Chapter 736

Just when he was not so nervous, Lan Chuzhang's deliberate cough attracted his gaze. He turned his angle slightly to look at her and confronted her eerie gaze, only to find that Lan Chuzhang was staring at himself with eyebrows and eyes. The expression was clearly very angry. Zhao De was nervous again and lowered his head, not daring to look at her eyes again.

When Zheng Tulu spoke, the whole conference room was very quiet. After finishing his speech, he deliberately looked at Zhao De and said to the seven or eight new people who attended this symposium with a grin: "This symposium this year is for you young people who just came to the Construction Committee to work this year. There is no need to be so serious. Everyone has been working for a few months. If you have your own work, ideas, or opinions, you can say them."

Who would be willing to stay in the current position for a lifetime and not want to go up after squeezing their heads into this fat yamen of the Provincial Construction Committee through written exams and interviews? Everyone looked for opportunities to show their ability in front of leaders and compete for favor. After Zheng Tulu finished speaking, there was whispering in the conference room. The new people whispered to each other for a while, and then everyone started to speak enthusiastically like they were beaten with chicken blood.

Zhao De originally wanted to show his extraordinary features at the meeting, but he looked at Lan Chuzhang several times and found that she had been looking at him with very strange eyes, which made him a bit nervous and uneasy. For a moment, he didn't have the confidence to show his eloquence in front of so many people. Lan Chuzhang's eerie gaze made Zhao De feel that it should be because he was late for the meeting that she was angry. So he tried not to look at her, just as if he didn't notice her, forcing himself to calm down gradually, wanting to wait for everyone to speak and then give a generous speech. But later he couldn't be calm. Nima! She always looked at him with such eerie eyes, which made Zhao De very angry in his heart. He thought, isn't it just being late! If you want to write a review, write it, if you want to criticize, criticize it, but not at the time of the symposium. Is it necessary? Seeing that more than half of the people talked about their ideas and opinions, she deliberately made me unable to lift my head in front of Zheng Tulu, Ma Debang, and several colleagues. Zhao De was very angry. No wonder Zheng Ru would confront her that day. Is such a trivial matter worth it? Which public institution is not late and leaving early? Only you, Lan Mei, have noble character, and only you know how to dedicate your life to the cause of urban planning!

Zhao De was full of anger and secretly scolded Lan Mei in his heart. After a while, everyone else finished speaking, and only he was still lowering his head and looking lost in thought. Zheng Tulu called him by name and said to the seven or eight new people who attended this symposium with a grin: "Xiao Zhao, why don't you say something? Other comrades have spoken."

Zhao De immediately raised his head and said with a grin: "Let everyone finish speaking first." He thought that if he didn't say something after this old guy was so "kind" to him, he would really be sorry for him. So he didn't look at Lan Mei and started to speak.

A long speech, with appropriate wording, summarized the problems and feelings in every detail, and intentionally mentioned that Lan Mei, the leader, was very serious and responsible to her subordinates, wanting to take this opportunity to please her. A speech made everyone in the conference room look at him with admiration. Zheng Tulu smiled even more satisfactorily and said he spoke well.

More than an hour later, the symposium was over. People in the conference room left one by one. He deliberately dawdled, wanting to wait for everyone to leave and wait for Division Chief Lan to lecture. When Zheng Tulu and Ma Debang passed by him, they patted him on the shoulder one after another and cast a satisfied smile at him. This piece of cake was a magic weapon for the two to fight in secret. Both wanted to use him to please Su Qing's relationship and win in the secret competition between the number one and number two.

Everyone left the conference room quickly. Lan Chuzhang was the last to get up. He stood at the door of the conference room and looked at her with a very apologetic look, wanting to get her understanding. He also saw that Lan Chuzhang was the last to get up, which must be to find an opportunity to criticize him. So he sat down and prepared to welcome the storm. Who knew that when Lan Chuzhang passed by him with her proud chest, she just glanced at him with strange eyes and didn't say a word, and walked past him with a seductive fragrance.

Damn, I've waited for you to criticize and given you enough face. Don't take bean buns as dry food! Take yourself so high! Looking at her arrogant look, Liu Hai Rui felt angry. He also spent so much effort to please her at the meeting. It was a waste of saliva! It was thankless! Looking at her graceful figure walking downstairs, he spat on the ground and said in his heart that sooner or later, I must take revenge on you properly in bed!

Everyone in the conference room left, leaving Zhao De standing at the door of the conference room angrily for a while before walking downstairs very unhappily.

Since Lan Chuzhang didn't give him face, Zhao De didn't intend to apologize to her. Isn't it just being late? And it was only two minutes. She shouldn't make a fuss about this. After coming down from the third floor, he simply didn't look at Lan Mei's office and walked past the door righteously.

Just then, Lan Mei, who was sitting in the office, called his name angrily. A nameless fire made Zhao De a bit emotional. He turned his face and asked unpleasantly: "Anything?"

Lan Mei saw that he was still throwing a face at her with emotions, and became even more angry and roared: "Not to mention you were late for the meeting, let's talk about the good things you did!"

Zhao De heard her say this and was puzzled and pondered: What the hell did I do? Except for accidentally forwarding a dirty joke to you, I didn't do anything. Besides, you fucking said yourself that you didn't take it to heart!

So Zhao De also refused to forgive and raised his chin and said: "I... what did I do! Didn't I just send you a yellow..."

"Yellow what?" Lan Chuzhang leaned on the chair and looked at him bewitchingly with her face raised.

It's really which pot is not opened, Zhao De realized he said the wrong thing and quickly explained: "Nothing, I mean what did I do wrong? If you don't tell me, Division Chief Lan, how do I know where I offended you?"

Zhao De calmed down his emotions and thought, Grass! Just now, I was anxious and almost mentioned the matter of sending the wrong message last time. Originally, she said she wouldn't pursue it. If I mentioned it again, she would definitely think I was provoking her. If she told Zheng Tulu about it, that old guy would definitely go to tell Sister Su cheaply. To be honest, if Sister Su knew he sent that kind of message to the leader, he would be finished.

Lan Mei didn't seem to want to say anything more to him, just glared at him angrily and said: "I don't want to talk to you during work hours now. Come to my office after you finish lunch!"

Damn it! Come if you want, who is afraid of whom? Zhao De was also very angry at being tortured by her for no reason. He walked out of her office without looking back.

Several people heard Division Chief Lan scolding him loudly next door. As soon as he entered the office, several people looked at him and laughed as if watching a play. Zhao De was already very angry, and plus being laughed at by them gloatingly, he said disdainfully: "Is it so funny to be criticized by Division Chief Lan!" After speaking, he walked to his seat angrily and opened the computer to watch the news. He was scolded by Lan Mei for no reason early in the morning, which made him have no intention of working at all. He just wanted to wait and see what she had to say after lunch. He had only been late once in the few months he had been working. He didn't offend her much at all. Is that woman having menopause early and taking me as a punching bag!

He stayed in the office for a whole morning in a very bad mood. When eating in the cafeteria at noon, Zheng Ru took the initiative to sit over and saw his unhappy look and asked: "Why do you look listless today? Is it because you were scolded by the one surnamed Lan for being late this morning?"

Zhao De was full of anger and had no mood to eat at all. He put down his chopsticks and said angrily: "If it was because of being late, I would admit it. The key is that she said it wasn't because of being late. She didn't say anything specific. She just said let me find her in the office after eating. Didn't I just... just accidentally send it to her when I forwarded that message last time? Besides, she wasn't angry at that time. I don't know which nerve is wrong today and wants to take me as a punching bag!"

"The one surnamed Lan has a very strange temper. Maybe she suffered a blow in her heart after divorce. It's not worth being angry with her." Zheng Ru said jokingly.

"But you can't take me as a punching bag. I know she has prejudice against me coming to the unit with connections, but... but I can finish the work she handed over on time. What else does she want!" Zhao De said angrily.

"You didn't do anything wrong, what are you afraid of? If she wants to make things difficult for you, she must at least have a handle. What are you afraid of? Don't take it to heart. Just go and see what she says later." Zheng Ru comforted.

Zhao De thought it was the same. Anyway, he didn't do anything, and he was always conscientious in his work. He could finish the things handed over on time, and she didn't pick any big problems. He wanted to hear what she said he did besides sending a wrong dirty joke to her.

So after eating, Zhao De calmed down his emotions, walked directly into the office building, and went up to the second floor to find Division Chief Lan in her office.

"Division Chief Lan, there is no one else now. Can you tell me why you called me here?" Zhao De looked at the empty corridor and saw no one else, so he stood at the door and said in a softened tone.

Lan Mei was thinking about something lost in thought. Seeing him come, she raised her head and glanced at him with an eerie look, said nothing, and just signaled him to go over.