Hao Jinping introduced with a smile: "Chen Tao is now the principal's secretary. It can be said that your class has produced many talents, such as Zhu Youming and Chen Tao, who have achieved success at a young age."
Fang Zhicheng's arrangement for Zhu Youming was understandable. If Fang Zhicheng was placed at the table with ordinary students, it would seem that he was not given enough attention. So he simply arranged Fang Zhicheng at the leaders' table. In this way, on the one hand, Fang Zhicheng could be given enough face, and on the other hand, the situation could be controlled so that the leaders of the school could know the strength of this class of students.
As the principal's secretary, Chen Tao was quite adept at handling such situations. Under his mediation, the atmosphere at the table became lively. Fang Zhicheng originally planned not to drink, but he had no choice but to drink a little. However, at Fang Zhicheng's level, if he really didn't want to drink, no one would dare to force him to drink.
Chen Tao noticed that Fang Zhicheng seemed unwilling to drink, so he deliberately helped Fang Zhicheng block a few glasses, which shows that this person is thoughtful.
Chen Tao looked a little drunk. He walked up to Fang Zhicheng and said with a low laugh, "Mayor Fang, we are classmates. Compared with you, I am far behind now. I hope you can help me in the future."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Chairman Chen, you have strong personal abilities. I believe you will be able to realize your ambitions in the future."
Chen Tao drank the glass of wine, and when he saw Fang Zhicheng only symbolically touched the glass with his lips, he sighed in his heart. Chen Tao had hoped that he could be led by the party since he was a child. He was the class monitor in elementary school, the grade leader in middle school, and successfully became the president of the student union in college. He successfully stayed in school and stood out from a group of graduates who stayed in school and became the principal's secretary.
Chen Tao always believed that he adhered to the idea that hard work can make up for his shortcomings, but the facts slapped him in the face. Fang Zhicheng, who was unknown in the school, is now on par with the dean, while he is still serving him. However, despite the imbalance in his heart, Chen Tao still hopes to use this opportunity to establish a relationship with Fang Zhicheng and pave the way for his future career.
Fang Zhicheng was not unaware of Chen Tao's inner complexities, but he didn't care. After all, the two were not on the same level. The performances on the stage were very rich. Two famous crosstalk actors in the province performed on stage, attracting a lot of people's attention. Fang Zhicheng found an opportunity to get up, pretending to go to the bathroom, and then prepared to leave.
Just as he was about to go down the stairs, Zhu Youming caught up with him and asked with a smile, "Are you ready to leave now?"
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said with a wry smile, "Of course, I've already been there. Isn't that enough to give you face?"
Zhu Youming thought for a moment and said, "Well, I know you have a lot of things to do, so I won't stop you. By the way, Chen Tao just asked for your private phone number, will you give it to him?"
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said, "You decide this!"
"Of course not!" Zhu Youming smiled cunningly, "When he was the president of the student union, he was so arrogant that his tail was up to the sky."
Fang Zhicheng patted Zhu Youming on the shoulder and said, "Those who can accomplish great things don't care about trivial matters. Especially things in the past, don't worry too much. Chen Tao was snobbish in the past, but now is a different time. It's better to have more friends than more enemies. Old Zhu, we are already in our thirties and are approaching our forties. There are some things that we should take lightly and let go of. Don't dwell on the past forever. It hurts others and yourself."
Zhu Youming stood there for a long while. He always knew that Fang Zhicheng was the one who understood him best, so even though he had not spent much time with Fang Zhicheng over the years, he still regarded Fang Zhicheng as a confidant in his heart. Fang Zhicheng's words woke Zhu Youming up. He cared too much about the past, which caused many changes in his personality and life.
By the time Zhu Youming came to his senses, Fang Zhicheng had already disappeared.
Zhu Youming couldn't help but let out a breath and walked towards the banquet hall.
Everyone needs to experience different changes at different stages of life. It is really difficult to keep in mind the original intention and stay true to one's heart.
Chapter 0997 Red Lights Flood the House
"Honey, why did Zhicheng leave so soon?" Wang Meijia took the initiative to come forward and ask.
Zhu Youming smiled and said, "He's not that free. He's already giving us face by coming to the party. How about today's banquet? Are you satisfied?"
Wang Meijia smiled sweetly and said, "Of course, my roommates back then didn't say it, but they envy my life now. Husband, thank you for giving me happiness."
Zhu Youming smiled faintly, stretched out his arms, and said, "Let's go, we are the protagonists of the banquet today."
Wang Meijia looked at Zhu Youming from the side with a smile on her face, but she felt mixed emotions in her heart. During the meal, a roommate deliberately asked about Lin He. This was not only a shame for Zhu Youming, but also a knot in Wang Meijia's heart. She had been married to Zhu Youming for many years and they had children, but Wang Meijia always knew that Zhu Youming had never forgotten her betrayal, and Wang Meijia also felt guilty and let some of Zhu Youming's actions go.
Wang Meijia didn't know that Zhu Youming had several mistresses outside and even had an illegitimate child. Because of the mistakes she had made in the past, Wang Meijia endured it silently. Of course, this was also because Wang Meijia firmly believed that Zhu Youming only truly loved her, so everything else became insignificant.
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Fang Zhicheng stood at the entrance of the hotel and waited for a while. A white Honda drove over. Fang Zhicheng sat in the passenger seat and said with a smile, "Director Tong, your car is very nice."
Tong Siqing rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and said unhappily, "It's just a mobility scooter, don't laugh at me."
He rarely met Tong Siqing, and even when they did, they had a tacit understanding and were more likely to vent their physical needs. Tong Siqing didn't ask for anything else, which made Fang Zhicheng feel relaxed, but also empty, because he knew that he shouldn't simply regard Tong Siqing as a tool.
The main reason for contacting Tong Siqing this time was because Fang Zhicheng wanted to know some inside stories of the Qiongjin officialdom. Tong Siqing is no longer the same as before, and has a lot of resources and connections.
The phone vibrated twice. Fang Zhicheng took it out and glanced at it. It was from Chen Tao. It said, "Mayor Fang, I'm Chen Tao. This is my phone number. Please write it down."
Fang Zhicheng saved the number. When he was a student, he used to be very resistant to Chen Tao because he felt that this kind of person was too scheming, trying hard to climb up the ladder, putting on airs among students, and trying to please teachers by pretending to be a grandson. But now that he thinks about it carefully, Chen Tao is actually more mature than most students and understands the cruel world of competition where only the fittest survive.
If you think carefully about his experiences in officialdom for so many years, there are countless conspiracies and intrigues. From a moral point of view, they are even more disdainful and despicable than what Chen Tao did back then.
Tong Siqing saw Fang Zhicheng staring at his phone thoughtfully, blinking his eyes, and asked in confusion: "A text message from your lover?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Don't be too sensitive. Just now at the class reunion, a classmate took the initiative to send me a text message. He is the principal's secretary at school. Do you think I should pay attention to him?"
Tong Siqing smiled and said, "You have actually made up your mind. If you don't want to pay attention to him, why are you so hesitant?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded and smiled, "I'll give you his contact information later. Please help me arrange it tomorrow. I think the atmosphere at school is a bit of a waste of his talent. He should get out of that environment and try a new working environment."
Tong Siqing looked up at Fang Zhicheng and said, "Are you trying to cause trouble for me again?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "You have more power than me now, who can not give Director Tong some face?"
Tong Siqing is now the deputy director of the Qiongjin Municipal Party Committee Office and a division-level cadre. Because Song Wendi has now been promoted to governor, and as his former office secretary, Tong Siqing now has a very high status in the Qiongjin Municipal Party Committee. She basically serves as Song Wendi's mouthpiece, and even the current Qiongjin Municipal Party Committee Secretary has to give her some face.
It is not too difficult to let Tong Siqing mobilize resources and arrange a suitable position for Chen Tao.
Tong Siqing smiled and said, "If someone else asked me to do this, I would definitely refuse outright. Who made me owe you anything?"
Tong Siqing drove very steadily. Half an hour later, she turned into a residential area and came to a small high-rise building. As soon as she opened the elevator, she saw a man and a woman entangled in each other and kissed passionately. The scene was a bit embarrassing. Fang Zhicheng coughed twice, and the man and woman slowly separated. Then they rolled their eyes at Fang Zhicheng, as if they had interrupted their interest, and slowly walked out of the elevator.
The elevator door closed, and Fang Zhicheng asked with a smile: "Your community is really open."