Chapter 421

"Yo, still unhappy?"

"Not at all!" Li Shanshan turned her face away, clearly unhappy, "You're a leader now, and I have to avoid the things you talk about with Bureau Chief Zhang."

"That's because Bureau Chief Zhang asked you to avoid it, don't blame me."

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li." This was Zhang Ailing calling Li Shanshan from the office doorway.

"Enough talking, Bureau Chief Zhang is calling me." Saying this, Li Shanshan ran over.

Zhao Desan went down to the second floor and met Wang Anguo in the hallway. The two smiled politely at each other on the surface and brushed past. After walking two steps, Wang Anguo suddenly turned back to call him, walked up, looked around, and whispered: "Xiao Zhao, I'm fulfilling what I promised you now, and you must also fulfill your promise. You must never let others know about those photos."

Zhao Desan smiled lightly and said: "Deputy Bureau Chief Wang, you can put your heart in your stomach. As long as you do as I say, I guarantee your photos will never be appreciated by others."

"Then... then that's fine." Wang Anguo nodded and smiled uneasily at him, "Then nothing else, I'm going to work."

Watching him enter the office, Zhao Desan returned to the Quality and Safety Section office, sat in his chair, thought for a moment, smiled lightly, opened the assessment report, and according to Bureau Chief Zhang's instructions, made the changes and deletions. Although it wasn't finished, looking at the whole, it was all favorable to Ma Lan.

Sure enough, at the end of September, Deputy Mayor Yu personally asked Zhang Ailing about the assessment. She could only send the report written by Zhao Desan to the city. The municipal leadership formed an internal review panel, comprehensively examined the assessment report, and unanimously voted to agree to merge Gao Husheng's coal mine with Xinmao Mining.

In this way, Zhao Desan had achieved success. On the day before National Day, Ma Lan also received the red-headed document issued by the city. The spirit of the document hoped that she could take over Gao Husheng's mine, and of course, the assessment valuation was within her acceptance range.

Ma Lan felt very surprised when she received the red-headed document from the city, because she had already given up hope for the merger. When she saw the spring photos Wang Anguo sent her and Zhao Desan, she mistakenly thought that Zhao Desan had taken Lin Dafa's benefits to play with her, and had almost completely withdrawn from the competition. Receiving the city's document unexpectedly made her feel both sad and happy for a moment. She really didn't know whether to be happy or worried. Sitting in the office, she pondered that Lin Dafa had spent so much effort on the merger, how did it end up in her hands when she hadn't done anything?

She was a smart person and immediately thought that someone must be helping her in secret. Who was this person? Because of being secretly photographed, she misunderstood Zhao Desan and didn't think of him at all.

The Coal Bureau was of course the first unit to know about the city's decision. Upon learning that the city had sent the document to Xinmao Mining, Zhao Desan sent a message to Ma Lan after getting off work that night.

When she received Zhao Desan's message, Ma Lan had just finished showering and returned to the bedroom. He was the first person to congratulate her when she received the city's "appointment letter." From this point, she felt something was even more wrong. In confusion, she called to ask about this matter. On the phone, Zhao Desan explained the whole story, and she finally understood that she had misunderstood Zhao Desan that day. For a moment, her heart was both happy and inferior. She especially wanted to see this man who was always helping her in secret, so she proposed to see him.

"But Sister Lan, it's so late, I'm at home, how can we meet?" Zhao Desan said on the phone.

Ma Lan thought for a moment and said: "Sister will go to your house, okay?"

"Then you won't accompany Tingting?"

Ma Lan smiled lightly and said: "Tingting is already asleep, Sister will be there in a while." After speaking, she hung up the phone, climbed out of bed, and started to get dressed. Because she had misunderstood him, she hadn't been in touch recently. He had suddenly given her such a surprise, and while moved, she also wanted to bring a reward. She specially picked a black sheer thong in the wardrobe, wore a pair of nude-colored suspender stockings on her legs, and wore a low-cut dress outside, dressing herself up to be incredibly charming. She quietly came out of the room, locked the door, drove, and went straight to Zhao Desan's house.

After finishing the call, Zhao Desan climbed out of bed excitedly, sat in the living room, turned on the TV, and waited for the charming mature woman to "deliver herself to the door." For a while before she arrived, Zhao Desan was afraid that because he had released too much recently, he wouldn't be able to perform as he should after she arrived, so he took a few cans of Red Bull from the fridge to drink as a physical reserve while waiting. And don't say, this stuff really worked. After drinking it, he immediately felt full of energy.

About half an hour later, a familiar knock on the door sounded. For an adult man living alone, a knock on the door late at night was already exciting, let alone when the door opened, and the beautiful, noble woman he was waiting for appeared in front of him.

Seeing Ma Lan for a moment, Zhao Desan stepped aside and smiled foolishly: "Sister Lan, hurry in."

As soon as Ma Lan walked in, before he could close the door, she turned her face and said with a very sincere attitude: "Desan, I'm sorry, Sister misunderstood you."

Zhao Desan closed the door and said: "Sister Lan, you weren't wrong. If you hadn't slapped me and hadn't let me see those things, I really wouldn't have known that the old bastard Wang Anguo was plotting against us behind our backs. You reminded me, and that's why I used his own way to treat him."

"But Desan, you said on the phone that you would deal with him like that, aren't you afraid he'll publish the photos of us two?" Ma Lan was a bit worried when she thought of the passionate photos of her and Zhao Desan in the office in that old guy's hands.

"Heh, Sister Lan, you can rest assured about this. Don't forget that I still have videos and photos of him doing that with those young girls in the bureau in his office. Isn't he afraid I'll publish those things? It's not easy for him to be a Deputy Bureau Chief, and he won't want to die with me, right?" Zhao Desan said without any worry, pulling her to sit by the sofa, his eyes shining as he looked at her charming outfit, especially the small half of her white, tender breasts exposed by the low-cut dress, which was directly attracting his gaze.

"Bad guy, you have quite a lot of tricks." Ma Lan gave him a look that was half-praise and half-scolding, and looked down shyly at her proud breasts following his gaze.

Zhao Desan's gaze fell straight on her breasts, and he smiled wickedly: "Sister Lan, you're dressed so sexily tonight."

"Isn't it all to come see you, little bad guy? Do you like it?" Ma Lan said with eyes like silk, lifting her dress slightly, revealing the lace trim of her nude-colored suspender stockings.

"I like it." Zhao Desan was even more excited when he saw the sexy stockings on her legs. He not only moved to her side but also put a hand on the base of her snow-white thighs without any hesitation and began to stroke them gently. "Little bad guy, can't you stand it after just a few days?" Ma Lan asked teasingly.

Zhao Desan smiled wickedly and moved his hand toward the inside of her thighs, stroking gently with his fingers on the raised soft mound through the sheer fabric, saying: "Of course, I've been missing you, Sister Lan, to death these past few days."

"Be gentle." Ma Lan smiled charmingly and said, "Does it hurt where Sister slapped you?"

"It hurts, how could it not hurt when it was so loud? But it doesn't matter, I'm willing." Zhao Desan said lecherously while gently rubbing her below with his fingers. Soon he felt it become moist, and water seeped out of her panties. Ma Lan gave a soft "uh" from the itch, rolled her eyes happily, and said: "Little bad guy, Sister is leaking because of you."

"Shall we do it?" Although Zhao Desan's words were a request, he had already gently pushed her onto the sofa and leaned in to kiss her breasts.

"Look how impatient you are." Ma Lan smiled charmingly and gently pulled the strap on her shoulder. Suddenly, her fragrant shoulders were fully exposed, and the skin above her chest was all revealed, appearing white, flawless, and crystal clear under the light.