Chapter 1608

Before Zhao Desan could explain further, Zheng Jie opened her mouth and stopped his words, saying, "You don't need to explain anymore. Actually, you were right, it was just a coincidence. Otherwise, I would have already been... been... by Director Zheng..." Saying this, Zheng Jie couldn't continue.

"Could it be that you were fired just because Zheng Tulu didn't... didn't 'do' you?" Zhao Desan really couldn't find a suitable word to replace 'do' or 'handle', so he had to omit it and use 'that' to replace it.

"Hehe, haven't you understood yet? Actually, in Director Zheng's heart, I had already agreed to let him... let him do that. The key is that he himself didn't handle the matter well, so, so he couldn't do that to me!" Zheng Jie also followed Zhao Desan and learned to use 'that' to replace it.

Zhao Desan looked at Zheng Jie, tilted his head, and asked suspiciously, "Sister-in-law, I still don't understand. Then why did he want to fire you? Wouldn't it be better to keep you and 'do' you later?"

After saying this, Zhao Desan immediately realized he had said the wrong thing. This was the young wife he liked the most, how could he hand her over to someone else? So, he immediately gave himself a slap, said to Zheng Jie, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"You didn't mean that?" Zheng Jie was also amused by Zhao Desan's behavior and became a bit more cheerful. Although there were still tear stains on her face, she pursed her lips and looked at Zhao Desan with a smile.

Although he had already had that intimate relationship with Zheng Jie, looking at her expression now, he felt an indescribable liking. She really was a young wife who made people obsessed and fascinated! No wonder Zheng Tulu would stop at nothing to get her! But why did he let go of this delicacy that was already in his hands? Just because of He Liping's opposition? Thinking of this, Zhao Desan asked Zheng Jie seriously, "Sister-in-law, tell me the truth, why exactly did Zheng Tulu have to fire you? As long as he doesn't have a legitimate reason, even if he is the Director, he can't fire people at will. Don't worry, I'll go reason with him. I will never let you leave with such grievances, sister-in-law." Zhao Desan had spent so much effort to get Zheng Jie in, and he felt that if he let Zheng Jie leave with hatred like this, he would lose face, so he made a grand promise.

Zhao Desan's words finally hit the nail on the head, but for someone who couldn't even protect himself, saying such things was undoubtedly equivalent to suicide. Zhao Desan couldn't care less; he just wanted to establish his dignity as a man in front of this young wife, Zheng Jie!

Looking at Zhao Desan's sincere face, Zheng Jie sighed and said, "Sigh, Director Zheng can make his own decisions, but he can't make decisions for that 'tigress'! It was she who wanted to fire me!"

"Oh..." Zhao Desan finally understood, and then added a sentence, "Yes, she is a 'tigress'." He didn't know whether he said this to sympathize with Zheng Jie or because he already found He Liping unpleasant.

"Alright, Xiao Zhao, it's getting late, I won't take up any more of your time. Being able to talk to you from the heart today has made me feel much better. Here..." Saying this, Zheng Jie pursed her lips at Zhao Desan's body, took out a pack of opened Zhonghua cigarettes from her handbag, placed it on his table, and said, "I saw half a pack of cigarettes on the table when I finished eating in the cafeteria today, so I picked it up. Although it was opened by someone else, it's still good tobacco. You take it and smoke it!"

A wave of warmth, no, it should be said a wave of warmth surged into Zhao Desan's chest. He stepped forward, grabbed Zheng Jie who was about to turn and leave, and said, "Sister-in-law, wait a moment, don't leave yet. Let's discuss how to keep you!"

"Will it still work?" Zheng Jie looked at Zhao Desan with a doubtful gaze. It was clear that she cared very much about this job; after all, the entire family's reliance was on her.

Zhao Desan didn't answer Zheng Jie's question either. He lifted his leg and walked out the door. At the moment of leaving, he turned his head and said a harsh word to Zheng Jie: "Sister-in-law, you are someone I brought in. My people, Zhao Desan's people, cannot be bullied so easily!"

Zheng Jie forgot for a moment that it was already very late after work. Looking at Zhao Desan's departing back, Zheng Jie seemed to see hope again. She sat down silently on Jia Wanli's chair, wiped away the tear stains on her face, and her heart tightened very, very much.

After waiting for less than two minutes, Zhao Desan returned with a flushed face and a lowered head, saying, "Sister-in-law, I forgot that it's already after work, everyone has left. Wait until tomorrow, wait until tomorrow, I'll help you talk to the leader!"

Zheng Jie didn't say anything, just stood up silently, and then picked up her things again, preparing to leave.

Looking at Zheng Jie's helpless appearance, Zhao Desan felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. It was all his own uselessness. Although the wish was good, after all, this place didn't talk about feelings; it talked about power. Whoever has power is the boss, and whoever has power can be unscrupulous and do whatever they want.

Watching Zheng Jie walk out of the office with an extremely disappointed mood without saying a word, Zhao Desan hurriedly packed his things and chased after her. He chased her all the way to the station before catching up with Zheng Jie. He patted her on the shoulder lightly, panting, and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll go to your house with you."

"You... are you convenient? I'm afraid Zhao Da is at home, it's not very convenient." Zheng Jie said with a look of difficulty, then lowered her voice and continued, "Or, or you find a place, I... I'll go find you after I make dinner for Nini and your Brother Zhao."

Realizing that Zheng Jie had misunderstood his intention, Zhao Desan was not only amused by her, but he also gave a mischievous smile. He looked around and whispered, "Sister-in-law, you misunderstood. I'm not going to do 'that' with you. I want to go to your house to discuss with you how to keep this job!"

Realizing that she had distorted Zhao Desan's intention of going home with her, a blush like the evening glow immediately appeared on Zheng Jie's face, and her eyes flickered as she said, "Then, then alright." Just then, a bus arrived, the door opened, and Zheng Jie immediately turned and got on the bus. Zhao Desan also followed her onto the bus with a mischievous smile.

Because there were many people on the bus, Zhao Desan took this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to have an intimate contact with her on the bus. Standing behind Zheng Jie, one hand held the handrail inside the bus, and the other hand, taking advantage of the bus's jolting, naturally reached out and embraced Zheng Jie's soft waist. Zheng Jie was the kind of woman who didn't look fat at all, but her figure was truly excellent. The parts that should be big were big, and the parts that should be thin were thin. Take the waist embraced by Zhao Desan, for example; although it was very thin and soft, it wasn't hard and without flesh, but warm, soft, and extremely elastic. Touching it felt very, very good.

When Zhao Desan's hand embraced Zheng Jie's waist, her body trembled obviously, and then she turned her head and glanced at Zhao Desan, who had a mischievous smile, with that longing gaze, then turned her head away in a panic, and after that, there was no reaction at all.

Because the bus would jolt from time to time, Zhao Desan would always take advantage of the bus's jolting to deliberately use his lower body to bump against Zheng Jie's plump and perky buttocks. That plump, full, and elastic feeling was truly too tempting to the nerves of desire, making Zhao Desan's lower body nerves burn with passion after several frictions and bumps. ===== CHAPTER 1609 =====