Chapter 1380

"Yes, ma'am!" Zhao Desan immediately stood up, put his legs together, feet apart, puffed out his chest, and saluted.

"Giggle..." His cynical appearance immediately made He Liping let out a series of silver bell-like laughter. After laughing, she pointed at him and said: "Look at your cowardly appearance."

Zhao Desan sat back down with a cheeky grin and asked He Liping: "Sister He, didn't you hear Director Zheng say roughly when he will promote me?" After serving He Liping and making her comfortable, Zhao Desan began to get to the point.

"I really haven't heard about this. However, the organization department held a briefing this morning to give an account of Zheng Ru's matter to public opinion. Once this matter is handled, I estimate it will be soon. After all, this deputy division chief needs to take office quickly to preside over the planning work of the Ba New District, so it definitely cannot be delayed." He Liping thought and said, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and she continued: "Isn't your cousin Minister Su of the organization department? You're asking your Sister He about this, I'm afraid you are better informed than me. I heard old Zheng say that this time Vice Governor Song personally issued a military order, letting the organization department be responsible for this matter, and it's directly out of the personnel department's control. You stinky brat, wouldn't it be clear if you asked your cousin Minister Su!"

"Hey! Although Minister Su is my cousin, she is the Minister of the Organization Department, and she is usually too busy with work. I, a small person, don't dare to disturb her work. Leaders are very busy." Zhao Desan sighed, finding an excuse for himself.

He Liping raised her eyebrows, looked at him bewitchingly, and asked: "Does that mean I, this deputy director, am not busy? Or do you think I, this deputy director, don't count as a leader?"

"Oh, Sister He, you must not say that. No matter what, you are a deputy department-level cadre. How can I not treat you as a leader? If you, a deputy department-level cadre, don't count as a leader, then wouldn't I, a small person who is nothing, be even less than dog shit." Zhao Desan belittled himself to elevate He Liping. This servile appearance made He Liping feel a sense of being high and mighty. Feeling somewhat satisfied, she glared at him and scolded: "You stinky brat, you really have a glib tongue. Your mouth skills are really extraordinary. Old Zheng was right, telling me to be on guard against you. Hey, it's a pity he said it too late. On the first day you came, you were already fucked by you, this stinky brat, in the warehouse under the name of those procurement items." Thinking about how she hadn't had much interaction with Zhao Desan, and on the very first day she took office, she was forced by this guy in the warehouse area under the name of those procurement items, He Liping felt she really had no face. It didn't matter being played by a small person once, but to let him succeed again and again, and how she could so easily surrender, there were some things she really couldn't explain clearly. If she said she liked Zhao Desan, she didn't. She didn't like young guys like Zhao Desan, thinking they were too green and had no life experience, but he had that big thing that other men couldn't compare to. For a woman in her thirties with normal physiology like her, how could she resist that temptation? But she still didn't quite understand, even if this guy really had photos of her and Zheng Tulu being intimate in the office, an ordinary person wouldn't have the guts to force himself on her in the warehouse. Wasn't he afraid that she, in a fit of anger, would think the wrong way and take him to court for rape? Thinking of this, He Liping stared at him with a bewitching gaze, completely puzzled, and said: "To be honest, Xiao Zhao, I admire your courage, you stinky brat. That day in the warehouse, you treated me like that, weren't you afraid that I would tell old Zheng afterwards or take you to court?"

Zhao Desan smiled wickedly with extreme composure, and used sweet words to cope: "I'll tell you the truth too, Sister He. That day, I really didn't think about doing that with you at first. It's just that you were too beautiful and too attractive, Sister He. I really couldn't help it, so where could I think about so much?" After speaking, feeling that these words didn't have enough power, he continued to add a complimentary sentence: "Sister He, look at your figure, your appearance. I, your little brother, have lived for twenty-seven years, and this is the first time I've seen a woman as charming as you, Sister He. It really makes people unable to stop. Sister He, you are really too beautiful."

This guy Zhao Desan is young, but has plenty of schemes, especially after playing with so many women. He has figured out the basic psychology of women quite clearly, knowing what kind of words women like to hear at what times. With a series of sweet words, he fooled He Liping into feeling extremely satisfied. Her demeanor had some subtle changes, a slight shyness radiated from her eyes, and she asked somewhat coyly: "You aren't just lying to make your Sister He happy, are you?"

Seeing this, Zhao Desan immediately raised his right hand and swore to heaven with a serious face: "Sister He, if I, Zhao Desan, have half a lie, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death." Saying these lies, even Zhao Desan himself suddenly felt a bit sick to his stomach.