Chapter 1191

Tens of thousands didn't mean much to Zheng Tulu. In order to win over this old lover and make her assist him obediently in the future, he still wanted to give her some sweetness first, making her feel that he wasn't stingy with her at all. So, he acted very generously, grabbing her hand with one hand and holding ten stacks of "Chairman Mao" with the other, patting them lightly on her hand, and saying with a smile, "Liping, what is our relationship? Why are you still declining? It's not about rewarding based on merit. As long as you follow me well, I, Old Zheng, will definitely not leave you short of any benefits in the future."

He Liping hesitated for a moment before saying with a seductive smile, "Then... since Old Zheng cares about me so much, I won't be polite." As she spoke, she took the money and stuffed it into her handbag.

Zheng Tulu stuffed the remaining one hundred thousand into his briefcase, crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and said triumphantly to He Liping, "That old thing Ma Debang must not have thought that his fruits of labor would be reaped and divided by the two of us. If he knew, he'd be pissed to death, haha..." As he spoke, he laughed uncontrollably.

"Ma Debang really doesn't know what's good for him. Daring to go against you, Old Zheng—isn't that just looking for death?" He Liping complimented.

Zheng Tulu had a cunning smile on his face and said, "That's why I pulled out Ma Debang, this thorn in my side! There are too many people who have ideas about his position, but why didn't I pull someone from below the unit and instead promoted you? Isn't it because you, Liping, are my old subordinate, reasonable, considerate, understand my heart, and things are more convenient to do? Kicking Ma Debang away means the entire Provincial Construction Committee will be ours in the future."

"Old Zheng, don't forget, there's still a Zhao Desan!" This was only her first day officially taking office, and He Liping already felt that Zhao Desan was not a simple character. He had actually forced himself on her with a tough attitude in the warehouse at noon, and it had left her unable to speak, with no temper at all.

Regarding He Liping's reminder, Zheng Tulu didn't take it to heart at all. He sneered indifferently and said, "Zhao Desan? He's just an inconspicuous little character! Wanting to fight with me? He's still too green! With his little tricks and crooked ideas, I don't put him in my eyes at all." Holding Zhao Desan's unspeakable handle in his hands, Zheng Tulu's tone also hardened, and he no longer put this opponent who gave him such a headache in his eyes.

But He Liping didn't think so. She had truly experienced Zhao Desan's "power" in the warehouse at noon today, and the message just now made her feel that Zhao Desan seemed to know everything about the shady things Zheng Tulu did in private. But since Zheng Tulu didn't put him in his eyes, she wouldn't say much. Anyway, their infighting had nothing to do with her, so why worry? Besides, maybe the final beneficiary of this struggle would be herself. If Zhao Desan could gain the upper hand and squeeze Zheng Tulu, the number one person, out, she would be too happy to be unhappy. Of course, He Liping currently only dared to think about it this way. She had just made a triple jump from the City Construction Committee to the Provincial Construction Committee to be the second-in-command. Wanting to sit in Zheng Tulu's position would be easier said than done. Besides, she knew how cunning Zheng Tulu's methods were.

After Zhao Desan sent the message to He Liping, he sat in the office smoking and staring at the phone on the table, waiting for her to reply, but he never received a reply. Zhao Desan guessed there were two reasons: first, she might be with Zheng Tulu now and it wasn't convenient to reply to his message, which meant she didn't want to report what happened in the warehouse at noon to Zheng Tulu. Second, she was afraid of him and didn't know how to reply to this message.