Chapter 769

From the old bastard's tight-skinned face and his meaningful words, Zhao Desan sensed that he was unhappy because he saw him too close to Director Lan. After working in the unit for a few months, Zhao Desan always felt that the old bastard was especially enthusiastic about three people in the unit. The first was his daughter Zheng Ru, the second was himself, whom the old bastard regarded as his future son-in-law, and the third was naturally the beautiful and cold young woman Director Lan sitting on the chair beside him. His enthusiasm for him and Zheng Ru had a reason. Zhao Desan understood the origin, but after a period of observation, he roughly understood the extra enthusiasm and kindness to Director Lan. It was that the old bastard was like him, coveting Director Lan's beauty, but because they were in a unit, it was a superior-subordinate relationship, and his daughter was also in the unit, so the old lecher didn't dare to have any particularly obvious and excessive actions toward Director Lan.

After figuring out why the old bastard was not as enthusiastic and kind as usual when he saw him and Director Lan too close, Zhao Desan said with a joking tone: "Director Zheng, look at what you're saying. Director Lan is my direct leader, so I came to ask for advice when I didn't understand something."

Lan Mei also seemed to sense that the old bald donkey was a bit unhappy. As an insider, the origin was naturally clearer than anyone else. She had always been very disgusted with this old bald donkey running to her office for nothing, always smiling at her more brightly than anyone else, but because he was the top official of the Construction Committee, some things couldn't be explained too clearly. As long as he didn't have any excessive actions, it would be fine. Lan Mei also realized that the position she stood with Zhao Desan just now was indeed not like a superior-subordinate relationship. However, this guy was also because she was choked by water just now and helped her pat her back in a hurry, so she didn't have any guard against him. But having said that, standing so close, it was not good for anyone to see it. Fortunately, Zhao Desan's brain was flexible enough. He had already dodged to the side unconsciously when the old bald donkey entered the office, and when he spoke in front of the old bald donkey, he was not nervous at all, his demeanor was natural, as if nothing had happened, and the atmosphere didn't look awkward or cramped at all. This made Lan Mei quite satisfied with his reaction. She glanced at him sideways. This look didn't have the coldness and sigh of the past, but had a bit more woman's tenderness and lingering affection. After being received by Zhao Desan with the corner of his eye, he had a little impulse in his heart.

"Have you finished talking about work with Director Lan?" Zheng Zheng Tulu walked up, pulled a chair at the desk and sat down, his attitude toward him looking much more kind than just now.

Zhao Desan said "Oh" and laughed: "Finished, then Director Zheng, you and Director Lan talk, I won't disturb you, I'll go back to work."

"Yes, go, work hard. I see that your enthusiasm for work recently is not as enthusiastic as when you first came. Don't slack off for me, otherwise I'll tell your cousin to clean you up!" Zheng Zheng Tulu was very satisfied with his future son-in-law being so sensible and considerate, pointed at him and shook it a few times, and joked.

Zhao Desan nodded repeatedly and chuckled: "I won't slack off, I won't slack off... I'll go to work now."

"Go." Zheng Zheng Tulu waved his hand, watched him walk out of the office door, turned his head and narrowed his lecherous triangular eyes, smiling especially enthusiastically at Lan Mei, and his voice was much gentler and kinder than just now: "Xiao Lan, how is Xiao Zhao's work recently?"

Lan Mei moved her slender and tall body, changed her sitting posture, straightened her thin and soft waist, and looked especially temperamental when she raised her head and chest. Especially the two meat buns wrapped in work uniforms, suddenly seemed to have expanded a lot when she raised her head and chest, supporting the coat round and bulging. The collar with a button opened a few inches, revealing a larger area of white, tender skin. The skin was white and red, shining, and the more it went down, the more it bulged, which was very alluring, making the old lecher's two triangular eyes shine, and the corners of his mouth hung with drooling lecherous smiles, almost drooling. Men are strange to say. To say that the virtuous wife at home of the old bald donkey was more than ten years older than the beautiful young woman who was cold and unapproachable in front of her, and her skin was not as smooth as hers, but she was in her forties, and whether it was from figure or appearance, the maintenance was quite tender. The figure curve was graceful, plump-breasted and fat-buttocked, front-convex and back-upturned. Although the appearance could not be said to be a country-toppling beauty, in her forties, it was a different flavor that was mature to the extreme, and it could be regarded as a top-grade product among women walking on the street. But this old bald donkey was bent on losing interest in her, leaving such a charming wife alone at home, and not only indulging in debauchery and singing every night when socializing outside, but also coveting this female subordinate in the unit.

Although Lan Mei was born arrogant and always faced people with a cold face, no matter how strong the aura was, no matter how hard the heart was, she was still a woman. There is a saying that men are made of mud and women are made of water. No matter how arrogant Lan Mei is, she cannot become mud. Her heart is not as strong as a man's, and her face is not as thick as a man's. Under the lecherous gaze of the old bastard, her heart became flustered and nervous, but she knew that she couldn't show cowardice and fear in front of this old lecher. The more she showed cowardice, the more he might have some bold ideas, or even do something. So although Lan Mei's face was a bit hot, she still pretended to be calm, hung a cold smile at the corners of her mouth and said: "Director Zheng is so concerned about Zhao Desan usually, you must know better than me whether he is serious and hardworking at work, right?"

Lan Mei came to such a sentence unexpectedly, directly checking his army. The old bald donkey then took his lecherous gaze back from her shirt collar that opened a button, said "Oh" and laughed: "We leaders usually care more and help more for new comrades who have just come to the unit to participate in work. It is our responsibility and obligation as leaders to let them enter the work state early. But is Comrade Xiao Zhao okay at work? The young man is very smart and has development prospects. Putting him in the planning department and handing him over to Xiao Lan can also help you share a lot of work."

Lan Mei smiled lightly and said: "Then thank you for your thick love, Director Zheng." In fact, what the old bald donkey said was also true. Although I don't know what the intention was when he insisted on putting Zhao Desan in the planning department, Lan Mei always heard that he was able to enter the Construction Committee by relying on the background of the Minister of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department, Su Qing, as his cousin, and the nepotism relationship with Zheng Zheng Tulu. She had always been very disgusted with new people in the unit who were not royal relatives or national relatives, and they were all wine bags and rice bags, and few could really do practical things. So she had always looked at Zhao Desan coming to the planning department with colored glasses. But in just a few months, Zhao Desan had already emerged, and the ability he showed at work made Lan Mei very unexpected, and her views and prejudices against him were gradually dispelled. On the contrary, she felt that she was a blessing in disguise.

"Xiao Lan, look at what you said, you are the only female director in our unit, how can I not care?" The old bald donkey said with a smile, and picked up the mobile phone that Lan Mei put on the desk and flipped through it, as if he had forgotten what he came here for.

For the old bald donkey's diligence, Lan Mei had long been accustomed to it, and habitually a smile of disdain appeared at the corners of her mouth.

After the old bald donkey unlocked Lan Mei's mobile phone, he played with it seemingly casually. Curiosity about his favorite prey prompted him to have lecherous thoughts, and he secretly opened the mobile phone's inbox to peek at Lan Mei's text messages. Because Lan Mei's mobile phone inbox usually didn't have other people's information except for some information sent by the information station, even if there was, she generally deleted it. It's just that there was a lecherous joke sent by Zhao Desan last time. Although Lan Mei was angry, she felt that the information was quite funny, so she kept it.

As soon as the old bald donkey opened the inbox, he naturally saw an information showing Zhao Desan's name. He was a bit bewildered. Just now, he saw him and the little young woman he liked standing so close, and now he saw the information sent by that guy on her mobile phone again. Zheng Zheng Tulu felt very uncomfortable in his heart, glanced at Lan Mei with suspicious eyes. This kind of behavior of his was peeking at privacy, so it was not easy to say anything, just looked a bit unhappy and closed the mobile phone and put it on the table. This Zhao Desan is really bold, even the woman I like dares to make an idea!