Chapter 1216

"Then what if I am not willing?" He Liping sneered and asked back. Although Zhao Desan's performance in that matter did make her taste unprecedented stimulation, as his superior, as a dignified deputy director of the Provincial Construction Commission, she had only taken office for less than a week, and not only did she not burn the three fires, but she was also controlled by such a bottom-level small person. How could she have any face? Now she was controlled by this guy, what would happen in the future? So she tried not to recall the feeling of being drunk and dreaming in the warehouse that day.

The reason why Zhao Desan wanted to talk about "life" with her at night was not just for the purpose of talking about "life." Because he knew that when playing mahjong this afternoon, Old Zheng and Li Changping would inevitably talk about the changes in the organizational structure of the Construction Commission. Now he really wanted to know what the situation was with the deputy division chief. Su Jie didn't have any information here either. He was eager to go to a higher level, so he didn't have to endure the gossip of that bastard Xia Jian all day long. "If Sister He is not willing, then I have no way. But I know that Deputy Minister Li of the Organization Department has made an indelible contribution to Sister He being promoted to the Provincial Construction Commission as deputy director. And when promoting you, Sister He, Deputy Minister Li overstepped his authority and didn't even say anything to my cousin." Zhao Desan knew that if he wanted to tease her directly from the physiological needs, she would definitely not agree in order to maintain her status and status. So he brought out Su Qing to directly disintegrate her psychological defense line from the psychological aspect.

Zhao Desan's words were like an awl piercing He Liping's Achilles' heel. Coupled with the fact that Li Changping personally said when playing mahjong this afternoon that he took a great risk because of her promotion, and this Su Qing Minister Su was Zhao Desan's "cousin," this guy could know so many inside stories, which showed that his relationship with Minister Su was unusual. Thinking this way, He Liping was a bit worried that if she didn't agree to Zhao Desan tonight, he would poke a little in front of Minister Su, and her status would not be guaranteed. How could she strive for the position of the first head in the future? But she didn't want to be controlled by Zhao Desan. This made He Liping feel particularly entangled in her heart, not knowing what to do for a while, her brain was as messy as hemp, and she was silent.

Hearing that He Liping didn't speak, Zhao Desan guessed that she must be hesitant, struggling between dignity and shame, so he pursued the victory, "Sister He, you don't need to consider much. I'm just a bit bored alone tonight, I want to find you to chat well, talk about life, do you need to consider for so long?"

He Liping's thoughts were collected, and she feigned calmness and "hummed" with a smile, "You stinky kid, you still use your cousin to pressure me. Do you think your Sister He is scared?" He Liping was still maintaining her little dignity.

Zhao Desan knew that her psychological defense line had disintegrated, but she was just embarrassed to agree to him directly, so he chuckled, "Sister He, how could I use my cousin to pressure you? I want to use myself to pressure you."

"You stinky kid, too indecent!" He Liping scolded coquettishly.

Zhao Desan heard that her attitude had changed significantly, so he chuckled, "Sister He, see you at Mingzhu Hotel in a while."

He Liping actually agreed in her heart, but said, "Who said I agreed to see you?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhao Desan didn't give her room to maneuver and hung up the phone directly. Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, He Liping leaned on the seat and thought for a while. Although she forced herself not to think much from the moment she received his call, the things in the warehouse that day always appeared in her mind. Thinking of the feeling of being intoxicated that Zhao Desan brought her in the warehouse that day, her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and her whole body seemed to be hot uncontrollably, and even a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on her forehead. He Liping was simply extremely contradictory in her heart. Reason and desire struggled fiercely for a while, and she picked up her mobile phone and dialed her husband's phone.

"Husband, you sleep early tonight. I will accompany the provincial leaders to sing tonight, and I may come back very late." As soon as the phone was connected, He Liping forced herself to calm her emotions and said gently.

He Liping was in officialdom, and it was a fact that there were many social engagements. The man was used to it and said on the phone, "Then fine, don't drink too much alcohol, try to come back early."

"I know, you sleep early." He Liping said gently.

The man said, "I know, then fine, you hurry up and accompany the leaders."

After finishing the call with her husband and asking for leave, He Liping took the mobile phone from her ear, leaned on the seat, and sent a message to Zhao Desan, asking him which room he was in at Mingzhu Hotel.

When Zhao Desan received He Liping's message, he had just gotten off the taxi and hadn't walked into the Mingzhu Hotel yet. After reading the message, it was indeed as he expected. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He ignored this message, put away his mobile phone, walked directly into the Mingzhu Hotel, opened a room, and after entering the elevator, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to He Liping to tell her the room number.

As soon as he entered the room, in order to preheat for the battle in a while, Zhao Desan stripped naked in three or two strokes, took a hot shower in the bathroom, lowered his head to look at his weapon that was proud of other men, smiled triumphantly, pulled a bath towel from the shelf, wrapped his lower body, wiped the water on his hair and came out of the bathroom, leaned on the head of the bed and lit a cigarette, waiting leisurely for Deputy Director He Liping to deliver the goods to the door.

During the time waiting for He Liping, Zhao Desan's thoughts unknowingly returned to four years ago. When he first stepped into the agency unit at the age of 23, because of his curiosity, he secretly photographed the spring scenery in the lounge of Deputy Director Wang Anguo, and since then he embarked on a road of plundering beauty that even he couldn't extricate himself from. As the saying goes, "Red face is a disaster," but Zhao Desan carefully recalled his four years of agency road, but felt that he seemed to be the exact opposite. Not only did he use all kinds of beauties, but it was precisely with the all-out help and selfless dedication of these beauties that he walked out of a world in the Coal Bureau and was promoted by Zhang Ailing to the youngest section chief in the history of the Placement Section in just one year. Secretary Li Shanshan, Finance Department cashier Wen Qian, Comprehensive Office clerk Zhang Xiaoyan, warehouse handyman Zhang Aiai, and temporary cleaner Bai Ling, thinking of these women he had experienced, none of them made him feel moved when he recalled them. The reason why he could be so open in Yuyang City was on the one hand that he catered to others and climbed up to Zhang Ailing, that middle-aged mature woman, and on the other hand, he was unexpectedly appreciated by former Vice Mayor Yu Yinliang. With the passage of time, thinking of this, Zhao Desan couldn't help but sigh. It was all because he had some power in his hands at that time, felt that he could play everyone in the Coal Bureau in the palm of his hand, was too carried away, too floating, and finally brought pressure from all sides, ending his official career in the position of section chief of the Placement Section. Knowing that he couldn't stay in the position of section chief of the Placement Section for long, Zhang Ailing and Wang Anguo were looking for trouble all day long. In order to leave decently, he still chose to resign. And just when his official career was down and out, he met his current backer Su Qing and entered the Provincial Construction Commission with a more complex political ecology. It is said that the sea is wide for fish to jump, and the sky is high for birds to fly, but Zhao Desan entered the Provincial Construction Commission with more prospects, but the complex political ecology and various interpersonal relationships made him feel a bit difficult. At the beginning, in the Yuyang City Coal Bureau, he was promoted directly to the section chief of the Placement Section in just one year. Now that he has been in the Provincial Construction Commission for more than half a year, he is still fighting at the bottom position, and facing extremely fierce competition, a deputy division chief position is secretly fought for by the small people at the bottom. It is really not easy. Thinking of his current life, Zhao Desan couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, don't think about it, get drunk when you have wine today. Anyway, it's useless for him to be anxious now. With Su Jie paying attention on it, this opportunity to promote to deputy division chief is a sure thing for him, but he is just too impatient, eager to sit in the position of deputy division chief and enjoy the eyes of everyone's admiration and flattering words.

When the second cigarette was more than half smoked, someone knocked on the room door. Zhao Desan extinguished the cigarette butt, got up and walked up with a wicked smile to open the cat's eye and look out, and saw that the beloved Deputy Director He Liping was standing at the door, looking around anxiously.

Zhao Desan opened the door, stood in front of her with his bare upper body, stared at her with malicious eyes, smiled wickedly, and said, "Sister He, you are here."

He Liping looked him up and down, only to see that he was wrapped in a snow-white bath towel below the waist, and all other parts were exposed. Don't say, the strong muscles presented a sculptural beauty, looking very strong. That day in the warehouse, he only took the weapon out of the zipper, and He Liping didn't see his body at all. Looking at this, there was a slight tremor and desire in her heart. This tendon meat, this bronze skin, was really standing in front of her like a sculpture, with distinct cheeks, a high nose bridge, broad shoulders, and solid chest muscles, which made He Liping like it from the bottom of her heart. If it weren't for the slight wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and he just said a word, she would really have regarded him as a sculpture.

"Why? Sister He doesn't recognize me?" Zhao Desan lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, asking somewhat triumphantly.

"Even if you turn into ashes, your Sister He will recognize you!" He Liping raised her eyebrows, glared at him bewitchingly, lifted him and walked into the house, and sat down by the bed without being invited.

Zhao Desan chuckled, closed the door, turned around and walked toward her with a lecherous smile, sat down tightly next to her, put one hand on her shoulder without a care, and said wickedly, "Sister He, why do you look unhappy? Did you lose money because of bad luck this afternoon?"

He Liping turned her face and rolled her eyes at him, scolding, "Stinky kid, you know the answer and ask, playing mahjong with Deputy Minister Li, who dares to win money!"

Zhao Desan gently hugged her shoulder and said, "You should also send some money to Deputy Minister Li. If it weren't for Deputy Minister Li overstepping his authority to promote you, how could I have the opportunity to know Sister He."

In order to maintain the dignity of her leader, He Liping pushed his hand away from her shoulder, rolled her eyes at him and said, "So what if you know me!"

"What do you say?" Zhao Desan smiled devilishly and hugged her again without being discouraged.