Chapter 3287

Zhao Desan looked at the man suspiciously, then pulled up a chair and sat down, saying angrily: "Hmph! Don't even mention it, it's all that little policeman's fault, he pissed me off..."

"What happened to make you so angry? You must have run a red light, right? Oh, look at you, you're sweating all over..." Ma Lan took a small silk handkerchief from her bag and gently wiped the sweat for Zhao Desan.

The man next to them eavesdropped on the chattering of this man and woman, feeling a bit suspicious. This young man looked only in his twenties; how could he look like this young woman's husband? The man pondered in confusion for a while, then understood: a lover, this woman is keeping a boy toy! Immediately, he cast a look of contempt at Ma Lan, licked his lips with his tongue, and found a table nearby to sit down in low spirits. But he seemed unwilling to give up, sitting there and continuing to admire Ma Lan, this beautiful young woman, very much wanting to hear what she was saying to the boy toy she was keeping.

On this side, Ma Lan leaned her mouth to Zhao Desan's ear, whispering something. While listening, Zhao Desan kept turning his head to look at the man with that fierce gaze. That fierce look, that arrogant and disdainful expression, and the unscrupulous sizing up made the man feel uncomfortable all over. When he heard Zhao Desan and Ma Lan burst into a burst of giggles.

"He looks quite human-like..."

"Still pretending to be a gentleman... look at that fake shirt..."

"This restaurant is becoming less and less tasteful..."

"If you're free, go find another one..."

"No way, it's the same everywhere. That kind of man is like a maggot, there are too many of them."

Hearing this, the man at the table next to them seemed unable to sit still anymore. At first, he had an expression of indignation, but when Zhao Desan and Ma Lan giggled for the second time, he fled in a panic.

"Starving... order something to eat..." Zhao Desan beckoned to the waiter. He actually hadn't eaten his fill at Yang Liu's home at all. Sitting with Liu Shuai, that awkward atmosphere was enough to make him suffer.

"Desan, how have you been lately? Any progress on personal matters?" Ma Lan asked directly about the topic Zhao Desan was most sensitive about.

Zhao Desan raised his head and was stunned for a moment, then while eating, said lightly: "Not yet, not considering this for now. Sister Lan, why don't you talk about yourself?" He took the initiative into his own hands.

"Me?" Ma Lan smiled gently and pretended to be puzzled: "What about me?"

"Are you still alone?" Zhao Desan asked without avoiding it, and while speaking, he looked at her straight with his big eyes.

Ma Lan smiled helplessly, shrugged her shoulders, and said: "Of course. Sister is already at such an age, how can I compare with you young people? Now I just want to focus on doing business well. It's you, you're not young anymore, hurry up and find a good girl to marry. Once you're married and stable, you'll have pressure on you, and you won't be so fickle."

Zhao Desan knew that Ma Lan was saying this out of concern for him, but marriage seemed like a very distant thing to him. And with his fickle heart, although he had met many good girls, he didn't know who to choose. He seemed not to want to live a life where he was restrained everywhere. He smiled disdainfully and said: "Hey! I don't want to consider this problem for now. By the way, Sister Lan, has Lin Dafa contacted you about that piece of land?" While speaking, Zhao Desan shifted the topic to the issue Ma Lan cared about most at the right time.

Sure enough, when it came to this matter, Ma Lan became interested. She looked enlightened, as if she had thought of something, and said to Zhao Desan: "Right, if you hadn't asked, Sister would have forgotten. A few days ago, Lin Dafa entrusted his daughter-in-law, Zhang Hui, to contact me..."

Zhao Desan couldn't help but ask: "What did she say when she contacted you? Was it about that piece of land?"

Ma Lan nodded and said: "Lin Dafa's daughter-in-law, Zhang Hui, conveyed Lin Dafa's meaning to me. His meaning is that he can withdraw from the competition for that piece of land now, but he has one condition..."

Zhao Desan couldn't help but interrupt again: "What condition?"

Ma Lan looked at Zhao Desan's anxious expression and continued: "His meaning is that he wants me to give him some economic compensation. He said that for that piece of land, he ran around and pulled strings, spending a lot of money in the early stages."

Zhao Desan asked suspiciously: "Then how much money does he want?"

Ma Lan extended a finger and said: "Ten million."

"What? Ten million?" Hearing the number Ma Lan reported, Zhao Desan raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and he said with a look of astonishment.

Ma Lan nodded and said: "If I agree to this economic compensation for Lin Dafa, the Lin Group will withdraw from the competition for that piece of land. Desan, do you think that old fox Lin Dafa is trying to play some tricks? Otherwise, why would he suddenly propose to withdraw from the competition for that piece of land? As far as I know, he spent more than ten million for that piece of land."

He has no choice but to withdraw! Zhao Desan sneered secretly in his heart, and a wicked smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. Then he said solemnly to Ma Lan: "Sister Lan, don't agree to his condition for now. The construction projects in the Chanba Development Zone are all managed by the District Construction Commission. I will find a way to help you."

Seeing Zhao Desan's deep appearance, Ma Lan nodded. She knew Zhao Desan's character best. If Zhao Desan hadn't helped her when he was at the Yuyang City Coal Bureau, her mining group wouldn't have been able to grow and strengthen in a short period and directly compete with Lin Mining. In these years, almost everything Zhao Desan promised in front of her had been accomplished. Thinking of this, a warm current surged in Ma Lan's heart. A woman, a single older woman, could always have a man stand up to help her when she encountered difficulties. This made her feel very moved. If she could be ten or twenty years younger, she would definitely marry him without hesitation.

Seeing Sister Lan gazing at him affectionately with those deep, bright eyes, that loving appearance looked so beautiful and charming. A head of black, shiny hair was tied at the back of her head, revealing her fair ear roots and neck, giving people a very clear feeling. Under the foil of the black one-piece long dress on her body, she exuded a noble beauty unique to a mature young woman. Her figure presented the plumpness and fullness unique to a mature woman, yet not lacking in slenderness and grace. The long-lost feeling made Zhao Desan's heart flutter, and his heart couldn't help but start to sway...

Just when Zhao Desan was letting his imagination run wild, Sister Lan smiled gracefully and said: "Desan, if you have time on the weekend, go to Sister's house to sit for a while. Let's catch up properly. Tingting misses you quite a bit, she has nagged about you in front of me several times."

Speaking of Tingting, the scene of making love with her in the apartment she rented last time appeared in Zhao Desan's mind again. That slender figure, the snow-white and firm breasts, the shy, pink, and tender girl's area—all were so heart-stirring. From a seventeen-year-old girl to a big girl in her twenties, years had passed. Whenever Zhao Desan thought of Tingting, he still couldn't forget the scene of deflowering her. The way she was enjoying it while shedding tears was so heart-wrenching. Such a pair of mother and daughter flowers—one a beautiful, noble, and elegant female tycoon, the other a shy, lively, and tender young girl—such a pair of mother and daughter that made countless men lose their souls, yet they both became the confidantes of the same man. Thinking of this, a sense of pride arose in Zhao Desan's heart. He thought, in this world today, the man who has the charm to attract a mother and daughter at the same time must be none other than me, Zhao Desan. There couldn't be a second man!

"Okay, when I have time on the weekend, I will definitely go to Sister Lan's house as a guest." A gratified smile hung on Zhao Desan's face. Thinking of the last time he went to Sister Lan's house, it had already been several months ago. He couldn't help but sigh that time passed so quickly!