Chapter 1856

Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, thinking: It seems that I didn't go to university in vain. It's so simple, and I've basically realized the revenge plan from last night. It seems that Zheng Tulu is just a telephone pole, just with power in his hands.

Just when Zhao Desan was feeling beautiful in his heart, Zheng Tulu asked, "Continue, I think what you said makes sense."

Zhao Desan heard Zheng Tulu affirm his point of view, his heart became higher, and his courage became greater. He puffed out his chest, stood up straight, and continued, "So, so I think... the mistake in this matter lies with Director Lan." In one breath, Zhao Desan was so suffocated that his face turned red. He felt that his heart was really cruel, and he actually pushed Lan Mei, whom he once loved deeply, out to protect himself.

"Is that so?" Zheng Tulu's tone dropped sharply. His face changed, and he said unhappily, "Didn't you think that Lan Mei was unintentional?"

"Unintentional is unintentional, Director, I know this too, but such a big mistake in work must be investigated for responsibility, right?" Zhao Desan explained.

"So you have evidence that Director Lan made a mistake?" Zheng Tulu saw that after putting a little pressure on Zhao Desan, he really pushed Lan Mei out as a shield, so he said unhurriedly.

"Oh, this..." Zhao Desan was stunned by the question. To tell the truth, this was a good strategy he thought of after staying in the living room outside Lan Mei's bedroom all night last night. He also wanted to teach Lan Mei a lesson through this matter, let him know that Zheng Tulu couldn't be relied on at all, and don't think that Zheng Tulu could help him. He could get out of this matter himself, and also teach Lan Mei a lesson. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? But now, being asked by Zheng Tulu, he couldn't find any evidence to prove that Lan Mei made a mistake for a while, so he gritted his teeth and said blankly, "Director Zheng, does this still need evidence? Isn't it 'the lice on a bald head, it's obvious'!"

"What's obvious? It's simply unreasonable. Is this how you do things? You know that everything must be based on evidence, otherwise you are malicious slander, you know? I think you want to sit in the position of Director, right!" Zheng Tulu suddenly became angry, threw down these words, and walked out. Zhao Desan was stunned...

Zhao Desan looked blankly at Zheng Tulu walking out of his office. He didn't know why Zheng Tulu's emotions would change so much in the blink of an eye. Was there something wrong with what he said? No! He had been speaking cautiously all along? Could it be... Zhao Desan simply couldn't figure out what was going on even if he broke his head!

But this matter couldn't be left alone. He had to know what the old guy wanted to do? Otherwise, he could only wait to hand over his hard-won throne to others. Thinking of this, Zhao Desan didn't hesitate. He rushed to the door of Zheng Tulu's office in two or three steps, gathered his courage, knocked on the door twice, and heard Zheng Tulu inside say, "The door isn't locked, come in!" It seemed Zheng Tulu was prepared in his heart and knew that Zhao Desan would follow him in.

"Zheng, Director Zheng, I... you..." Zhao Desan didn't know what to say.

"What me, you, don't you understand why I'm not satisfied with your idea." Zheng Tulu broke Zhao Desan's unspeakable words bluntly.

"Oh, yes, yes, Director Zheng still sees things clearly. I came here specifically to ask you for advice. What should I do? Of course, I still have to listen to you, Master!" Zhao Desan said while cursing in his heart, damn it, what a cunning old fox!

"Yes, you still have to listen to me now, because I'm the one who has the final say here. When you sit in my position, you can do things according to your own intentions. But you must also remember that everything must be based on evidence, don't joke with your position." Zheng Tulu was unceremonious and gave him a harsh criticism, which was considered putting pressure on Zhao Desan.

Zhao Desan was simply ashamed. He blushed, lowered his head, as if he had made a big mistake, and said muffledly, "Yes, yes, Director Zheng is right. It's still because I'm too young and don't know how to do things steadily."

"Youth is not an excuse..." Zheng Tulu tapped the desk heavily with his finger and then continued, "Young people should learn to be steady, think twice before doing anything, you know?"

"Yes, yes, I know, I know." Zhao Desan didn't dare to say anything else. He knew that no matter what he said now, it would be Zheng Tulu's preaching words.

"Young people should know how to cherish themselves, know how to use their brains when encountering things. Today's matter is like this. You only thought of some superficial things, but didn't think about it at a deeper level." Zheng Tulu said, and his eyes had already narrowed into a slit.

Zhao Desan knew this habit of Zheng Tulu. Every time he reached this point, it was when he was about to make a final decision. Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel nervous all over.

Zheng Tulu leaned back on the high-backed swivel chair and said lightly, "Alright, Vice Director He has mastered enough evidence for this matter, just as you analyzed..." Speaking of this, Zheng Tulu deliberately stopped, as if he intended to keep Zhao Desan in suspense. He looked at Zhao Desan's childish and nervous red face and smiled sinisterly, "Xiao Zhao, you kid are a material for doing big things!"

"Thank you, Director, for the praise. It's all because of the Director's good teaching." Zhao Desan said with a full face of smiles and flattery.

Zheng Tulu smiled, stood up, and seemed to be thinking. He supported his chin with one hand and paced back and forth around the office. Zhao Desan didn't dare to disturb him at this time, for fear that he would be unhappy and remove him from the position of handling this matter, which would be even worse. After all, if he could continue to handle this matter, for him, he could let Lan Mei understand that he, Zhao Desan, was the one who could truly protect and help him. Of course, he could also push him up to be his shield!

"How are the migrant workers?" Zheng Tulu shifted the topic to the migrant workers.

"Oh, they were properly arranged yesterday, and there won't be any big trouble." Zhao Desan said these words while biting his back teeth. The purpose was to stay in this position. In fact, he had no bottom line in his heart about the migrant workers!

"Hmm, that's good..." Zheng Tulu continued thoughtfully, "In this way, you should take time to cooperate more with Vice Director He and handle this matter well!"

Cooperate with her? Zhao Desan admired Zheng Tulu's words in his heart. This meant that he was in a subordinate role, while He Liping became the decision-maker who held the knife and seal. Zhao Desan was not unbalanced because He Liping had great power. He was just a bit embarrassed. How could he open his mouth to He Liping about this kind of thing? But in any case, Zheng Tulu didn't take back all the power in his hands. At least this power was still in the hands of his Sister He, and he could also maneuver in it. This could be considered a blessing in misfortune! If he could perfectly solve the migrant worker wage-demanding incident, he would also be a little proud in the unit.

Thinking of this, Zhao Desan nodded respectfully to Zheng Tulu and said, "Okay, Director Zheng, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter properly and will never let you down."

"Don't say these words of determination, just look at how you handle this matter. You must remember that once there is any mistake, I will change people at any time!" Zheng Tulu said, pressing step by step.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely not make any mistakes." Zhao Desan said with a smiling face. In his view, the root of handling this matter now lies in the problem of money. So he tentatively asked, "Director, the migrant workers will come tomorrow, and they will definitely talk about money. What do you think about the money problem...?"

"The problem is definitely money. Now it depends on whether you kid can negotiate with the migrant worker representatives. Our Construction Committee side is definitely the less the better. It depends on your kid's ability!" Zheng Tulu said without thinking.

Zhao Desan didn't say anything more. He quickly resigned from Zheng Tulu's office, hurriedly returned to his office, picked up the phone, no longer hesitated about whether to go home at night, dialed He Liping's phone number, and said to the microphone, "Hello, I have pushed away other things, and I will accompany you tonight until you are satisfied, how about it?" After saying this, he specially added two "hehe" sounds.

He heard a woman's voice on the other end of the phone, saying fiercely, "Who needs you to accompany me? You stinky hooligan!" "Bang," he hung up the phone.

Zhao Desan was stunned again. He would never have thought that He Liping would turn his face faster than turning a book. In a daze, he looked at the display on the phone and suddenly laughed "poof" himself. It turned out that he had dialed the wrong number, dialing one of the numbers in He Liping's phone number 8 as 0. If he hadn't been stunned for a long time, he really wouldn't have seen it!

Relaxing a little, Zhao Desan dialed He Liping's phone again. This time he learned to be good. After it got through, he first asked the microphone, "Hello, is this Sister He?"

"Yes, why, are there too many women's phone numbers, and you can't remember them?" He Liping said with a smile on the other end of the phone.