Chapter 1266: This guy actually got a promotion

Damn! Am I really that wicked? Seeing Zheng Ru retreating in fear, Zhao Desan widened his eyes, feeling it was a bit unbelievable, and said: "What are you retreating for? Can I eat you? I have something to ask you."

"If you have something to ask, then ask. Don't get so close to me, I'm not used to it," Zheng Ru said, finding an excuse.

"Fine, then I won't beat around the bush and will get straight to the point." Zhao Desan restrained the wicked smile on his face and became serious. "Zheng Ru, you are about to be promoted to Deputy Division Chief, did you know that?"

"I... I don't know." Zheng Ru looked at him with feigned confusion. "Your news is quite well-informed; where did you hear that hearsay?" Zheng Ru pretended to know nothing about it, when in fact, Zheng Tulu had already told her at home last night that she would soon be promoted to Deputy Division Chief of the Planning Division, enjoying a private office and overseeing the development planning and construction work of the Baxin District in Xijing City.

"You really don't know?" Zhao Desan asked with a ghostly smile. "Then let me tell you, barring any accidents, you will officially become my leader tomorrow. Starting tomorrow, I'll have to call you Deputy Division Chief Zheng. Though, I have to say, this title is quite a mouthful, being both 'Chief' and 'Deputy'."

"Who... who told you that?" Although Zheng Ru knew she was about to be promoted to Deputy Division Chief of the Planning Division, she didn't know exactly when the Personnel Department would issue the appointment document. This news had also been told to Zhao Desan by He Liping; Zheng Tulu had also guessed the news while accompanying Director Zhu for lunch at noon. At this moment, he was entangled naked with He Liping on the large bed in a suite at the Prince Hotel, using the strength of a Viagra pill to fully exert his masculine prowess on He Liping's plump yet graceful jade body.

"Zheng Ru, don't forget, it's not just you who has connections; I have them too. It's just that this time I was unlucky and didn't seize the opportunity." Zhao Desan's tone was very flat, but his words still carried the injustice in his heart. He had always been the one to scheme against others, but this time he had been schemed against by Zheng Tulu. Zhao Desan had not yet swallowed this resentment.

"You... why are you telling me this? If you're dissatisfied, you can go tell the leaders!" Zheng Ru pursed her lips, rolled her eyes at him, and turned to walk directly toward the office.

Putting on airs for me! Just you wait! Zhao Desan stared fixedly at Zheng Ru's graceful body swaying as she walked and said to himself, then spat fiercely on the ground. He suddenly felt his temper rising; if he didn't vent, he really couldn't hold it in. So, he took out his phone from his pocket, but when he prepared to call He Liping, he thought it wasn't a good idea. That woman hadn't returned after going out with Zheng Tulu, and he didn't know where she was having fun now. He was afraid that calling her directly would expose the relationship between He Liping and himself to Zheng Tulu, so he decided to send a message first to see if it was convenient for her.

"Sister He, I don't know why, but my mind is full of you, and I urgently want to see you." Zhao Desan's technique for dealing with women was masterful; knowing that women liked to hear sweet words, he sent such an ambiguous message to He Liping.

After sending the message, Zhao Desan leaned against the wall and waited for a long while with his phone. He didn't receive a message from He Liping, knowing she must not be in a position to reply, so he dismissed the thought of doing that with her. He got up and walked directly toward the office area, but his destination was not the Planning Division office, but Lan Mei's office.

With a feeling of extreme desire, he arrived at the door of Lan Mei's office. Zhao Desan hesitated for a moment, then knocked on her office door.

"Please come in." Lan Mei, who was working hard at her desk in the office, replied without hesitation.

Zhao Desan pushed the door open lightly and went in. Seeing that Lan Mei hadn't noticed he had entered, he silently locked the office door from the inside and crept behind her, only to see she was busy reviewing a planning proposal. Zhao Desan acted mischievously and suddenly covered her eyes from behind.

"Who is it?" Lan Mei put down the pen in her hand and pulled at his hands, asking. Zhao Desan just chuckled and didn't speak.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, let go quickly." Soon, Lan Mei guessed it was Zhao Desan, because no one else who came to her office had the guts to play this kind of game with her.

"Division Chief Lan, you are so smart." Zhao Desan said, releasing her eyes, and leaned over the back of her chair. Lan Mei turned her head, and their faces were suddenly inches apart. The moment their gazes met, Lan Mei immediately felt a layer of something that could not be described as either chill or burning heat rise on her face. She always felt her heart skip a beat, and an inexplicable sense of unease arose.

"What are you here for?" Seeing it was Zhao Desan, Lan Mei didn't show any special enthusiasm. She gave him a strange look, turned her head, and continued looking at the documents on the table, asking.

"What's wrong? Division Chief Lan, don't you welcome me?" Zhao Desan leaned his mouth close to her fair earlobe and asked gently, his two hands gripping the back of the chair, moving restlessly, wanting to touch Lan Mei's fragrant shoulders.

Zhao Desan's mouth was too close to Lan Mei's ear. His gentle tone, accompanied by hot breath, blew lightly on her earlobe, suddenly causing an itchy sensation that made Lan Mei feel a bit uncomfortable. She shivered slightly, and the unease in her heart intensified. She couldn't describe the feeling, but whenever he approached her, Lan Mei's heartbeat would involuntarily accelerate. "You... if you have something to say, say it. If not, then... go back to your office and work." Fearing she wouldn't be able to control herself, Lan Mei took a deep breath, stood up, and looked at Liu Haihu with feigned composure.

Zhao Desan stood up with her, smiling wickedly, and answered irrelevantly: "Division Chief Lan, I miss you so much I can't stand it. Let me hug you."

"Don't, are you afraid people don't know about our relationship?" Lan Mei arched her willow eyebrows and said sternly, "If you have nothing to do, go back to work obediently!"

"I won't!" Zhao Desan looked at the righteous Lan Mei, which further stimulated his desire to show his masculine charm.

"Why are you like this? If you don't go out, I will. You can stay here by yourself!" Lan Mei rolled her eyes at him. It seemed she was determined not to mess around with him in the office, so she pushed aside her chair and prepared to leave.

In a moment of urgency, Zhao Desan immediately grabbed Lan Mei's fragrant shoulders with both hands, pulling her back hard. Then, looking into her eyes, he found that Lan Mei's gaze was somewhat evasive and flirtatious, which immediately overturned his previous thoughts, confirming that she also had a hungry need.

As soon as Zhao Desan grabbed her shoulders, Lan Mei stopped talking. Her face began to flush with warmth, and her eyes revealed nothing but that look of desire. Zhao Desan no longer cared which woman he was holding; he had a strong emotion he couldn't control, as if he had reached the point where he had to vent.

Zhao Desan looked at Lan Mei, who was also somewhat restless, with fire in his eyes. He swallowed, hugged her tightly, and couldn't wait to lower his head and press his mouth to her neck when Lan Mei pushed his head away, reminding him in a panic: "The door, the office door isn't closed yet."

"I've already locked it." Zhao Desan stopped and looked at her with a ghostly smile.

Just as Zhao Desan was smiling, Lan Mei seemed to be like that night in Hainan when she had eaten an aphrodisiac; she immediately went crazy. She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Zhao Desan's neck, her breathing becoming so rapid she couldn't control it. Her eyes were like electric sparks, glowing with fire, and she tilted her head back, taking the initiative to press her mouth against Zhao Desan's and suck.

Zhao Desan looked at Lan Mei's unexpected hunger and suddenly felt very uncomfortable. Although he liked this stubborn and strong-willed woman in his heart, he didn't like seeing women being too proactive. He liked to be the dominant one, using his masculine prowess to possess this chaste and fiery, stunningly beautiful young lady. But the current situation didn't allow him to hesitate; the intense desire Lan Mei unexpectedly displayed had reached a critical moment.

Although it wasn't the first time for Zhao Desan and Lan Mei, he knew clearly that every time he did that with her, she gave him a refreshing feeling. That freshness naturally manifested in her every gesture. Since the raging fire had already been ignited, it had to be vented; otherwise, the discomfort caused by the fire of desire would lead to bad consequences, even the dangerous situation of being unable to perform that he had experienced with Su Qing that night.

Zhao Desan was being hungrily teased by Lan Mei's tongue in his mouth. Looking at the two raging flames burning in her beautiful eyes, that look of desire made his blood boil, as if his body were about to explode. Perhaps because Lan Mei's performance was too hungry, or perhaps because his own feelings were too intense, Zhao Desan was momentarily stunned. Lan Mei was already impatient. After sucking on Zhao Desan's mouth for a while, she anxiously begged: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, if we're going to do it, do it quickly. It won't be good if someone comes."

Zhao Desan knew that at this moment, for two people in extreme desire, they were like each other's firefighters, both having a selfless spirit of wanting to save the other. Zhao Desan felt he had to summon the courage of a man to extinguish Lan Mei's fire of desire. What surprised Zhao Desan even more was that while he was imagining this, Lan Mei had already taken the initiative to unbutton her upper garment, revealing her graceful figure. This figure was truly perfect—curvaceous where it should be, slim where it should be, with clear lines and dazzling beauty. ===== CHAPTER 1267 =====