Chapter 1166

"Director Zheng, how dare I smoke your cigarette? You'd better take it back and smoke it yourself." Ma Debang looked at the Zhonghua cigarette he put on the table and said with dissatisfaction.

"Just take it as my gift to you. After all, you have assisted me for several years. Even if there is no merit, there is hard work." Zheng Tulu's thorn in his heart was pulled out, and his expression felt extremely relaxed.

Ma Debang didn't speak, continued to pack his things, and said unpleasantly while packing: "Director Zheng, if you have nothing else, please go out first. I'll pack the things that should be packed and vacate the office for others early."

Zheng Tulu chuckled: "Fine, then you pack your things. See if you forgot any personal items." After walking out two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned back to instruct: "By the way, Old Ma, you are still a person of the unit today. Don't leave before getting off work in the afternoon. Hand over the work when the person who replaces you comes to the unit in the afternoon."

Ma Debang looked at him blankly, didn't speak, and continued to lower his head to organize the items he wanted to take away.

Returning to the office and sitting down, finally getting rid of the big trouble in his heart, Zheng Tulu felt an indescribable satisfaction. He felt that the sky had brightened up. As long as there was no old guy like Ma Debang around to hinder him, wouldn't the Provincial Construction Committee be his world in the future?

Without Ma Debang to back Zhao Desan, and no one to secretly report the trends in personnel promotion and appointment in the Construction Committee to Su Qing, he didn't have to worry about Su Qing always using her status as Minister of the Organization Department to put pressure on him. At noon, Zheng Tulu still hypocritically called Secretary Zhang to invite Ma Debang to a Hunan restaurant opposite the Construction Committee, ordered a full table of dishes, drank three bottles of Wuliangye, everyone was red-faced, and while pushing cups and changing lamps, Zheng Tulu hugged Ma Debang with a red face and said heroically: "Old Ma, to tell you the truth, I really can't bear to see you go. You're gone, and no one will assist me. The new deputy director certainly won't be able to get started for a while. I have to handle everything inside and outside the unit alone. It gives me a headache just thinking about it. But transferring you to the Municipal Construction Committee to work this time, whether from the unit or from your personal consideration, is the only good way to solve this problem."

Secretary Zhang took a sip of wine, his face glowing, leaned over, and smiled kindly: "Yes, Old Zheng is right. Old Ma, you are also a senior comrade. You know how hard the higher-ups have been cracking down on the violations of discipline by our Party members and cadres since last year. Old Zheng is considering it for you and the unit in the long term. Old Ma, don't have any thoughts you can't figure out. The Municipal Construction Committee is also good, and you don't have to manage so many things. Who doesn't want to be relaxed? No matter what, you have worked in the Provincial Construction Committee. If you go to the Municipal Construction Committee, you will definitely get started quickly. If you do well and get promoted, this won't be bad for you either."

Zheng Tulu and Old Man Zhang, borrowing the wine, pretended to be drunk, and opened up Ma Debang one sentence after another. Because he was angry, Ma Debang listened for a while, drank a cup of depressed wine, and finally got drunk. He was dragged back to the Construction Committee by Old Man Zhang and Zheng Tulu. They bumped into Zhao Desan on the first floor of the office building and were seen by him—Zheng Tulu and Secretary Zhang, who were flushed, dragging the dead-drunk Ma Debang. Thinking back to what Han Rui said in the morning, he felt something was wrong. Ma Debang must have had something happen.

So Zhao Desan ran up very observantly, and without saying a word, took the dead-drunk Ma Debang from Zheng Tulu's hand and said: "Director Zheng, Secretary Zhang, let me, let me."

Zheng Tulu and Secretary Zhang also drank a lot. Although they weren't drunk, they were a bit high, so they had no guard against Zhao Desan, so they let him help the drunk Ma Debang upstairs, and they followed him, holding the stair railing and walking upstairs with difficulty.

Zhao Desan helped Ma Debang all the way, looking back at Zheng Tulu and Secretary Zhang from time to time. Seeing they weren't following closely, he helped Ma Debang while walking and whispered: "Deputy Director Ma, what's wrong with you? Why are you drunk?"

Ma Debang said drunkenly: "I was demoted, I was... transferred away..."

Zhao Desan felt very surprised when he heard this, and asked again in a low voice: "Why? Why were you demoted? Deputy Director Ma, are you kidding me?"

"That old fox Zheng Tulu wants to kick me away." Ma Debang said drunkenly.

Zhao Desan heard footsteps coming from behind, so he didn't ask these questions anymore, helped Ma Debang, sent him straight to his office, let him lean on the sofa, walked to the door, looked out, saw Zheng Tulu hadn't come up yet, returned, closed the door, and suddenly discovered that Ma Debang's office had changed. To be precise, it hadn't changed, but the desk was empty. There was a large box on the coffee table, filled with Ma Debang's personal items. These changes made Zhao Desan understand. Just as Ma Debang said, he was kicked out.

Zhao Desan was a bit confused. He really didn't know that while people below were fighting for a deputy department chief position, the struggle between high-level leaders was even more intense. Zhao Desan understood that Ma Debang being pulled out by Zheng Tulu this time must have something to do with the direct conflict that happened in Sanya last time. If it was just a vent of dissatisfaction between the two, it might not have reached this point. The key was that Ma Debang said some things he shouldn't have said. Zheng Tulu must have been afraid that if this continued, Ma Debang would find evidence and catch his handle. By then, he wouldn't be able to get rid of him, so he acted first, sang harmony on the surface, and stabbed him in the back in private, taking advantage of his unpreparedness to pull him out.

"You are Xiao Zhao, right? Xiao Zhao, let me tell you, that old fox Zheng Liangyu has knocked me down this time. You have to be careful, maybe next time it will be you. He has been eyeing Lan Mei, you kid must not get too close to Lan Mei." Ma Debang leaned on the sofa, half-closing his drunk eyes, waving his hands and talking nonsense. ===== CHAPTER 1167 =====