Chapter 1161: The old fox's consideration

"Desan, Desan..." Lan Mei cried and called out twice. The door was slammed shut, and only the sound of "Desan" echoed in the air. Lan Mei's hidden bitterness was inconvenient to tell. She had already been enjoyed by Zheng Tulu for more than ten days, and she was physically and mentally exhausted and extremely wronged. Being humiliated by the man she loved with such low-down language, her heart seemed to be torn open, and the pain was heart-wrenching.

Zheng Tulu had never had the habit of "planting strawberries" on women in the past. Why did he suddenly want to ignore Lan Mei's desperate resistance and suck a red strawberry on her neck on the night before returning? Zheng Tulu naturally had ulterior motives for doing this. This cunning old fox knew what the relationship was between Lan Mei and Zhao Desan, and intimate contact was inevitable. He just wanted Zhao Desan to know how nourishing Lan Mei's business trip to the other city with him was, and that he had exercised the man's power for him. He wanted to make Zhao Desan misunderstand Lan Mei, and because he held the handle in his hand, Lan Mei couldn't explain, making them separate, making Zhao Desan roll away from Lan Mei's side, so he could enjoy this peerless beauty of the world alone.

Zheng Tulu's goal was achieved. On the morning of the first day after returning from the business trip, he came to the Planning Department twice diligently. Seeing Zhao Desan's abnormal reaction, Zheng Tulu knew that everything was proceeding according to his ideas.

After this goal was achieved, the next thing Zheng Tulu had to do was to start closing the net, preparing to catch the big fish Ma Debang. After coming out of the Planning Department, he went straight to the Finance Department, asked for all the receipts for Ma Debang's procurement of office supplies and air conditioners, returned to the office, and carefully checked them. Facing nearly 10 million in procurement receipts, Zheng Tulu was surprised by Ma Debang's huge appetite on the one hand, and happy that Ma Debang did this on the other. The more kickbacks Ma Debang took, the more serious the mistake he made, and the more ways he had to kick him out of the Provincial Construction Committee.

After looking at the receipts, Zheng Tulu spent more than half a day contacting the sales staff of these procurement units one by one according to the suppliers on the procurement receipts, disguised himself as an ordinary customer, and asked them to make a specific quotation document. After preparing these things, Zheng Tulu returned to the unit, took Ma Debang's procurement receipts and the procurement quotations he had collected, and went to find Ma Debang aggressively. When the door was pushed open, Ma Debang was not in the office. Zheng Tulu walked over, sat on Ma Debang's boss chair, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and waited for him to "throw himself into the net."

Ma Debang, who didn't know the truth, didn't know that Zheng Tulu had returned from his business trip today. After completing this large procurement in the past few days, as expected, he took nearly 1 million in kickbacks from the procurement unit, and got tens of thousands of benefits from the false price difference, making more than 1 million in benefits at once. In the past two days, Ma Debang had no heart to work, and went out to fish, eat, and seek pleasure with a large amount of money every day.

While Zheng Tulu was waiting for him, he was playing a stimulating game of "one dragon playing with two phoenixes" with two young and beautiful service ladies on a waterbed in the Bihai Lantian Bath Center. Ma Debang, who was hugging the ladies' butts and galloping to his heart's content, heard his phone ring, stopped his offensive, let the ladies help him get the phone, and saw the name "Director Zheng" on the screen. He made a "shh" gesture to the two ladies to signal them not to make a sound, then connected the phone and said with a smile: "Hello, Director Zheng, what's the matter?"

Zheng Tulu also chuckled calmly: "Old Ma, I'm back from my business trip today. I see the air conditioners in the office haven't been replaced yet. Didn't you finish the procurement?"

"Oh, the air conditioners are all placed in the warehouse of the old building, and I haven't had time to replace them." Ma Debang explained with a forced smile.

Zheng Tulu said "oh," and then said: "Old Ma, come back, I have some other things I want to talk to you about."

Ma Debang said: "Okay, okay, I'll go back right away."

After hanging up the phone, Ma Debang continued to gallop on the service ladies for a while, but couldn't release, so he put on his clothes, left the bath center in a hurry, and drove to the unit.

About twenty minutes later, Ma Debang arrived at the Construction Committee, parked the car, tidied up his appearance, and walked into the office building with his leather bag. Arriving at the third floor, he pushed open the door of Zheng Tulu's office. Seeing he wasn't there, he said to himself with some confusion: "Asked me to come back, but can't find the person when I'm back, what's he doing?" He came to the door of his own office next door, pushed the door open, and saw Zheng Tulu sitting on his boss chair with his legs crossed.

Ma Debang's face was just full of forced smiles, and he was about to speak, when he saw Zheng Tulu's hand slap the table with a "pa" sound. Before Ma Debang could react, Zheng Tulu said sternly: "Ma Debang, you have a lot of nerve!"

Ma Debang was stunned by Zheng Tulu's sudden outburst of momentum, standing in place like a monk who couldn't figure out the situation, frowning slightly, looking at him with a confused face, thinking, what kind of play is this old fox performing again? "Director Zheng, what... what happened?" Ma Debang asked stammeringly, shocked by Zheng Tulu's outburst.

Zheng Tulu threw the "evidence" he had collected onto the table and said sternly: "Ma Debang, I've only been on a business trip for ten days, and you want to play what kind of airplane? You spent nearly 10 million on such a small amount of things? Look at how much higher your procurement price is than the market price! A hard drive for 5,000 yuan can buy a computer!"

Ma Debang immediately felt that Zheng Tulu did this on purpose, so he stammered and argued: "Director Zheng, these... these are all things I reported to you. Besides... besides, government procurement is originally... much higher than the market price... you know that too."

Ma Debang had caught his handle, so naturally, he wouldn't let it go. He pulled a long face and said sternly: "I was on a business trip, I didn't know the specific situation at all! You only talked about it roughly. Who knew you spent almost all of this year's budget at once! I simply compared it, and I'm afraid you, Deputy Director Ma, took a lot of kickbacks and got a lot of benefits from the procurement, right?"

Ma Debang heard from Zheng Tulu's words that it seemed he was dissatisfied that he had swallowed these benefits alone. This was simple; at most, it was a problem of uneven distribution of benefits. Just give him some benefits. So Ma Debang relaxed his vigilance, walked up, and whispered sneakily: "Director Zheng, as long as you don't say anything, no one will know. We can split it 50-50." After saying this, seeing Zheng Tulu staring at him with a straight face and unmoved, he quickly took a step back and said: "40-60 is also fine. Director Zheng, you take 6, I take 4. If you think it's okay, I'll transfer the money to your account right now!"

After saying this, Ma Debang waited for Zheng Tulu to express his position, but how did he know that Zheng Tulu was playing Xiang Zhuang's sword dance, aimed at Liu Bang this time? He did this not for the sake of a few hundred thousand yuan, but to catch Ma Debang, this big fish, into the net and torture him to death.

Zheng Tulu lit a cigarette and said righteously: "Deputy Director Ma, you still dare to use money to bribe me? Your behavior of taking kickbacks and accepting benefits has seriously violated the organizational discipline that a national cadre should abide by. And the money you swallowed this time is not small, the amount is huge, enough to seriously expel you from the Party and remove you from your post on the spot!"

Ma Debang was stunned, standing there like a wooden chicken, scared to the point of breaking out in cold sweat, with bean-sized sweat beads flowing down his forehead. He never expected that he just wanted to get some money before being finished by Zheng Tulu, but he fell into his trap and was played in the palm of his hand.

Seeing Ma Debang scared pale and trembling all over, Zheng Tulu felt a sense of great satisfaction in his heart. People who are good at playing power politics know how to use various means to get rid of their deadly enemies. Zheng Tulu's most skillful move is to combine soft and hard tactics. At this time, he softened his tone a bit, looked up at him, and asked: "Old Ma, you also know that the higher-ups have a great crackdown on such serious violations of discipline. Tell me, what do you think should be done?"

Ma Debang recovered from extreme panic, wiped the cold sweat from his face, and said submissively: "Director Zheng, I... I will spit out all the money I swallowed, every penny. You... you let me off the hook this time. I will definitely be grateful and will definitely assist you well."

Zheng Tulu took a puff of his cigarette, narrowed his eyes, and pretended to be thoughtful: "Old Ma, considering you are a high-level leader of the unit, a senior comrade, even if you have no merit, you have worked hard for the Construction Committee. I don't want to report you either. Let me consider it. The purchased items will be temporarily placed in the warehouse of the old building and don't move them." The reason Zheng Tulu suddenly loosened his mouth and stopped pressing step by step was a ruthless move, called "tension and relaxation." After all, if he kept biting Ma Debang and didn't let go, forcing him to a dead end, maybe he would mess around. If the matter got big and reached the higher-ups, the procurement procedure of the unit was originally supposed to be public bidding, and it could only be specifically implemented after his personal review and approval. But this time because he was on a business trip, many intermediate links were omitted, and he was the one who let go of the power and let Ma Debang be responsible for it. If the higher-ups investigated and the procurement procedure of such a large amount was illegal, it would be his dereliction of duty, and he would inevitably be held accountable. So Zheng Tulu suddenly loosened his mouth to make Ma Debang feel that he still had a way out, and he wouldn't poke the matter directly.

Making Ma Debang relax his vigilance mentally, Zheng Tulu "considered" for a night. The next morning, he called Ma Debang to his office, pretended to be in a difficult position, and said: "Old Ma, I thought about it carefully for a whole night last night. Thinking about the overall situation of the unit and your personal situation, now you have two paths to choose: First, resign voluntarily. As for the money you swallowed, the unit won't pursue it, and I will suppress it for you, as if nothing happened; Second, apply for a transfer from the Provincial Construction Committee. Once you leave, no one will check these old accounts from above. You look at these two paths and choose one yourself."

After Ma Debang heard this, the whole person was stunned. He never expected that he just swallowed more than 1 million, how could he suddenly seem to be on a road of no return? He gradually understood that this was a trap set by Zheng Tulu for him to jump into, but the person who dug the hole was himself. He really lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet, digging a hole to bury himself. "Director Zheng, is there no other path?" Ma Debang asked, trembling all over. ===== CHAPTER 1162 =====

Ma Debang was completely stunned after hearing this; he never imagined that just by embezzling over a million, he would suddenly seem to have embarked on a path of no return. He gradually realized that this was a trap set by Zheng Tulu for him to jump into, yet the one who had dug the pit was none other than himself. He had truly lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet, digging a hole to bury himself alive. "Director Zheng, is there no other way?" Ma Debang asked, his entire body trembling.