Chapter 1895

"Yes, yes, you saw that, Old Li?" Zheng Tulu said with a smile while flattering him.

Li Changping, flushed from drinking, smiled foolishly, picked up a glass of wine, raised it, and said to Zheng Tulu, "Come, Old Zheng, let's have a drink, us brothers!"

"Come, Old Li." Being able to be called brothers by Li Changping made Zheng Tulu feel a sense of being flattered. He quickly picked up his wine glass to accompany him, clinked it gently, tilted his head back, and downed the glass of wine in one gulp.

"Fill it up for Old Zheng." Li Changping also tilted his head back, and with a "slurp" sound, poured a glass of wine into his stomach. He put down the glass, smacked his lips, and ordered his confidants.

One of the young men wearing glasses, who was very observant, quickly grabbed the wine bottle and filled the glasses for Zheng Tulu and Li Changping. As soon as the glasses were filled, Li Changping picked up his glass again, looked at Zheng Tulu with a flushed face, and said, "Come, Old Zheng, let's have another one, us brothers!"

Zheng Tulu hesitated for a moment, then quickly picked up his wine glass and accompanied Li Changping in downing another glass of wine. After putting down the glass, Zheng Tulu tentatively chuckled and said, "Old Li, is there any happy event today? Why are you drinking so heartily?"

"Fart! Happy event, my ass! Damn it, that Su Qing is now concurrently serving as Deputy Secretary and still occupying the position of Minister of the Organization Department. Now, relying on her higher rank, ever since she became Deputy Secretary, she has always been causing trouble for me. Damn it, today at the plenary meeting of the Organization Department, in front of so many people, she didn't give me any face at all and scolded me until I was bloody-headed. You tell me, you tell me where I can put this face of mine!" Li Changping became more and more excited as he spoke, his face flushed, spittle flying everywhere, and cold light in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat Su Qing.

These days, ever since Su Qing unexpectedly snatched the position of Deputy Secretary from Li Changping through Zhao Desan's connection, in order to vent her anger, Su Qing always looked for trouble with Li Changping in her daily work, from major issues like irregularities in cadre appointments and transfers to minor issues like Li Changping's daily work style. Today at the Organization Department meeting, Su Qing glared fiercely at Li Changping in front of all the staff of the Organization Department, then pulled a long face and criticized him very seriously: "Some leaders in our Organization Department should also pay attention to their own words, deeds, and work attitude! Usually, they are late and leave early at work! When people below want to find someone to sign a document, they can never find them! What kind of work attitude is this! Can they do the job or not! If they can't do it, then get out! I can apply to the Provincial Party Committee to replace them! Don't think I'm alarmist! Some leaders, I hope you remember these words of mine! Pay attention to your personal style. If anyone reflects to me again that they can't find you, then don't blame me, Su Qing, for turning my face and not recognizing anyone!..."

Li Changping, sitting on the side, understood in his heart that Su Qing was saying these words to him in front of everyone, and the people in the unit also knew who Su Qing was referring to as 'some leaders'. When Su Qing criticized him sternly, everyone's eyes gathered on Li Changping involuntarily, making him blush with shame, feeling hot and painful, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at other people's expressions.

After the meeting, Li Changping returned to his office with a flushed face. After sitting down, he smoked one cigarette after another. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He wanted to find Su Qing and have a direct confrontation with her, but Li Changping didn't have the guts! However, being scolded until he was bloody-headed by Su Qing in the meeting was more shameful than being slapped in the face by her. If he didn't vent it out, Li Changping felt really uncomfortable, so he called a few of his confidants to drink after work.

After learning why Li Changping looked irritable, Zheng Tulu also appeared to be extremely indignant for him in front of Li Changping and said, "That Su Qing is too bullying, right! It's fine that she took advantage of the position of Deputy Secretary, but now she's bullying you, Old Li! It's really too bullying. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to stand it either!"

Li Changping squinted his eyes, his brows tightly locked, looking extremely annoyed. He picked up a glass of wine, tilted his head back, and gulped it down. He smacked his lips and said, "The key is that the stinky woman is clearly making things difficult for me. Relying on the power in her hands, I can't do anything about her!"

Zheng Tulu picked up his wine, took a sip, smacked his lips, and began to persuade Li Changping. He said, "Old Li, but having said that, who told her to be a leader? It's only natural for leaders to criticize people below them. It's just that you haven't been criticized by any leader before. Look at these young people sitting here, which one of them hasn't been scolded by a leader? Think about yourself again, didn't you climb to your current position step by step amidst scolding? Isn't that so?"

Li Changping was full of anger, his face flushed, and he said fiercely, "The key is that the stinky woman is clearly making things difficult for me. Even if my work attitude is not correct, she doesn't remind me in private. Damn it, she had to slap me in the face in front of so many people at the meeting. Damn it! I am, after all, the second-in-command of the Organization Department. How can I keep this face of mine!"

"Old Li, I understand your feelings. Being criticized by that stinky woman in front of so many people, you must feel unhappy and have nowhere to vent, so you came to drink away your sorrows, right?" Zheng Tulu said.

"Old Zheng, you are the one who understands my bitterness, brother. Come, let's have a good drink, us brothers." As he spoke, Li Changping supported the table and sat up straight, picked up his wine glass, and raised it.

"Come, Old Li, cheers!" Zheng Tulu didn't refuse either. He picked up a glass of wine and met him, clinked it, tilted his head back, and poured the glass of wine into his stomach.

Putting down the wine glass, Li Changping looked a bit drunk and gloomy, saying, "This stinky woman is now riding on my head, and my bitter days are still ahead. Old Zheng, it's still more comfortable for you to be the Director of the Construction Committee. At least you are the number one in the Construction Committee and have the final say on everything. You have more power than me, a deputy." Li Changping began to envy Zheng Tulu, the Director of the Construction Committee.

As the saying goes, it's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. Zheng Tulu deeply understood this sentence. Look at Li Changping now; although he is the Deputy Minister of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department, he still has to suffer and look at people's faces to do things all day long. That feeling must not be good. On the contrary, he is the Director of the Construction Committee. Although it is not the center of government power, he is at least the number one in this system and has the power to cover the sky with one hand. Looking at Li Changping's disappointed appearance, Zheng Tulu suddenly remembered something, leaned over, and said mysteriously, "Old Li, brother is instinctively helping you deal with that stinky woman, but I can help you properly deal with that stinky woman's cousin, Zhao Desan!"

Zheng Tulu's words seemed to give Li Changping great comfort. He immediately brightened up, sat up straight, patted the table with a 'slap', and said excitedly, "That's right! Old Zheng, you help me properly fix that Zhao Desan! Fix him to death! That stinky woman makes me uncomfortable, so I'll make her cousin Zhao Desan uncomfortable too!"

Zheng Tulu leaned over with a wicked smile and whispered in Li Changping's ear, restating his idea of dealing with Zhao Desan. After hearing it, Li Changping patted the table, gave Zheng Tulu a thumbs up, laughed, and said, "Good, Old Zheng, let's do it! Let that brat taste the feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears!"

Zheng Tulu smiled cunningly, patted Li Changping on the shoulder, and said with a flushed face, "Old Li, just wait and see the good show! I will definitely avenge this for you!"

At this time, there was still half an hour before work ended at the Construction Committee. Zhao Desan, who had been thinking about the wage arrears issue in his office all afternoon, still felt that something was a bit off. He even specifically sent Wuzi to probe Li Fang's background, but it had been an afternoon, and there was still no news from Wuzi's side. Zhao Desan mistakenly thought it was because he hadn't given Wuzi enough money, so the kid hadn't tried his best. He thought about going to the building materials store to find Zheng Jie after work, and by the way, check the business situation during this period, get some money from her, and it would be best to have a good talk with her to see if he could save the hard-won relationship between the two. After all, Zhao Desan could be said to have had countless women, but he had never lived a warm family life with any woman like he did with Zheng Jie, specifically renting a house.

Just when Zhao Desan's mind was entirely focused on thinking about where his relationship with Zheng Jie should go, the office door was knocked, interrupting Zhao Desan's train of thought. He raised his head, shouted toward the door, "Come in!"

The door slowly pushed open, and Lan Mei

appeared at the door. That noble and aloof face was still so cold and charming, and those dark, bright, beautiful eyes were gazing at him faintly. After a long time, she parted her red lips and asked, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, are you busy now?"

Zhao Desan hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Not busy. Director Lan, what's the matter? Come in and talk."

Lan Mei then pushed open the door, walked in with light steps, and closed the door behind her.

"Director Lan, what's the matter? Sit down and talk." Zhao Desan greeted her.

Lan Mei squeezed out a warm smile, walked to the sofa, and sat down. She hesitated for a while, looked at Zhao Desan faintly, and asked gently, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, how was today's matter resolved?"

"Compensating the migrant workers for their wages, of course!" Zhao Desan said very easily.

"I saw that woman brought so many people, and even hurt our security guards. Are you okay?" Lan Mei asked with concern.