Chapter 1207

He Liping knew that since Ma Debang was slandering Old Zheng in private, she, as the person who replaced his position, certainly couldn't escape the blame, so she asked somewhat nervously, "Old Zheng, did he say anything about me?"

Old Zheng said, "He didn't say anything about you, he just made me smell really bad! It made people from other units think that I don't do anything in the unit all day long and just seek pleasure."

"Then why don't you seek pleasure now?" He Liping patted his thigh and smiled charmingly. After being teased by Zhao Desan just now, the 35-year-old He Liping was already soaked down there, and that wet feeling was unbearable, as if only a man could stop it.

Old Zheng turned his head and smiled wickedly, "Liping, do you want it?"

"I just see that you're in a bad mood, Old Zheng, and want to make you happy." He Liping said, reaching out to undo his belt.

"Liping, it seems you understand me best." Old Zheng smiled wickedly, "I'm indeed a bit hot-tempered right now and need to cool down." As he spoke, he leaned back on the sofa. He saw He Liping knowingly undo his belt, pull down his pants, take out his weapon, glance at him with a teasing look, slowly bend down, lean over, support the weapon with one hand, brush her long hair with the other, slightly open her mouth, and gently take it in, beginning to work tirelessly...

From the conversation between the two in the office, Zhao Desan concluded that they definitely wouldn't be doing anything good inside, especially now that there wasn't even any talking, only the faint sound of "smack, smack." Damn! I stirred up your sexual desire, and you go and "smack" for Old Zheng.

Zhao Desan pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the movement inside. The "smack, smack" sound lasted for a full ten minutes. After a while, He Liping's intoxicated "uh" sound came. Zhao Desan felt an indescribable irritability. It felt so unfair. He had used all his strength to almost take He Liping down in the office, only to be beaten to it by this old fox, Old Zheng. Damn it, he had the worst luck in eight lifetimes!

Listening to the "slap, slap" sound coming from He Liping's office, Zhao Desan felt the blood in his whole body accelerating. The direct effect of this peeping was to make his heart, which had just calmed down, restless again, and even his weapon was a bit restless.

After a while, footsteps coming down from upstairs disturbed Zhao Desan, who was eavesdropping on others' good deeds. He ran downstairs and returned to the office.

After having sex with He Liping in her office, Old Zheng smoked a cigarette contentedly and said to He Liping with some sorrow, "Liping, you say that people in the unit are questioning my character now. How can I eliminate these voices?"

He Liping thought for a while and said, "Old Zheng, since Ma Debang says you prioritize beauty over talent, then you should consider male comrades more when promoting people."

Old Zheng thought carefully. What He Liping said was also right. Rumors should be eliminated from where they originated. "Liping, what you say makes sense, but the unit doesn't have any plans for promotion for the time being."

"Aren't you going to promote a deputy division chief?" He Liping said casually.

Old Zheng immediately said, "I've reserved this deputy division chief position for Ruru. This absolutely cannot consider others. This position was decided by the province after consideration, how can it be given to others?"

He Liping had already learned from Zhao Desan about the relationship between Old Zheng and Lan Mei, and coupled with the vivid rumors about Old Zheng's romantic affairs in the unit, He Liping said with a double entendre, "Then you must pay attention to your words and deeds in the future, Old Zheng, and don't get involved with women, so as not to let people believe Ma Debang's words."

"Liping, you seem to believe Ma Debang's words by saying that?" Old Zheng turned his head and looked at her with a strange look.

He Liping blinked her crystalline eyes and smiled, "It's not that I believe his words, I'm just giving you a reminder, Old Zheng. You are a unit leader, you have many social engagements all day long, and you come into contact with many people. You must be cold to women and not too enthusiastic, so as not to let others misunderstand. Look at you, whether you see Director Lan or other female leaders, you are always enthusiastic. Others will definitely gossip if they see it."

Old Zheng took her advice, gently lifted her chin, and said with a smile, "Liping, I will only be enthusiastic to you alone in the future. Is that okay now?"

He Liping gently punched him, looked at him charmingly, and said with a thousand styles, "You must keep your word, Old Zheng."

Old Zheng patted his chest and said firmly, "Absolutely keep my word."

"That's good." He Liping held his arm, but a strange look flashed in her teasing eyes.

Old Zheng gently patted her fragrant shoulder, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and said, "By the way, Liping, Deputy Minister Li invited us to play mahjong this afternoon, you come with me."

"Hmm." He Liping nodded.

Zhao Desan sat in the Planning Division office, thinking about his own affairs. He felt he should also be considered a lucky person! Although his official career couldn't be considered smooth, he could always get to know some powerful women who were particularly helpful to his future and destiny, and even more fortunately, he could always conquer these women one by one with his masculine charm. Isn't that right? Just yesterday, he had sex with He Liping in the warehouse, and today she gave him 50,000 yuan, half of the illicit money she had shared with him. This unexpected gain made Zhao Desan feel great comfort. His pockets were full of money, and sitting in the office made Zhao Desan feel a bit nervous, afraid that if he moved, the money would fall out in stacks. He sat motionless until get off work, didn't even go to the unit cafeteria for lunch, and went directly to the bank near the unit. Standing at the bank entrance, he called Zhao Xue, considering Zhao Xue's current family situation, and prepared to use this 50,000 yuan to help her. Because after reuniting with Zhao Xue, who was working in a nightclub to earn money for her mother's medical treatment, Zhao Desan told himself in his heart that even if his own life could be shabby, he absolutely could not be stingy with Zhao Xue. When Zhao Xue and her mother returned to Yuyang, Zhao Desan stuffed all the 20,000 yuan he had on him to her. Today, holding this unexpected gain of 50,000 yuan, he didn't have the courage to spend it himself, so he just considered it a good deed.

Standing under the bright sunshine at the bank entrance, Zhao Desan dialed Zhao Xue's number. It rang for a long time before the call was connected. He asked somewhat anxiously, "Xiao Xue, why did you just answer?"

"I was cooking, I didn't hear it. Have you eaten?" A familiar voice came from the mobile phone, making Zhao Desan feel a burst of heartache. Alas, for the sake of his official career, he was now living under someone else's roof at Su Qing's house. Every day before going home after work, he had to add some sensitive phone numbers to the blacklist. He didn't know how long it had been since he contacted Zhao Xue. Her gentle and sweet voice made him feel very uncomfortable.

"I've eaten. Xiao Xue, give me your card number, I'll send you some money. You and Auntie need money at home, don't be short of funds." Zhao Desan calmed his mood and went straight to the point.

"Ah? You... keep it for yourself, I don't need it for now." Zhao Xue felt somewhat surprised because, for her, Zhao Desan was not engaged to her now, and they had no name or status. She felt very sorry to always use his money.

"Where would you get money? You and Auntie need to eat and drink, everything needs expenses. Give me your card number quickly, I'm at the bank entrance now." Zhao Desan insisted. Perhaps he was a big lecher, but he was definitely a man with a kind heart. When he was at the Yuyang Coal Bureau, he learned about the family situation of the cleaner Bai Ling, withstood the pressure to keep her working, stuffed money to her every few days, and would throw fifty or one hundred to beggars on the road.

"I'm doing promotions in a shopping mall now, I have a job, I really don't need it." Zhao Xue insisted on not taking his money anymore.

"Promotions only pay more than a thousand yuan a month, how can that be enough for you and Auntie's expenses? Give me your card number quickly, be good." Zhao Desan coaxed.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Zhao Xue's voice came again. This time her voice sounded somewhat sad and lost, saying, "My mom said... said we have no name or status now... we can't always use your money."

This... Zhao Desan felt a bit at a loss for words for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't want to live with Zhao Xue, but he was now at the beginning stage of his career. If he wanted to have great achievements in his official career, he couldn't leave Su Qing, the big figure he relied on now. As the saying goes, "Good winds rely on strength to rise to the clouds." If he left Su Qing and these women who were crucial to his official career development, he would never have a day of success with his own personal strength. In order to hold great power one day, he could only put his romantic feelings aside for the time being. "Xiao Xue, I... I don't want to drag you along, but I'm at the beginning stage of my career now, and I want to prioritize my career first. If possible, you can wait for me for a few years, and I will definitely marry you then." Zhao Desan made a promise to Zhao Xue with a heavy heart.