"Still thinking about next time?" Qin Yuming said unhappily.
Fang Zhicheng's expression changed instantly, and he whispered, "Next time, you won't have to come forward, Sister Ming. Anyway, I have your size, 34C-23-35?"
Qin Yuming's face flushed, she waved her fist and snorted, threatening: "Forget it!"
Fang Zhicheng whistled and looked up at the sky. This kind of flirting life really made him feel extremely fulfilled.
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Fang Zhicheng went to work early on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, but when he arrived at the office, he found that Tong Siqing had arrived first. Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Sister Siqing, you came to work so early today. Secretary Song is still in Qiongjin and will come to work tomorrow."
Tong Siqing sighed and smiled bitterly: "It's boring to stay at home all the time, it's better to come to work."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and asked in confusion, "Did you have a conflict with Brother Li?"
Tong Siqing smiled bitterly and sighed, "Li Mingxue is too stubborn. He went to my father's house to pay New Year's greetings a few days ago, but he couldn't stand the gossip of several relatives and slammed the door and left. It made me very embarrassed."
Li Mingxue was the kind of person who buried himself in books. Teachers' salaries were not high. Although the Tong family was not a wealthy family, they were also a wealthy family with many wealthy relatives. Li Mingxue looked down on those people in his heart and could not stand their provocation.
How could others interfere in the affairs between husband and wife? Fang Zhicheng smiled and comforted him: "Brother Li, he is that kind of person, honest and simple. Although he has some personality, he treats you well, and that's enough."
Tong Siqing shook her head, but there was a cloud between her brows, and she said no more.
Every family has its own problems. Tong Siqing and her husband Li Mingxue are respectful to each other on the surface, but they don't communicate much with each other. The fierce verbal conflict between husband and wife is actually more chilling than ruthless cold violence. Tong Siqing knows the relationship between Li Mingxue and herself better than anyone else. The two are in an extremely embarrassing state. To put it simply, the couple has not had sex for nearly half a year. Tong Siqing is less than 30 years old and is at the time when hormones are most active. Facing Li Mingxue's neglect, the pain in her heart is indescribable.
As he was talking, a middle-aged man appeared at the door. He was wearing a black woolen windbreaker, with shiny black hair that was very noticeable. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with his hair standing straight, with only a few white strands interspersed. The middle-aged man glanced around the office, and finally locked his eyes on Fang Zhicheng's face. He asked in a deep voice, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Fang?"
Fang Zhicheng stood up, his face full of confusion, and asked curiously: "I am Fang Zhicheng, what do you want from me?" Not everyone can enter the municipal party committee compound. Fang Zhicheng would not doubt the identity of this person, but from his aura, he could tell that this should be a man who has been trained in the army, because from his every move, he could taste the demeanor of a soldier.
The middle-aged man nodded and said softly, "Hello, my name is Xie Dong. I am here on the orders of the chief to invite you to go to Yunhai with me."
"Chief?" Fang Zhicheng looked confused.
Xie Dong added: "We have already informed the Yinzhou Municipal Party Committee, including Comrade Song Wendi. You don't need to make any preparations. The car is waiting for you downstairs."
Fang Zhicheng didn't know what was going on. His cell phone rang. It was Song Wendi calling. Song Wendi said softly, "Xiao Fang, follow Colonel Xie to Yunhai. Follow his orders in everything."
Chapter 0115 Unexpected Luck
The black car was driving on the highway at a very fast speed, but it was very stable. Sitting in the back seat, one could hardly feel any vibration. The driver must be a veteran who had undergone rigorous training. Colonel Xie had a serious expression and said little, so Fang Zhicheng did not ask much. Fang Zhicheng was full of doubts because he could not imagine why he was in this car.
The main reason was that Fang Zhicheng was not well-informed, and some secrets were only circulated among high-level officials. The death of the second uncle of the Ning family in a car accident in Yinzhou was only spread in a small circle. Fang Zhicheng only vaguely knew that Yinzhou had serious traffic problems before the New Year, which led to the Provincial Public Security Department arranging a special team to rectify the traffic and also carried out a major operation on the public security of the entire province. He did not know that all this was related to the car accident on the snowy night.
The other party in the car accident was a gangster boss with certain influence in Huainan. He drank a little bit of wine that night and had a friction with the car in which the second uncle of the Ning family was driving. He then instructed the driver to cause the accident.
The second uncle of the Ning family gave in step by step, but the gangster became ruthless and pressed him several times. The two cars collided violently, and the road was slippery due to the snow. Finally, at a bend, both cars lost control, causing the second uncle of the Ning family to die on the spot.
The purpose of the Huainan Province anti-gang campaign was to give the Ning family an explanation. While the big tigers were eliminated, many small flies were also affected. Although the starting point of the anti-gang campaign was intriguing, the final result was good. Those underworld figures had already caused public resentment, and this move purified the public security situation in the entire Huainan area.
If Fang Zhicheng had not saved the second daughter of the Ning family, the car explosion would have killed two people and the situation would have been even more serious. The second daughter of the Ning family only suffered minor injuries, which was a blessing in disguise. After she regained her sanity, she remembered that a young man had saved her that night, so she commissioned someone to investigate.
That night, Fang Zhicheng left few clues. By retrieving a lot of traffic cameras, the license plate number of Fang Zhicheng's Jetta was found, and then Fang Zhicheng's information was investigated through Hongda Group. It would be difficult for ordinary people to use such powerful search resources, but for the Ning family, which is very influential in the military, it is obviously not a difficult task.
Yunhai was only an hour's drive from Yinzhou. After getting off the highway, another 20 minutes later, the car drove into Yunhai Junfang No. 1 Hospital. Colonel Xie glanced at Fang Zhicheng and thought that this young man was unusual, because if he were an ordinary person, he would have already inquired about the purpose of his trip, but Fang Zhicheng didn't ask a single question.
Stopping at the door of the senior ward in the inpatient department, Colonel Xie stretched out his hand and shook hands with Fang Zhicheng, and said in a deep voice: "I will take you here. After meeting the young lady, I will take you back to Yinzhou."
Fang Zhicheng smiled, his palm conveyed Colonel Xie's kindness, and he turned and pushed the door open. The ward was a suite, just like the presidential suite in a five-star hotel, with a living room outside and a bedroom inside. A beautiful figure stood by the balcony, looking out the window, the golden sunlight sprinkled on her face, like a fairy descending from heaven to earth.
When the figure turned slightly, Fang Zhicheng saw her appearance clearly, was slightly startled, and said softly: "It's you..."
The young woman nodded and said softly, "Yes, let me introduce myself first. My name is Ning Xiangcao." The young woman's words were full of sadness, and her face was a white color that made people feel sad.
Fang Zhicheng could understand Ning Xiangcao's feelings. Her husband had just passed away, and she was suffering from tremendous trauma both physically and mentally.
Fang Zhicheng glanced around the high-end ward and realized that the woman he saved that night was not ordinary. Fang Zhicheng felt that he should not need to introduce himself, because Ning Xiangcao was able to find him in such a large Yinzhou, and obviously she had checked her identity and background very clearly.
Fang Zhicheng sighed, "Hello, Ms. Ning."
Ning Xiangcao pointed at the black leather sofa and said softly, "Please sit down!"
Fang Zhicheng sat down as he was told, not knowing what he meant, and said calmly, "I don't know why you asked me to come here today."
On that snowy night, Fang Zhicheng did not take a close look at Ning Xiangcao's appearance. Now, after a close observation, he found that Ning Xiangcao's appearance was comparable to Qin Yuming's, and even slightly better than Zhao Qingya's. She was dressed in plain white and had a thin face, but there was an unusual firmness between her eyebrows. This was a temperament that only a large family could cultivate, and she was unyielding despite setbacks.
"First of all, I want to thank you for saving my life. If you hadn't rescued me from the car in time that night, I would have met my husband in heaven now." Ning Xiangcao is a devout Christian. "Secondly, I want to know what my husband said to you when he was dying. At that time, I was already unconscious, and you were the last person my husband spoke to."
Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that Ning Xiangcao had found him among the vast crowd of people in Yinzhou in the hope of knowing her husband's last wish. How should he respond? If he told Ning Xiangcao directly that her husband had only said "save my wife", would that seem too simple
Looking at Ning Xiangcao's miserable face, Fang Zhicheng sighed deeply and whispered, "That night, when I arrived at the scene, your husband's lower abdomen was injured by a sharp weapon and his chest was stabbed. He bled a lot. If I had saved him, I didn't have the tools and I wasn't professional enough, so I chose to save you. This is what your husband asked me to do in the end."
"Didn't he say anything?" Ning Xiangcao's eyes were filled with tears. It was obvious that she had a very good relationship with her husband.
Fang Zhicheng guessed Ning Xiangcao's thoughts. If he said that her husband had said nothing else, wouldn't that disappoint the widow? At such a time of grief, a white lie might be better.
Fang Zhicheng's eyes were filled with warmth, and he said sincerely: "Your husband also said that he hopes you can live well. Maybe I will die, but I hope you can live well for me. The more wonderful your life is, the more at ease I will be in heaven."
"Really? Did he really say that?" Ning Xiangcao became emotional. She covered her face with her hands, choking with sobs and unable to speak.