There were quite a lot of people, so the banquet was divided into two private rooms. The important guests of the inspection team and leaders at the provincial and municipal levels formed a large table and were arranged in one box, and the other two tables were arranged in another box.
The people who sat at the same table with Fang Zhicheng were at least deputy director level or above, and they obviously looked down on the young man Fang Zhicheng. However, Song Wendi's secretary Xiao Yu sat next to Fang Zhicheng and exchanged a few words with him from time to time. Fang Zhicheng was not familiar with the others, so he was happy to be idle, and from time to time he talked to Xiao Yu to learn about the current dynamics of the municipal party committee.
The dinner lasted about half an hour, and Jiang Wenlan, Ning Xiangcao and others walked into the box where Fang Zhicheng was. Led by Ning Xiangcao, they came to Fang Zhicheng's table. Ning Xiangcao toasted everyone at the table first, then raised her glass with Fang Zhicheng alone, and smiled softly, "Zhicheng, long time no see."
Jiang Wenlan also noticed Fang Zhicheng, walked over, patted Fang Zhicheng on the shoulder, and commented with a smile: "You are a good young man!"
Chapter 0283 Golden Street Project
Jiang Wenlan was undoubtedly the protagonist of today's dinner. He came over to greet Fang Zhicheng in person, which made others feel excited. However, his behavior was unexpected. There were many provincial and municipal leaders present, but Jiang Wenlan did not talk to them. Instead, he took the initiative to greet Fang Zhicheng, which surprised those who originally looked down on Fang Zhicheng.
The people below whispered to each other and soon found out the reason. It turned out that Fang Zhicheng was the key figure in the Golden Street project settling in Dongtai. Without him, Dongtai would never have caught Jiang Wenlan's attention, let alone getting the project.
Facing Jiang Wenlan, Fang Zhicheng showed humility on his face and said with a smile: "Mr. Wenlan, I am very excited to see you in Dongtai. You must come often in the future. Next time, I will be your guide and take you around Dongtai alone. I believe you will fall in love with this place soon."
Jiang Wenlan nodded and laughed loudly: "Okay, I'll remember your promise. Next time I come over, don't think I'm troublesome."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand vigorously and said sincerely: "It will never be a problem. I'm just afraid that Mr. Wen Lan has forgotten this promise."
Ning Xiangcao joked, "Zhicheng, are you being partial to one and neglect the other?"
Fang Zhicheng quickly added: "Sister Vanilla, you, like Mr. Wen Lan, are the eternal VIPs in my heart."
After a few simple exchanges, Jiang Wenlan and Ning Xiangcao left quickly. However, the treatment at the table suddenly changed, and the others took the initiative to toast Fang Zhicheng, which made him a little overwhelmed.
This is how government dinners are. Many people just go along with the trend. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng is so popular, the topic immediately revolves around him.
Fang Zhicheng could only find an excuse to go to the toilet, leave the box, and sneak out of the guesthouse. Before he took a few steps, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was Xiao Yu calling, and he said anxiously: "Brother Fang, where are you?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "I'm in the bathroom. What's wrong?"
Xiao Yu lowered his voice and smiled bitterly, "The boss came over to toast and asked for you. I went to the bathroom and looked around, but you were not there. Come back quickly and don't keep the boss waiting for too long."
Xiao Yu looked for Fang Zhicheng in the restroom but found no one there. He immediately guessed that Fang Zhicheng must have run away to pee, so he hurriedly called Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng had not walked far yet, so he had no choice but to return to the box. He saw Song Wendi and Zhao Guoyi were both there, two deputy ministerial officials waiting. He felt a sense of guilt in his heart.
Song Wendi glanced at Fang Zhicheng and said with a smile: "You take a really long time to pee!"
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head awkwardly and quickly changed the subject: "Secretary Wendi, Governor Zhao, I want to toast you two."
Zhao Guoyi nodded, clinked glasses with Fang Zhicheng, and sighed, "Zhicheng, do you still remember what I said to you two years ago?"
When he first met Zhao Guoyi, he was ready to help him, but Fang Zhicheng politely refused and pushed the time to two years later. Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Of course I remember, but there is still a year left."
Zhao Guoyi smiled and said, "You can find me anytime and anywhere. You can try a higher platform. Although the grassroots level can train people, the vision is too narrow after all."
Song Wendi was very happy. He didn't expect Fang Zhicheng and Zhao Guoyi to have such a good relationship. There was even some story between them. However, he pretended to be unhappy and complained, "Governor Guoyi, you can't do this. Fang Zhicheng is a young cadre that Yinzhou focuses on training. You can't poach him."
Zhao Guoyi laughed loudly, pointed at Song Wendi, and said with a smile: "Secretary Wendi, don't worry! I know he is your sweetheart and I will never steal your love away. But if he takes the initiative to find me one day, I am willing to be his mentor."
Song Wendi smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "You are putting pressure on me."
Fang Zhicheng quickly toasted the two with a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Thank you for your promise, leaders. I will remember every word you say deeply in my heart."
After Song Wendi and Zhao Guoyi left, everyone in the box saw Fang Zhicheng's confidence. Although Sun Weiming and Xing Jike were sitting in the main table box to accompany the guests, the real hero was sitting in this box. Therefore, the second round of toasts started again, and people kept pouring towards Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng was in great pain and wanted to escape by peeing again, but it was too obvious, so he could only secretly replace the liquor in the cup with boiled water. As the refreshing and slightly sweet warm water went down his throat, Fang Zhicheng smiled, and he was very cool.
Xiao Yu didn't know when he noticed something was wrong, so he secretly took Fang Zhicheng's cup, sniffed it, and whispered, "Brother Fang, what you're drinking is not right?"
Fang Zhicheng quickly winked at him, suggesting that he keep quiet. Xiao Yu chuckled twice, and Fang Zhicheng could only helplessly say: "After the dinner, I'll give you two packs of good cigarettes." Only then did Xiao Yu smile contentedly.
After the dinner, Fang Zhicheng asked Li Hui to deliver two packs of cigarettes and four boxes of Dongtai local homemade liquor to the County Party Committee Guesthouse. The two packs of cigarettes were given to Xiao Yu, and the homemade liquor was given to Song Wendi, Zhao Guoyi, Jiang Wenlan and Ning Xiangcao, and their drivers were asked to load them into the trunk.
Song Wendi called Fang Zhicheng into the car, asked the driver and secretary Xiao Yu to leave, and chatted with him alone for a while, mainly asking about the situation of Dongtai's team. In three to five years, due to the promotion of Qi's Group project and Golden Street project, Dongtai will definitely become a key development area in Yinzhou. Song Wendi is now planning to transfer Dongtai from a county to a district and bring it under the direct jurisdiction of Yinzhou. Therefore, he paid special attention to the current team members of Dongtai.
"I heard that you and Sun Weiming don't get along very well?" Song Wendi glanced out the window and asked softly.
Fang Zhicheng nodded and sighed, "Did Minister Qiu tell you that?"
Song Wendi nodded and smiled, "That's right! Old Qiu still cares about you. When we were discussing the situation of the Dongtai team some time ago, I originally thought that Sun Weiming should be given special attention. After all, he is very young and has courage. If he is trained well, he has the ability to take charge of things on his own. However, Old Qiu said that you and Sun Weiming had a lot of conflicts in Dongtai. So, I want to know some of the situation."
Fang Zhicheng understood Song Wendi's thoughts. He was planning to include Sun Weiming in the core echelon of the Song faction, and now he was asking for his thoughts. After all, Fang Zhicheng was the person Song Wendi trusted the most, and Song Wendi valued his opinions very much.
Fang Zhicheng was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Boss, I know your hiring habits very well. When choosing a person, the first factor is often the person's moral integrity. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Sun Weiming to pass this first point..."
"Oh?" Song Wendi raised his eyebrows, a serious look on his face, "Do you have any evidence?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head, sighed, and continued, "He is very vigilant and never lets anyone catch him. However, some things do not require evidence, but can be known by feeling. The current atmosphere in Dongtai's officialdom is more oppressive than expected. Sun Weiming not only used drastic means in the process of clearing up the Qian family, but also excessively excluded the new county magistrate Xing Jike, causing frequent chaos in government work."
Song Wendi knew Fang Zhicheng. He was not a subordinate who liked to tell tales. For him to be so sure, Sun Weiming must have some shortcomings. He nodded and said, "I have a rough idea of Sun Weiming's situation. However, he is the best candidate for the Dongtai squad leader now, so we can only make do with him for the time being."
Fang Zhicheng's mood eased a little. Although his words could not make Sun Weiming leave the position of county party secretary, they at least dispelled Song Wendi's original idea of bringing Sun Weiming into his direct line. Sun Weiming is so strong now. If he gets the support of Song Wendi, the situation in Dongtai will become even more one-sided.
Song Wendi thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "What do you think of Xing Jike?"
Fang Zhicheng said truthfully: "The will is there, but the strength is not enough." Fang Zhicheng said this in a very tactful way, implying that Xing Jike was ambitious but unfortunately his means of struggle were not good enough, so that the county government became a mess and became a puppet.