Chapter 1287: Deputy Director Lan, any instructions?

"Deputy Director Lan, what instructions do you have for calling me over at noon?" Zhao Desan asked with a ghostly smile while walking up and sitting down in the chair opposite her.

Lan Mei looked at him with strange eyes and said, "Xiao Zhao, you really are open-minded, you can still laugh?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Desan didn't understand why she said that, looked at her blankly, and asked, "Why can't I laugh?"

"Have you seen the document posted on the bulletin board on the first floor?" Lan Mei asked.

So it was this matter. Zhao Desan understood why she said that, nodded, and said, "I've seen it, isn't it just the Personnel Department officially issuing a document appointing Zheng Ru as Deputy Division Chief of the Planning Division." He looked at Lan Mei as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhao Desan's reaction made Lan Mei a bit unable to understand, feeling a bit strange. She frowned slightly and asked, "You don't have any thoughts? You're so open-minded?"

"So what if I have thoughts? That old guy Zheng Tulu holds our photos in his hands, what else can I say? I can only admit my bad luck," Zhao Desan said with a sigh.

"People in the unit have great opinions," Lan Mei said, "Everyone feels that Zheng Ru shouldn't be promoted to Deputy Division Chief. Her qualifications and years of work are not enough, it doesn't comply with the regulations."

Zhao Desan deliberately feigned a look of indifference and said, "Even if the opinions are great, it can't change this fact. Anyway, I've already admitted my bad luck now."

"Have you really thought it through?" Lan Mei's pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at him. Actually, calling him up was just to see if he couldn't get over this matter. She always felt that if she hadn't called him to accompany her to Sanya, Zheng Tulu wouldn't have had the opportunity to take those photos, and it wouldn't have caused his future to be implicated.

"It doesn't matter, it's not a question of whether I can think it through or not," Zhao Desan said as if nothing had happened.

Looking at his indifferent appearance, Lan Mei's heart felt much lighter. She let out a long sigh of relief, looked at him with tenderness, and said gently, "If you've thought it through, my heart will also feel a bit more comfortable."

"This has nothing to do with you," Zhao Desan said with a light smile. ===== CHAPTER 1288 =====