Miao Daier nodded with satisfaction and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Let's keep in touch in the future."
After Miao Daier left, the tall and thin woman said with emotion: "It seems that the rumors are true. Miao Daier seems to have really found a backer."
"That Fang Zhicheng?" the slightly plump woman asked in a low voice.
"My dad said that Fang Zhicheng is the leader of the younger generation of the Su family and has a bright future," the tall and thin woman introduced.
"What a lucky guy." said the third person with a little jealousy.
"I hope Miao Dai'er can make a successful comeback, and our outer circle can also be proud of herself." The slightly plump woman said rationally.
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Chapter 1070 The Suspicious Mind of the Conspirator
Not far from the hotel cafe, there was a middle-aged man with sparse hair. He kept flipping through the newspaper, looking at the women through the gaps between the pages. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly put down the newspaper, a satisfied smile in his eyes.
After two of the three women left, the remaining plump woman slowly sat down opposite the middle-aged man and said with a faint smile, "Uncle, it's done. The two women just now are quite influential in our outer circle. If they spread the word, it will definitely have a good appeal."
Zhang Xiaoliang propped up his glasses and said, "Lina, you performed well. If Miao Daier successfully organizes the slim club, you can be the vice president. Of course, with your personality, you should be more suitable for the president, but you also know that this is not something I can decide."
Zhao Lina stared at Zhang Xiaoliang for a long time and said softly, "Uncle, I know myself. Since the Yaotiao Club has such a beautiful name, according to my conditions, I am not suitable to be the president. I would rather be the vice president."
Zhao Lina is not ugly, but she is a little fat, so she cannot be called a beauty.
Zhang Xiaoliang stroked his chin and smiled, saying, "Lina, don't say that. You are actually quite cute. A gentleman dreams of a beautiful lady. Beauty is not just about appearance, but also about inner qualities and temperament. In my opinion, you are much more profound and attractive than some women who are only good for show."
Zhao Lina's eyes sparkled when she heard Zhang Xiaoliang say that, but she said, "Uncle, please don't comfort me. Since I was little, people have always liked to play with me. It seems that I have good relationships with people, but in fact, I understand better than anyone that they just hope to find some comfort from me. I will always be just a green leaf next to a beautiful flower, used to support the beauty of others."
Zhang Xiaoliang felt a little sad when he heard Zhao Lina say that. He shook his head and said, "Wild lilies also have their spring. I think a girl like you will have a better man choose you and discover your charm."
Zhao Lina lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Perhaps only someone like you, who is older, can tolerate me?"
When Zhang Xiaoliang heard what Zhao Lina said, his heart was slightly moved and sweat broke out on his scalp. He wondered why the words this little girl said sounded like a tactful confession of love
Zhao Lina was in her early twenties, while Zhang Xiaoliang was over forty. During their interactions with Zhao Lina, they were able to have a deep conversation, but Zhang Xiaoliang really didn't think too deeply about the relationship between men and women. He smiled and said, "You are older and have more experience, so you can consider issues from many angles. Lina, you have good vision. Men are more popular as they get older."
Zhao Lina raised her eyes, smiled and said, "Uncle, can you promise me one thing?"
Zhang Xiaoliang nodded quickly and said, "Of course!"
Zhao Lina said softly: "When I am sad and lost and need to find someone to talk to, if I find you, you must not reject me. Because then I will be extremely disappointed."
Zhang Xiaoliang smiled and said, "I promise you, no matter what situation I am in, I will patiently be your listener."
Zhang Xiaoliang looked into Zhao Lina's eyes and found that although this little girl was not stunning in appearance, her communication skills were absolutely first-rate. If he had not already cultivated himself to be a master, he would have been moved by her. It didn't matter whether the signal Zhao Lina sent to him was true or false. Zhang Xiaoliang had already trained himself to have a heart of steel and would not be easily shaken by emotions.
After waiting for Zhao Lina, Zhang Xiaoliang sighed heavily, put the newspapers on the shelf, sorted them out, and then called Fang Zhicheng, "Boss, everything has been arranged. Miao Daier was very confident just now and has almost recovered."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and smiled, "Miao Dai'er is very young, but she has great potential. She is like a blank piece of paper. How to paint a colorful picture on her requires you to put in a lot of thought."
When Zhang Xiaoliang heard this, he knew that Fang Zhicheng had entrusted Miao Daier's later training to him, and he said quickly: "Please rest assured, I will definitely train her into an excellent informant."
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said with a smile: "The word informant should not be used on her. In my opinion, she can perfectly replace you and become the controller of intelligence."
Zhang Xiaoliang was startled, thinking that there was something else behind Fang Zhicheng's words, and asked in confusion: "Boss, what do you mean..."
Fang Zhicheng exhaled slightly and said in a deep voice: "Lao Zhang, you have been with me for many years and are one of the people I trust the most. I know you very well. Although you are good at intelligence work, I am afraid you are unwilling to just be a behind-the-scenes worker."
Zhang Xiaoliang felt his throat dry and said, "Boss, I really don't have any other ideas."
Fang Zhicheng felt that Zhang Xiaoliang was really panicking. There were two possibilities for what he said. First, he wanted to remove his power, and second, he wanted him to choose a new career path. Either way, it was a decision worth pondering for Zhang Xiaoliang.
Fang Zhicheng raised his voice by one or two decibels and said, "You must have an idea. I just communicated with Director Han Chun of Huainan, and I will arrange a position for you."
Zhang Xiaoliang was pleasantly surprised. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "I still want to stay with you."
Fang Zhicheng smiled unhappily and said, "I assigned you a new position because I hope you can settle down and recharge yourself. Of course, before you go to Huainan, you must hand over the matter properly. At least you must successfully train Miao Daier to be a qualified intelligence controller."
Zhang Xiaoliang thought to himself that Fang Zhicheng might have already made plans. If Miao Dai'er was not there, he would have chosen someone else as a substitute so that he could have enough time to go to the Huainan Development and Reform Commission to take up the post.
If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Xiaoliang will be appointed as deputy director of the National Development and Reform Commission. The National Development and Reform Commission is just a platform, and the next step may be to become an important official at the local level. However, in just a few years, Zhang Xiaoliang has made a three-level jump from a section-level cadre of the district statistics bureau to a deputy department-level cadre. His impressive resume and outstanding political achievements are like riding a rocket.
Zhang Xiaoliang has just turned 40. A 40-year-old deputy-department-level cadre is already considered a young and vigorous generation. If nothing unexpected happens, he can become the top leader of a city before he is 50, and enter the deputy-ministerial level before he is 60. If his career goes smoothly enough, he can become a ministerial-level cadre and an important figure or a frontier governor before he retires.
This was something Zhang Xiaoliang had never thought of before he met Fang Zhicheng. He originally thought that it would be good enough for him to become a deputy director-level cadre in his lifetime.
After hanging up the phone with Zhang Xiaoliang, Fang Zhicheng took out a cigarette and lit it with a match. Unlike other officials, whose smoking addiction becomes stronger as they age, Fang Zhicheng's smoking addiction is getting weaker and weaker.
After taking two puffs, Fang Zhicheng crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. His cell phone rang and he sighed. He had been waiting for this call for a long time.
Meng Hu's voice was as calm and magnetic as ever. He said in a cold voice: "As you expected, the Dragon Group traveled thousands of miles to Shanzhou to attack our base camp, trying to find out our true strength."
Fang Zhicheng relaxed his brows. He knew Meng Hu very well. Since he said so, the Dragon Group must not have gained any benefits.
Fang Zhicheng hummed, and Meng Hu continued: "The other side arranged twelve people, but not all of them stayed. Two people escaped. Several of us were injured, but the injuries are not serious. They will be fine after a few days of rest."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "You deliberately let those two go and let them pass on the message, right?"