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Chapter 766

~11 min read 2,132 words

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, wait." Xia Xia Jian suddenly ran up from the first floor in two or three steps and called him.

"Brother Xia is also here to work." Zhao Desan looked back and greeted him very politely. For Xia Xia Jian's treacherous and carefulness, Zhao Desan despised him from the heart, but because he was a colleague in a department, he looked down and saw him often, so he tried his best to respect him as much as possible when he should be respected on the surface.

"Yes, what did Director Zheng say to you just now?" Xia Xia Jian caught up and asked with a sly grin. That treacherous appearance didn't look like he had any good intentions at first glance, making Zhao Desan feel very disgusted. Every time he saw the old bastard chatting with him a few more words, this villain would come up to inquire about this and that as soon as he saw it, looking like he was interested in everything.

"Just said hello when we met in the yard, look at you making a fuss." Zhao Desan glanced at him sideways and said with a light smile, not caring.

Xia Xia Jian smiled sneakily and said in a low voice: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, I found that our Director Zheng has been especially caring for you these past few months. Are you having something with his daughter Zheng Ru?"

This guy is really a gossip, Zhao Desan turned his head and put on a straight face and said: "It's better not to talk nonsense about this!"

"Then Director Zheng is so good to you, I haven't seen him so enthusiastic and caring to me." Xia Xia Jian's tone was a bit light, obviously feeling very unbalanced that he, a newcomer who had been in the unit for less than half a year, was valued by leaders.

For Xia Xia Jian's intentional expression of dissatisfaction with himself, Zhao Desan could be regarded as giving him enough face as a junior, but he was still like this, making Zhao Desan a bit angry. He simply didn't look at him and said unpleasantly: "Then trouble Brother Xia to ask Director Zheng." After saying this, he walked directly to the office, making Xia Xia Jian stand in place with a gray face and stare for a while before entering the office angrily.

Recently, Zheng Ru also found that her father was too enthusiastic about Zhao Desan, and there were gossips in the unit. Although she didn't dislike Zhao Desan from the bottom of her heart, on the contrary, she quite appreciated this man who had a sense of justice but also a little humor and fun, but in order to avoid suspicion, she still tried her best not to talk to him all day long. Even if she was working in the office, perhaps they were both familiar with their work, and they wouldn't be helpless like when they first came to the Construction Committee, and couldn't find time to chat, or perhaps it was really to avoid people talking about it, intentionally not saying a word, making the two of them always look at each other intentionally or unintentionally when they were working, and then continue to do their own things without saying a word.

Since meeting Zhao Xue last night at the entertainment center invested by Zhang Zhang Jiayin, the general manager of Beichen Real Estate, Zhao Desan's mind had been filled with her somewhat bitter appearance from last night until now, and he was deeply anxious about her experience over the past few months. Today, he had no heart to work at all, thinking about how to raise such a large sum of money. More than 300,000, that was not a small amount. Xia Xia Jian, Comrade Xiao Zhao, Zheng Ru? Don't mention these three people, their monthly salary of two or three thousand would take ten years to save enough. On the contrary, Director Lan's monthly salary plus bonus could get about 10,000. A single woman's life probably wouldn't cost much money, so she could borrow some money from her. It's just that Director Lan, this woman, was usually a bit too alienated from people and always kept a distance from people in the unit. Even Zhao Desan thought that after Director Lan asked him to go home to repair the circuit last time, her attitude toward him would improve. Not to mention enthusiasm, at least when they met, it wouldn't be like enemies, always holding a proud face and looking at each other coldly. Who knew he was wrong? Director Lan's attitude toward him from the beginning to now had not changed at all. Especially after he carelessly sent that kind of indecent thing to her twice in a row, Director Lan's attitude toward him not only didn't improve, but sometimes looked at him with a bit of disdain. Thinking of the mistakes he shouldn't have made due to his carelessness, Zhao Desan felt even more embarrassed to speak to Director Lan. Besides, borrowing so much money at once, even if Lan Mei was kind enough to be willing to lend it to him, when would he pay it back? This money was used to raise for Zhao Xue to treat her mother's illness. Zhao Xue wouldn't be able to pay it back for a while. If he saved it with his own salary, it would be anxious to death. Even if Director Lan wasn't in a hurry, he was in a hurry. But there was a way to offset this money, and that was to promise himself to her. At worst, let the young, beautiful, but unmoistened Director Lan use it for a year or two. Zhao Desan thought wildly and jokingly, and laughed uncontrollably.

This laugh was terrible. It was really saying Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived. Just after fantasizing about Director Lan as an object of lust and passionately entangling with her in his mind, a familiar, ruthless, cold voice reached his ears: "Zhao Desan, what are you secretly laughing at alone during work hours?"

Zhao Desan immediately realized that the Blue Witch had arrived, so he quickly closed his mouth and stopped his self-laughing, raised his head with a nervous expression, and looked. Sure enough, damn! Director Lan was standing by his side, her tall, graceful figure leaning gently against the table, her head slightly lowered, a pair of watery eyes emitting sharp and mean light, her expression looking a bit playful, as if waiting for him to explain why he was laughing alone during work hours instead of doing his work.

"Director Lan, you're here?" Zhao Desan's nervous expression only existed for one second before he changed it to a cheeky look at her. Looking up from bottom to top, Director Lan's tall body was wrapped in a dark professional suit, looking more and more straight and graceful. The two meat mountains in front of her chest were wrapped round and full. The white shirt inside was naturally opened with a button, revealing a piece of snow-white, flawless skin. A platinum pendant hung down along the jade-white skin into the shirt, invisibly leading people to fantasize about the mysterious unknown zone wrapped under the shirt. Although Zhao Desan boasted that he had seen countless types of meat buns in his life, he still felt a bit mysterious about the fresh meat buns he hadn't seen before, and really wanted to have a day to personally appreciate whether such an arrogant and hot female boss was qualified to hold her face all day long.

"How is the work I gave you a few days ago finished?" Director Lan looked down at him from above, with no expression on her beautiful face. However, her tone was not very strict. After speaking, as if she knew Zhao Desan hadn't finished it, her expression looked a bit light, her face tilted slightly, a wicked smile squeezed from the corners of her mouth, and it seemed more like she was waiting for Zhao Desan to be unable to pay the debt so she could criticize him well.

Although Zhao Desan usually gave people the feeling of being careless and not doing his job, he was actually diligent and down-to-earth during work hours. Coupled with his natural intelligence and strong work ability, the work Lan Mei gave him could usually be completed on time, and the quality was also passable. It was precisely because of this that Lan Mei often handed over some things she didn't have time to do or was busy with other important affairs to him. The thing she wanted now was the first draft of the Xijing Historical and Cultural City Protection Plan compiled by the China Planning Institute, which was hired by the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government of Hexi Province to apply for the national historical and cultural city this year. The Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government handed over the detailed compilation work of the plan to the Provincial Construction Committee. As the director of the Planning Department of the Construction Committee, Lan Mei spent a month compiling a detailed planning scheme. Before submitting it to the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, she handed it to Zhao Desan and asked him to help check it to prevent any omissions.

Learning that Director Lan came to get things, Zhao Desan nodded with a smile and said: "Finished reading." While saying this, he pulled open the drawer and took out two planning drafts that Director Lan gave him. While respectfully handing them to her, he said: "Director Lan, this is the one you gave me. After reading it, I basically didn't change it, it's just... it's just that I corrected some typos. This is a copy I re-modified. I printed both copies. You can take a look."

Lan Mei paused, glanced at him, took the two planning drafts and flipped through them roughly. The content didn't change much, but because of the tight time, her compilation was inevitably full of typos. Fortunately, this guy was really careful. Not only did he correct the typos one by one, but he also re-printed a copy of the draft after correcting the typos. Zhao Desan's carefulness really made Lan Mei a bit unexpected. Originally, this guy sent her that kind of indecent thing three times, making Lan Mei feel that the guy must have felt that she had no man, so he deliberately teased her, so she wanted to find something at work to deliberately make things difficult for him, but he always performed in a way that made people unable to bear to make things difficult for him again. For a subordinate like Zhao Desan, Lan Mei really couldn't say whether she liked or hated him. If she said she hated him, his work was done without any thorns to pick, and although there was a backer like the Minister of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department behind him, he had always been very low-key in the unit and had a good relationship with colleagues. She really didn't know where to hate him; if she said she liked him, although he was tall, handsome, humorous, and very popular with women, first, there was a gap in age and status, and second, she felt that she herself was a woman who was not very interested in men, so she couldn't talk about liking him. But I don't know why, she had a different feeling for this subordinate who had just come to work for less than half a year.

Zhao Desan raised his face and watched Director Lan flip through the planning draft a few times, glanced at himself with strange eyes, and said nothing more. He let out a breath in his heart. It seemed that she couldn't find any fault with him. A triumphant smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Lan Mei looked at the planning draft for a few times, really couldn't find any fault, so she stood up straight, clamped the planning draft, and walked out of the office. Looking at her back as she left, Zhao Desan suddenly remembered the serious matter, asking her to borrow money. Originally, he was very hesitant about whether he should ask this sexy, hot, but cold and ruthless female boss to borrow money, for fear that he wouldn't be able to pay it back for a while after borrowing it. But he had already promised Zhao Xue to help her raise this money last night. She was probably waiting for his call all day today, so in desperation, Zhao Desan made up his mind. After Lan Mei walked out of the office for a few minutes, he walked toward her office with hope and anxiety.

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