Chapter 820

Facing Section Chief Lan's distrust, Zhao Desan's sense of justice was like a compressed spring. The more he was hit, the more he wanted to prove it to her. Without thinking, he directly raised his eyebrows and puffed out his mouth, stubbornly saying, "Section Chief Lan, how do you know I can't help you? I've decided to help you with this favor today!"

Lan Mei smiled bitterly and sobbed softly, "Even if you can help me, I won't... won't let you help me. I don't want... don't want to implicate others, don't want to bring trouble upon yourself. This is my own business, consider me unlucky."

Looking at Section Chief Lan, who usually had a cold and enchanting gaze, appearing so weak today as if she were a different person, Zhao Desan felt it was time to establish a man's dignity in front of her. Although he hadn't thought of a good way to take revenge for her for a while, he still took this responsibility, which wasn't his, onto his shoulders and said unyieldingly, "Section Chief Lan, I have to help you with this matter today."

Lan Mei originally just wanted to complain about her grievances to him, but she didn't expect this guy to unexpectedly want to stand up for her, and he was so stubborn. So she looked at him with tear-red eyes in surprise and asked chokingly, "Help me? How can you help me?"

"Me?" Zhao Desan hadn't thought of any good way yet, so he was speechless for a moment. He rolled his eyes and immediately said, "Anyway, Section Chief Lan, don't worry about it. I will definitely stand up for you in this matter."

Without hearing him say why, Lan Mei smiled bitterly again and sobbed chokingly, "Forget it, Comrade Xiao Zhao. I'm very satisfied that you have this heart. I don't want to implicate you. You just do your own work well. I can only consider myself unlucky." In order not to hurt his face, Lan Mei didn't directly tell Zhao Desan that with his current ability, he couldn't do anything to Zheng the Bald Donkey, that old slicker.

"How can you consider yourself unlucky? You're just indulging that beast. He will definitely become even worse to you in the future." After knowing that Zheng the Bald Donkey was the same kind of person as Wang Anguo, Zhao Desan concluded that as long as Section Chief Lan swallowed her anger for one day, the old bald donkey would definitely not let her go so easily. Even he himself was a little covetous of Section Chief Lan's beauty, let alone an old lecher who held great power.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, don't worry about it. It's getting late, you go back." After pouring out her heart to Zhao Desan, Lan Mei felt much more comfortable. She sniffed her red nose, wiped the tears on her face, and forced a smile. She still wanted to work in the unit and didn't want to show such a fragile side in front of her subordinates, feeling that it would make people laugh at her.

After Section Chief Lan said this, Zhao Desan realized that the light in the office was already very dim. He looked out the window and saw that twilight had climbed onto the treetops. He raised his wrist to look at his watch and found that it was already seven o'clock, a full hour past off-duty time. And he hadn't greeted Sister Su yet. If he didn't go back, Sister Su would probably call. But Zhao Desan really couldn't bear to see Section Chief Lan crying sadly and aggrieved in the office alone. At this time, she was exactly the time when she needed a man to accompany her. He really didn't want to miss this rare opportunity, so he first asked her, "Section Chief Lan, then what will you do?" He would make plans after seeing her answer.

"I... I want to stay alone for a while." Lan Mei said with a lonely expression, sniffing, her voice sounding extremely hoarse.

"Section Chief Lan, then... then why don't I accompany you to find a place to sit for a while? If it's too late, the office building will be locked." Zhao Desan thought for a while and said, thinking that if Sister Su didn't call for the time being, he wouldn't be in a hurry to go back. After all, he still had a little interest in this female superior who was usually arrogant and beautiful. How could he bear to see her sad alone? At this time, his gentleness and thoughtfulness were most likely to move her and most likely to enter her heart.

Lan Mei raised her swollen eyes to look at him, thought for a while, and nodded. So Zhao Desan comforted her while walking out of the office building with her, and got into Section Chief Lan's car upstairs.

"Where to?" Section Chief Lan started the car and asked him with a hoarse voice.