Chapter 1268

As soon as the future was mentioned, Zhao Desan thought of losing the opportunity to be promoted to Deputy Division Chief, and losing it so miserably, he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He gave a bitter laugh and said with a slightly self-deprecating tone: "What kind of future do I have!"

Lan Mei didn't think so. She grabbed his hand that was hanging from her shoulder, held it in her hand, raised her face, and gazed at him affectionately, saying gently: "Xiao Zhao, don't be discouraged. You are still young, and that man surnamed Zheng will retire soon. You have ability, and no matter under which leader you are, you will have opportunities. Gold will shine sooner or later."

Zhao Desan had just recovered from the pain of losing the promotion opportunity and didn't want to talk about this issue anymore; it was annoying to talk about it. He pushed Lan Mei's hand away and said: "Alright, Division Chief Lan, then I'm going out." Saying this, he turned and walked toward the door.

Lan Mei stood where she was and watched him open the door and walk out. She knew this had been a big psychological blow to Zhao Desan; otherwise, such a cheerful and lively person wouldn't have become so depressed when talking about these things. Lan Mei sat down slowly with a solemn expression. When she looked down, she realized her shirt buttons weren't fully fastened, with more than half of her bra exposed, which made her heart beat fast and her face flush. She quickly turned her back to the window, quickly tidied her top, brushed her messy long hair a few times, and then turned around.

After Zhao Desan returned to the office and sat down, he secretly glanced at Xia Jian not far away, only to see him still looking at the relevant regulations and systems for personnel appointments on the computer. Everything was proceeding according to Zhao Desan's planned plan, and a wicked smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth. If the official document appointing Zheng Ru as Deputy Division Chief was issued by the Personnel Department and then publicized within the unit, Xia Jian would have reason and evidence to post this black curtain of backroom personnel arrangements on the internet. At least he could see a glimmer of hope. As for the final result, no one knew. Even if the result couldn't be changed, Zheng Tulu and those people would certainly face a lot of pressure, and the higher-level departments would certainly not let them off easily.

Just as Zhao Desan was lost in thought with great fantasies about this matter, the office door was suddenly pushed open. Everyone thought it was Lan Mei coming for a routine inspection and supervision, so they all lowered their heads and worked diligently, pretending to be serious. Only Zhao Desan, because of his special relationship with her, was no longer afraid of her, so while pretending to work, he turned his head to look. He didn't know until he looked, and when he did, his eyes lit up. It turned out the person who came wasn't Division Chief Lan, but Zhao Da's wife, Zheng Jie. She stood at the door of the Planning Division office with a resentful face, preparing to say something. Zhao Desan suddenly turned his head back, and the moment their gazes met, Zhao Desan clearly felt a sense of being struck by an electric current. Zheng Jie, being looked at by such a handsome guy as Zhao Desan, couldn't help but feel a layer of chill on her face, and she unnaturally avoided his gaze, calling out to Zhao Da, who was sitting in the corner of the wall, somewhat timidly: "Zhao Da!"

Everyone heard that the voice wasn't Lan Mei's, so they relaxed and looked toward the door in unison. This time, in order not to let Xia Jian rush to show courtesy first, Zhao Desan immediately stood up with a "whoosh" and greeted her, saying enthusiastically: "Sister-in-law is here, Sister-in-law, come in and sit."

Zheng Jie had just met his eyes and had inadvertently learned of the masculine charm radiating from Zhao Desan. At this moment, she didn't even dare to look at him directly, avoiding his gaze. With a slightly nervous expression, she smiled faintly and said: "I won't sit. I have something to find Brother Zhao for."

When Zhao Da saw his wife coming to the unit to find him again, he stood up from the corner with a sad face and hurriedly walked up, pulling her sleeve and muttering in a low voice: "Jie, why are you here again? What are you here for?"

"I'm here to find you, I have something to say." Facing her husband, Zheng Jie appeared somewhat stubborn. She kept a straight face, glared at him, and looked displeased.

"What is it? Let's go out and talk." Zhao Da pulled her out of the office impatiently, stood in the corridor, looked at her impatiently, and said in a low voice: "What is it, say it."

"It's still about work. Have you told your leaders yet?" Zheng Jie looked at him with displeasure.

"Not... not yet." Hearing that it was this matter again, Zhao Da scratched his head. Seeing the office door open and Zhao Desan and the others paying attention to them, he was afraid of being laughed at, so Zhao Da closed the office door. However, this couldn't stop Zhao Desan's interest. Although he was sitting in the office, his heart was on every move outside, and he pricked up his ears to listen intently to the conversation between Zhao Da and Zheng Jie. From the first time he saw Zhao Da's sheltered, pampered wife, Zhao Desan had been attracted by the mature woman's aura she radiated—that ear-length bob, round face, exquisite and generous features, and a figure that was neither too tall nor too short, plump but not lacking graceful curves. No man would not be moved by a young lady with such a figure and appearance, let alone Zhao Desan.

Hearing that Zhao Da didn't take what she said seriously at all, Zheng Jie rolled her eyes at him and said very angrily: "I asked you to tell your leaders, but you didn't! Tell me, what can a good-for-nothing like you do!"

Which man likes to be called a good-for-nothing by a woman, especially by his own wife? Zhao Da certainly couldn't take this insult, so he retorted without showing weakness: "Talk, talk, talk! What's the use of talking! Do you think it's easy to transfer from the District Construction Bureau? You think everything is too simple! If it were that easy to get into the Provincial Construction Bureau, it would be crowded to bursting by now!"

Seeing that her husband was actually getting angry, Zheng Jie, who was also in a fit of anger, widened her crystalline eyes at him, pulled a long face, and scolded angrily: "Zhao Da! You have no ability, yet you dare to roar at me! I asked you to find a way to transfer me here to work with you, isn't it so our married life can be a bit more harmonious! You keep making excuses. Besides making excuses, what else can you do! I asked you to tell your leaders, but you didn't even say a word! If you aren't timid and afraid of trouble, what are you?"

"Married life can be a bit more harmonious!" Zhao Desan didn't hear much of the other words, but this sentence was imprinted in his heart. He couldn't help but smack his lips, roughly understanding the reason why Zheng Jie wanted to work at the Provincial Construction Bureau. It was because the place where she worked was far from Zhao Da's, especially for Zheng Jie; the District Construction Bureau was far from the city, and she had to take a bus for almost two hours every day after work to get home.

Seeing his wife in a towering rage, Zhao Da also understood that it wasn't easy for Zheng Jie. Taking a bus for nearly four hours back and forth every day, let alone working, just taking two bus rides a day would make a person's waist and back ache. When she got home, Zheng Jie still had to cook, do laundry, and help the child with homework. Over the years, although Zheng Jie had complaints from time to time, she was generally quiet, unlike other women who would make a scene as soon as they were dissatisfied with family life. "I... I just haven't gone to tell the leaders yet. There's been a lot of work in the unit recently, and the leaders are busy too. I'm afraid that even if I tell them, they won't be able to attend to it. I'll find time to tell the leaders recently. You... you go back first, okay?" Seeing Zheng Jie was very angry, Zhao Da started to smile and soften his stance again.

After all, he was her husband, and Zheng Jie didn't want to make a big scene at his workplace. She was also a sensible woman who knew how to read and write, so she took a step back, rolled her eyes at him, and said with a softened tone: "Then give me a clear time. When will you go to your leaders? If you are too embarrassed to go, then I will go myself!"

"You must not go yourself!" As soon as Zhao Da heard his wife wanted to go find Zheng Tulu herself, he immediately became extremely nervous.

Zheng Jie glanced at him and said displeasedly: "You, a grown man, won't go! If I don't go to handle my own business, who else would be willing to help me!"

Zhao Da looked around vigilantly, leaned over, and whispered in Zheng Jie's ear: "Jie, you don't know, our leader is a big lecher. You must not go find him. Even if he agrees to help you transfer your job, there will definitely be conditions! The reason I haven't gone to find him for so long isn't... isn't that I don't want to transfer you over! I'm afraid our leader will have ideas about you." ===== CHAPTER 1269 =====