Chapter 1170: Come to my office once

Xia Jian was still making a fuss about this matter, almost talking to himself endlessly, when the office door was pushed open. Lan Mei stood at the door with a serious face and called out, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, come to my office once."

Zhao Desan said "Oh" as if nothing had happened and got up to follow her to the office. But Lan Mei stood in front of the window with her back to him for a long time without saying a word, which made Zhao Desan feel a bit irritable. He thought to himself, "What kind of trick is she playing?" and asked directly, "Division Chief Lan, what exactly do you want with me? Don't drag it out like this; it's a waste of everyone's time."

Lan Mei slowly turned around, her face already covered in two lines of tears, water swirling in her eyes. She smiled bitterly and said, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, are you still unwilling to forgive me? You don't understand the grievances in my heart."

Zhao Desan sneered and said, "Of course I don't understand the grievances in your heart. I don't even know what kind of woman you are now. I don't want to talk to you about this. If you have work-related matters, say them; if not, then don't disturb me." He didn't know why, but ever since he saw the hickey on Lan Mei's neck last time, every time he saw her again, he felt she was no longer the cold and moving Division Chief Lan of the past. Instead, it was like seeing a prostitute standing in front of him pretending to be noble, which made him feel a bit disgusted, even though she was very attractive and had a graceful figure.

Lan Mei smiled bitterly, sniffed her sore nose, and said softly, "You really don't understand why I did that now, and I can't explain it to you. But there is one thing I must let you know: I myself was unwilling to go on that business trip with him. Originally, the people invited were him and Deputy Director Ma, but he threatened me into going. As for how he threatened me, I really can't explain it clearly to you."

Zhao Desan had completely lost hope in Lan Mei. Now, no matter what she said, he would no longer believe it. He laughed with a "humph" and said in a frivolous tone, "Division Chief Lan, whether you were willing to go on that business trip with him or were threatened into it, I no longer care. Didn't you want to deliberately keep your distance from me? Weren't you afraid of people gossiping? Now it's just right. There is nothing between us; no one owes anyone anything, and no one affects anyone. Isn't that good?"

Seeing that no matter how she explained it, it was futile and in vain for Zhao Desan, Lan Mei said in a moment of desperation, "Even if... even if there is nothing between us anymore, I still have to explain things clearly. Comrade Xiao Zhao, I really didn't let you down. Some things I actually chose helplessly for your sake. Maybe you don't understand now, but I think you will understand before long."

Zhao Desan smiled dismissively and said, "Then let's talk about it when I understand. Division Chief Lan, if you have nothing else, let's not waste our breath. Goodbye." After saying this, Zhao Desan opened the door and walked out. Behind him, Lan Mei called out "Comrade Xiao Zhao" twice urgently, but the only response was the "bang" of the office door closing tightly.

Returning from Lan Mei's office and sitting down, Zhao Desan felt that things might not be as simple as he thought, especially since she said the person originally invited was Ma Debang and she had replaced him. It made sense that Zheng Tulu had made up his mind to take advantage of this opportunity to take her on a business trip, but how did he manage to convince Ma Debang? For a forum of such high standards, with so many big leaders attending, how could Ma Debang be willing to miss the opportunity to get to know them? There was only one possibility: Zheng Tulu acted arbitrarily and didn't notify Ma Debang at all.

But thinking about this didn't help him find out what the grievance Lan Mei spoke of was. What threat did she receive from Zheng Tulu? If it was just a verbal threat, she wouldn't need to pay attention to it at all. Could it be that Lan Mei had some dirt on her in Zheng Tulu's hands? Zhao Desan's guess was getting closer to the truth, but he was becoming more and more confused. What dirt could Zheng Tulu have on Lan Mei?

Just as he was puzzled, the office door was pushed open again. This time, He Liping stood at the door. As the saying goes, "a new official applies three fires." He Liping, who was usually gentle in character, deliberately kept a straight face and spoke in a serious tone to give her subordinates in the new unit a warning: "You men, come upstairs with me to help me tidy up my office."

Everyone looked at each other for a moment. Zhao Desan reacted relatively quickly, immediately smiling, getting up, bowing slightly, and nodding. Seeing He Liping turn and walk away, he hurriedly followed. Xia Jian and Comrade Xiao Zhao were stunned for a moment, then followed as well.

Zhao Desan followed closely behind He Liping, carefully examining her figure. A closer look made him feel that this woman's figure was really exciting. Although she wasn't as tall as Lan Mei—she was of medium height—her figure was exceptionally well-proportioned. Her legs were straight and slender, her waist was thin, and her buttocks were firm and perky, round and full. As she walked, her tight buttocks swayed gently from side to side. The swaying of the flesh made Zhao Desan feel a bit dizzy. He Liping was the type of woman who was plump but not greasy, which would make any man with normal sexual desire have his hormones rise the moment he saw her.

Zhao Desan stared straight at He Liping's round buttocks, following her step for step, as if he had forgotten where he was going with her. They followed her all the way to the door of Ma Debang's office. He Liping suddenly stopped, and because Zhao Desan was following too closely, He Liping came to an emergency stop, and he bumped right into her. His chin hit the back of her head squarely. With a "thud," He Liping lunged forward, covering the back of her head with one hand. Zhao Desan didn't have time to care about the pain in his chin; his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly called out, "Oh no, I'm in trouble!" He hurriedly took a step back.

"Don't you have eyes!" He Liping turned back, covering the back of her head, and scolded with a frown, "Are you dissatisfied with me as a Deputy Director or what? If you're dissatisfied, you can say it!"

Zhao Desan felt that he was really unlucky. How did he always run into things that offended people? He covered his chin, kept smiling, nodding, and bowing to apologize, "I'm sorry, Sister He, I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry."

"Sister He?" Hearing Zhao Desan's sweet talk, and combined with his tall and handsome appearance which naturally pleased women, He Liping's anger inexplicably disappeared a lot. She softened her tone and said, "You don't have eyes when you walk!" But in order to establish her dignity as a Deputy Director, she still kept a straight face and rolled her eyes at him.

Regarding the scene where Zhao Desan accidentally offended He Liping, Xia Jian stood behind and snickered with schadenfreude. He didn't want to be seen by He Liping, who glared at him and asked with a serious expression, "What is your name? What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Xia Jian hurriedly pursed his lips and lowered his head. He was already trying to suck up to this former subordinate of Zheng Tulu; how could he dare to talk back?

Just then, Ma Debang came out from inside, holding a large cardboard box containing his personal belongings, looking dejected. He lowered his head and walked toward the stairs in frustration, not even looking at the others. Xia Jian gave Comrade Xiao Zhao a wink, secretly mocking Ma Debang.

He Liping stood at the door and said in a commanding tone, "From tomorrow on, this will be my office. You three, tidy up the hygiene here for me. Look at how messy it is; what does it look like?"

"Alright." Zhao Desan nodded with a fawning smile and was the first to rush in, picking up a broom to start sweeping the trash on the floor. Faced with such a sensible Zhao Desan, He Liping's initial impression of him was actually quite good. She crossed her arms over her full chest and leaned against the door, looking like a woman in an ancient brothel soliciting customers, exuding a unique mature charm. Especially with her arms crossed over her chest, her already full and perky breasts appeared even larger, squeezing out a bottomless cleavage, connecting to the inverted triangle of fair skin under her black shirt with two buttons undone. This left Zhao Desan with no heart to sweep the floor. Like an old man drawing a beard, he waved the broom randomly while secretly observing He Liping with the corner of his eye. The graceful appearance of the "Madame Xu" made Zhao Desan like her even more. Human desire is endless. For this graceful and charming young lady Deputy Director, Zhao Desan already had a desire to conquer her. And because she was Zheng Tulu's former subordinate, perhaps maintaining some kind of shady special relationship with her, this made Zhao Desan even more determined to conquer her.

But before Zhao Desan could enjoy looking at her enough, Zheng Tulu suddenly came out of the office next door. He walked up and saw the three men from the Planning Division helping He Liping clean the office, so he said with a smile, "Liping, I was wondering what was so lively. So it turns out you called these three young men from the Planning Division to help you clean the office."

"Liping"? Damn! That's too intimate, right? If these two haven't had sex, I'll be damned. They're already calling each other that. "What a waste of a good cunt," Zhao Desan thought to himself.

Zheng Tulu saw the reaction of the three men after he called her "Liping" and realized that his address for He Liping was too intimate, so he said again, "Deputy Director He, has Old Ma left yet?"

"Just left." He Liping's attitude toward Zheng Tulu was clearly different from her attitude toward Zhao Desan and the others—she was smiling and especially gentle.

Zheng Tulu nodded and said with a chuckle, "Go, Deputy Director He, come with me to the office. I have some work matters to explain to you."

He Liping smiled knowingly, said "Mm," and turned to order Zhao Desan in a commanding tone, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you and the other two help me clean the office thoroughly. I'll come to check later. Also, this sofa is burnt in one spot. See if you can find a way to help me change it."

When it came to the sofa, Zheng Tulu turned his head and commanded, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, after you, Xiao Xia, and Comrade Xiao Zhao finish cleaning, carry this sofa to the warehouse in the old building. There are new sofas in there. Carry one up. Ask Han Rui for the key and say I arranged it."

Zhao Desan nodded respectfully with a fawning smile, "Alright, alright."

"Deputy Director He, go, come with me to the office. I'll explain some work issues to you." Zheng Tulu had just said the word "Li" when he immediately realized he couldn't be too intimate with He Liping in front of others, so he immediately changed his address to "Deputy Director He." ===== CHAPTER 1171 =====