Jin Feng consoled him, "Please rest assured, Boss. This is absolutely confidential and foolproof."
Xia Xiang nodded with satisfaction, without commenting. His own political career was also Jin Feng's political career, and Xia Xiang had a private conversation with Jin Feng today just to make Jin Feng realize this.
Jin Feng had a very high level of comprehension, and with just a little guidance from Xia Xiang, he was able to comprehend the profound meaning.
Song Wendi knows the secret of the demolition of Yuhu Ecological Zone. With such a handle in Song Wendi's hand, Xia Xiang can only swallow his anger. If he wants to regain his strength, he must make Song Wendi disappear in Yinzhou.
If open schemes don't work, then you can only use secret schemes. If secret schemes don't work, then you have to use poisonous schemes!
Chapter 0086: It is difficult for an honest official to judge family affairs
After Jin Feng left the study, Zheng Yue lazily leaned against the door, yawning with her slender hands, and complained to Xia Xiang: "Do we have to stay up all night again tonight?"
Xia Xiang nodded and smiled, "You take a rest first. I'll go to sleep after I finish these."
Zheng Yue shook her head helplessly, turned and went into the bedroom. Lying on the bed, she felt bored and called Jin Feng's cell phone number, "Xiao Feng, I miss you."
Jin Feng was startled and said in a deep voice: "Zheng Yue, stop messing around!"
Zheng Yue curled her lips and said sarcastically, "You are a little too timid. Mayor Xia is working in the study. Our phone call is known only to you and me, and to heaven and earth."
Jin Feng smiled bitterly and whispered, "I have told you many times that you must not let Mayor Xia know about our relationship. We have maintained a tacit understanding for more than a year. Do you want to destroy it now?"
"I'm tired!" Zheng Yue stroked her bangs and said sadly, "The mayor's wife may look glamorous, but she's actually boring. Old Xia hasn't touched me for several months. Do you know how it feels like for a woman to stay alone in an empty room?"
Jin Feng knew that Zheng Yue had been resentful for a long time, so he advised in a deep voice: "You are really a greedy woman. At the beginning, we reached an agreement that you would be the mayor's wife and I would be your greatest supporter. Now that you have got what you want, you are greedy for other things... Zheng Yue, let me remind you, don't touch my bottom line. You know who I am better than anyone else. If you want to blackmail me or bargain with me, you have found the wrong person."
Zheng Yue was just testing him at first, but when she saw the viciousness in Jin Feng's words, she couldn't help but shudder all over, and smiled with her hands covering her mouth: "Secretary Jin, I was just joking with you. Haven't I told you everything that Lao Xia did over such a long time? If it weren't for me, could you control Lao Xia so perfectly?"
Jin Feng said slowly: "Since you have self-awareness, then there is still a possibility for us to continue our cooperation."
Zheng Yue sighed sadly and said softly, "Actually, I just want to chat with you and kill time. After all, we used to be good friends. There's no need for you to be so heartless, right?"
Jin Feng's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "I told you, that is a taboo, never mention it again!"
Zheng Yue smiled proudly, "How about we do it again? I am also a human being and need to solve physiological problems. Old Xia is old after all and cannot compare with you."
Jin Feng snorted, hung up the phone skillfully, and continued talking with Zheng Yue. He didn't know what this woman would do.
Zheng Yue is a chess piece that Jin Feng has planted next to Xia Xiang. As long as this chess piece is there, it is equivalent to placing the closest spy next to Xia Xiang, who can control Xia Xiang's every move at any time.
Jin Feng is a man of great meticulousness. He knows that Xia Xiang seems to value him and always agrees with his opinions, but he is just afraid of the background behind him. If Xia Xiang wants to escape from the current environment, he must rely on external forces, and he is just the rope for him to escape from the well.
Xia Xiang sat on the long table and moved the framed photo next to the notebook to his hand. The photo showed Xia Xiang and a beautiful young girl. He smiled gently. Only when he saw his daughter could he feel the brief warmth and peace. Xia Xiang thought for a while, picked up the landline and called his daughter. His daughter Xia Ying was studying at Harvard University in the United States and had always been Xia Xiang's pride.
It is now 8:30 in the evening, which should be around 6 or 7 in the morning American time.
Xia Ying was jogging in the morning. She took out her cell phone from her pocket and smiled slightly, "Dad, it's so late, why don't you rest?"
Xia Xiang smiled gently and said, "I still have some documents to read. How have you been lately?"
Xia Ying nodded and said soothingly, "Don't worry, I'm in good health, and so is mom."
Xia Xiang was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Can you come back during the winter vacation this year?"
Xia Ying looked embarrassed and said apologetically, "I'm afraid I can't come back during the winter vacation. There is a club in school and I want to join it."
Xia Xiang felt a little regretful, but said understandingly, "Well, forget it. Let's video chat when we have time. I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you very much."
After hanging up the phone with Xia Ying, Xia Xiang held his head in his arms, in a state of pain. Sometimes he doubted himself, thinking that he had given up many things for his career. Being thousands of miles away from his biological daughter and his first wife, unable to enjoy the joy of family, was a pain that ordinary people could hardly accept.
Xia Xiang slowly raised his head, his eyes showing determination. Having already taken the first step, he had no choice but to keep going.
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In the morning, Fang Zhicheng received a call from Zhao Qingya, asking him to spare all his time after get off work to accompany her to a banquet. Fang Zhicheng naturally agreed unconditionally. Zhao Qingya's kindness to him was beyond his ability to repay. Even if she asked him to stay with her for life, he would grit his teeth and do it without hesitation.
After work, Song Wendi was in a bad mood, and the speed of correcting documents became slow. Moreover, she tore up two documents of average quality, which frightened Fang Zhicheng so much that he dared not breathe. In the afternoon, Fang Zhicheng learned roughly through indirect inquiries from his nanny Xiaoyan that his wife Wenfeng suddenly came to Yinzhou last night, and after a conversation with Song Wendi, they had a conflict, which even alarmed the provincial party committee leaders.
Song Wendi could no longer tolerate Wenfeng's childish behavior and even thought about divorce. However, Wenfeng and Song Wendi were both officials, and if they divorced suddenly, it would likely attract criticism, including disapproval from the provincial party committee leaders. Song Wendi was expected to calm down.
Fang Zhicheng had never met Wen Feng, but had only answered her phone calls. Judging from the tone of her voice on the phone, she should be a woman with a strong and extremely dominant personality.
Song Wendi is the top leader of the prefecture-level city. Although he has a good temper and doesn't get angry easily, if Wenfeng is too strong-willed, conflicts will naturally arise.
Fang Zhicheng sighed lightly, thinking that every family has its own problems. As the saying goes, even an honest judge cannot judge family affairs. Although Song Wendi was invincible in his official career, he was still in the dark when it came to family affairs.
The municipal party secretary was in a bad mood, and so the entire Yinzhou city officialdom was also affected. When it was almost time to get off work, Song Wendi personally made a phone call and reprimanded the main persons in charge of the key follow-up projects of the recent municipal party committee standing committee one by one. As a result, departments at all levels were in chaos.
Many people felt that Song Wendi was in an uneasy mood, so they came to Fang Zhicheng to inquire about the news. Fang Zhicheng cleverly changed the subject. After all, Song Wendi's work was affected by personal matters, and Fang Zhicheng couldn't tell others the real reason. Wouldn't that cause trouble for the leader
When it was almost time to get off work, Fang Zhicheng knocked on the door and walked in, put a cup of milk tea and cake next to him, and whispered, "Boss, would you like some afternoon tea?"
Song Wendi looked up at the wall clock and said calmly, "Don't we always say that for the sake of health, we can't eat sweets?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head, opened the milk tea, handed over the spoon, and said with a smile: "Everything must be thought of dialectically and viewed from both sides. It is said that eating sweets can help relieve stress. Today, boss, you are in a bad mood and under too much pressure, so eating some sweets will be more beneficial to your health."
Song Wendi smiled, took the spoon and ate a few bites of the cake. Song Wendi actually likes sweets, but in recent years, due to work pressure and high blood pressure, he rarely eats sweets. Seeing that Song Wendi accepted his suggestion, Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly and turned to leave the inner room. After ten minutes, he went in and tidied up his desk. Song Wendi nodded with satisfaction and said, "The cake tastes good, sweet but not greasy, and I feel much better."