After the social security fund misappropriation incident, Sun Weiming's overall situation in Dongtai was determined and he had full control of the initiative. Although the county magistrate Xing Jike came with ambition, he was already overwhelmed by the serial tactics that Sun Weiming had planned for a long time. As for the third in command, the deputy secretary of the county party committee, Zhao Heping, he was very familiar with Sun Weiming's tactics and always kept a low profile.
On Thursday afternoon, Fang Zhicheng confirmed the time with Wen Feng again, and then arranged for driver Guo Jinyuan to take him to Qiongjin.
In the car, Fang Zhicheng chatted with Guo Jinyuan, "Old Guo, I heard you have real kung fu?"
Guo Jinyuan nodded, laughed gruffly, and said, "It's just some tricks, not presentable."
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and whispered, "Old Guo, you are too modest. I heard from Wang Chong and others that you won the county's award for bravery. You caught a thief in the street, and attracted five or six people, but you still defeated them."
Guo Jinyuan was quite honest and said with a smile: "That's true. I can still handle three or five petty thieves."
Fang Zhicheng took out a cigarette, handed it to Guo Jinyuan, and lit it himself, saying, "If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely be a chivalrous hero. As for me, I admire people with real talent the most. How about teaching me a few sets of boxing when you have time?"
Guo Jinyuan took the cigarette and put it between his lips. He was a straightforward person. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was not arrogant even though he was the director, he wanted to make friends with him. He said, "Director Fang, I will teach you a few moves. That's no problem. There are two kinds of martial arts: one is to strengthen the body, and the other is to protect yourself. Which one do you want to learn?"
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Of course I need to learn self-defense skills to save my life."
Guo Jinyuan glanced at Fang Zhicheng and said softly, "The basics of self-defense and life-saving skills must be laid from a young age. You have good physical fitness, but you are past your golden age. If you want to learn, you can only learn a fancy trick in a year or two."
Fang Zhicheng blew out a smoke ring and asked curiously, "If you learn fancy tricks, how many people can you deal with?"
Guo Jinyuan freed up one hand, held up two fingers, and said with a smile: "Two people should be no problem."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said jokingly, "Only two people? Then I won't learn it. If I have any trouble in the future, wouldn't it be easier to ask Lao Guo to help me?"
Guo Jinyuan believed it and promised, "Director Fang, please keep me in your heart. If there is anything I can help you with in the future, I will definitely do my best to help you."
Fang Zhicheng really likes dealing with Guo Jinyuan. It's very relaxing to chat with people like them. It's not like chatting with people in official circles, who are always scheming and hiding what they say. They're not straightforward enough, which would hurt brain cells.
The car finally stopped at the Jinsheng Hotel under the Hongda Group. After entering the lobby and handing over my ID card at the front desk, the waiter was slightly startled and said softly: "Hello, Mr. Fang! Please wait a moment..."
After she finished speaking, she picked up the phone and dialed a number. After the call ended in a low voice, she said, "Mr. Fang, your room has already been booked. Here are two room cards. Please accept them."
Fang Zhicheng knew that the waiter had just informed Zhao Qingya of the news, so he took the room card, gave one to Guo Jinyuan, and then entered the elevator. After the elevator door opened, Fang Zhicheng received a call from Zhao Qingya. Zhao Qingya stood outside the meeting room, covering her phone, and whispered, "I'm still in a meeting, I'll come to see you later."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, you go ahead. By the way, my room number is 8036, don't go into the wrong room."
After entering the room, Fang Zhicheng quickly took off all his clothes, then went into the bathroom to take a bath. After taking a bath, Fang Zhicheng turned on the air conditioner and set the temperature very high. Then, wearing only a pair of shorts, he lay on the bed with his legs spread out, and made a few poses, secretly wondering how to seduce Zhao Qingya, the queen, to actively violate him.
Chapter 0247 Ask Master's Wife for Help
The air conditioner in the room had been blowing for a long time, and Fang Zhicheng felt his throat was a little dry, so he made a cup of tea and watched the news on TV.
The news channel of Huainan TV is broadcasting the evening news. Li Siyuan, secretary of the provincial party committee, presided over the provincial economic meeting and called for greater execution and reform and innovation measures this year. All cities and municipalities must unswervingly implement the central government's decisions and arrangements, unswervingly rely on the broad masses of cadres and the people, defeat the enemy, and constantly create new situations for the development of various undertakings.
The news may seem boring, but for officials, it is a signpost. Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly, feeling happy. Judging from the direction of this economic conference, Huainan Province will definitely launch a series of policies to promote economic development in the next step, and investment promotion, as a pioneer in promoting the regional economy, must be given high attention. With policy support, the position of the Investment Promotion Bureau will be further improved, and Fang Zhicheng's innovative development of the Dongtai County Investment Promotion Bureau will also be expected to be accelerated.
After the news ended, the doorbell rang. Fang Zhicheng went to open the door. Zhao Qingya was standing at the door with a smile on her face, holding a bag in her hand. It was she who had packed some midnight snacks and red wine. After Zhao Qingya entered the room, she glanced at Fang Zhicheng and saw that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, with his upper body naked, showing off his toned muscles. She sighed, "Why are you dressed like this?"
Fang Zhicheng tilted his head and said with a sly smile: "I'm not wearing anything!"
Zhao Qingya glared at Fang Zhicheng, handed him the bag, went to the bottom of the cabinet to find a pair of disposable slippers to change into, threw her high heels aside, rubbed her calves, and sighed, "I'm so tired." After saying that, she looked up at the air-conditioning vents and said speechlessly, "You're still turning on the air-conditioning in this kind of weather?"
Fang Zhicheng said stubbornly, "It's useless if you don't use it. Why, does turning on your air conditioner make you feel bad?"
Zhao Qingya muttered "childish", walked towards the coffee table, took the remote control and turned off the air conditioner, sighed and said: "It's not that I don't want to, but I'm afraid you'll get sick. Hurry up and put on two pieces of clothes, I'll drink some wine with you."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged his shoulders and went back to the bedroom dejectedly. He put on his coat and trousers and went outside. Zhao Qingya had taken off her coat. Her long dark chestnut hair was draped over her shoulders, as smooth and soft as silk. Her breasts made the milky white base shirt look tall and round, and they were narrowed down to her waist, so slender and well-proportioned that one could hold it in one hand. Coupled with her charming face and fair and tender skin, people secretly admired her charm.
Fang Zhicheng walked over and put his hand on Zhao Qingya's shoulder. Zhao Qingya subconsciously patted the back of Fang Zhicheng's hand, which made Fang Zhicheng break out in a cold sweat, mistakenly thinking that she was going to throw him from behind. Zhao Qingya was also stunned, and gently pushed Fang Zhicheng's hand off his shoulder. She turned around, rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng, and warned him: "It seems that your lesson is not enough. Don't touch me behind my back in the future. If I hadn't reacted quickly just now, you would have become a turtle with four legs up in the air now."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and said with a wry smile: "Sister Ya, do you have to scare me like this?"
Zhao Qingya snorted and put the food boxes in the bag on the coffee table. Fang Zhicheng found that there was no red wine bottle opener, so he called the front desk and asked for a bottle opener and two tall glasses. Five minutes later, the waiter brought the red wine bottle opener and wine glasses. Fang Zhicheng pulled out the cork and poured two glasses. Zhao Qingya sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, shaking the wine glass. The tight pants with waisted waist stretched her plump buttocks very tightly. Looking from the side, you can see a large area of white skin between her waist and buttocks.
Fang Zhicheng said nothing, sitting next to Zhao Qingya, watching TV and drinking with her. Half an hour later, after drinking most of the bottle of red wine, Zhao Qingya and Fang Zhicheng got very close, Fang Zhicheng casually put his hand on her shoulder, looked down, and saw her seductive and beautiful snow-white skin, and his heart was hot.
Zhao Qingya saw Fang Zhicheng's eyes evading and said with a smile, "What? Are you daydreaming?"
Fang Zhicheng coughed dryly, retracted his gaze, pointed at the hero and heroine on TV, and said, "The heroine has started to cry. The next step is for the hero to comfort the heroine, and then the heroine will be moved and will take the initiative to give him a kiss."
Zhao Qingya muttered in her heart that Fang Zhicheng's way of changing the subject was a little too abrupt. She turned her eyes to the TV. As Fang Zhicheng had guessed, the hero embraced the heroine and soon they were inseparable. She saw a smug smile on Fang Zhicheng's face and asked in confusion, "Have you seen this episode before?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't have time to watch TV dramas. I'm just guessing."
Zhao Qingya smiled and sighed, "I didn't expect you to have the potential to be a screenwriter. Do you think that if we sit here and drink tonight, will something else happen?"
Fang Zhicheng's heart skipped a beat, wondering if Zhao Qingya was hinting at something. He subconsciously moved closer to Zhao Qingya and said, "A man and a woman alone in a room, one is like dry wood and the other is like a raging fire, of course something earth-shattering is going to happen."
Zhao Qingya suddenly stood up, stroked her clothes, raised her rosy lips slightly, and said proudly: "Then you guessed wrong. Nothing will happen tonight. You sleep on the sofa outside, and I sleep on the bed. We won't disturb each other and we won't interfere with each other."
After saying this, before Fang Zhicheng could react, Zhao Qingya turned and walked into the bedroom, half-pushing the door, revealing her pretty face, and said with a smile: "By the way, after we finish talking tomorrow, come to my house for dinner tonight. There is no room for refusal. This is the order of the old Buddha."
Fang Zhicheng spent the whole night in silence with Zhao Qingya. He wanted to muster up the courage to go in several times, but he gave up in the end when he remembered that Zhao Qingya was skilled in martial arts. He thought that he should find Lao Guo to learn some martial arts when he had time. He didn't need to learn anything else but how to pin someone down in the quickest and simplest way.
Zhao Qingya waited in the bedroom with her eyes open for a long time. When she found that Fang Zhicheng had not come in for a long time, she sighed, "Turns out he's a coward." After an unknown amount of time, she slowly fell asleep.
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