Chapter 677

"The General Office sent people to do it just now." Zhao Desan turned his face and said to her.

"The General Office's work efficiency is quite fast." Zheng Ru's first feeling was also that the General Office's work efficiency today was surprisingly fast. When she first came to work that day, she had no pen or paper, and it wasn't until the next day that the General Office sent them.

"Isn't that so? I also said the General Office's work efficiency was high today." Xia Jian added.

Just at this moment, a graceful figure passed by the door and turned to look inside. Xia Jian immediately sat upright and sullenly grabbed the materials to pretend to work.

Lan Mei's office was right next door, separated by a wall from the Planning Division office. Knowing that she had come to work, no one spoke loudly anymore.

After a boring afternoon, not daring to speak loudly, Zhao Desan felt that perhaps because it was his first day of work and he didn't know many things, he always felt that working in this unit was really not as relaxed as when he first went to work at the Coal Bureau. When he first went to the Coal Bureau to be Secretary Wang Pangzi's secretary, Wang Pangzi rarely stayed in the office all day, and he was basically the only one in the whole office, surfing the internet, chatting, and doing whatever he wanted. It was different here; four people were squeezed into one office, Comrade Xiao Zhao didn't like to talk and was steady and earnest in his work, and Xia Jian was as slippery as if he had been smeared with lubricant, which he didn't like very much. As for Zheng Ru, at over 1.6 meters tall, she was well-developed, with a pretty face and fair skin, and could be considered a beauty, so he had some ulterior motives toward her. But hindered by the fact that he had just come to work here, plus Comrade Xiao Zhao and Xia Jian were present, it wasn't convenient for him to take the initiative to "cultivate feelings" with her. Besides, because she was Director Zheng's daughter, he still had some misgivings. This first day of work made him feel very suppressed.

Before getting off work, Zheng Ru was tidying up her desk while smiling at Zhao Desan, who was not far away: "Zhao Desan, it's your first day of work today, shouldn't you show some appreciation tonight?"

"Ah?" Zhao Desan looked at her in a daze, knowing in his heart that Zheng Ru was clearly wanting him to treat them to a meal tonight.

Seeing this, Xia Jian leaned over and said: "That's right, brother, it's your first day of work today, joining our Planning Division family, the few of us must hold a welcome party for you. Comrade Xiao Zhao, don't you think so?"

Comrade Xiao Zhao, who was still working with his head down, raised his head and smiled shyly. Zhao Desan looked at the three of them "eyeing him like a tiger," it seemed he had to spend some money tonight to win over the relationship between the three of them. After all, they would be colleagues in the same department in the future, and treating them to a meal was only right. But then he thought of what Sister Su had instructed him, not to be too high-profile, which put him in a dilemma, and he pondered in his heart with a smile what to do.

Seeing him looking a bit troubled, Zheng Ru deliberately rolled her eyes to provoke him: "Tsk, Zhao Desan, you wouldn't be that stingy, would you? You didn't drink well with me that day, and today I was prepared to drink a few cups with you properly."

"Where is that?" Liu Hai chuckled, "I'll go to the bathroom first." He used this as an excuse to get up and walk out of the office, walking toward the bathroom at the other end of the corridor with his head down, pulling out his phone to send a message to Sister Su to ask for instructions. After all, since this girl Zheng Ru had brought it up, it would be too heartless for him to decline, and it wouldn't be good to let others think he was stingy. He walked with his head down, found Sister Su's phone number, tapped on the phone keys to send her a message, and without realizing it, reached the bathroom door. The text message was also written. Just as he pressed the send button and raised his head, he bumped into something with a "thud." Zhao Desan didn't react for a moment, and the phone fell to the ground. Without waiting to look up, he hurriedly bent down to pick up the phone. When he raised his head, a pair of slender, beautiful legs wearing red high heels and flesh-colored silk stockings were imprinted in his vision. His first reaction was that he had bumped into a beauty. He secretly rejoiced and, full of expectation, stood up while raising his head, only to see the face of the woman he had bumped into face-to-face. He didn't know until he looked, but once he did, he was truly startled.

Oh no! Division Chief Lan. Zhao Desan couldn't help but curse to himself, his expression becoming extremely flustered and uneasy. He forced a smile at Division Chief Lan, who was arching her willow-leaf eyebrows and looking angry, and apologized with a cheeky face: "Division Chief Lan, I... I'm sorry, I... I didn't see it was you. I didn't bump you and hurt you, did I?"

Lan Mei, standing in front of him, lifted her chin slightly, her willow-leaf eyebrows arched slightly, and a pair of almond eyes revealed bursts of chilliness. Her beautiful face looked a bit scary because of her anger, and the corners of her mouth curled into a cold smile. She glared at him angrily and said: "Do you have eyes on the back of your head? Why don't you look where you're going when you walk!"

"I... I didn't see it was you, Division Chief Lan... I... I'm sorry..." Zhao Desan was in the wrong first, and after being scolded by her again, he was a bit embarrassed and at a loss for what to do for a moment, stuttering and apologizing to her again.

Lan Mei rolled her eyes at him, slanted her angry eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times. She looked very angry, but since this guy kept apologizing like this, it really made her feel like she had nowhere to vent her anger. Finally, she rolled her eyes at him again and said: "Watch where you're going next time! What are you playing with your phone while walking for!"

"I understand, Division Chief Lan, I'm truly sorry." Seeing that her anger had subsided a bit, Zhao Desan bowed and admitted his mistake respectfully, lowering his head slightly, not daring to look directly at this cold, beautiful face that made him feel hair-raising. But because he was over 1.8 meters tall and lowered his head slightly, his line of sight fell squarely on the two mountain peaks under Lan Mei's neck. Division Chief Lan was wearing a dark blue short-sleeved shirt on her upper body, the collar was naturally open with two buttons, and the fair, flawless skin became more and more convex from the collar. Her upright, full chest stretched the shirt until it was full and tight, round and high, as if it were about to burst the third button of the short-sleeved shirt. That feeling of being about to burst out made Zhao Desan, who was in a state of nervousness, feel a trace of heartbeat. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, fearing that Division Chief Lan would discover his loss of composure, so he lowered his head a bit more, and his line of sight immediately moved away from her full chest.

"Pay attention next time!" Lan Mei was also out of temper by Zhao Desan's neither humble nor pushy attitude. Her tone softened a bit, she rolled her eyes at him, and then walked past him with her head held high, looking cold and arrogant, carrying a unique fragrance that only women have. That faint, pleasant, elegant fragrance drifted into Zhao Desan's nostrils, making him feel a heartbeat. He couldn't help but turn his head to steal a glance at her back. From the back, this Division Chief Lan gave him a very familiar feeling. He racked his brains for a moment before recalling that this Division Chief Lan's back and the fragrance she emitted were particularly similar to Bai Ling's. Her height of over 1.65 meters, her curvaceous figure, and her charming walking posture were all exactly the same as Bai Ling's, but the two people's temperaments and personalities were vastly different.

Staring at Lan Mei's back for a while, Zhao Desan immediately turned his head and slipped into the bathroom when he saw her turn. He pulled open a partition and drilled in. He didn't have the urge to use the bathroom; he just came to the bathroom to ask Sister Su whether he should treat them to a meal tonight, so he didn't take off his pants and just squatted down, stroking his phone, which had fallen to the ground and was badly damaged, with a heartache, waiting for Sister Su to reply to him.