Chapter 1106

"He is." Lan Mei hesitated for a moment before answering with a faint smile.

Once Zhao Desan heard that Ma Debang was looking for him, he knew that hiding would certainly not work and would instead arouse suspicion. He appeared very generous and responded, "I'm here, I'm here," while quickly walking over from inside.

Ma Debang looked at them with a strange gaze and said calmly with a chuckle, "If it's convenient, I'll come in and chat with you two."

"Deputy Director Ma, look at what you're saying—what could be inconvenient? I was just bored and came over to chat with Division Chief Lan, that's all. Please, come in." Zhao Desan saying this was actually a way to tell Ma Debang from the side that there was nothing going on between him and Division Chief Lan, and that he had just come to chat.

Ma Debang chuckled, walked into Lan Mei's room, went straight to the sofa, sat down, lit a cigarette, and said, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, what do you think of Sanya?"

Zhao Desan said, "It's alright, the scenery is quite nice." He didn't know what kind of medicine Ma Debang was selling in his gourd by suddenly showing up at their door.

Ma Debang said "Oh," took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "I made a fool of myself by getting drunk that night; I really let you and Division Chief Lan see a disgrace."

Zhao Desan immediately said, "Not at all, everyone is the same when they've had too much to drink. There's nothing to be disgraced about; you're overthinking it, Deputy Director Ma."

Ma Debang chuckled and said, "Xiao Lan should have been able to see it that night, right? Director Zheng originally wanted to make you two look bad. I really couldn't stand to watch, so I spoke up for Comrade Xiao Zhao, and as a result, I brought trouble upon myself, and he turned his spearhead toward me."

Ma Debang said this to let Zhao Desan understand from the side that he had stood up for them that night, which was why he had invited disaster. After finishing, without waiting for Zhao Desan or Lan Mei to say anything, he added something that had nothing to do with that matter: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, how is your cousin doing lately? When you go back tomorrow, give my regards to your cousin and wish her a late Happy New Year for me."

Zheng Tulu's words had a double meaning. One layer was the literal meaning of wishing Su Qing well, and the other layer could only be understood but not spoken. Lan Mei couldn't grasp the second layer, but after Zhao Desan heard this double entendre, he immediately understood that Zheng Tulu's previous sentence was just paving the way for what followed. To sum it up in one sentence: he was fishing for credit and rewards from him.

*You brought this on yourself, old man. I didn't ask you to stand up and block bullets for me. You deserve it! * Zhao Desan thought to himself. To save face, he chuckled and said, "Certainly. As soon as I go back tomorrow, I will definitely convey Deputy Director Ma's regards."

Seeing that Zhao Desan was sensible enough to return the favor, Ma Debang chuckled, then looked at him and Lan Mei with a strange gaze, his tone sounding odd: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you and Division Chief Lan haven't been out sightseeing with the unit these past few days. What have you been doing holed up in your room? Aren't you bored?"

Ma Debang's gaze and tone made Lan Mei immediately understand what he meant—he was basically suspecting their relationship. Lan Mei appeared slightly nervous, lowered her brows, and didn't dare to look him in the eye. Zhao Desan, however, was not afraid of Ma Debang at all. He sat there unperturbed, chuckling, "We went out, we definitely went out. It's just that I'm not qualified to go with you leaders, that's all."

Ma Debang smiled, his gaze shifted, and suddenly landed on the bed, seeing a black lace thong half-covered by the quilt. This sexy item of a woman made Ma Debang certain that his guess was absolutely correct. It seemed these two really did have something going on; they were probably rolling around in bed before he arrived. He then pretended to look at Lan Mei unintentionally and saw several red hickey marks on her neck, which was enough to prove that the intimate relationship between Zhao Desan and her had already developed into physical contact and bed-side pleasure.

Facing Ma Debang's somewhat sneaky gaze, Zhao Desan smiled faintly, as steady as Mount Tai, and pushed the pressure back onto him: "Deputy Director Ma, how do you plan to resolve what happened last night? You drank too much and said some things you shouldn't have, which made Director Zheng furious. You know that man; he probably won't forget that incident so easily, right?"

Ma Debang believed that he had already asked Secretary Zhang to intercede and resolve the conflict from the previous night, so he smiled lightly as if nothing had happened: "People having a little friction is very normal. Besides, last night we were all drunk; it was just drunken rambling, nothing more. Director Zheng is a sensible man; he'll understand. It's fine."

Zhao Desan smiled impassively and said, "That's good. I hope you're alright, Deputy Director Ma."

Ma Debang smiled, knowing that if he stayed any longer, he would be disturbing Zhao Desan and Lan Mei's world for two, which would very likely arouse Zhao Desan's resentment. He was already in a separate camp from Zheng Tulu in the unit, and currently, he was the only one in his camp. If he didn't win over Zhao Desan and Lan Mei, the result of fighting alone would be total annihilation. So, the immediate task was to maintain a good relationship with Zhao Desan and Lan Mei, create a "beautiful new life" for them, and cater to their interests to draw closer to them. Thus, Ma Debang stood up and said, "Alright, Comrade Xiao Zhao, you and Division Chief Lan chat slowly. I'll head down first. See you tomorrow." ===== CHAPTER 1107 =====