Chapter 1359: Chat while eating

After a few minutes, Song Jianguo's secretary called. After finishing the call, Song Jianguo stood up and said, "Then let's go, go eat, and chat while eating."

So a group of people followed Song Jianguo out of the Executive Vice Governor's office, led by the secretary downstairs, and got into the car to eat.

After receiving Su Qing's message, Zhao Desan had been paying attention to the province's handling results of this matter. Before getting off work, Zhao Desan walked out of the office in advance, came out of the office building, found a corner where no one was, and called Su Qing. But the phone only rang twice before it was directly rejected by Su Qing, and immediately received a message from her: I am eating with Executive Vice Governor Song and the others, I will talk to you when I go back tonight.

Zhao Desan was now eagerly wanting to know whether the province's handling results of this matter would be the same as he thought. He also understood the truth that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. He understood the truth of officials protecting officials even more. Whether it was making Zheng the Bald Donkey punished or canceling Zheng Ru's appointment, as long as one of the two hopes could be realized, he would be satisfied.

After reading the message Su Qing sent back, Zhao Desan stood in place and guessed anxiously for a while, still trying to fantasize toward the side favorable to him. After all, he felt that since the province could attach such importance to this matter, it must be to appease the huge social public opinion. If no positive handling measures were made, I am afraid it would be difficult to explain to the public.

There were still more than ten minutes before getting off work for lunch. Zhao Desan didn't plan to go back to the office, stood at the corner of the office building, lit a cigarette, and waited to get off work. Just as he was waiting to get off work, he suddenly felt a white shadow floating toward the office building. This scared him, and he looked at the entrance of the office building with goosebumps, and saw that it was a woman in a white coat walking into the office building. Because when he looked over, the woman had already walked in, he only saw a back view. However, from the back, the figure was quite tall and graceful. Zhao Desan basically couldn't hold back when he saw a woman with a good figure. Driven by lust, he flicked away the cigarette butt and walked into the office building with a lecherous look. Suddenly, he heard a fragmented sound coming from an office on the first floor. Could it be a thief? This fat-water yamen of the Construction Committee had lost quite a few things this year. Maybe catching a thief could also make a contribution for himself. Zhao Desan whimsically pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, followed the direction of the sound, and came to the door of Zheng Ru's deputy section chief office.

Hearing the sound coming from this office, Zhao Desan thought, could it be that the thief was inside? So he kicked the door open and rushed in. Suddenly, a woman's panicked and sharp "Ah" sound came from high up. Zhao Desan looked in the direction of the sound and found that Zheng Ru was standing on a chair looking for something on the file cabinet. Being broken in by him suddenly, Zheng Ru was startled, lost her balance on the chair, and fell off the chair. Time was of the essence. At this critical moment of danger, Zhao Desan rushed up with one step, opened his arms, and saw Zheng Ru floating down gently like a white snowflake.

"Ah," Zhao Desan let out a panicked scream.

Zhao Desan was quick-eyed and fast-handed, reached out his arm in front of Zheng Ru's chest, and caught her by the chest.

"Ah…" Zheng Ru suddenly let out another scream, suddenly broke away from Zhao Desan's arm and body, stood up, her face instantly flushed red, her eyes full of shame and anger.

Zhao Desan was still savoring the warmth and lingering fragrance of Zheng Ru's body when suddenly with a "slap," his right cheek was slapped by Zheng Ru, loud and clear.

"Pervert, despicable, shameless!" Zheng Ru said with a flushed face, a series of scoldings, ashamed and angry, glaring at Zhao Desan with contempt, without saying anything, suddenly turned around, covered her face, and walked away quickly.

Who knew, just after taking one step, because Zheng Ru was flustered and uneasy, shy and difficult, she didn't notice the floor. She was tripped by the mop Zhao Desan left on the ground as a weapon to catch the thief. Zheng Ru's body made a 180-degree rotation, "plop," and she fell, lying on the floor facing Zhao Desan.

Thus, he happened to see her white skirt inside her white, tender thighs, and even, he saw her black translucent panties at the root of her thighs…

Zhao Desan's brain was instantly congested, a bit dizzy. Damn it, he felt he was about to be unable to breathe. He licked his dry lips, his eyes straight, his heart beating wildly, and even forgot to pull Zheng Ru, who had fallen quite heavily.

Zheng Ru cried out in pain, suddenly seeing his expression and gaze at this moment, she was anxious, shy, and angry, looking like she had been humiliated to the extreme. She hurriedly lowered her skirt to cover the root of her thighs, scrambled to climb up, glared at Zhao Desan fiercely, her lips tightly closed, almost biting her silver teeth, her eyes red, as if she couldn't help but want to cry. Then she turned around and walked away limping and embarrassed, even forgetting to pat the dust on her body.

Zhao Desan slowly came back to his senses, touched his burning cheek, and stayed in place. Suddenly, Zheng Ru must have fallen quite heavily. Coupled with the thought of her being pushed to the forefront of public opinion recently and hiding from the public's eyes in embarrassment, he felt she was actually quite aggrieved. For a moment, he was compassionate, stepped up his pace, rushed out of the office, followed her, ran a short distance, caught up with her in the lobby of the office building, and suddenly let out a loud "Ah"…

This sound startled Zheng Ru, making her tremble all over. She turned back and saw it was Zhao Desan who had followed. The flushed face that had faded a bit turned red again. She glared at him with shame and anger, ignored him, turned around, and continued to walk out.

"Zheng Ru, your head is bleeding." Zhao Desan saw that her white collar had been stained red by the blood slowly flowing down from the back of her head. It must have been that she broke her head when she fell on the floor just now, and she, who was ashamed and angry, didn't feel it at all.

After Zhao Desan said this, Zheng Ru suddenly felt a burst of sharp pain coming from the back of her head, and her hair seemed to feel a bit hot. She raised her hand to touch it, felt the sticky heat, took it down, and saw blood on her fingers. The shame on her face gradually turned into paleness, and the ashamed and angry expression was replaced by panic.

Seeing Zheng Ru's head was broken, Zhao Desan, out of male chauvinism, didn't think much in his urgency, so he walked up directly and asked her: "Do you have tissues? Take some, I'll help you press it, we must go to the hospital immediately."

Zheng Ru, who had never been injured, was incredibly worried at this time, completely unable to care about shame. She took out tissues from her handbag. Zhao Desan snatched them from her hand, pressed them on the wound on the back of her head, and said: "Let's go, go to the hospital next door to see."

Because Zheng Ru was worried about her wound, she seemed to have forgotten the barrier between her and Zhao Desan. Being covered by him with tissues on the bleeding wound, they walked out of the Construction Committee together and went directly to the hospital separated by a wall. On the way to the hospital, considering Zheng Ru was the old bald donkey's daughter, he called Dean Wang directly, saying Zheng Ru was injured and coming to their hospital for treatment. Dean Wang heard it was Zheng the Bald Donkey's daughter who was injured, so he said enthusiastically: "Alright, alright, I'll wait at the entrance of the outpatient building."

Along the way, Zhao Desan arranged the "reception" work in advance. These "selfless" actions of his made Zheng Ru's heart inexplicably dispel the contempt and resentment toward him, and even faintly produced a warm feeling. Even the look of glancing at him became a bit different. That ashamed and angry expression was completely replaced by an indescribable expression. Of course, the subtle changes in Zheng Ru's expression were not discovered by Zhao Desan, because he was indeed a bit worried that Zheng Ru would fall into a concussion, and then he wouldn't be able to get rid of the responsibility.

Carefully covering the wound on the back of her head, they arrived at the hospital separated by a wall a few minutes later. Walking into the gate and coming to the outpatient building, they saw Dean Wang wearing a white coat with a big belly standing on the steps. Seeing Zhao Desan walking over with Zheng Ru's back of the head covered, he hurriedly walked down the steps and asked anxiously: "What's going on? What's wrong with Xiao Zheng's head?"

"Fell down, broke it," Zhao Desan answered. Zheng Ru glanced at him and nodded to Dean Wang.

"Let me see if the wound is big." Wang Pangzi said and leaned his head over. Zhao Desan immediately took away the tissues he was covering on the wound on the back of her head. A wound three or four centimeters long and a full half-centimeter deep appeared on her scalp. Because of the bleeding, it looked a bit scary.

"Go, go, go, hurry to surgery to sew it up." Wang Pangzi saw the wound was not small, so he hurriedly said.

Wang Pangzi's reaction was slightly exaggerated, which made Zheng Ru suddenly a bit scared, and her legs felt a bit weak. If Zhao Desan hadn't grabbed her waist, she would have fallen to the ground. "It's okay, just a little wound," Zhao Desan saw Zheng Ru was a bit worried, so he comforted her, grabbed her waist, followed Wang Pangzi into the outpatient building, and walked toward the surgical treatment room. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Desan finally felt at ease to further intimately contact Zheng Ru's body. Although separated by clothes, the hand grabbing her willow waist could clearly feel the warmth and elasticity of her body. That feeling made Zhao Desan incredibly moved. If this intimate action were placed in the past, Zheng Jie would have slapped him twice. ===== CHAPTER 1360 =====