Step by Step Author: Pipe Brother [Complete]
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The road to officialdom is long, and you must always pay attention to the direction of your toes. One wrong step can often mean the difference between hell and heaven.
You have to eat your food one bite at a time and walk your road one step at a time. To reach the top, you need to plan every step carefully so that you can keep rising!
Fang Zhicheng, the new member of the municipal party committee, has many clever tricks, like a dragon or a startled wild goose, showing his elegance and stepping on the iron law, and finally becoming a spark that sets the prairie on fire. In order to maintain the status quo, she has to travel through various plots to complete the task.
Volume 1: The Newcomer of the Municipal Party Committee!
Chapter 0001 A Passing Away Encounter
To see if a woman is top-notch, you only need to look at her three times. The first look is to see her figure, from bottom to top. If her calves are thin, her thighs are straight, and her waist is soft, then she is worth a second look. The second look is to see her hair. If her hair is black, shiny and smooth, it means that the woman has a high taste in life, and she has passed the second test. The third look is to see her skin. If it is as smooth as cream, then even if the woman looks average, she will not be too bad.
Fang Zhicheng glanced at the woman sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror. This woman was very attractive and fit the category of top quality. In addition to the three advantages mentioned above, she also had a special temperament, elegant like an orchid, unmoved by fame or disgrace. She sat there quietly, and the whole car was filled with a fragrance. This smell was like a spirit, drilling into your heart and making you itch.
—Practicing driving with a beautiful woman swept away the gloomy mood at work:
Not long ago, Fang Zhicheng was admitted to the First Secretary Department of the Municipal Party Committee Office with the first place in the written test, the second place in the interview, and the first place in the comprehensive score. However, after reading his resume, Deng Nengren, the deputy secretary-general of the Municipal Party Committee and the director of the office, still found faults, "Xiao Fang has good comprehensive qualities in all aspects, but he still has some shortcomings. He doesn't even have a driver's license. To be a qualified secretary, you have to be an all-rounder, and a driver's license is a must-have hardware for a secretary."
Fang Zhicheng's quota was originally meant for another person, but because his written test scores were too good, he squeezed out the established competitor. After Fang Zhicheng was hired, Deng Nengren naturally would not let Fang Zhicheng disrupt his deployment again, so he used nitpicking comments to forcibly remove him from the list of candidates for secretary of the municipal party secretary.
After just a few days of work, Fang Zhicheng was criticized and suppressed by the head of the office. He had no choice but to suppress his anger and register at the driving school, preparing to get a driver's license in the shortest possible time - didn't you say I don't have a driver's license? Once I get the driver's license, I'll use the green book to kill you!
There were four people who came to practice driving today. In addition to Fang Zhicheng and the woman the coach called "General Zhao", there were two middle-aged men. From the looks they gave General Zhao, one could see a hint of passion.
However, Ms. Zhao seemed very calm. She did not show any shame or anger because of the two men's rudeness. The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. She reached out and pressed the corner of her black skirt. Her legs were crossed, but they could not hide the smooth lines under her flesh-colored stockings, making her look mysterious.
Women are always vain. The more others appreciate her, the more satisfied she will be - Fang Zhicheng guessed.
"Xiao Fangche has practiced well. Everyone, pay attention and watch carefully. One step, two hang, three hit, four sound!" The coach said with satisfaction when he saw that Fang Zhicheng learned quickly.
Fang Zhicheng smiled modestly and said, "The main reason for this is that our coach teaches well. The title of Yinzhou's chief coach is not just for show!"
The coach felt flattered and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily. He thought to himself that this kid was quite sweet-talker and so good at dealing with people, so he might as well give you more time to practice.
Half an hour later, Fang Zhicheng took the initiative to ask for a change. The coach asked Mr. Zhao to try, but Mr. Zhao didn't seem to be very good at it. The car stalled several times in five minutes. The coach shook his head helplessly and asked the other two to take turns practicing.
The space in the back seat was very narrow. After Mr. Zhao got in the car, Fang Zhicheng was squeezed in the middle. When the car drove onto the dirt road, the body of the car shook violently. Fang Zhicheng's shoulder accidentally touched Mr. Zhao's body, which made the originally tempting fragrance in the car even stronger.
Mr. Zhao's shirt had a low collar, and Fang Zhicheng took a glance, revealing a large area of white flesh under his slender neck. He quickly retracted his gaze, but the soft feeling of cotton coming from his elbow became even clearer.
"Sorry! The road was too bumpy and I squeezed you." Fang Zhicheng shifted his center of gravity and said with a modest gentleman's look.
Mr. Zhao was slightly startled, then smiled calmly and said, "It's okay. The place is not big, so you may feel uncomfortable sitting here. It's okay to come over to my side..."
A woman like Ms. Zhao has a deep background and is not someone you can touch easily—roses are beautiful but unfortunately have thorns. Fang Zhicheng knew his own limitations and did not push his luck. He smiled awkwardly, moved his butt forward, and supported himself on the back of the front seat with his hands to keep his body stable.
After practicing driving, it was already evening when we returned to the driving school. After everyone left, Mr. Zhao suddenly called Fang Zhicheng, "Xiao Fang, can you help me?"
Mr. Zhao was very quiet along the way. Fang Zhicheng didn't expect Mr. Zhao to take the initiative to talk to him. He was very surprised and asked in confusion: "Mr. Zhao, what can I do for you?"
Looking at Ms. Zhao from the front, there is less sense of distance and she seems very friendly. Judging from her appearance, she is actually not very old, only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall, with fair and moist skin, delicate facial features, and two willow-shaped eyebrows like crescent moons. Her voice is very pleasant, gentle and soft, and slightly magnetic.
Mr. Zhao pointed to a silver-gray BMW parked not far away, took out a car key from his red leather bag, and said, "Can you help me drive the car back?"
There are only a handful of BMWs with Yinzhou license plates from 2004. Fang Zhicheng thought to himself that this woman was indeed a rich woman, and asked in confusion: "Boss Zhao, I haven't got my driver's license yet. If you let me drive, would you be at ease?"
Mr. Zhao hooked his hair at the temples with his little finger and smiled, "I trust my intuition. You can get me home safely."
I don’t know whether it was because he was brave enough or he was bewitched by that vixen, but after a little hesitation, Fang Zhicheng actually took the car keys from Mr. Zhao.
Ms. Zhao sat in the back seat and took out a dressing box from her purse, glancing at Fang Zhicheng from time to time. She had mixed feelings, because today's encounter in the training car was actually carefully planned by her, and Fang Zhicheng was still kept in the dark.
What should she do next? Let this young man take his place and fill the void in her heart
After a hesitant try, Fang Zhicheng drove out of the driving school. President Zhao sat in the back seat, putting on makeup in front of the mirror, and asked nonchalantly, "Do you know why I asked you to take me home?"
"Do you feel safer when I'm driving?" Fang Zhicheng lied. His palms were sweating as he held the steering wheel, but his mind was full of thoughts. He thought to himself, you are deliberately "hooking" me!
"Because you look a lot like my ex-boyfriend." Mr. Zhao said playfully.
Fang Zhicheng suppressed the heat in his heart and pretended to be angry and said, "Boss Zhao, don't joke with me. I'm not easily fooled!"
"My name is Zhao Qingya, you can call me Sister Ya from now on." Zhao Qingya's mood changed quickly, and she suddenly said sadly, "Thank you for sending me off today. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me directly."
After she finished speaking, she stretched out her delicate hand from the back row, stuffed a business card into Fang Zhicheng's pocket.
The BMW drove into the Golden Home Community without any danger and finally stopped in front of a villa. There was a garden in the villa with several tulips in full bloom, but the sky was not very nice. As soon as the two got out of the car, the surroundings suddenly became gloomy under the dark clouds. After a few muffled thunders, lightning tore through the sky, and a storm was about to come.
After entering the villa, Zhao Qingya called the driver and said to Fang Zhicheng, "The driver is coming to me. Go in and have a cup of tea first, and then I will ask the driver to take you back."
"Then I'm sorry to bother you, Sister Ya." Fang Zhicheng nodded in agreement while looking around.
The villa was decorated in an extremely luxurious style, with marble floors, crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, and a pair of Qing Dynasty porcelain vases standing in the corner, which were obviously of great value.
Zhao Qingya brought out two cups of coffee. Fang Zhicheng took a sip and found it tasted very good. He smiled and said, "I've never tasted such fragrant coffee."
"If you are free in the future, come over and sit with me often. Sister, I'll make you some drink." Zhao Qingya stared at Fang Zhicheng, seemingly in a daze. For some reason, her hand trembled and the coffee splashed out, dripping onto her chest and forming a stain.