Chapter 440

"Section Chief Wang, look at what you're saying. It was indeed my fault today for not understanding your bureau's regulations." Zhao Desan said politely.

Section Chief Wang laughed, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said: "You came to keep Comrade Xiao Zhao company on duty today, and the time is almost up. Why don't you and Comrade Xiao Zhao go? I'll stay here for a while."

Since Section Chief Wang was so enthusiastic, he didn't decline, bowed, and said: "That's fine, Section Chief Wang, I'll go with Xiao Xue first. It's a pleasure to meet you." Saying this, he reached out and shook his hand.

"But the time isn't up yet, I can't leave my post without authorization, right?" Zhao Xue was afraid that Section Chief Wang was saying one thing but would stab her in the back later.

"There's less than an hour left, go ahead, I'll be here." Section Chief Wang said magnanimously.

"Exactly, you don't even listen to your Section Chief Wang's arrangements? Are you trying to disobey superior orders?" Zhao Desan added jokingly.

"How would I dare." Zhao Xue secretly glanced at Zhao Desan and said coquettishly.

Just like that, Zhao Desan used his status to suppress the arrogance of Zhao Xue's superior and swaggeringly took her out of the office to go shopping.

Because it was New Year's Day, the number of people on the streets of Yuyang City was dozens of times higher than usual, as if they had all appeared out of thin air from some corner, with people surging and noise everywhere.

Zhao Xue wanted to buy some clothes, so she asked Zhao Desan to accompany her to Renmin Street, the most prosperous street in Yuyang City. On the third floor of the Kaiyuan Mall, just as he was accompanying Zhao Xue to pick out clothes in the dazzling array of counters, he walked with his head down and bumped into someone. When they both looked up, they were stunned.

It was truly a case of "enemies meet on a narrow road." The person he bumped into was none other than Li Shanshan. Both of them looked up and were dumbfounded for a moment. Zhao Xue was holding Zhao Desan's arm, and Li Shanshan was standing right in front of him. This made him feel extremely awkward for a moment, the smile on his face stiffening. Li Shanshan's watery eyes burned with the flames of hatred in an instant. She glared at him with hatred for a few seconds, then brushed past him as if she hadn't seen him.

Seeing the two acting like strangers, Zhao Xue felt curious. She pulled him, who was still dumbfounded, and asked: "Why didn't you talk to her? Isn't she from your unit?"

"Oh, units also have factions, we're not in the same camp." Zhao Desan lied casually, "Hurry up and pick clothes."

Zhao Xue said "Oh" and held his arm, strolling slowly through the mall.

On the morning after the New Year's holiday, when he went to work, he met Li Shanshan at the bureau gate again. Just like last time, she glared at him for a moment before walking into the bureau gate as if she hadn't seen him.

Meanwhile, Bai Ling was sweeping fallen leaves in the bureau courtyard. When Li Shanshan walked in front of her, the dust Bai Ling swept up happened to land on her. She stopped and made a scene, scolding her loudly: "Are you blind? Sweeping dust onto me!"

Bai Ling already felt that sweeping dust onto someone was asking for trouble. Seeing it was Li Shanshan, she felt even worse. She lowered her head and apologized repeatedly in a low, submissive voice: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see you."

"Didn't see me? Are you blind?" Li Shanshan cursed angrily.

Bai Ling stood there with her head bowed, holding the broom, not saying a word, letting her vent the anger in her heart.

Zhao Desan saw Li Shanshan using her high status to make a scene and bully Bai Ling. He couldn't stand it, walked up, and said to her: "Shanshan, if you have any anger, vent it on me, don't make a scene here!"

"None of your business! Get lost!" Li Shanshan cursed at him, kicked a pile of leaves at her feet, and walked quickly into the office building with her high heels clicking on the ground.

Seeing her leave, Zhao Desan asked Bai Ling: "Sister Bai, are you okay?"

"I'm... I'm fine." Bai Ling lowered her head, her voice a bit hoarse, and a tear fell onto the ground.

"This Li Shanshan, she's really something, relying on being Bureau Chief Zhang's secretary to look down on everyone!" he said, standing up for her.

"It's all my fault... if... if it weren't for me, this wouldn't have happened." Bai Ling said, blaming herself, sobbing with grievance.

"If you want to blame someone, blame me. If I hadn't called you to the office, it wouldn't have..." Zhao Desan felt the responsibility was entirely his and couldn't help but blame himself.