Chapter 1190

However, for the sake of safety, Zhao Desan still planned to secretly observe whether Deputy Director He and Zheng Tulu had any unusual reactions after work. So, after work, when others were packing their things and preparing to leave, he deliberately dawdled while organizing the documents and materials on his desk. It wasn't until they left that he slipped out of the office, stood at one end of the corridor, and looked at the exit on the first floor of the office building, waiting for He Liping to come out.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, everyone in the unit had left, but He Liping still hadn't come out. Just as Zhao Desan thought she might have left before he finished work and was preparing to go back to the office to pack his things and leave, he turned around and saw a Jiefang truck and a Dongfeng pickup truck drive into the Construction Committee one after another. This made Zhao Desan a bit curious, so he turned around again and looked out from the windowsill. He saw a fat man get out of the pickup truck, holding a bulging black leather bag under his arm. While taking out his phone, he looked up at the building and said into the phone with a smile, "Hey, Director Zheng, I'm here... at the bottom of your Construction Committee office building... Yes... come to your office, right? Alright..."

This boss-like man finished his call, tucked the leather bag under his arm, and walked into the office building. He soon flashed past the second floor and went straight up to the third floor.

Zhao Desan wondered what Zheng Tulu was up to again. Out of curiosity, he also followed quietly. He walked lightly to the door of Zheng Tulu's office and heard Zheng Tulu's laughter from inside: "Boss Qiang, you're quite punctual."

"I was ready to come over as soon as I received your call, Director Zheng, but you said it would affect your unit's work during office hours, so I listened to your arrangement. As soon as it hit six o'clock and you got off work, I hurried over." A man said.

"Boss Qiang, these goods aren't needed, so you should pack them back up. We'll cooperate again next time." Zheng Tulu said with a smile.

"Haha, alright. Next time you need any office supplies, Director Zheng, just call me, and I'll bring them over. As for the price, we can talk." The man said.

"Then what about the ones we're returning this time?" He Liping's voice came through.

She's also in Zheng Tulu's office? So she didn't go back. Zhao Desan thought.

"This is definitely according to what Director Zheng said. We'll refund the money at the original purchase price. The money is all here." This boss named Qiang took the bulging leather bag from under his arm, pulled out twenty stacks of hundred-yuan bills one by one, placed them on the coffee table, and continued with a smile, "Director Zheng, please count them."

Zheng Tulu didn't move, just estimated with his eyes and asked with a smile, "Boss Qiang, isn't it nineteen thousand? Why is there an extra ten thousand?"

The fat man named Qiang smiled and said, "Just making it a round number. Next time your unit needs to purchase anything, Director Zheng, just give me a call. I definitely won't let your unit suffer when it comes to the price."

"Alright, alright. Then, Boss Qiang, happy cooperation." Zheng Tulu smiled and shook hands with Boss Qiang.

After shaking hands, Boss Qiang said with a fawning smile, "Then, Director Zheng, shall we go load the goods?"

"Oh, right, right." Zheng Tulu said with a sudden realization, "Let's go, I'll take you to the warehouse. Liping, you wait for me here for a while." Zheng Tulu asked He Liping to wait for him in the office for a while so they could split the loot.

Hearing footsteps walking toward the door, Zhao Desan immediately slipped into the restroom to hide. After a while, he saw Zheng Tulu and the fat man named Qiang walk past the restroom door through the gap in the partition. After hiding in the restroom for about ten minutes, Zhao Desan sneaked downstairs and returned to his office.

That old thing Zheng Tulu is really fast. He got rid of Ma Debang and then sat back to reap the benefits. He's really fucking cunning! Zhao Desan thought. Judging from the situation he overheard, He Liping shouldn't have told Zheng Tulu about what happened in the warehouse today. The heavy stone in Zhao Desan's heart finally fell, but it hadn't completely hit the bottom. To confirm, he planned to test He Liping's reaction, so he took out his phone and sent a message: Sister He, you're really fast. You only went to the warehouse to check the goods at noon, and you've already got the money in your hands by now!

He Liping was sitting on the sofa at Zheng Tulu's desk, casually picking up a stack of banknotes from the coffee table and counting them. The phone on the coffee table beeped, reminding her of a message. He Liping didn't pay attention until she finished counting one stack of "Chairman Mao" and confirmed that the count of one hundred bills was correct. A satisfied smile appeared on her face. For He Liping, receiving an unexpected windfall of tens of thousands on her first day of official promotion was like a pie falling from the sky; she couldn't be happier. She smiled to herself, picked up the phone from the coffee table, unlocked it, and saw the message from Zhao Desan. She furrowed her willow brows slightly, wondering what that kid was up to again, and opened the message. After reading it, He Liping thought Zhao Desan was watching their every move from some corner, so she nervously got up, walked over, and opened the door to look outside. Who knew that just as the door opened, Zheng Tulu came up.

Seeing someone standing at the door suddenly, He Liping was so frightened that she screamed "Ah!" in terror.

"Liping, what's wrong with you?" Seeing He Liping's unexpected reaction, Zheng Tulu raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.

He Liping calmed down and saw it was Zheng Tulu, so she calmed her mood and smiled faintly, "No... nothing."

"I thought something happened." Zheng Tulu said as he walked in, casually locking the door from the inside. He glanced at the two hundred thousand on the coffee table, walked straight over, sat down on the sofa, picked up the money, weighed it, smiled with satisfaction, and turned to He Liping, who was walking over, saying, "Liping, look, it was really the right time for me to promote you to be by my side. On your first day of work, we already have extra income."

He Liping sat over close to him and said with a seductive smile, "Isn't it because you're capable, Old Zheng."

Zheng Tulu looked at her triumphantly and asked, "Where am I capable?"

"You're capable everywhere." He Liping said with a flirtatious smile.

Zheng Tulu smiled wickedly, patted He Liping's beautiful cheek lightly, and said, "Liping, following me will definitely not treat you badly." As he spoke, he took ten stacks of "Chairman Mao" and handed them to her, saying, "This is for you."

"Old Zheng, take more, I'll take less. Just give me fifty or sixty thousand. This is all your credit." He Liping had just arrived and didn't want Zheng Tulu to think she was too greedy, so she took the initiative to suggest taking less.