Chapter 1133

Looking at Zheng Tulu's lewd look with shining eyes, He Liping felt very useful in her heart. Being favored by men is every woman's dream, and being favored by such a big leader made her feel very happy.

Zheng Tulu stared straight at her, carefully examining her from top to bottom and comparing her with her former self. Her hair was also straightened and draped down, she wore long boots, and she knew how to wear sexy clothes that could show her figure. Especially these eyes, dark and shiny, with long corners, seemed to be releasing electricity at any time. Although it was just a natural glance, it made Zheng Tulu somewhat dizzy. "Liping, you've become beautiful." The bald donkey's address to her immediately changed from Deputy Director He to calling her by her name without her surname, which instantly narrowed the distance.

Ever since He Liping had plastic surgery, the first reaction of people in the unit when they saw her was to say she was beautiful. She had heard such praise habitually, but it was the first time she heard Zheng Tulu praise her beauty, and she felt very proud. The curve of the corner of her mouth bent into a charming smile just right, and she said: "Director Zheng, that's because you haven't seen me for too long."

Zheng Tulu's eyes were shining with lewd light as he looked straight at her, shook his head and said: "No, no, Liping, you really look much better than before."

He Liping felt very useful, a charming smile hung on her face, and she said: "Thank you for the compliment, Director Zheng. Then… are you still angry with me?"

Zheng Tulu asked with a confused look: "Liping, what are you angry about?"

"Isn't it because I didn't come to pay you New Year's greetings in time." He Liping said with a light smile, revealing a set of white teeth that looked especially good after whitening.

Zheng Tulu immediately denied with a chuckle: "Who said I was angry with you? No, no. You still remember me as a leader, I am too happy to have time, how could I be angry with you." Zheng Tulu seemed to have become a different person. While saying this, he actually got up from the chair and sat down directly beside He Liping. The elegant woman's body scent exuded from her body immediately drifted into Zheng Tulu's nose, making him feel an indescribable intoxication.

"It's good that you're not angry, Director Zheng." He Liping flicked her black, shiny, and beautiful long hair again, turned her body to look at this old guy, and saw that he had kept this lewd look ever since she came in.

"How could I be angry with you? No, no." Zheng Tulu's face was full of bad-intentioned smiles. He looked her up and down and asked: "Liping, how does it feel to be the Deputy Director of the Xijing Municipal Construction Committee? Is there any problem with work?"

He Liping said: "It feels okay, there is no problem with work, but…" He Liping deliberately paused, not finishing the rest of her words.

Zheng Tulu immediately asked with interest: "But what? If you have any problems, tell me, and I will help you solve them."

He Liping then continued: "It's just that I am a deputy director, and I have no real power in the unit. Whenever there is something in the unit, the positive one has the final say. I, this deputy director, have no say."

Zheng Tulu said "oh" and said: "It seems that you are not very satisfied with your current position, Liping?"

He Liping sighed and said: "It's just that there is no real power, but there is no way. The current position is a deputy."

Zheng Tulu asked casually: "Then what position do you want?"

Hearing Zheng Tulu say this, He Liping immediately arched her willow eyebrows and asked with a charming smile: "How? Director Zheng, do you have any position for me in your Provincial Construction Committee?"

Zheng Tulu thought, Ma Debang is about to be kicked out of the Construction Committee. However, Ma Debang is also a deputy, with no real power, so he said: "There is one, but I'm afraid you won't be interested."

He Liping immediately leaned toward Zheng Tulu with great interest and asked eagerly: "Director Zheng, tell me, as long as I can come to the Provincial Construction Committee, I can lower my posture."

"The deputy director here might be transferred away soon. If you are willing, I can recommend you to the higher-ups and have you transferred up. But it's also a deputy position. But you said that the deputy position has no real power, so I'm afraid you won't be interested."

Zheng Tulu originally determined that the candidate to replace Ma Debang was Lan Mei, but as soon as he saw the reborn He Liping, this idea changed at any time. For him, putting He Liping, his former subordinate and lover, by his side was far more appropriate than promoting Lan Mei, who was at odds with him. At the very least, for him, He Liping was obedient, he could call her when called and wave her away, while Lan Mei was the exact opposite.

For He Liping, being transferred to the Provincial Construction Committee to be a deputy director was a three-level jump, rising from the deputy director of the Municipal Construction Committee to the second in command of the Provincial Construction Committee. Who cares if it's a deputy or not? As long as she can come up, it will be another important step in her life. So He Liping overturned her previous words, gently held Zheng Tulu's arm, and said: "Actually, a deputy position is also good. You don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to manage so many things, it's worry-free and effortless. Besides, there are so many things in the Provincial Construction Committee, even if I were given a positive position, I couldn't do it."

He Liping's words were very smooth, and she didn't directly say she wanted to come up, but told Zheng Tulu her thoughts from the side. Zheng Tulu looked down at her holding his arm, smiled with understanding, and said: "Then I will recommend you to the higher-ups and strive to transfer you up after a while. How about that?"

"Whatever Director Zheng says, I will do." He Liping said with a smile, and her plump and graceful body moved closer to him again. Zheng Tulu couldn't understand the meaning of this throwing herself into his arms, so he deliberately asked: "Then Liping, shouldn't you thank me?"

"I must thank you." He Liping blinked her charming eyes and released some electricity to the old guy again. This charming and varied style made Zheng Tulu's heart itch as if it were about to jump out. One hand didn't mind at all, raised up and gently placed on He Liping's shoulder, and asked with a ghostly smile: "Liping, then how do you say you should thank me? You know I never accept your money and gifts."

He Liping naturally understood Zheng Tulu's flowery intestines. She smiled charmingly, got up gently, and walked directly to the door. Zheng Tulu didn't react for a while, so he hurriedly stood up and said anxiously: "Liping, you… don't misunderstand… don't go…"

Before he finished speaking, he saw He Liping walk up, not to open the door to leave, but to lock the door from the inside. She turned around, smiled charmingly with all kinds of style, and said: "Director Zheng, what are you nervous about? I'm not leaving, I haven't thanked you yet."

Zheng Tulu immediately understood what her action meant. His nervous expression immediately eased, and a bad smile followed. After Zheng Liping walked over, Zheng Tulu couldn't wait to hug her, and she was obediently embraced by the old guy…