Chapter 1103: Future problems

This time it was long enough, from just after eleven o'clock to nearly one o'clock before being released. But under the intoxication of the aphrodisiac Zheng Tulu gave them in the afternoon, the two went crazy and had a good rest all afternoon. At this time, they were still sleepless and chatted about the conflict between Zheng Tulu and Ma Debang. Lan Mei suddenly felt that this matter was a bit strange. Ma Debang should know that Zheng Tulu's original intention was to make her and Zhao Desan lose face in front of the leaders of the Construction Committee. Why did he stand up and help him speak, knowing that Zheng Tulu wanted to fix Zhao Desan? This is not hitting the muzzle of the gun. "Xiao Zhao, do you think Deputy Director Ma deliberately provoked Zheng Tulu?" After thinking about it, Lan Mei turned her face and asked him.

Zhao Desan said without a second thought: "Definitely not on purpose. Section Chief Lan, who do you think would deliberately provoke the leader? It must be an accident."

Lan Mei said: "I think he should have spoken for us just now, which caused Zheng Tulu's dissatisfaction. What do you think?"

Zhao Desan turned his face and looked at her with malicious joy and said: "If you want to blame, blame Deputy Director Ma for being willing to be a cannon fodder. Knowing that Zheng Tulu called us down just to make us lose face, he still acted as a big tail wolf and tried his best to maintain us."

Lan Mei frowned and said: "How can you say that? Deputy Director Ma helped us after all. If he hadn't led Zheng Tulu away tonight, I really don't know how we would have been humiliated by Zheng Tulu in front of so many people. Hey... being known by these leaders of the unit that you came to Sanya and were with me, we are really unable to wash away even if we jump into the Yellow River." Lan Mei said, looking a bit worried.

What Section Chief Lan said really made Zhao Desan feel a bit funny. The relationship between the two was already unclear, so how could it be washed away? So he laughed and said: "Section Chief Lan, we are already in this kind of relationship, how do you want to wash it away?"

Lan Mei actually didn't mean to prove that the two were in a pure relationship between men and women. In fact, it was another meaning. She was afraid that those people would tell others after returning to the Construction Committee to go to work. By then, the whole Construction Committee would spread their affairs, and the gossip would be shameful. "Oh, I didn't mean that!" Lan Mei flicked her shoulder and pouted, "What are you picking on words for!"

"Then what do you mean?" Zhao Desan looked at her with an extremely obscene expression, "Do you want to say that I didn't wash you clean, Section Chief Lan?"

"Can you be serious!" Lan Mei was almost driven crazy by him, glared at him fiercely, and knocked on his head, but felt a bit funny in her heart. Being with this guy, Lan Mei clearly felt that her emotions were often in an excited state, and she was always teased by him to be angry and funny. This feeling made her feel that there was clearly color in her life.

"Ah!" Zhao Desan immediately pretended to be hurt and rubbed his head, wincing. Seeing this, Lan Mei hurriedly leaned down and asked worriedly: "Are... are you okay?"

"Ha!" Seeing Section Chief Lan's worried appearance, Zhao Desan suddenly laughed uncontrollably.

"You're bad!" Lan Mei turned her body away and pretended not to pay attention to him.

Zhao Desan reached out to pull her arm, but was pushed away by her, "Don't touch me, I won't pay attention to you."

"You haven't said what's not washed clean yet." Zhao Desan knew that this topic was actually nothing to talk about, but he deliberately entangled in this topic and didn't let go.

Lan Mei turned her head and glared at him and said: "What's not washed clean, I mean we were teased by Zheng Tulu in front of all the leaders of the unit today. After the New Year, the unit will definitely spread it, and it will be shameful to death."

When Lan Mei said this, the ghost smile on Zhao Desan's face stiffened, and his thoughts fell into deep thought. He thought that Section Chief Lan's worry was not unreasonable. In government units, basically, no one looks at anyone pleasingly. Once something happens that you don't want others to know, the result is that everyone will know and fall into the well. Moreover, he is now at the beginning of his career. Once this matter spreads in the unit, the impact on Section Chief Lan is mostly a matter of face, but for himself, it is not only a matter of face, but more importantly, it will affect his future.

Thinking of the possible consequences of the matter, Zhao Desan was a bit worried. He really only cared about satisfying his desire for a moment, but ignored the most essential thing he pursued.

Lan Mei saw that Zhao Desan's expression was a bit worried, and didn't say a word for a long time, thinking about something thoughtfully, so she smiled and said: "Alright, don't think too much, I'm fine. At most, let everyone talk about it behind our backs. We didn't do anything illegal."

Section Chief Lan was open-minded, but Zhao Desan was not considering her, but his own future. He smiled and asked her: "Section Chief Lan, what do you think will happen next after Deputy Director Ma had such a serious conflict with Zheng Tulu tonight?"

Lan Mei said disapprovingly: "It's all because of drinking too much that there was a frontal conflict. When I wake up tomorrow, it will definitely be the same as usual. After all, they are all figures with faces and heads. If they don't show generosity tomorrow, they are afraid that others will see it and laugh."

Section Chief Lan's words were not unreasonable, but Zhao Desan had also learned about Zheng Tulu's sinister and cunning. He felt that Ma Debang didn't leave him any face in front of so many people last night, and even almost told his violations and discipline violations. Zheng Tulu, that old guy, would definitely not let it go so easily. Even if he didn't move him temporarily, he would definitely have bad calculations for Ma Debang behind his back.

The next morning, when Ma Debang woke up from his deep drunkenness, rubbed his swollen and painful head, everything that happened last night played back in his mind. Thinking that he had vented his dissatisfaction in his heart directly to Zheng Tulu in front of so many people because of drinking too much, he patted his forehead with a sad face and sighed to himself: "Why am I so stupid? This is a big trouble! Hey!"

What to do next is to try to reduce the bad results that may be caused after offending Zheng Tulu as soon as possible. Sitting on the bed and thinking for a while, Ma Debang got out of bed and washed up, took off his clothes stained with the filth he vomited, changed into a clean set of clothes, and sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette. He weighed the consequences if he didn't take the initiative to apologize. Having worked with Zheng Tulu for so many years, he had learned about that old guy's narrow-mindedness. He could hold grudges for sesame-sized things, let alone the frontal conflict last night. After finishing the cigarette, Ma Debang stood up and opened the door to go out, bit the bullet and came directly to Zheng Tulu's door, raised his hand to knock on the door several times, and hesitated several times. Thinking of the scene of sparks flying last night, he really couldn't pull down this face.

Hesitating at Zheng Tulu's door for a long time, Ma Debang still didn't have the courage to knock on the door directly. But not knocking on the door directly didn't mean Ma Debang didn't plan to ignore the conflict between himself and Zheng Tulu, but wanted to find Secretary Zhang as a middleman. After all, he was the one in charge of party and government work in the Construction Committee, and he was responsible for this kind of thing, and he could also play a lubricant role.

Ma Debang came to Secretary Zhang's door, hesitated for a while, gathered his courage, bit the bullet and knocked on his door.

Early in the morning, Secretary Zhang was still sleeping, so he heard someone knocking on the door, so he asked impatiently: "Who is it?"

"Secretary Zhang, it's me, Ma Debang." Ma Debang answered with a smile.

Old man Zhang rubbed his eyes, sat on the bed and was stunned for a while, and roughly understood why Ma Debang came to him early in the morning. Rubbing his eyes, he lifted the quilt, wearing only a pair of underpants, walked over and opened the door.

"Secretary Zhang, good morning." Ma Debang asked with a somewhat awkward smile.

Old man Zhang yawned and said: "Old Ma, you are energetic. I'm still sleeping, and you come to knock on the door. What's the matter? Come in and talk." As he said, Secretary Zhang turned and walked into the room and sat down on the sofa.

Ma Debang was stunned for a moment, hurriedly followed in, closed the door, walked over, and before talking about business, he apologized first: "Sorry to disturb your rest, Secretary Zhang, I'm really sorry."

Secretary Zhang touched a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table, lit it, took a puff and said: "Old Ma, coming to me so early in the morning, it must be that you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall without anything."

Ma Debang sat down, his two hands were rubbing on his thighs, leaning forward slightly, smiling slightly awkwardly, and said: "It's... it's something I want to ask Secretary Zhang to help with..." As for what it was, Ma Debang appeared a bit stuttering and difficult to speak.

Secretary Zhang took a puff of cigarette, calmed down, looked at him with a strange look, and said: "Old Ma, if you have anything, just say it, don't be so hesitant." ===== CHAPTER 1104 =====

Ma Debang sat down to the side, his two hands stroking his thighs in a flustered manner. He leaned forward slightly, smiled with a hint of embarrassment, and said, "It... it's just that there's a small matter I'd like to ask you, Secretary Zhang, to step in and help with..." As for what the specific matter was, Ma Debang appeared somewhat hesitant and found it difficult to speak.

Old Man Zhang took a puff of his cigarette, collected his thoughts, looked at him with a strange gaze, and said, "Old Ma, if you have something to say, just say it directly; don't be so hesitant."