Chapter 855

Zhao Desan nodded with a humble smile.

Coming down from the third floor, he happened to run into Zheng Tulu coming up the stairs. Zhao Desan immediately greeted him respectfully with a smile, calling out "Director Zheng."

Zheng Tulu responded with an indifferent "Hmm," glanced at him with a very dissatisfied look, and walked toward his office with his big belly sticking out. Zhao Desan followed him to the door of his office.

Discovering Zhao Desan following him, Zheng Tulu turned his head and looked at him while taking out his keys to open the door, asking, "What is it?"

"Director Zheng, there is a document here that needs your signature," Zhao Desan said with a fawning smile.

Zheng Tulu responded with an indifferent "Oh," opened the office door, walked in, went straight to the desk, threw his leather bag onto the table, sat in the boss's chair, looked at Zhao Desan with disdain, and said, "Bring it here, let me see."

Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, then immediately stepped forward with a fawning smile and handed the document over with both hands.

Zheng Tulu took the document, scanned it twice, threw it on the table, stood up, and said, "You wait a moment, I'm going to the restroom. I'll look at it when I get back."

"Alright." Zhao Desan nodded humbly with a chuckle, and Zheng Tulu stood up and walked out of the office.

After he walked out, Zhao Desan knew he usually kept his phone in his leather bag, and this was the opportunity. He immediately walked to the door and looked at both sides of the corridor. Seeing no one, he quickly turned around, walked to Zheng Tulu's desk, and opened the leather bag. Sure enough, the phone was inside. He immediately pressed the power-off button, then reached into his pocket to take out the phone he had bought, which was the same model as Zheng Tulu's. Only then did he realize he hadn't brought it with him.

*Damn it, I left it in the office desk drawer! * Zhao Desan cursed to himself. He was extremely annoyed. How could he be so careless? This opportunity was too rare. The reason he didn't directly delete the photos of Director Lan from Zheng Tulu's phone album was that Zhao Desan wanted to keep a copy for himself to enjoy Director Lan's body, which was why he bought the same phone, intending to find an opportunity to secretly swap Zheng Tulu's SIM card into the new Nokia phone he had bought, pull a "civet cat for a prince" trick, swap his phone, and the erotic photos of Director Lan that he really wanted to see would be saved on the phone.

Just as he was feeling annoyed that he didn't always carry that powerful knock-off phone with him like he did back at the Yuyang Coal Bureau, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor outside, accompanied by a man's cough. In his panic, Zhao Desan immediately zipped up Zheng Tulu's briefcase, quickly retreated to the sofa, sat down, and looked at the corridor outside the door in a panic.

It turned out to be Ma Debang, who had finished using the restroom and was passing by. Seeing Zhao Desan sitting in Zheng Tulu's office, Ma Debang smiled. Zhao Desan also smiled back and watched him walk past.

If he had directly deleted those photos from Zhao Desan's phone, he could have deleted them just now, but Zhao Desan never intended to delete them directly from the start. Plus, fearing Zheng Tulu would suddenly return after using the restroom, Zhao Desan didn't go over to touch his leather bag again. After sitting on the sofa for a while, Zheng Tulu walked into the office, as if he didn't see Zhao Desan, walked straight to his boss's chair, and sat down, as if he had forgotten the document Zhao Desan had given him. He didn't even look at it, directly took his briefcase, and took out his phone.

"Why is it turned off?" Zheng Tulu was a bit puzzled, muttered to himself, pressed the power-on button, and prepared to reply to the text message Xia Jian's wife had sent him in the morning first.

Seeing Zheng Tulu wasn't in a hurry to look at the document at all, as if he were deliberately making things difficult for him, Zhao Desan reminded him with a fawning smile, "Director Zheng, if you have time, please sign that document first."

"Don't you see I'm busy?" The old guy rolled his eyes at him impatiently, said something indifferent, quickly typed a line on his phone, and sent it to Xia Jian's wife before unhurriedly putting down the phone and picking up the document to look at it. It was just a very ordinary document; usually, the old guy wouldn't even look at it and would sign it with a big stroke of his pen. But since Zhao Desan had a showdown with him, the old guy started finding fault with him at work, but Zhao Desan's work had always been excellent, and the old guy couldn't find any handle, so he started making things difficult for him in these matters.

Just two simple sheets of paper, Zheng Tulu flipped back and forth for a full ten minutes. Unable to find anything inappropriate, he picked up his pen, signed his name with a big stroke, threw it on the table, and without saying anything, picked up his phone again to play with it.

"Director Zheng, have you signed it?" Zhao Desan stepped forward and asked with a chuckle.

"Can't you see?" Zheng Tulu raised his head and looked at him with annoyance, continuing to send text messages on his phone.

Zhao Desan really was "sticking his hot face to a cold butt." He smiled with extreme embarrassment, picked up the document, and said with a forced smile, "Then Director Zheng, you get busy, I'll go downstairs."

Zheng Tulu lowered his head and played with his phone without speaking. Zhao Desan glared at him fiercely, took the document, turned around, and left.

After Zhao Desan left Zheng Tulu's office, the old guy picked up his phone and called Xia Jian's wife directly.

The call connected quickly, and a coquettish voice came through: "Brother Zheng, you finally called. This little sister has missed you to death. You said yesterday you were coming this afternoon, why haven't you come yet?"

"Brother misses you too. Brother is coming over now. Are you at home?" Zheng Tulu said with a chuckle, thinking of the lewd way Xia Jian's wife was active in bed, Zheng Tulu felt his blood boiling.

"Really? Then Brother Zheng, hurry up and come. This little sister has missed you to death. I'm at home," Xia Jian's wife said coquettishly.

"Alright, Brother is coming over right away." After chatting for a few sentences, Zheng Tulu began to feel his beastly blood boiling. He hung up the phone, took his briefcase, and went downstairs impatiently.

When he reached the second-floor stairwell, Zheng Tulu happened to run into Director Lan, who was coming out of her office to use the restroom. The two looked at each other, and the old guy smiled cunningly, "Little Lan, where are you going?"

Lan Mei glared at him fiercely, ignored him, and returned to her office, immediately slamming the door shut with a "bang." She really didn't want to see the beast's face; just seeing it made her feel disgusted.

Zheng Tulu smiled cunningly where he stood, tucked his briefcase under his arm, walked downstairs, and drove straight to Xia Jian's home. On the way to Xia Jian's home, Lin Dafa called Zheng Tulu and said with a chuckle, "Director Zheng, you stayed up all night last night, have you rested well?" ===== CHAPTER 856 =====