Fang Zhicheng seemed unaware and bit even harder. After a long while, he apologized, "Sister, you smell so good, I couldn't help it. How about I find an eraser to erase the plum blossom for you?"
Qin Yuming's pretty face flushed, her hair was disheveled, and her silk dress was completely wet, making her look delicate and weak. Seeing Fang Zhicheng being so shameless, she felt sweet in her heart for some reason.
She couldn't help but subconsciously compare Fang Zhicheng and Cheng Bin. There was a world of difference between them. When facing her, Cheng Bin always lacked confidence and was more of a perfunctory person with a sense of fulfilling his duty. However, when hugging Fang Zhicheng, she felt a different kind of romance.
Maybe it was because Fang Zhicheng was young, but she relaxed easily. Even though she was in an unfamiliar environment that she had never tried before, she felt at ease to give herself completely to Fang Zhicheng and let her soul ticket soar to the top.
I don't know how long it took, but Qin Yuming felt that her body was completely soaked by the water in the bathtub. She didn't want to move at all, and asked with a red face: "Zhicheng, you have to send me back the same way I came here."
Fang Zhicheng was also a little tired. When he was full of energy, he felt extremely strong, but now his whole body ached. He wished he could just lie down on the bed and smoke a cigarette.
Unable to resist Qin Yuming's soft pleading, Fang Zhicheng scratched his head, fished Qin Yuming out, and prepared to wipe her with a dry towel. Qin Yuming saw that Fang Zhicheng was quite obedient, so she laughed out loud, snatched the towel, looked at the turbid bath water in the tub, and said coquettishly: "I'm just teasing you. Get out quickly, I'm afraid you can't wipe it clean."
The bathroom was full of water droplets because of the fight just now. Qin Yuming thought about what happened just now and thought to herself that it was really a mess. After cleaning the bathroom, she returned to the bedroom and found Fang Zhicheng lying on his side. Qin Yuming smiled helplessly and just lay down flat, but found that Fang Zhicheng turned around and pressed her under him again.
"Young people need to learn moderation!"
"Young people need to let loose once in a while!"
The thunder outside continued to roar, covering up all the sounds inside the house.
The beauty under him was the one he had thought about day and night and dreamed of in the past days, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not get her. But now she had completely come from the other side of the wall and was lying on this side of the wall.
The old days are finally gone forever.
Chapter 0160: Knowing a person’s face but not his heart
It was autumn, and the air was chilly. After getting out of the Jetta, Fang Zhicheng saw a tall sycamore tree not far away. He stood under the tree and smoked a cigarette, staring at the slightly thin branches for a while, and sighed. With the replanning of Nanyuan Old Street, this old tree with 30 or 40 years of growth rings might be on its way out.
Tong Siqing walked over from not far away, and seeing Fang Zhicheng standing under the tree in a daze, she smiled unhappily and said, "What are you standing there for? My dad and the others are waiting for you."
Fang Zhicheng would come to Nanyuan Old Street every now and then to play chess or practice calligraphy with Taoist Chen Yi, the national master godfather Li Dehan, and the returned academician Tong Mengyuan. At first, Tong Siqing felt strange because Fang Zhicheng was in his early twenties and could hang out with these old men. But over time, she got used to it because Fang Zhicheng was originally a maverick and a mysterious person.
Arriving at Tong Siqing's house, several old men were sitting in the living room concentrating on the chessboard. Fang Zhicheng walked aside and watched for a while. Tong Mengyuan was at a disadvantage and would definitely lose within ten moves. Sure enough, after three more moves, Tong Mengyuan gave up and surrendered. Seeing Fang Zhicheng standing by with his arms folded, he watched happily and said with a smile, "Playing chess with Lao Li is boring. The moves are too steady. I still like playing chess with Xiao Fang. Lao Li, quickly give up your position."
Li Dehan curled his lips and said with a disdainful smile: "Old Tong, Xiao Fang's chess skills are improving by leaps and bounds. If you really want to play against him, I'm afraid the outcome is hard to predict."
Tong Mengyuan glared at Li Dehan and said angrily: "I like Xiao Fang's straightforward fighting on the chessboard. Even if I lose, I am willing to do so. I won't accept losing to your petty tricks!" After saying that, he pulled Fang Zhicheng to sit down and prepared for another game.
At this time, Li Mingxue untied his apron and said with a smile: "Dad, you guys can fight later. The food is ready. It will be bad if it gets cold."
Tong Mengyuan hummed but did not stand up. Fang Zhicheng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, thinking that the older you get, the more you want children. He then pulled Tong Mengyuan to the table. Li Dehan and Tong Mengyuan were originally quarreling, but after they sat at the table and drank three glasses of wine, they returned to normal.
Somehow, the topic of Nanyuan Old Street renovation and development was brought up. Li Dehan and Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Xiao Fang, I have to thank you here. Last time when we were chatting, we occasionally mentioned that the stinking ditch in the southern part of Nanyuan Old Street needed to be cleared first. Unexpectedly, in less than a week, the Street Office received a notice and coordinated the forces of all parties to start solving the problem. This is a great thing for the people of Nanyuan Old Street. We have reported it to the government many times, but it has never been successful."
Tong Mengyuan took a sip of white wine and said with a smile: "Xiao Fang is the secretary of Song Wendi, the municipal party secretary. Naturally, a word from him is worth a thousand words from an old man like you."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and smiled modestly, "In fact, preventing siltation in the drainage ditch is one of the key tasks of the government's rectification of Nanyuan Old Street. It's just that the time has been brought forward now."
The Nanyuan Old Street project of the old city reconstruction plan has entered the preliminary stage. Due to the high attention of the Municipal Party Committee, once any problem is notified, it will attract the high attention of departments at all levels; what's more, this time the order was issued by the Office of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, and the relevant clerks below dare not be careless.
The planning of Nanyuan Old Street has been preliminarily finalized. It adopts a method similar to that of Singapore, with the government registering a company as the main controlling investor and hiring Ye Mingjing's professional team to carry out reconstruction, management, subsequent promotion and revenue generation.
The reconstruction of Nanyuan Old Street basically maintains its original appearance, focusing on repairs, while unifying the style, mainly based on the ancient charm of Ming and Qing Dynasties, and combined with unique cultural landscapes such as artificial inner lakes, gardens, and Taoist temples. If the reconstruction is successful, it will become another unique urban coordinate in Yinzhou.
Yinzhou has always been a tourist destination in history, but in recent years, due to the emphasis on economic development, the development of tourism has been a little slow, and it is not as famous as Yuhang City in Zhejiang Province. After Song Wendi took office, he focused on economic construction on the one hand, and also paid attention to the development of tourism resources on the other.
Tourism is a city’s business card, and tourists are the most direct promoters and promoters of a city’s business. Moreover, the creation of an urban environment plays an important role in retaining talent and attracting foreign population.
Now every government in the country is calling for investment attraction. In fact, for entrepreneurs, what they value most is no longer the policy support given by the city, but whether the city can provide them with a living environment with a higher happiness index.
To give a simple example, senior intellectuals who have returned from abroad have nothing to do and want to find a bar with a nice environment to have a drink, but if the city does not even have such a place, it will be difficult to meet their spiritual needs, let alone make them willing to invest in this city.
Therefore, the Yinzhou Municipal Government's positioning for Nanyuan Old Street will be tailored around this group of high-spending people with a petty-bourgeois spirit, providing a place for entertainment, leisure and relaxation.
After dinner, Li Mingxue's female colleague Qi Fang called him out. Recently, Li Mingxue had become addicted to playing mahjong and often came back in the middle of the night. Although Tong Siqing felt a little resentful, she felt that her husband only had this little hobby, so she let him do what he wanted.
Fang Zhicheng was helping Tong Siqing wash the dishes in the kitchen. Tong Siqing was wiping the stove beside him and asked softly, "Who is the new person coming to the Municipal Party Committee Office tomorrow?"
Fang Zhicheng rinsed the porcelain bowl several times and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he is a handsome guy, I guarantee that Sister Siqing will be satisfied."
"Why would I be satisfied with a handsome guy?" Tong Siqing pouted, "Don't be like He Yang, who is full of bad intentions and destroys the unity of our office."
Fang Zhicheng wiped the bowl with a dry rag, piled it aside, and chuckled, "I don't care whether others are willing to unite with me or not. The key is Sister Siqing, you must unite with me!"
Tong Siqing stood up, wiped the sweat from her forehead, glared at Fang Zhicheng coquettishly, and said, "Your mouth is getting worse and worse. Be careful or I'll complain to Secretary Song next time."
"May I ask what the charge is?" Fang Zhicheng glanced at Tong Siqing without showing any weakness, "Flirting with a female colleague in the office?"
Tong Siqing snorted, unwilling to continue bickering with Fang Zhicheng, and turned to the restaurant to continue cleaning up. Fang Zhicheng scratched his head awkwardly, wiped his hands clean, and then returned to the living room, watched the fight for a while, and then said goodbye and left. Tong Siqing went out to see Fang Zhicheng off, passing by three blue-tiled houses with courtyards, and said, "This is Qi Fang's home."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and suggested in a low voice: "How about going in and saying hello?"
Tong Siqing was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Okay, I hope Lao Li doesn't lose miserably."
The far door outside was not locked, and Fang Zhicheng opened it with a push. Tong Siqing walked in front, and Fang Zhicheng followed behind. After entering, they found that the lights in the main room were off, and a faint beam of light came through the window of the house on the right.
Tong Siqing looked puzzled and asked, "Isn't she at her house?"