Chapter 1112: You're at the Unit?

"I'm working tomorrow, I'll definitely be at the unit." Director Zhu said impatiently, "Old Zheng, if you have nothing else, I'll hang up first. I'm accompanying a few friends for dinner right now."

"Alright, then I won't disturb your dinner, Director Zhu. I'll hang up first." Zheng Tulu smirked and replied, thinking that as long as Director Zhu was at the unit tomorrow, he would go directly to the unit to wish him a Happy New Year and discuss some things by the way.

The busy tone came from the receiver, and the phone hung up. Zheng Tulu took a puff of his cigarette, relaxed for a while, and dialed Li Changping's phone number again.

Li Changping's phone was still answered very slowly. *These leaders are really busy, * Zheng Tulu thought while listening to the beeping sound on the phone. After a long time, the phone was connected, and Li Changping's weak voice came from inside: "Hello, Old Zheng, what's the matter with calling so late?"

"Deputy Minister Li, Happy New Year." Zheng Tulu chuckled.

"Happy what? Old Zheng, you didn't even come to my house to sit for a while during the New Year. You only thought of calling after the New Year passed?" Li Changping said coldly.

"It's just that I was afraid there would be too many people visiting you, Deputy Minister Li, during the New Year, adding trouble to you." Zheng Tulu used the same excuse to excuse himself.

Li Changping chuckled and said, "I thought you had forgotten about me, your old brother, Old Zheng."

"Honey, who is it? Hurry up and move, I'm itching to death down there." Suddenly, a woman's very small voice came from the phone. Zheng Tulu immediately understood why Li Changping sounded weak; it turned out he was doing that thing. He smirked and said, "Deputy Minister Li, I didn't disturb you, did I? I'll visit you at the unit tomorrow morning, so I won't disturb you now, right?"

Li Changping knew that Zheng Tulu had heard that he was busy with bed matters, so he chuckled tacitly and said, "Alright, let's talk tomorrow. I'm really a bit busy now, I'll hang up first." After speaking, the phone hung up with a beep.

Zheng Tulu didn't bring a lover with him during the few days he went to Sanya, and secondly, his daughter was with him, so it wasn't convenient to have fun. Just now, hearing the sound of Li Changping and a woman on the phone, evil thoughts arose in his mind after putting down the phone, and he wanted to release himself. But it was so late now, and it wasn't convenient to go out, but fortunately, there was still his wife, the "daily" necessity, at home. So he got up and walked into the bedroom, looking at his wife Ma Li, who was lying on the bed in her pajamas and already asleep. Because Ma Li had developed the habit of not wearing underwear when sleeping, she was lying with her back to Zheng Tulu. Her buttocks wrapped in black silk pajamas looked round and full. Although separated by a layer of cloth, the softness and elasticity were still clearly distinguishable.

Early the next morning, the first day of work after the New Year, it should have been a vigorous day to go to the unit, but Zheng Tulu drove directly to the Provincial Personnel Department carrying two bags of carefully prepared gifts.

The Construction Committee, which had been quiet for several days, also returned to the bustle of working days. Zhao Desan came to the unit in high spirits, starting to wait quietly for the news of his promotion. At the same time, Xia Jian was making preparations before being promoted. Early in the morning, he was carrying a snake-skin bag containing two live local chickens, sneaking toward the third floor, preparing to give them as a New Year gift to the old guy. This was what A-Fang had carefully considered for a long time before telling Xia Jian to do so. A-Fang felt that a person like Zheng Tulu definitely didn't lack anything, but having stayed in the city for a long time, he must be very interested in things from the countryside. So she let Xia Jian bring a few local chickens from his hometown. They kept two at home to make soup for nourishment, and the remaining two, big and meaty, were packed into a snake-skin bag for Xia Jian to bring to Zheng Tulu as a gift.

This sneaky scene of Xia Jian was seen by Zhao Desan, who was following behind. Looking at the snake-skin bag in his hand that was moving, and occasionally making a few "cooing" sounds, he knew what was inside. *Give gifts if you want, anyway, no matter how you give gifts, this opportunity will not be Xia Jian's this time. Even if he calculates everything, it will be in vain. * Zhao Desan sneered disdainfully and walked into the office. Not long after sitting down, Lan Mei came in with a document and walked directly to him. In order to make people feel that there was no relationship between them as much as possible, Lan Mei returned to her usual cold-as-ice appearance, and her tone was also very cold: "Zhao Desan, do this material and bring it to me as soon as possible!"

Zheng Ru, who was on the side, saw this scene, looked at it with a very contemptuous expression, curled her lips, lowered her head, and thought to herself, *Still pretending in front of people, what's there to pretend! *

Facing Division Chief Lan's sudden change of attitude, Zhao Desan raised his eyebrows in surprise, stared with wide eyes, and looked at her with a confused face. Lan Mei winked, and Zhao Desan immediately understood, a proud smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, nodded, and deliberately said in a very awe-struck tone, "Alright, alright, Division Chief Lan, I'll do it as soon as possible."

A faint smile also hung on Lan Mei's face, feeling that Zhao Desan was really obedient and sensible. Before leaving, she deliberately raised her voice and said in a commanding tone, "Hurry up, it's best if you can give it to me this afternoon!"

"Alright, I'll do it as soon as possible," Zhao Desan said awe-struck.

The two of them performed this double act quite realistically, but Zheng Ru on the side had already seen the intimate appearance of them together, and to her, this was just that the two of them didn't want people in the unit to gossip about them behind their backs.

Xia Jian carried two lively old hens in a snake-skin bag to the door of Zheng Tulu's office, looked around, and seeing no one, sneaked while knocking on the door and whispered: "Director Zheng, Director Zheng..." He called several times, but no one answered inside.

*He must not be here. * This stumped Xia Jian. When he brought this thing in the morning, he felt very embarrassed. Zheng Tulu wasn't here, and he really didn't know how to deal with these two local chickens in his hand. After thinking about it, he finally went downstairs to the second floor, carried the snake-skin bag directly to the bathroom, opened the partition of a disabled toilet that was almost never used, put the bag inside, and prepared to take it to Zheng Tulu after he came back.

After returning to the office, Zhao Desan saw that the thing in his hand was gone and deliberately smiled and said, "Division Chief Xia, why are you a few minutes late today?"

Xia Jian said, "Oh, I went to talk to Director Zheng about something. Who knew he wasn't there, haha."

Zhao Desan joked, "Are you going to wish Director Zheng a Happy New Year? I haven't had time to wish Director Zheng a Happy New Year yet. You said Director Zheng isn't here? Then let's go up and wish him a Happy New Year together when he comes back."

Xia Jian hesitated for a moment, smiled without changing his expression, and said, "Alright."

Zhao Desan smiled and lowered his head to start working on his own. However, he didn't quite understand, since Zheng Tulu wasn't there, where did Xia Jian put the two chickens he was carrying just now?

"Hey, honey, you said... what? You came to our unit?" Suddenly, Comrade Xiao Zhao's voice on the phone interrupted Zhao Desan's thoughts and also shocked the others. This guy usually didn't say a word in the office, but this sudden phone call had such a loud voice. It made several people look at him in unison. Comrade Xiao Zhao also realized that he was a bit out of character, so he immediately blushed and lowered his voice while answering the phone and walking outside.

"I said honey, what are you doing coming to our unit?... This... This isn't something you can just transfer over and work with me... This matter needs our leaders to come forward... This... How can I tell the leaders?... It's not convenient... You go back... Don't come..." Comrade Xiao Zhao's voice on the phone came into the office from the corridor, making everyone gradually understand what was going on. And from the sound of the phone call, it seemed that Comrade Xiao Zhao didn't want his wife to come to the unit to find him at all.

"Alright, stop talking." Comrade Xiao Zhao hung up the phone angrily, walked into the office with an unhappy face, walked to his desk without a word, sat down, and lowered his head to start working.

Several people could see that Comrade Xiao Zhao seemed to be upset about something, and no one dared to ask him anything. Zhao Desan winked and stole a smile at Zheng Ru on the side. Zheng Ru just pursed her lips and smiled, but remembering the intimate appearance of him and Lan Mei together that night, she immediately pulled a long face and didn't look at him, leaving Zhao Desan confused, not knowing what was wrong with her again.

After a few minutes, someone suddenly knocked on the office door, and everyone looked at the door in unison. Because Lan Mei never knocked on the door when coming to this office.

A moment later, the door slowly pushed open a gap. Zhao Desan's position happened to be sitting at the door, so he saw a woman's beautiful face appear in the door gap—an oval face, cherry mouth, two eyes black and bright, with a bob haircut, exuding a mature atmosphere. One look and he knew she was a young married woman.

Seeing a beauty, Zhao Desan's reaction was the same as all men's. His eyes lit up, a lecherous smile hung on his face, and he took the initiative to lean over and chat: "May I ask who you are looking for?" ===== CHAPTER 1113 =====