad, I didn't expect you to have this hand. It's very delicious."

Zhao Desan looked at her triumphantly and said: "Section Chief Lan, to tell you the truth, this is the first time I've cooked soup. Don't treat me as an experimental subject. Other women don't have this treatment."

Listening to his words, Lan Mei felt a warm current surging into her heart, looking at him with satisfaction, her eyes like water, full of affection. At this moment, setting aside the difference in age and status, Lan Mei felt as if she were the happiest woman in the world. After being married to Fang Jun for so many years, she hadn't eaten a single meal cooked by Fang Jun. Perhaps the happiest moment for a woman is tasting the food cooked by the man she likes. Even if it's very simple, a bowl of instant noodles, a dish of small vegetables, as long as it's intentional, happiness flows in it.

Seeing Section Chief Lan looking at him with such affection, Zhao Desan felt a bit embarrassed and said: "Section Chief Lan, drink it quickly, it will be cold in a while. Drink more, it's very good for the body."

Lan Mei lowered her eyes with satisfaction, lowered her head, drank a bowl of black-bone chicken soup in big gulps, put down the empty bowl, wiped her fragrant lips, looked at his crotch, and asked with heartache: "Does it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Desan endured the burning feeling, smiled, and shook his head.

"I'll go put down the bowl." Lan Mei stood up with effort, carrying the empty bowl, and walked out of the bedroom. Only then did Zhao Desan frown and squeeze his eyes, whispering in pain: "Damn! It hurts me to death, my old life is almost gone." He felt that his proud guy seemed to be roasted on a raging fire at this moment, boiling hot, with a feeling of skin and flesh being torn, and bursts of heart-piercing pain swept through the central nervous system, making him almost numb.

Xia Jian's wishful thinking was a bit too confident. He always thought that after studying at the Party School for half a month, his awareness had improved, so he should go to Director Zheng righteously to ask for the position of Deputy Director of the Planning Division. He came to the door of Director Zheng's office ambitiously and knocked on the door several times.

At noon, a bottle of wine was drunk by him alone when eating with President Wang. Although it was not enough to get drunk, he was already a bit drowsy at this time. Feeling a bit dizzy, after Zhao Desan helped him into the office to sit down and left, he lay on the office desk to close his eyes and rest. In the middle of his drowsy state, he was too lazy to pay attention.

But Xia Jian had already come up, and he also knew that Director Zheng was in the office, so he knocked on the door excitedly and endlessly, "Dong dong dong...", "Dong dong dong"...

This endless knocking made Director Zheng, who was in the middle of a drowsy state, very irritable. He climbed up and roared loudly: "Who is it?"

"Me, Xiao Xia." Xia Jian responded with a smile outside. He always felt that he was favored and appreciated now, and he had studied at the Party School once, so he was the most qualified to be this Deputy Director of the Planning Division. For a moment, he ignored Director Zheng's own biological daughter, Zheng Ru.

"Come in!" Director Zheng said impatiently, rubbed his eyes, and leaned on the chair.

As soon as Xia Jian pushed the door and went in, Director Zheng looked at him with a very disdainful gaze and asked with extreme impatience: "Xiao Xia, what's the matter again?"

Xia Jian walked directly to Director Zheng's desk, bowed slightly, rubbed his hands together, and said with a smile, stuttering: "Director Zheng, I... I heard..."

Seeing him so hesitant and stuttering, Director Zheng said impatiently: "Xiao Xia, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly. Don't be so hesitant, like a woman, not decisive at all! Just like what Afang said!"

When Director Zheng was eating at Xia Jian's house, he had kindly reminded him to be decisive in handling things. Xia Jian really remembered Director Zheng's teachings, but it was a pity that it was not the time to be decisive now, but he insisted on being decisive and said: "Director Zheng, I heard that our Planning Division is going to be configured with a deputy director. I want to apply for this. I think I am qualified to be competent."

Xia Jian's confident appearance made Director Zheng feel that this guy seemed to have become a different person. He couldn't help but find it a bit funny. He gave a huff of laughter, took a cigarette from the Zhonghua cigarette box on the table, lit it, leaned on the chair, tilted his head, took a puff, and asked unhurriedly: "Xiao Xia, who did you hear that the Planning Division is going to be configured with a deputy director? Your news is quite well-informed."

"I... I... Afang said she heard Director Zheng mention it unintentionally." Xia Jian's expression was a bit awkward for a moment, so he told the truth, fearing that Director Zheng would alienate Afang because he felt she was talkative. So he immediately added with a smile: "Afang didn't mean anything else, just said she heard it from Director Zheng, and felt that my seniority in the Planning Division was the oldest, so I came to Director Zheng to talk about this matter."

Afang, this bitch, really talks too much! Director Zheng cursed secretly, took a fierce puff of his cigarette, thought for a while, and this news was only leaked to him by Director Zhu of the Personnel Department. The specific document hadn't been seen yet, and he didn't know when it would be. Moreover, this time he was determined to promote his daughter. Before the matter was settled, he decided to keep this news tightly covered, so as to avoid causing fighting and scheming among the people below, and causing unnecessary trouble like last time.

So Director Zheng laughed heartily and exhaled a smoke ring: "Xiao Xia, you are overthinking it. There is no such thing. Where is there any configuration of a deputy director? The leadership configuration of the unit's organizational structure is clearly stipulated by the province. How can you say that you can configure a deputy director just because you want to? There is no such thing, no such thing."

Xia Jian thought that Afang was his wife, so she definitely wouldn't lie to him. That meant there was only one possibility: Director Zheng didn't want to leak this news for the time being. But he had already gathered the courage to come to him, so he must have some gains. "But Afang said it was Director Zheng... you... who said it." Xia Jian said.

This bitch! Director Zheng cursed secretly, a sinister expression flashed on his face, and then he looked at him peacefully, smoking and chuckling: "There is no such thing. I guess Afang heard it wrong. Xiao Xia, you don't think about it. It's almost the end of the year. Every unit is busy with year-end summaries and holding various meetings. Where can they take care of other things? Besides, the leadership configuration of the Construction Commission is decided by the province. According to the organizational structure system, there are clear regulations. Configuring what deputy director, this is not a joke."

Xia Jian insisted that his wife definitely wouldn't lie to him. On one hand, it might be that Director Zheng didn't want to leak this news, and on the other hand, perhaps the organization only had this idea, and the specific regulations hadn't come down yet, so Director Zheng didn't dare to propagate it casually. "Director Zheng, you say there is no such thing?" Xia Jian smiled lightly.

Director Zheng shook his head and said: "No, where is such a thing? Absolutely not. If there were, I would definitely notify other leaders to negotiate and study it. And you guys below would definitely explode. Look, it's calm and quiet, where is such a thing? Besides, if there really is a configuration of this deputy director, I would definitely consider you, Xiao Xia, first. Just like you said, your seniority is old, and you just came back from studying at the Party School, and your awareness is higher than others."

Director Zheng saying this gave Xia Jian a lot of comfort. He bowed slightly and smiled: "Then fine, if there is this opportunity, I hope Director Zheng will consider me more. Sorry for disturbing you today."

Director Zheng chuckled: "If there is this opportunity, I will definitely consider you, Xiao Xia, first. Alright, nothing else, go down and work properly, strive to raise your business level to a higher level, and you will definitely go up in the future. Don't be impatient. Alright, Xiao Xia, you go down."

"Okay, then Director Zheng, I'm going down." Xia Jian smiled and walked out of Director Zheng's office respectfully.

As soon as Xia Jian left, Director Zheng's face became sinister. A good sleep was disturbed by this guy. Thinking of the day he got Xia Jian drunk at his house and let it slip when he was entangled with Afang in bed, Director Zheng felt a bit regretful and felt that this Afang really talked too much. So he picked up his phone angrily and called Afang directly.