Fang Zhicheng nodded, opened the car door, and said softly: "Why don't you get in and talk? I'll turn on the heater. It's quite cold outside."
Xu Ying waved her hand and said gloomily, "No need. Just a few words. It will only take three or two minutes to finish."
Fang Zhicheng tried to guess what Xu Ying was thinking, and was afraid that it might be related to Lu Wanyu, so he asked, "Did Wanyu get into trouble?"
Xu Ying pondered for a few seconds, stared into Fang Zhicheng's eyes, and asked seriously: "Xiao Fang, what do you think of Wanyu?"
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head. He didn't expect Xu Ying to ask so directly. He smiled bitterly and said, "Auntie, I always treat her as my own sister."
Xu Ying sighed and said softly, "Then do you know what Wanyu is thinking?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said sincerely, "Aunt, I have no ill will towards Wanyu. When we met by chance, she was worried about your medical expenses and even went to some dangerous places. I suddenly remembered the years when I went to various places to seek medical treatment for my mother's illness. If you think I am too close to Wanyu, I will respect your opinion."
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng had no ill intentions, Xu Ying sighed and said, "Xiao Fang, you are a good child. If you hadn't helped me in my time of need, my mother and I would have given up long ago. You are the benefactor of our family, and I am willing to give everything to repay you. But Wanyu is my daughter, and I don't want her to get hurt. If you have no feelings for her, keep a certain distance from her, and never cross that line. Can you promise your auntie, I beg you?"
Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw Xu Ying's maternal love. He nodded solemnly and said softly, "Auntie, don't worry, I know what to do!"
Xu Ying's meaning was very clear. If Fang Zhicheng was interested in Lu Wanyu, she would not stop him, but would do her best to bring them together. But if Fang Zhicheng was not interested, he should not do something that would cause misunderstanding and confuse Lu Wanyu.
After Xu Ying left, Fang Zhicheng smoked another cigarette before driving away. Halfway through the journey, the snowflakes became larger and more fluttering, looking like holy angel wings under the street lights.
Fang Zhicheng always drove very fast, but he slowed down to enjoy the snow outside. After turning into a new street, he suddenly came out of his beautiful thoughts, stepped hard on the accelerator, and kept the steering wheel steady to prevent the vehicle from losing control. Although he reacted in time, the ground was very slippery due to the snow, and the tires made a harsh sound when hitting the ground. After more than ten seconds, he stopped on the steps on the side of the road.
Fang Zhicheng was still in shock and looked out the window not far away. Just less than half a minute ago, he had brushed shoulders with death. Four or five cars rear-ended each other, two of them flipped over, and two or three of them collided violently. It was a horrible sight. Just as Fang Zhicheng was about to get out of the car, a car turned out from the street entrance. Like him, it did not expect there would be danger ahead, and then it collided violently with the three or four cars in front again, making a teeth-grinding tearing sound.
Fang Zhicheng slapped his face, trying to sober himself up, telling himself that he had been in a car accident. There were cries of crying and pain at the scene. He calmed himself down, then opened the car door and walked forward.
The two overturned cars in front were in serious condition. Fang Zhicheng took out his cell phone and called 120 while walking in front of one of them. Blood was oozing out of the car, and because of the cold weather, it quickly solidified, looking mottled and tragic.
Fang Zhicheng went over and pulled the car door. In the driver's seat was a middle-aged man. His breathing was weak, his neck was drooping, and he looked very painful. He pleaded in an extremely weak voice, "Please save my wife."
Fang Zhicheng carefully looked at the middle-aged man, and saw that he was bleeding profusely from his lower abdomen. The broken glass and sharp iron objects made him barely maintain his sanity, and he was still alive. Fang Zhicheng glanced at the co-pilot, and saw a pretty young woman in a state of dizziness due to the shock.
Fang Zhicheng pulled the passenger door of the car hard and tried four or five times before he succeeded in opening the door. The young woman fell down, and Fang Zhicheng reached out and grabbed her, gently dragged her a few times, and pulled her body out.
Because the vehicle was hit so badly, gasoline leaked out of the tank and emitted a dangerous smell.
Fang Zhicheng was jogging to the street with the young woman in his arms. Just as he put her down, there was a loud explosion. The overturned car broke into pieces and flames shot up into the sky.
Perhaps affected by the impact of the explosion, the young woman coughed and woke up quietly. She tried to support her body, staring at the fire rising into the sky in silence, tears flowing out like a spring.
After a long silence, the young woman stared at Fang Zhicheng fiercely and said angrily: "Why didn't you save him? Why did you let me survive alone?"
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said comfortingly: "He was seriously injured. Even if I rescued him, he wouldn't live for long. Besides, he asked me to save you."
The young woman found it hard to accept the fact that her husband had passed away. She shook her head desperately, staggered to her feet, and rushed towards the fire. Fang Zhicheng hurried over and grabbed the young woman.
The young woman said painfully: "Let me go. I can't live alone if he leaves."
Fang Zhicheng hugged her from behind and continued to persuade her: "Don't try to escape. You still have family. If you all leave, what will happen to your family? You should live well for him now and take on what he originally had to bear."
Although the young woman no longer tried to rush towards the burned car, she kept sobbing and crying. Finally, the sound of an ambulance siren was heard in the distance. Fang Zhicheng helped the young woman into the ambulance, and then the fire truck drove into the scene and Fang Zhicheng drove away.
For some reason, the young woman's sad and beautiful appearance always remained in Fang Zhicheng's mind. He sighed, life is unpredictable, and living is the most meaningful thing.
The next day, the news reported last night's car accident in only a square-sized section. Fang Zhicheng glanced at it and did not notice any small details.
While eating in the cafeteria at noon, Wang Ke came up to Fang Zhicheng and said with a smile: "You asked me to help you find a part-time job before, and I have found one." Wang Ke is now the director of the Municipal Party Committee Office, so it is easy for him to find a part-time job.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Let me tell you, if the level is too low, my sister may not be willing to go."
"I found it for you, how can it be bad?" Wang Ke scolded with a smile, "Isn't your sister studying English? A magazine under the Yinzhou Press and Publication Bureau is planning to add an English edition, and now they need an editor who is proficient in English."
Fang Zhicheng tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this level too high? After all, she is still a college student and has no work experience."
Wang Ke waved his hand and said with a smile: "I have already asked about this for you. It doesn't matter if you have no experience, the key is to have a solid foundation in English. They are willing to train themselves." Then, Wang Ke whispered about the internship salary in his ear.
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, smiled, then raised his thumb and sighed, "Director Wang, thank you very much."
A monthly salary of 5,000 yuan is a good offer for a college student. Fang Zhicheng knew that the other party was trying to give Wang Ke face. After all, he was the person referred by the director of the Municipal Party Committee Office, so the other party could not offer too low a price.
Wang Ke took out an envelope from his pocket and said, "This money is for your sister. When she resigned, she still had some salary to pay, so she asked me to deliver it to you."
Fang Zhicheng thought to himself that Ye Mingjing was quite reasonable, so he took it with a smile and whispered, "Thank you for your trouble, Director Wang. I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free."
Wang Ke patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Is it necessary to be so polite to me?"
After lunch, Fang Zhicheng called Lu Wanyu. Lu Wanyu was very happy to hear that he had found her a part-time job at a magazine. Young people have a yearning for magazines, newspapers, and TV stations that are full of literary and artistic atmosphere.
In the afternoon, Fang Zhicheng followed Song Wendi to visit the grassroots, mainly to do some year-end condolences. The TV station arranged several current affairs reporters to follow the motorcade of the municipal party secretary all day. Fang Zhicheng actually saw Xie Yuxin in the crowd and winked at her from a distance, but Xie Yuxin ignored him, which made Fang Zhicheng depressed.
Xie Yuxin is extremely serious and responsible in the workplace, and has a strong aura. Many men want to look at her, but no one really does so, as if they are afraid of desecrating Xie Yuxin's unique temperament.
At around 5:30 in the afternoon, they arrived at the last inspection site, which was Nanyuan District where Tong Siqing's home was located. It was the core area of the new construction project in the old city. Song Wendi was at the front whispering with the secretary of the Nanyuan District Party Committee, and Fang Zhicheng quietly withdrew.
When Xie Yuxin saw Fang Zhicheng deliberately coming over, she put on a stern face and pretended not to see him.
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Sister Yuxin, how have I offended you?"