Chapter 4157

Although Zhao Desan said so, a warm feeling still welled up in Yang Meixia's heart, and she ate the food carefully. Zhao Desan kept talking. Seeing Yang Meixia not speaking, he grabbed the spoon in Yang Meixia's hand, held her hand, and said, "What's wrong? I'm talking, and you're not listening."

Yang Meixia smiled indifferently and said, "I'm listening."

Yang Meixia wanted to pull her hand back from Zhao Desan's hand, but Zhao Desan held it tightly and wouldn't let go even if he died.

"Zhao Desan, what are you doing?" Suddenly a woman's voice came from afar.

Yang Meixia heard someone calling Zhao Desan and couldn't help but look back. It turned out to be District Party Secretary Wu Min. She didn't expect her to come here to eat too.

Zhao Desan saw it was Wu Min, secretly called it bad, hurriedly let go of Yang Meixia's hand, and smiled, "Secretary Wu is also here to eat?"

Wu Min didn't answer Zhao Desan's words, but looked straight at Yang Meixia, then squinted at Zhao Desan and said, "Came here to eat with a few leaders in the district!"

Zhao Desan nodded with an awkward smile.

Wu Min said expressionlessly, "Zhao Desan, I have something to do, so I'll go first. By the way, Minister Yang, the district is considering your matter, and it might be decided in two days."

During Wu Min's speech, she was looking at Yang Meixia from beginning to end. Zhao Desan was still terrified, fearing that last night's matter would make things very unfavorable for him.

After Wu Min left, Zhao Desan and Yang Meixia had no mood to eat. Zhao Desan couldn't help but ask, "Meixia, what matter of yours did Secretary Wu just say the district is considering?"

Yang Meixia didn't hide it from Zhao Desan either. She said, "I thought for a long time last night. I want to go back to the city to work. I told my dad, and I also submitted the report to the District Party Committee. I don't want to work in Chanba District anymore. I might be transferred away in a few days."

"Meixia, don't leave, okay?" Zhao Desan tried to persuade her to stay, saying that he really didn't want her to be transferred around like this because of emotional matters.

Yang Meixia smiled bitterly and said, "I've already made up my mind. You have Secretary Wu covering you in the district, and other women loving you. I'm redundant here. Staying will only affect you and make me sad. I thought for a long time, and I decided to leave here."

Zhao Desan knew that his status in Yang Meixia's heart was very important. He felt that perhaps Yang Meixia's departure would be a relief for both of them. Love doesn't need to be reasoned. When lovers leave, it's not that reason can bring back the lover's heart. He sighed heavily and said, "Since you have made such a decision, then I respect your choice, but I won't forget how good you were to me, Meixia."

Yang Meixia smiled and said, "Zhao Desan, to be honest, we are college classmates. It proves that you and I still have some fate to meet again after a few years of graduation, but we can only say that we have fate but no luck."

Li Desan felt a sinking heart when he heard Yang Meixia say this. For him, there were too many things that had fate but no luck. Wasn't it the same with Zhao Xue? But such things still happened. However, Yang Meixia's departure might really be a good thing for him.

Zhao Desan smiled bitterly, raised his head and asked her, "Where are you going to be transferred to?"

Yang Meixia said, "Go back to the Provincial Federation of Trade Unions or go to the Municipal Propaganda Department. There are only these two departments that can be transferred to now. It doesn't matter to me which department I go to."

Zhao Desan really didn't expect Yang Meixia to leave here because of this matter. His heart suddenly ached. Sometimes, the goat left and the deer came. This is good, Yang Meixia also left, and there was a barrier between him and Fang Qi. It seems that it is really difficult to have both fish and bear's paw.

When having lunch with Yang Meixia, Zhao Desan drank some white wine because of his depressed mood, and chatted until past two in the afternoon. Because of the transfer, the District Organization Department called Yang Meixia to talk, so Zhao Desan returned to the unit.

Sitting at the desk, Zhao Desan lit a cigarette, frowned, and recalled what happened since he was with Yang Meixia. He felt that Yang Meixia's departure might really not be a bad thing. Although there would be no more male and female feelings between the two, it could be considered a relief for him, at least he would no longer be a target of Fan Chengquan's attack.

Scenes of his contact with Yang Meixia flashed in Zhao Desan's mind one by one. For a whole afternoon, he sat in the office and almost didn't do anything. It wasn't until a phone call near the end of work in the afternoon that his thoughts were interrupted. He picked up his mobile phone with an extremely depressed mood and saw that it was a call from Wu Min, so he pressed the answer button. Just as he put the phone to his ear, a roar came from his ear, like the howl of a woman who had been suppressed for a long time reaching the climax.

Wu Min's voice was hoarse and sharp, ringing on the phone, as harsh as metal scratching on an iron plate. Zhao Desan was confused and felt inexplicable, so he had to move the phone to the side and stay away from his ears as much as possible. Even so, Wu Min's voice was still very restless, with strong penetrating power, shaking the air, and she said, "Zhao Desan, do you understand what organizational discipline is? Is your brain burned out? Are you deliberately causing trouble for the district, or are you trying to show off?"

Zhao Desan didn't know what happened yet, and was confused, but couldn't interject, so he could only listen to Wu Min's roar on the phone from afar. As for Wu Min, one was that he didn't dare to argue, and the other was that when he really argued, he was no match for Wu Min. Although he was eloquent and had good eloquence, when it came to real work matters, he was still a minor witch compared to Wu Min.

But he was still complaining in his heart, thinking that you are the District Party Secretary, why do you behave like a street shrew on the phone?

Zhao Desan originally thought that Sister Wu's call was so excited because of last night's matter, but Sister Wu scolded a lot of things that made him puzzled, such as dog meat can't be put on the table, work is average, and posture is high-profile. Listening to Sister Wu's ugly words, Zhao Desan didn't say a word. After all, Wu Min is the District Party Secretary, and he wouldn't go against the District Party Secretary.

It wasn't until Wu Min scolded for a full five minutes, taking advantage of her breathing on the phone, that Zhao Desan tentatively asked, "Sister Wu, what... what happened?"

Wu Min said sternly, "What happened? You go online and see, now our Xijing City has become the focus of news, Vice Mayor Tang was robbed and his arm was broken..."

Zhao Desan was shocked, thinking that it wouldn't be investigated that he was the one who made trouble behind his back, right? His whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he hurriedly said, "It has nothing to do with me!"

Wu Min roared, "I'm not talking about this matter. Vice Mayor Tang's arm was broken, which was already making a lot of noise on the Internet. You are good, at this critical moment, you pushed our district out again, completely smearing the image of our district's leading cadres!"

Zhao Desan still didn't quite understand, rubbed his ears, frowned, and said in confusion, "Sister Wu, what... what is it? Can... can you explain it clearly?"

Wu Min said sternly, "Explain it clearly? What did you do this weekend?"

Zhao Desan recalled and said, "I... I didn't do anything!"

Wu Min roared, "You go to Weibo and see, now your behavior has become a hot news item. You have money, right? You have money, but you should also pay attention to your image. Your current identity is not an ordinary person, not a rich second generation, but Zhao Desan, the Vice District Mayor of Chanba District. I don't care how you spend your money, but you can't affect the image of the district!"

Hearing Wu Min's words, Zhao Desan suddenly understood a little, and then heard Wu Min say, "Do you know that your spending over a million to buy a luxury car at the car show is now crazy on Weibo? It has become hot news. You come to my office immediately and explain to me what is going on!"

"Beep, beep, beep, beep!" After speaking, Wu Min hung up the phone angrily.

Zhao Desan held the phone, and Sister Wu's stern voice still echoed in his ears. He couldn't help but be stunned. He never thought that just because he bought a Land Rover for Yang Meixia, it would cause such a big trouble, which shows the extent of the conflict between officials and the public now. He frowned, his head buzzing, and last night's matter made him upset. Suddenly such a thing happened again, it was really raining on the roof, which made him extremely depressed.

Sitting in the office and smoking a cigarette in depression, he extinguished the cigarette butt, and Zhao Desan rushed to the District Committee to find Wu Min. After knocking on Wu Min's office door and entering, Zhao Desan saw Sister Wu glaring at him with her eyebrows raised. He had never seen Sister Wu so serious, and couldn't help but feel cold behind his back, stammering, "Sister Wu, I... I'm here." As he spoke, he walked to the sofa and sat down.

Before Zhao Desan's buttocks were fully seated on the sofa, he heard Wu Min shout sternly, "Who told you to sit!"

Zhao Desan immediately bounced up like he was sitting on a nail, stood in place, and looked at Sister Wu at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Wu Min waited for Zhao Desan expressionlessly and questioned seriously, "You explain to me clearly, what is going on? Don't you know the organization's policy? If you think the car assigned to you by the unit is not good, you can submit a report to apply! At first, you requested not to have a driver and wanted to drive that Passat. You privately bought such an expensive luxury car. Do you know how much impact you have caused on the image of the District Committee and the District Government?"