Chapter 1250: I am Lei Feng

To be honest, Zhao Desan, who had previously only been interested in mature young married women, was interacting with a loli-type beauty for the first time. He immediately developed a strong interest in this little beauty who looked like she came out of a manga, and he replied humorously with a smile, "Didn't I just tell you my name is Lei Feng?"

The little girl was immediately amused by his humorous and witty conversation, letting out a laugh like silver bells. Her eyes were particularly bright as she giggled, "Brother, you're lying. Your name definitely isn't Lei Feng. Just tell me."

Seeing that the little girl really wanted to know his name, Zhao Desan stopped teasing her and said with a smile, "My name is Zhao Desan."

"Brother Liu, my name is Du Xiaochan. You can just call me Xiao Chan." The female student called him Brother Liu affectionately and then introduced herself.

Ouch, Zhao Desan's teeth felt sour hearing her call him so affectionately. He chuckled and said, "Got it, Xiao Chan. Alright, I have things to do, so watch your safety on the road." Anxious to get home, Zhao Desan didn't have much time to chat with Xiao Chan, so he turned and walked away as he spoke.

"Brother Liu, wait!" In her urgency, Du Xiaochan grabbed Zhao Desan's wrist.

Damn it! No way, right? Having his wrist grabbed by the loli he had just met, Zhao Desan's heart skipped a beat. He thought to himself, *Am I having another stroke of romantic luck today? * He turned his head, eyes slightly widened, looking at her in disbelief.

Du Xiaochan immediately realized her action was inappropriate, quickly let go of his wrist, retracted her hand, blushed slightly, and said in a shy, low voice, "Brother Liu, you helped me so much today, I'd like to treat you to a meal."

"Want to treat me to a meal?" Zhao Desan opened his mouth slightly, a surprised smile hanging on his face.

"Yeah, would Brother Liu be willing to do me the honor?" Du Xiaochan raised her adorable face, her two dark, bright eyes wide open.

This put Zhao Desan in a difficult spot. If Su Qing hadn't called earlier sounding inexplicably angry, he might have found an excuse to go back later, have a meal with this loli-type beauty, chat, and build some rapport—who knows, maybe he could even "take care of business" one day! But he was in a rush to go back and "report" to Su Qing. At the same time, looking at Du Xiaochan's youthful face and tall, slender figure, he felt an alternative sense of impulse and wanted to "get to know" her properly. Just as he was scratching his head in hesitation, his phone rang again. He took it out and saw it was Su Qing calling, so he quickly answered and explained, "Sister Su, I ran into an accident on the road. I'll be back immediately. I'll talk to you when I get back." Afraid that Sister Su would lecture him over the phone, he hung up immediately after speaking, leaving her no room to question him.

After finishing the call, Zhao Desan didn't mind at all as he reached out and patted Du Xiaochan's thin shoulder lightly, saying with a smile, "Xiao Chan, I have some things to attend to. Let's eat together next time you're free, how about that?"

Du Xiaochan looked at him with some disappointment, pursed her lips, nodded, and said, "Then Brother Liu, give... give me your phone number. When you're free, I'll call you to treat you to a meal."

Zhao Desan thought about it and felt that wasn't appropriate, so he said, "Xiao Chan, it's better if you give me your number. I'll call you when I have time."

Du Xiaochan nodded obediently and recited her phone number to Zhao Desan. Zhao Desan saved it and said, "Alright, I'm leaving now. You should hurry off too. It's dark, and it's not safe for a girl alone."

Du Xiaochan nodded, waved her hand with an adorable look, and said, "Goodbye, Brother Liu."

"Goodbye, Xiao Chan." As he turned and left, a feeling of a hero returning in triumph rose in Zhao Desan's heart. For a moment, he seemed to forget the pain of losing the opportunity to be promoted to deputy section chief.

Back home, as soon as he opened the door and entered, before he even saw Su Qing, Zhao Desan began to boast about his glorious heroic deeds of catching a thief on the road. Su Qing was not interested in this at all. She looked back at him indifferently and said in a commanding tone, "Go eat first. Come over after you're done; I have something to ask you!"

"Oh." Faced with Su Qing's sudden stern attitude, Zhao Desan didn't have the courage to talk back, just like a child. In front of Su Qing, even Zhao Desan didn't know why he felt nervous whenever her expression changed slightly. As a master of protecting flowers, he had many women in the palm of his hand. Although Su Qing hadn't escaped his clutches either, up to now, perhaps because Su Qing held too much power, or perhaps because he was staying at her house, Zhao Desan always felt a sense of fear toward her. He obediently walked to the dining room to eat, but kept stealing glances at Su Qing. Seeing her sitting on the sofa in the living room, expressionless and silent, Zhao Desan really couldn't figure out what he had done to provoke her. How did she seem to have changed after one trip to Beijing?

Having already been filled with anger by Zheng Tulu today, and now not knowing what was wrong with Sister Su, Zhao Desan had no appetite to eat. He shoveled a few bites, walked over, and deliberately sat down next to Su Qing, appearing very relaxed, and said with a light laugh, "Sister Su, I'm done." The implication was that he was waiting for Su Qing to question him.

Su Qing turned her face, furrowed her brows slightly, pulled a long face, and stared intently at his eyes with an unusual gaze. She asked in an extremely serious tone, "What exactly are you trying to do? If I had known, I wouldn't have stuck my neck out for you. You've caused me so much trouble!"

Su Qing's words left Zhao Desan completely confused. He rubbed his head, frowned, blinked his eyes, and asked with full suspicion, "Sister Su, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"

"You know the Personnel Department sent a notice to your unit, right? What did you say to that Zheng fellow? You said you wanted to make a name for yourself as soon as possible and that there was this opportunity, so you asked me to help you talk to Zheng. But why did you tell Zheng today that you didn't want to be promoted so quickly, that you were afraid the people in the unit wouldn't be satisfied and would gossip? You've made a simple matter so complicated!" Su Qing said all at once, glaring at him angrily.

Only then did Zhao Desan suddenly realize. He gritted his back teeth in anger, bowed his head slightly, and muttered to himself, "That old Zheng! He's too damn cunning!"

"What did you say?" Su Qing was in the middle of her anger. Seeing him bowing his head and muttering something, she frowned and asked seriously.

"Oh, nothing." Zhao Desan was truly depressed. He had been stabbed in the back by Zheng Tulu, yet he couldn't let anyone see the wound. He was indescribably furious, yet he had to pretend as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Zhao Desan's mood suddenly drop, Su Qing thought her tone was too harsh and her attitude too serious, so she softened her tone and asked, "Desan, tell Sister, why don't you want to be promoted anymore?"

"Didn't our Director Zheng tell you?" Zhao Desan asked in return.

"Is it because you're afraid of gossip? Afraid others won't be convinced?" Su Qing asked with a cold laugh.

"Yes!" Zhao Desan nodded affirmatively. He could never let Sister Su know the truth about this matter. If she knew he was having an affair with another woman, his life would probably be over, and he could forget about relying on her power and status to rise to the top.

Su Qing shook her head in anger and said, "I really don't know what's going on in your head. One moment you're determined to fight for this opportunity, and if you don't get it, you won't give up. Now that the opportunity is here, you've actively retreated. I really don't know what's in your head!" Su Qing had never ridiculed him like this before, but this time, while she was attending a meeting in Beijing, she had been thinking about his affairs the whole time. As soon as she returned, she called Zheng Tulu, only for Zheng Tulu to tell her that Xiao Zhao was afraid of gossip and didn't want to fight for this opportunity.

Seeing that Sister Su was truly angry with him this time, Zhao Desan leaned toward her with a cheeky smile, grabbed her arm, and said with a wink, "Sister Su, don't be so angry. Getting angry causes wrinkles, you know."

"You! You're going to be the death of me!" Su Qing glared at him fiercely. Because she was too angry, her high chest heaved up and down. She shook off his arm, crossed her hands over her chest, and leaned against the sofa, looking furious.

"Sister Su, I'm sorry. It's just that I didn't think it through at first. Please don't be angry." Zhao Desan pulled her arm, shaking it, and winked.

Su Qing let him pull and shake her arm, rolled her eyes at him, and said unhappily, "You! Next time you want to do something, you'd better think it through clearly before telling me! If you're this indecisive, how the hell are you going to survive in a government unit!" ===== CHAPTER 1251 =====