Chapter 5590

Fan Binbin had long been impatient from the rubbing. She directly pried open the flower lips, supported his treasure, and performed a Guanyin sitting on the lotus. Suddenly, a comfortable feeling swept through her whole body. Zhao Desan moved passionately while rubbing the two

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hot water bags hanging on her chest, occasionally slapping her buttocks, having a great time. Fan Binbin also made satisfied humming sounds.

On this empty, deserted grass, the two played for over an hour, until... until the peak moment of the second blooming arrived, they hurriedly organized their clothes and rode the electric scooter back.

Although Zhao Desan's life never lacked women, and he was smooth sailing in his official career, this wasn't the joy of being an official. Watching his enemies fall one by one and enjoying the process was the true joy of being an official.

After accompanying Wu Min back from a trip to Yunnan, he had to start investing himself in that nine-to-five work again. That night, Zhao Desan slept very early. During the week in Yunnan, he had almost been squeezed dry by Sister Wu. He had to rest well to return to work with a good spirit. This time, he had left his post for a week on the grounds of sick leave. He didn't know if anything had happened in the district during the week he was away.

Early the next morning, Zhao Desan arrived at the unit. After sitting down in the office, he called the little nanny, Li Shuangfei, over.

After Li Shuangfei pushed open the office door and entered, seeing Zhao Desan leaning on the boss chair, looking somewhat exhausted, she asked with a charming smile, "Is your illness not better yet?"

"What illness?" Zhao Desan was asked this and was a bit puzzled, asking back.

The little nanny said, "Didn't you take time off to recuperate because you weren't feeling well? Why does your complexion still seem not very good?"

Zhao Desan then came to his senses, touched his face, and laughed, "The complexion is a bit bad. Shuangshuang, let me ask you, during the time I wasn't here recently, did anything big happen in the district?"

"Big things?" The little nanny frowned and thought for a while, saying, "Nothing big happened, but..."

"But what?" Hearing the little nanny say this, Zhao Desan asked quickly.

"It's just that the District Committee held several meetings and adjusted the work of several people." The little nanny replied.

"Adjusted work?" Zhao Desan couldn't help but look at her suspiciously, then asked, "Adjusted what work? Who adjusted it?" When he threw out these questions, he was a bit puzzled in his heart. As the top leader, he wasn't there, so who dared to make decisions on their own and adjust other people's work at will?

The little nanny said, "Wasn't there a plan to adjust the work of several grassroots leaders a while ago? Deputy Secretary Wang held the meeting and adjusted the work of the District Construction Committee Director."

Damn! Wang Leji, you've really turned the world upside down. As soon as I leave, you start covering the sky with one hand, right! Zhao Desan immediately understood, cursed viciously in his heart, chatted with the little nanny for a few words, and after sending her away, he picked up his coat from the chair, got up, left the office, and went straight to the Executive Deputy Secretary Wang Leji's place.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Before knocking on the door, Zhao Desan tried his best to calm his emotions. After all, this guy Wang Leji was still Mayor Zhang's person. If the conflict between them was too serious, he would inevitably lose credibility with Mayor Zhang. But at the same time, he also understood that this old thing Wang Leji had taken advantage of his absence to promote Gao Haiping. His purpose was self-evident—wasn't it just to consolidate his position in the Chanba District and form cliques to oppose him?

"Please come in!" Wang Leji responded from inside.

Zhao Desan pushed open the office door, a gentle smile on his face, and walked in swaggeringly with his hands behind his back. As soon as Wang Leji looked up and saw it was the top leader Zhao Desan, he quickly stood up from his seat and said with a smile, "Secretary Zhao is back to work. Please sit, please sit." As he spoke, he personally poured a cup of tea for Zhao Desan, sent it over, and offered a cigarette, lighting it for him.

"How is Secretary Zhao's health now?" Wang Leji asked, pretending to be concerned.

Zhao Desan picked up the tea, blew on it, took a cautious sip, put down the cup, and said, "Much better."

Wang Leji sized up Zhao Desan. Seeing that his spirit didn't seem very full, he smiled hypocritically, "I see Secretary Zhao's complexion still doesn't look very good. Since your health is bad, just rest for two more days. Why are you in such a hurry to come to work so early? Health is important."

"Heh heh." Zhao Desan laughed softly, exhaled a puff of smoke leisurely, and said unhurriedly, "I can't not come back. There's so much time in the district, I can't let go of it even while resting for a day."

"Heh heh, isn't there still me?" Wang Leji said with a smile.

"There's so much work in the district, leaving it all to you, old Wang, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it." Zhao Desan laughed again, then asked, "Old Wang, nothing big happened in the district recently, right?"

"Everything is normal," Wang Leji replied with a smile.

Zhao Desan tapped his fingers on the coffee table, suddenly as if remembering something, and asked Wang Leji, "By the way, old Wang, the work of adjusting the grassroots team in our district must be settled quickly. This matter has been dragged on for so long. If it continues to be dragged on, I'm afraid it will affect the normal development of work."

(Chapter 3044: Eighteen Touches)!