"Tsk..." Tong Siqing whispered, "For a normal man, it would be a big deal if he could do it once or twice... You are too cruel..."
Fang Zhicheng chuckled twice and did not torment Tong Siqing anymore. Bright red marks could be seen on her neck. It was obvious that she was too crazy last night and did not control herself. Now, if Li Mingxue found out, wouldn’t she be in trouble
Tong Siqing also discovered these, and looked at Fang Zhicheng with resentment, but did not say much. This is the case with young women. She is smart enough to hide these traces by herself.
Afterwards, Tong Siqing went to the bathroom to wash up, while Fang Zhicheng put on a T-shirt, walked to the window, opened the thick curtains, and smoked. After leaning out half of his body and puffing out a cloud of smoke, Fang Zhicheng looked sideways and saw a pair of white and tender arms extending from the next room, holding a clothes hanger and hanging the washed clothes on the stainless steel clothes rack. It turned out that Qi Yun was washing clothes.
"Good morning, County Magistrate Qi." Fang Zhicheng greeted with a smile.
Although Qi Yun didn't see Fang Zhicheng, she also stuck out her pretty face and made eye contact with Fang Zhicheng. Thinking of the voice she heard last night, she couldn't help but blushing. She hummed and continued to hang out the clothes.
Seeing Qi Yun ignoring him, Fang Zhicheng smiled awkwardly and continued smoking. At this time, a soft cry came from the side. It turned out that Qi Yun was distracted and threw a pair of red lace panties on the mud board under the hanger. Fang Zhicheng flicked the ash, put out the cigarette, and asked with a smile: "County Magistrate Qi, do you need help?"
Qi Yun hesitated and felt extremely embarrassed. After all, it was a woman's private property, and she always felt that it was a little inappropriate.
Fang Zhicheng smiled, turned around and took the clothes rail, then picked and chose, and quickly picked the underwear over, "It's a little dirty, County Magistrate Qi needs to wash it again."
There were many mud stains on the red lace panties, which gave a feeling of tarnishing purity.
"Frivolous!" Qi Yun muttered, turned around and went back into the house with her underwear, and closed the window heavily.
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head, feeling that what he had just said was indeed inappropriate. He smiled at himself and turned around to see Tong Siqing coming out. She was wearing a disposable shower cap on her head and a white bathrobe. She came out gracefully. After taking a bath, she looked like a lotus emerging from the water, exuding a charming and attractive aura.
Tong Siqing pointed at the curtains and pursed her lips and said, "Hurry up and draw the curtains. I need to change my clothes."
Fang Zhicheng smiled, closed the curtains, and then sat on a chair to admire Tong Siqing's dressing style. Although Tong Siqing's figure was a little worse than Qin Yuming's, her curves were graceful, with a bit more voluptuousness, which could arouse people's emotions.
Tong Siqing turned her back and reached out to pull the bra off her head. From Fang Zhicheng's angle, he could vaguely see the arc and outline. He couldn't help but have the urge to let her face him and find out...
The looming body and the vague figure constitute the beauty of art... Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but secretly touched the camera from not far away, and then pressed the shutter towards Tong Siqing's back.
"What are you doing?" Tong Siqing was startled when she heard the shutter sound. She couldn't help but turn around, frowning and spitting.
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said with a smile: "Record the most beautiful moment."
Tong Siqing snorted, hurriedly put on the rest of her clothes, then walked to Fang Zhicheng, freed her hands and ordered, "Show me, I want to delete it."
Fang Zhicheng was not happy and smiled bitterly: "Why delete it? It's a pity, isn't it?"
Tong Siqing still insisted with a serious face, so Fang Zhicheng had to return the camera. Tong Siqing looked at it for a while, and found that the front was not captured, so she did not delete it. Seeing Fang Zhicheng's painful expression, she handed it over again and said softly: "Zhicheng, you can have fun in the future, but be careful and don't cause trouble for yourself. These photos may cause big problems if they fall into the hands of others. You are still young and have a bright future. You can't let this kind of thing ruin your future."
Fang Zhicheng knew that Tong Siqing was concerned about him, and his heart warmed, and he said, "Sister Siqing, I understand."
Tong Siqing smiled, tapped Fang Zhicheng's nose, and said softly: "You are now Secretary Song's confidant, so you must make full use of the opportunity. Some time ago, there was news from the province that Secretary Song seemed to be promoted."
"Ah?" Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised. Song Wendi had been in Yinzhou for less than two years, and now he was promoted. Wouldn't he have to go back to the province? And he was on a temporary assignment in Dongtai, so it would be disadvantageous for him if Song Wendi left Yinzhou.
Tong Siqing could roughly guess Fang Zhicheng's thoughts, and explained in a low voice: "The provincial government wants to make Yinzhou's top leader a vice-ministerial level official. They plan to assign Secretary Song a position as vice governor, which will make it easier for Secretary Song to secure other resources."
Huainan Province has only one sub-provincial city, Qiongjin, but apart from that, Dengchang City has a unique political and economic status, with its top leader being a deputy minister and a member of the provincial party committee. If Song Wendi can now be promoted to the next level and become the deputy governor and secretary of Yinzhou City, then he will undoubtedly have the opportunity to challenge the position of provincial party committee member after his term expires, which is good news.
And Song Wendi is his wings. The further he goes, the brighter Fang Zhicheng's future will be.
However, if Song Wendi wants to be promoted to vice governor, he will encounter great obstacles. In the confrontation at the provincial party level, every vice ministerial position is crucial. Song Wendi is so young, and now he is promoted by exception. The possibility of becoming Li Siyuan's successor is increased, which is something many people don't want to see. Especially Governor Bu Yiren, he will never easily approve this proposal. Although Bu Yiren and Li Siyuan cooperate well on the surface, they will definitely fight for every inch of land in terms of factional interests.
Fang Zhicheng also tasted another meaning from Tong Siqing's words, because everyone knew that Fang Zhicheng was Song Wendi's trusted general, and if anyone wanted to hinder Song Wendi's progress, they might start with Fang Zhicheng.
Officialdom is always a place with deep waters and treacherous clouds. Others may not be able to do anything to Song Wendi, but Fang Zhicheng is just a small figure at the section level, and he is not under Song Wendi's nose. If he stabs him, it is very likely that Song Wendi will bleed profusely.
Fang Zhicheng figured out everything, sighed, and deleted the photo of Tong Siqing's back that he had just taken. Tong Siqing was slightly stunned when she noticed Fang Zhicheng's action, but then she felt much more at ease.
After lunch, Fang Zhicheng took Tong Siqing to the station and helped her buy a ticket. When they parted, Fang Zhicheng hugged Tong Siqing in front of everyone, which surprised her and made her feel warm.
According to common sense, an affair should be done cautiously and hidden in the dark, but Fang Zhicheng's actions put Tong Siqing in the light and also relieved her of a lot of guilt.
Watching Tong Siqing slowly walk onto the bus, Fang Zhicheng felt extremely complicated, and he couldn't tell what his feelings were towards Tong Siqing. It was a sense of novelty at first, and then slowly turned into a sense of responsibility. Fang Zhicheng frowned and couldn't help but send a text message to Tong Siqing, "Siqing, if Brother Li bullies you, remember to tell me."
After reading this message, Tong Siqing burst into tears. She looked through the car window at Fang Zhicheng who was standing upright below, and replied: "My heart has been divided into two worlds, one is the new world, and the other is the old world. You are in the new world, and I will never let you go to the old world. This is to better protect you."
Chapter 0205 Who is on whose chessboard
A winery in Dongtai County.
Luo Hui walked slowly in the underground wine cellar, constantly pulling out a bottle of expensive red wine, reading its origin and year, and then turning around from time to time to talk to a tall middle-aged man beside him about his opinion on the bottle of red wine. Luo Hui passed the assessment of an international wine appraiser five years ago. He regards wine tasting as a hobby and also as a way to build up connections.
People who go to large-scale professional wine parties are people with certain tastes and status. Luo Hui believes that this method can allow him to quickly get in touch with the top people in this society. Of course, he found that his choice was right. As a celebrity at the Qiongjin Professional Wine Tasting Conference, he built the Qiongjin Office into an institution that is in line with the times and international standards in less than three years.
The middle-aged man next to him is named Wang Tong, a red wine collector from Dongtai County. His wine cellar contains hundreds of barrels of red wine. Of course, a large part of them are not genuine. Today he specially invited Luo Hui to taste the wine, hoping that he could help him select it.
Luo Hui walked around again and said with a smile: "Boss Wang, how about this for today? My tongue is numb. If I try again, I'm afraid I'll ruin my reputation."
Wang Tong quickly smiled and said, "County Magistrate Luo, thank you for your hard work today. If it weren't for your keen eye, I'm afraid I would still be kept in the dark."
Luo Hui waved his hand, pointed at a few barrels, and said calmly: "These barrels of wine are almost indistinguishable from the real thing. Although the year is the same, the wineries where they are stored are slightly different. Top-quality red wine is very picky about the right time and place. If there is even a subtle element, the taste will be very different."
Wang Tong showed admiration in his eyes and said with emotion: "Listening to County Magistrate Luo's words is better than reading ten years of books. I hired three professional wine tasters, but none of them can compare to your sharp eyes."
Luo Hui smiled and said, "Boss Wang, let's not be polite. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave now."