Chapter 1681

"No, no, no need. You must be very busy, I won't disturb you. Please don't laugh at this small token, please accept it!" Ma Dengfeng said as he took an envelope out of his pocket, placed it on Zhao Desan's desk, and turned around as if fleeing, escaping from Zhao Desan's office.

Zhao Desan hadn't even figured out what was going on before the visitor had already disappeared from the office doorway. He stared blankly at the office door, unsure for a moment whether he should put away the envelope on the desk. His heart was conflicted and curious; although he had guessed eight or nine parts of it, he still wanted to see what was inside. Driven by this curiosity, he still grabbed the envelope from the desk. Just as he was about to open the envelope to see what was inside, the office door was knocked on again. Zhao Desan's head went 'buzz', he immediately stood at attention, quickly put his hands behind his back, and shouted toward the door: "Please... please come in!"

This time, the person who came in was someone Zhao Desan knew; it was Section Chief Li from the Quality Supervision Section. After Section Chief Li entered and saw Zhao Desan standing bolt upright, hands behind his back, eyes wide open, he thought for a moment that something was wrong with himself. He instinctively scanned himself from head to toe, and feeling that nothing was amiss, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Deputy Division Chief Liu, what are you busy with?"

"No, not busy with anything. If you have something to say, just say it quickly!" Zhao Desan felt guilty. Now he felt that the thing clutched in his hand behind his back was no longer an envelope, but a bomb—both hot and prickly. His only thought now was to get rid of Section Chief Li quickly so he could deal with this hot potato, so his words inevitably sounded a bit blunt.

Although Section Chief Li felt that Zhao Desan's words were very impolite, he thought there was no help for it—after all, when an official's rank rises, so does their temper. He assumed Zhao Desan had been promoted and was now disdainful, so he swallowed his pride and said: "Actually, it's nothing major. It's just... just hoping Deputy Division Chief Liu can look after me a bit. No other meaning, just a small token, please don't take offense, I hope you'll accept it!" After speaking, he followed Ma Dengfeng's example, took an envelope from his pocket, placed it on the desk, and turned to leave.

Zhao Desan didn't stop him; in his heart, he wished he could leave faster. Once Section Chief Li walked out and closed the office door, Zhao Desan dared not delay any longer. He immediately stuffed the envelope on the desk and the one in his hand into the desk drawer with lightning speed. Only after closing the drawer did he let out a long sigh of relief...

Before he could even think, the office door was knocked on again. This time he was slightly more composed. He sat in front of the desk and shouted toward the door: "Who is it? Please come in!"

For the entire afternoon, Zhao Desan was almost never idle, busy welcoming and sending off guests. By the end, Zhao Desan was already handling it with ease, not acting pretentious at all, as if it were a responsibility he should bear. But he also felt something strange in his heart: why did they always come one by one? Could it really be such a coincidence?

Actually, he was overthinking it. Those people who came to give gifts, even if they happened to meet in front of his office door, would make up some excuse to stagger their visits and then find a suitable opportunity to enter. Therefore, throughout the afternoon, Zhao Desan's office appeared orderly, with people entering one after another.

Just as Zhao Desan was taking stock of the afternoon's results, the last visitor knocked on his office door. Before Zhao Desan could invite him in, he pushed open the office door and entered. Zhao Desan looked up and saw that it was none other than Xia Jian, the man he had planned to remove from the list of excellent workers to avenge Zheng Jie's dismissal. He had originally thought that Xia Jian might have realized the meaning of what he said yesterday and had simply decided not to come out of spite. Although he felt a bit of regret that he wouldn't be able to see Xia Jian's little sister-in-law Afang, whom he had always yearned for, he was also glad to have one less trouble—Afang was not a woman to be trifled with. But he hadn't expected Xia Jian to come after all.

920. Chapter 907: Visiting Xia Jian's Home

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