"That's good. If the boss is happy, I'm happy too." Fang Zhicheng flattered shamelessly.
Song Wendi suddenly sighed and said with a wry smile: "Zhicheng, do you think marriage is more important, or career is more important?"
"This topic is difficult to answer." Fang Zhicheng looked embarrassed. "After all, I haven't started a family yet, so my understanding of marriage is not thorough enough."
Song Wendi nodded and encouraged: "Tell me what you think, we are just chatting casually."
Fang Zhicheng thought of Qin Yuming's marriage and said pessimistically: "Many people say that marriage is a shackle, a grave of love, and a siege. Everyone thinks so, and I think it must be reasonable."
Song Wendi pointed at Fang Zhicheng and scolded him with a smile: "You are so tactful in your words, and you are beating around the bush with me."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and added with a smile: "Marriage can make two people who are not related by blood become the closest people in the world, so I think this is a very important safety bolt. Career and marriage may occasionally conflict, but I don't think they can coexist, especially you and Mayor Wen, both of whom are people who value their careers. In the officialdom, this is the most solid alliance."
Song Wendi thought for a long time and nodded, "You are quite good at talking."
Fang Zhicheng laughed at himself and said, "I only have theoretical knowledge. Please forgive me, boss."
Song Wendi touched his chin and smiled, "Xiao Fang, you can find a friend to date. You are a young person, and if you are busy with work all day, it is a waste of time. When I first started working, my life was not as monotonous as yours."
Fang Zhicheng nodded implicitly, cleaned the office, and after Song Wendi left, he closed the two doors, rode his bicycle, and rushed to the restaurant that Zhao Qingya had agreed to.
When he arrived at the hotel's private room, he suddenly realized that this was a public relations banquet. The banquet had not yet started, but people were arriving one after another. There were several people playing poker at the table, and several people were watching the game around. Fang Zhicheng felt that those people looked familiar. He had a good memory and thought they should be officials from the Housing and Construction Bureau and the Planning Bureau.
When Zhao Qingya saw Fang Zhicheng arriving, she smiled and took Fang Zhicheng's arm and introduced him to several key officials. Those people were quite impressed with Fang Zhicheng and quickly pulled Fang Zhicheng aside to greet him.
Although Zhao Qingya is well-connected and has a brother who is the executive vice governor, these connections are mostly in the provincial capital. To the officials of these municipal departments, it is far less shocking than Fang Zhicheng's identity as secretary to the municipal party secretary.
Chapter 0087: Manage BMW and Villa
The integration of Yuhu Ecological Zone and real estate projects has attracted great attention from many real estate developers at home and abroad. First, Yinzhou has been doing well in attracting investment and developing industrial planning in recent years, with a larger population base and a higher level of people, strong purchasing power and stable demand for housing. Secondly, Yunhai has been saturated with real estate projects in recent years, and the cost of land acquisition for real estate developers has increased, and they have gradually begun to extend to surrounding cities. Yinzhou is undoubtedly a good choice, and the land price is very reasonable, enough to attract the full attention of real estate developers.
Real estate investment has always been a key area for Hongda Group. When such a potential business opportunity suddenly appeared in Yinzhou, they naturally used all their connections to get this piece of cake. However, it was much more difficult than expected. The Yinzhou Municipal Bureau of Commerce promoted this project very well. Not only was the competition fierce among local real estate developers in Yinzhou, but it also attracted many national real estate giants with strong financial strength.
Today's dinner was a public relations dinner invited by Hongda Group, in order to get through several key departments. It's easier to deal with the King of Hell than the little devils. The key figures above must be well taken care of, and the key hubs below must also be unobstructed, in order to ensure a smoother bidding process in the later stage.
Hongda Group has invested in several projects in Yinzhou, including a four-star hotel and Yuhu Restaurant, which is also a subsidiary of the group. Large enterprises also start from scratch and slowly grow, and they know the depths of real estate investment better than small enterprises, so they did not hesitate to arrange for heavyweight executives such as Zhao Qingya to go to Yinzhou for mediation and negotiation.
First, Zhao Qingya is familiar enough with Yinzhou and knows Yinzhou officials better than others, so she is more adept at coordination; second, this is a test for Zhao Qingya by the board of directors. Although the old Buddha of the Zhao family has woken up, he cannot be a director. If the power is to be placed in Zhao Qingya's hands, Zhao Qingya must achieve some results.
Zhao Qingya's invitation to Fang Zhicheng to attend the dinner was undoubtedly the most appropriate. If a powerful official was really invited, everyone present would not be used to it. The two leaders of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau and the Planning Bureau were both deputy division-level cadres, and although Fang Zhicheng was only deputy section-level, the position of secretary to the municipal party secretary was critical. When Fang Zhicheng had enough experience, he would be a regular section-level official, and it was possible that he would even be promoted to a deputy division-level position.
Now that Song Wendi has taken control of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee and has taken down several tigers in the Quan'an Gang one after another, people will no longer question Song Wendi's authority. As his representative, Fang Zhicheng has naturally risen in status and become an object that many people want to win over.
However, being noticed is not a good thing. Fang Zhicheng sat on Zhao Qingya's right hand side, so he naturally became the target of public criticism. After three rounds, Fang Zhicheng drank almost half a catty of wine. He felt that his speech was tangled and out of control, so he got up and went to the toilet. After returning to the box, he fought with several people again.
On the one hand, the ability to drink is innate, and on the other hand it is acquired. The officialdom is also a drinking place. Fang Zhicheng has encountered many drinking parties and unknowingly developed the ability. Because he got a temporary rest in the toilet, he returned to the box and killed everyone. He even made Gao Yongde, the deputy director of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, drink so much that he fell on the table and vomited violently.
There is an unwritten rule at the dinner table: if no one reveals their true colors, then they will be punished to death. Once someone reveals a flaw, the banquet is doomed.
Gao Yongde was escorted away from the scene by two of his subordinates. He still tried to remain calm. He gave Fang Zhicheng a thumbs up, burped intermittently, and praised him, "Secretary Fang has a good alcohol tolerance... He is worthy of being Secretary Song's personal bodyguard... A strong general has no weak soldiers under him!"
As for the deputy director of the Planning Bureau, Wang Yinglong, he did not show any shameful behavior. Although his face was red, his steps were very steady. He was holding back at the dinner table today.
After seeing off all the guests, Zhao Qingya stared at Fang Zhicheng's face carefully for a while and asked doubtfully: "Are you okay?"
Fang Zhicheng was conscious and clear-headed, but his stomach was churning. Just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of spicy sour water spurted out. He quickly walked under a tree and began to vomit.
Zhao Qingya carefully stroked his back with her hands, her tone distressed, and sighed: "Why do you drink so much?"
Fang Zhicheng said vaguely: "I can't lose face for Sister Ya."
Zhao Qingya didn't come to help him, so now he had to support the scene by himself, so he naturally gave it his all, so he basically accepted everyone at the table, making all the guests think that Fang Zhicheng had a huge capacity. In fact, Fang Zhicheng's alcohol tolerance was very average, usually only half a catty of alcohol at most, but today he performed exceptionally well and drank about one catty and three or four taels.
Originally, he was holding on with a breath in his stomach, but now that the guests had left, his willpower faded, and the alcohol surged up unstoppably. Thinking that Fang Zhicheng would be alone when he returned home, with no one to take care of him, Zhao Qingya sent Fang Zhicheng to her apartment, first used clean water to help Fang Zhicheng clear his mind, and then boiled a portion of brown sugar water and placed it next to him.
Zhao Qingya barely slept that night. After an hour or two, she would go to Fang Zhicheng's room to check on him to make sure he didn't feel any discomfort from being drunk. Fang Zhicheng was awakened by the alcohol at two or three in the morning. He opened his eyes and found that he was not at home, but in Zhao Qingya's small apartment. He immediately guessed what had happened. Seeing the brown sugar water beside him, he felt very warm.
There was a weak bedside lamp on in the room, the high-end floor was messy, and there was an unpleasant smell everywhere. Fang Zhicheng thought to himself that he had made a big fuss in heaven. His head still hurt a little, and he turned over with difficulty and found that the door was open. It was Zhao Qingya who came in. She walked to the bedside, pulled the quilt towards Fang Zhicheng, and then closed the door and left.
Fang Zhicheng almost shed tears when he saw with his own eyes how attentively Zhao Qingya took care of him. He had never experienced such care and love since his mother passed away.
At about five in the morning, Fang Zhicheng went to the market to buy some ingredients and made a bowl of green pepper and pork fried noodles and three-fresh vegetarian soup. Zhao Qingya praised the food and said with a smile: "Your cooking skills are probably comparable to those of the top chefs."
Seeing that Zhao Qingya was enjoying the meal, Fang Zhicheng said softly, "Since Sister Ya likes it so much, I'll make it for you when I have the chance."
Zhao Qingya glanced at Fang Zhicheng and felt that Fang Zhicheng's tone was strange, so she asked in confusion: "Are you worried about something?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head, knowing that he had just revealed his true feelings, and quickly covered it up, "Sister Ya, you always take care of me, and sometimes I have to compensate you."
Zhao Qingya smiled. She had just gotten up and had no makeup on her face. Her pretty face was like a crescent moon, pure and beautiful. She buried her head in the plate of fried noodles, and suddenly raised her head to remind him, "Your phone kept ringing last night, so I answered it..."
Fang Zhicheng saw Zhao Qingya looking at him with a playful look and a hint of displeasure. Feeling a little guilty, he went back to his room to find his cell phone. When he opened it, he found that it was a call from Lu Wanyu.
Fang Zhicheng and Zhao Qingya explained: "My cousin may have a small problem."
After saying this, he stood on the balcony and called Lu Wanyu back.
Lu Wanyu was in class. When she saw that it was Fang Zhicheng calling, she didn't dare to not answer the call and sneaked out of the classroom.