Chapter 806

Zhao Desan wasn't refusing, he just felt that it wasn't appropriate for a man to buy sanitary pads. But seeing her so depressed, and thinking that she had at least lent him 100,000 yuan to solve his urgent need, if he didn't help with this favor, he would be too heartless. So he thought for a moment, hardened his heart, and said: "Division Chief Lan, I'll go buy them for you."

Lan Mei was extremely disappointed, but this guy had agreed to her, so she raised her head and looked at him with pleasant surprise, while shyly lowering her head, and said softly: "Then thank you, please… please be quick."

Zhao Desan gave an "Hmm," turned around, pulled the door open, and went out. He went straight downstairs to the supermarket opposite the unit gate. While pretending to browse and pick out items, he moved toward the shelf of female sanitary products. While looking around sneakily to see if anyone was paying attention to him, he wandered around the dazzling variety of sanitary pads. When someone passed by, he pretended to look elsewhere. He walked back and forth in front of the shelf three or four times without finding an opportunity to make a move.

The supermarket sales clerk noticed Zhao Desan's abnormal behavior and walked up to ask him what he needed. Zhao Desan knew that she had mistaken him for a thief, so he blushed and said in a low voice with an extremely awkward expression: "Sanitary pads, I don't know which kind to buy."

The beautiful female sales clerk covered her mouth and laughed as soon as she heard this. This laugh made Zhao Desan feel even more embarrassed, and his face felt hot. He grabbed a pack of sanitary pads from the shelf, lowered his head, walked to an idle cashier, and handed it to her, not even daring to look at her, for fear that she would laugh at him.

The cashier didn't pay attention to this. After scanning the price, Zhao Desan paid the money and slipped out of the supermarket. After coming out of the supermarket, he was afraid of being seen by people from the unit holding sanitary pads, so he tried to stuff them into his pants pocket. Unfortunately, the jeans he was wearing were just for decoration and couldn't be stuffed in at all. His jacket was also left in the office and he wasn't wearing it, and there were no pockets on his shirt. It seemed he could only hold them in his hand.

He looked at the Construction Committee opposite. Fortunately, it was work time, and there was no one in the courtyard in front of the building. So he quickened his pace, rushed across the road, lowered his head, and walked quickly toward the office building.

Just as he walked to the entrance of the office building, because he was too anxious, he suddenly bumped into someone head-on. Although this person wasn't tall, he was fat and had a big belly. Zhao Desan was walking too fast, and after bumping into him, he felt as if he had bumped into a spring, bouncing back a few steps. After hurriedly standing firm, he saw that it was Zheng the Bald-Donkey. The old guy was glaring at him with a cold face, and it seemed he was going to seize the opportunity to make a point again.

Suddenly, Zhao Desan realized that the thing in his hand couldn't be seen by this old guy, so he quickly put his hand behind his back and said to the old guy with a fawning smile and a chuckle, appearing somewhat panicked: "Director Zheng, are you going out?"

"Where are you running to during work hours? What are you doing in such a panic!" Zheng the Bald-Donkey said angrily with a long face.

Zhao Desan kept the sanitary pads in his hand behind his back, feeling somewhat nervous in his heart, fearing that this old guy would see them. He felt that what he was holding wasn't sanitary paper, but a hot potato, which burned his hand so much that he couldn't even hold it. "Go… go buy a pack of cigarettes," he lied in his nervousness in his anxiety, bowing and scraping to the old guy, smiling, and moving his body to the side to make way for his fat body, letting him hurry away.

Zheng the Bald-Donkey shot him an ungracious glance, then ignored him and walked down the steps with his leather bag under his arm. Zhao Desan hurriedly took this hot potato, quickened his pace, entered the office building, and rushed to the second floor.

Arriving at the second floor, Zhao Desan sneaked around at the stairwell with the sanitary pads. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he quickened his pace and went straight to Division Chief Lan's office door. Without bothering to knock, he twisted the handle and prepared to open the door and go in. Who knew that after twisting it, he found that the door was locked from the inside. In his anxiety, he looked around while knocking on the door and calling out "Division Chief Lan."

After a moment, the door handle clicked, the lock was released from the inside, and then it slowly opened a crack, revealing half of Lan Mei's flushed face. Seeing that it was him, she opened the door and said in a shy, low voice: "Come in."

After Zhao Desan squeezed in sideways through the crack in the door, Lan Mei locked the door again. When she turned back, Zhao Desan handed over the sanitary pads and said: "Division Chief Lan, here."

Lan Mei looked at him shyly with a red face and stretched out her slender jade hand to take the sanitary pads. Seeing her examining the sanitary pads, Zhao Desan said with an awkward smile: "I… I don't know which kind to buy, I just… just bought one randomly."

"It's… it's okay," Lan Mei looked at them. The sanitary pads were exactly the thick Whisper type she usually used. She blushed and giggled shyly. That charming appearance made Zhao Desan feel as if a spring breeze was brushing against his face, a bit intoxicating.