Chapter 243

"Take off the sweater too."

"Is that all you want to do when you're with me?"

"Who told you to have such a domineering figure."

"You're glib-tongued and despicable!"

"Then I'll show you just how despicable I can be." Zhao De smirked, wrapping one arm around her fragrant shoulder while his other hand slid restlessly under her gray sweater.

Li Shanshan didn't offer a shred of resistance. Instead, she glared at him sideways, her heart pounding like a deer, breathing slightly fast, her cheeks flushed, "Does it feel good to touch like this?"

Zhao De laughed "Hehe," and squeezed her full breasts hard. Li Shanshan let out an "Ah," pouted, and scolded, "Be gentler! You pinched me! You have no idea how to cherish a woman!"

Zhao De had mistaken her for those mature young married women; they liked him to squeeze hard, as that was the only way their reactions were intense. It seemed there was a big difference between young girls and mature women. Mature women liked it a bit crazier and rougher in bed, while young girls liked it a bit gentler and more romantic.

Thus, Zhao De began to caress her gently, until... until Li Shanshan was leaning against his broad chest, breathing like an orchid, her chest rising and falling, until... until Zhao De's hand reached inside her sweater and touched those plump breasts.

Li Shanshan's body couldn't help but begin to squirm and heave, feeling as if countless ants were crawling on her skin; every pore and every inch of her skin was itching. That fair, jade-like hand couldn't help but wander to the base of Zhao De's thighs, fumbling through his jeans...

Once the New Year's holiday was over, the miserable work routine began again. Arriving at the office early in the morning, Zhao De first turned on the electric heater and leaned against it to warm up for a while, but his body trembled even more violently. He stomped his feet and lit a cigarette.

"Dong dong dong," someone was knocking on the office door.

Damn, who is it so early in the morning? He glanced at the office door and said impatiently, "Come in!"

The door turned open, and Zhang Xiaoyan appeared at the entrance.

Zhao De was curious why she had come to the Logistics Department to find him so early in the morning. "Comrade Xiaoyan, coming to the Logistics Department as soon as work starts, what instructions do you have?" Zhao De asked her, deliberately acting serious.

Every time Zhang Xiaoyan saw him, she had a plain, indifferent expression. She said flatly, "Director Zhang wants you to go to her office. She has something to find you for."

"Director Zhang wants me to find her?" Zhao De was a bit curious.

"Yeah, hurry up. I have other things to do, I'm leaving." Zhang Xiaoyan closed the door and left.

During the three-day New Year's holiday, Director Zhang had been accompanying her husband, who had returned to Yuyang from the provincial capital. Was her husband incapable in that department, unable to satisfy her? Otherwise, why would she call him over on the very first day of work?

As soon as Zhao De thought about how every woman he had handled had been conquered by his powerful body, a proud smile bloomed on his face. He took a smug puff of his cigarette, shook his head gently while exhaling smoke, stubbed out the cigarette, stood up, opened the office door, and headed toward the office building.

When Zhao De went upstairs, he ran into Wang Anguo coming down. The two collided face-to-face. He quickly smiled respectfully and greeted him: "Leader, good morning, Happy New Year."

"Xiao Zhao, why aren't you staying in the Logistics Department? What are you doing running to the office building?"

Wang Anguo's face, full of fat, was piled with his habitual lecherous smile. He asked with hidden barbs, holding his briefcase, looking as if he were about to go somewhere early in the morning.

"Director Zhang is looking for me. I'm going to her office. Leader, are you going out early in the morning?"

"Yeah, going to the countryside for a trip to attend an event. While you're up there, call Director Zhang too; she has to go as well," Wang Anguo instructed.

"Oh, alright." Zhao De suddenly realized. Today was the day of the groundbreaking ceremony for Lin Dafa's Heihe Coal Mine, and Director Zhang, Deputy Director Wang, and relevant city leaders had been invited to attend.

Going up to the third floor, he arrived at the entrance of Director Zhang Ailing's office. Zhao De knocked on the door three times gently. Zhang Ailing asked from inside, "Who is it?"

"Director Zhang, it's me, Zhao De."

"Come in." A trace of a smile appeared on Zhang Ailing's stern face. She put down the black leather notebook in her hand, straightened her back, and sat upright in her boss's chair, waiting for him to enter.

Zhao De pushed the door open and entered, asking respectfully, "Director Zhang, you were looking for me?"

"Yes." Zhang Ailing nodded, interlacing her fingers in front of her chest, leaning back in her chair, and asked, "Xiao Zhao, is the Logistics Department busy today?"

"Not busy at all," Zhao De replied, full of suspicion about what she wanted to do again. "Why isn't Secretary Li here?"

"Xiao Li isn't feeling well and asked for a day off."

"Didn't she say today that she was going to the countryside with you?" Zhao De thought to himself whether Li Shanshan didn't want to go to the countryside and was deliberately faking illness to take a day off.

"Yeah, but she's not feeling well and took leave. If there's nothing in the Logistics Department, then you can go with me to Shenfu County, how about that?" Zhang Ailing asked for his opinion.

"I... I can." Zhao De was pleasantly surprised. He didn't like staying in that crappy office in the Logistics Department; he actually wanted to go out and clear his head for a bit.

"Then go prepare and wait for me downstairs. I'll be down in a moment," Zhang Ailing instructed.

"Alright." Zhao De retreated, returned to his office to pack his leather bag, put in his black leather notebook and a neutral pen, locked the door, and went to knock on Zhang Da's office door to greet him. Because it was Director Zhang who called him, Zhang Da didn't even let out a fart, just smiled and said, "Since Director Zhang called you, then you go."

Zhao De slung his bag over his shoulder and went from the Logistics Department to the front office building. The driver had already prepared the car and was waiting, so he stood by the car waiting for Director Zhang.

"Xiao Zhao, what are you standing here for? Hasn't Director Zhang come down yet?" Wang Anguo poked his head out from an Audi nearby and asked him.

Zhao De turned back to see it was Wang Anguo, who was scanning him with disdain. He responded with a grin: "Director Zhang will be down in a moment."

"You're going out too?" Wang Anguo asked, squinting.

"Yes, Secretary Li is sick and took leave today. Director Zhang asked me to fill in for her temporarily."

Wang Anguo gave a lukewarm "Oh," retracted his fat head into the car, and rolled up the window.

Director Zhang hadn't come down yet. Zhao De leaned against the car, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a puff. Turning around, he saw Zhang Xiaoyan walking out of the office building with her bag. Their eyes met for a second. Zhang Xiaoyan didn't know why she blushed, lowered her head, and walked hurriedly toward the car Wang Anguo was sitting in, opened the back door, and slipped inside.