She wiped her collar twice with a tissue, but found that it was not clean. She sighed, put the coffee cup aside, got up and went to the bedroom next to the living room.
There were lightning and thunder outside, and the rain was much heavier than expected. The bedroom door was not closed tightly and the light was on. The light flowing out from the crack in the door was swaying on the marble floor. I could guess that it was Zhao Qingya's figure, sparsely spaced, and she seemed to be changing clothes.
Was this hint too blatant? Fang Zhicheng felt his blood boiling.
Zhao Qingya slowed down the pace of changing clothes, feeling her soul trembling, leaving a door for him. Could that boy seize the opportunity
Fang Zhicheng subconsciously took a few steps towards the door, but ultimately he did not make up his mind, as reason prevailed over impulse.
He finished the coffee in one gulp and walked around the living room to divert his attention. His eyes finally fell on a photo on the bookshelf. His eyebrows twitched, and he felt surprised and at the same time, a sense of the supernatural.
The Zhao Qingya in the photo was younger, holding the arm of a young man who looked 70% similar to herself.
Just at this moment, Zhao Qingya coughed behind him, and Fang Zhicheng came back to his senses.
Zhao Qingya had already changed into a new outfit, a white base shirt, a full figure, smooth lines, and a mature and elegant lady's charm. She sighed and said, "This is my first boyfriend. Doesn't he look like you?"
Fang Zhicheng vaguely saw the fiery red belt under the thin white dress, which was tightly tied around his shoulders. He was a little dazed, as if it was there and not there. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "At first I thought Sister Ya was teasing me..."
"I'm not that boring!" Zhao Qingya saw Fang Zhicheng's face flushed and deliberately teased, "How about you turn into him and be my boyfriend?"
Fang Zhicheng opened his mouth wide, not knowing how to answer. Zhao Qingya was very beautiful, and no man could refuse such an invitation, but it was too unacceptable for him to become a substitute for his first love boyfriend! Fang Zhicheng stared at Zhao Qingya in a daze.
"I'm just teasing you, idiot!" Zhao Qingya saw Fang Zhicheng looking at her infatuatedly, her face flushed red, she poked his forehead with her finger and chuckled in a low voice.
"Sister Ya, you have a really beautiful smile!" Fang Zhicheng felt a surge of courage in his heart, and he grasped her soft fingers as if possessed by a spirit. At the same time, he stretched out his hands to hold Zhao Qingya's waist, which was so tight that it could only be held with one hand, and his eyes met Zhao Qingya's beautiful eyes that were dazed...
Zhao Qingya was shocked by Fang Zhicheng's behavior. She seemed to have returned to the past, as if she was in a dream.
At that time, he also hugged me like this, making me breathe faster and my cheeks flushed...
More than ten seconds passed, and the two seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats. Fang Zhicheng actually had an urge to lean over and kiss Zhao Qingya's beautiful red lips.
The cell phone rang at that moment, and Zhao Qingya regained her senses. She pushed Fang Zhicheng away, gently smoothed her trembling chest, and answered the call.
After hanging up the phone, she smiled and said, "The driver is already waiting outside. The rain is not that heavy. You can go back now."
Fang Zhicheng secretly sighed with regret, feeling the lingering fragrance in his arms. He suppressed all the doubts in his heart, smiled and said goodbye to Zhao Qingya, as if nothing had happened just now.
As the BMW drove away from the gate of the villa, Zhao Qingya held her cup of coffee, squinted her eyes, stared at the flowerbed outside the window, and whispered to herself: "He is just like you five years ago, as sunny and handsome, but I know that he is not you after all..."
After returning home, Fang Zhicheng kept flipping through the business card in his hand, "General Manager of Yuhu Restaurant—Zhao Qingya". He pressed the number on the keyboard several times, but in the end he didn't have the courage to dial it.
The rain was still falling intermittently, and the window was not closed tightly. The sound of gurgling water came from the balcony. Fang Zhicheng walked to the balcony, opened the window, and the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, indicating that he had received a text message.
"Huainan Meteorological Observatory issued an orange rainstorm alert. Qiongjin, Dengchang, Yinzhou, Linfeng... 12 cities will experience continuous rainfall. The Municipal Party Committee Organization Department issued an urgent notice, requiring party organizations at all levels in the city and the majority of party members and cadres to attach great importance to it, take prompt action, and actively participate in flood control, rescue and disaster relief work..."
Chapter 0002: Fighting for a Bright Future
Just after reading the text message, the cell phone rang. Wang Ke, deputy director of the First Secretary Department, called and asked Fang Zhicheng to arrive at the compound before 8 o'clock the next morning to attend the flood prevention mobilization meeting held by the Municipal Party Committee Office.
Less than a month after the municipal party committee was replaced, the former municipal party secretary was transferred, and the secretary of the municipal party secretary and the director of the first secretary department were transferred to the provincial government. The first secretary department is usually headed by the secretary of the municipal party secretary. Now that the secretary of the municipal party secretary has not been decided, Wang Ke is temporarily in charge of the work of the first secretary department.
Wang Ke is the first pen of the Yinzhou Municipal Party Committee. He is a great writer and all documents issued by the office must be reviewed by him. However, he is too cautious and not tactful enough, so his rank has always been stuck at the position of deputy director.
The next day, as Fang Zhicheng expected, after the flood prevention mobilization meeting, the Municipal Party Committee Office drew up a list of people to be transferred. Fang Zhicheng was a newcomer with no background, so he was inevitably assigned to participate in the front-line flood control and disaster relief. The flood situation from the front line was very tense, and it was necessary to leave for Huanhai County immediately. Fang Zhicheng was in a hurry to go home to pack his luggage, and when he stepped out of the office, he bumped into someone head-on.
"You don't have eyes!" Shao Lingfeng covered his chest, rubbed it for a while, frowned and cursed.
Shao Lingfeng was a big guy, but he was full of fat. He bumped into Fang Zhicheng, who looked thin. He actually took several steps back and had to lean against the wall to keep his footing.
In fact, Shao Lingfeng deliberately bumped into him. Fang Zhicheng reacted quickly, calculated the angle accurately, and deliberately used a little force on his shoulder. In the end, Shao Lingfeng was the one who suffered.
Shao Lingfeng was used to a life of luxury and could not compare to Fang Zhicheng who exercised regularly. He was knocked away in the first encounter.
Shao Lingfeng lost more than he gained, and was unwilling to settle the matter. Right in front of him was his enemy, Fang Zhicheng, who had taken his position. If it weren't for Fang Zhicheng, he could have been successfully converted to a full-time employee and officially became a member of the Municipal Party Committee Office. Now he has been working for two years, using many connections and buying people to customize a position for himself, but in the end, it was all in vain, and his original anger was released.
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Shao Lingfeng, not showing weakness, and said unhappily: "You left in such a hurry, didn't you see it?"
Shao Lingfeng sneered: "A good dog doesn't block the road. Anyone who blocks the road will be slaughtered sooner or later and made into dog meat hot pot."
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. You know who is the dog!" Fang Zhicheng had something urgent to do and didn't want to waste time talking to Shao Lingfeng, so he hurried out.
Shao Lingfeng stared at Fang Zhicheng's back, spitting maliciously, sneering, thinking that this kid wouldn't be around for long. Shao Lingfeng's father was the executive deputy director of the city TV station, and he had already helped him to smooth out the relationship. "Then the position that originally belonged to me must be returned to me. As for Fang Zhicheng, he was moved to the cold departments of the CPPCC and the National People's Congress, so he can stay there!"
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Huanhai County is located in the northwest corner of Yinzhou, and its location is remote. It is the most difficult task among all the reinforcement teams. It is not that the danger is serious, but the county road from Yinzhou to Huanhai has not been opened, and there are many sections of the road that are difficult to travel.
The road was winding and muddy, and a female comrade in the same car couldn't stand the pain of the bumps and vomited for a long time. Fang Zhicheng was prepared and bought motion sickness medicine at the pharmacy early in the morning. Now it came in handy. He opened a box and handed it to the female comrade.
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng had motion sickness pills, people came to borrow one or two pills. The convoy even stopped for a few minutes, and a leader in front seemed to be motion sick and came to ask for medicine...
Due to the heavy rain and difficult road conditions, it took the convoy three or four hours to reach the Huanhai County Government.
The team leader was Qiu Hengde, deputy director of the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department. He was well-known in the Municipal Party Committee compound, ranked third in the Organization Department, and always acted vigorously. Huanhai was Qiu Hengde's hometown, so he volunteered to come to Huanhai County to reinforce flood control. Qiu Hengde ordered to go to the flood control front as quickly as possible. Everyone had a quick meal in the county government cafeteria and rushed to Huanhai Lake, where the situation was the most serious.
There were about ten people in the group. The rain was getting heavier and the visibility was less than three meters. Fang Zhicheng was very low-key, walking in the middle of the group. Only when he reached the lake embankment did he feel the fragility and insignificance of life.