Song Wendi returned to his desk, but frowned slightly. Obviously, Fang Zhicheng's arrival today made him think a lot. Originally, Song Wendi regarded Fang Zhicheng as a good horse that needed his protection. Through today's events, he suddenly realized that Fang Zhicheng had begun to change his identity and role, becoming an excellent cadre with independent ideas and execution ability.
Fang Zhicheng's growth rate is a bit too amazing. After only staying in Dongtai for more than a year, he has formed an independent development path and a clear development plan.
As the young eagle grows up and its wings become more and more full, we should take the initiative to let it go and let it fly into the sky. Song Wendi realized that Fang Zhicheng's position was no longer just a secretary, but should be considered from a longer-term perspective.
Since Fang Zhicheng is determined to get involved in the underground money houses, Song Wendi will not support him, but he will not stop him from taking action either. He can only do some cooperative work. Moreover, Song Wendi believes that Fang Zhicheng may not be able to pry open the huge underground money houses. This is not to underestimate Fang Zhicheng's ability, but the underground money houses have existed for many years. Why has the government not had a good way to cure this stubborn disease? It is because the power is limited and it cannot eradicate it completely.
Regarding the underground money laundering issue, Song Wendi knew that Fang Zhicheng would not give up, so he called Ding Feng, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau.
Ding Feng saw that it was Song Wendi calling, and he asked in an extremely respectful tone, "Boss, what can I do for you?"
Song Wendi sighed and said worriedly: "Fang Zhicheng wants to investigate the underground bank. I am not sure about his safety. Can you arrange it? The gang in the underground bank has raised many desperate criminals. I am afraid that his personal safety will be threatened."
Ding Feng secretly sighed that Song Wendi also cared a lot about Fang Zhicheng. As the secretary of the municipal party committee, he could instruct the public security department to arrange people to protect a person, which showed how important this person was to him.
Ding Feng nodded quickly and said, "Boss, please rest assured. I will arrange a few skilled personnel to protect Zhicheng."
Song Wendi nodded and reminded: "Keep a low profile on this matter, there is no need to let Zhicheng know."
Ding Feng nodded again in agreement.
After hanging up the phone with Ding Feng, Song Wendi's eyes showed a deep color. He then made several calls to the Petition Office and other departments to make a series of arrangements. Although he did not agree to support Fang Zhicheng, he was ready for the aftermath. If Fang Zhicheng really broke the sky, Song Wendi must take responsibility and help him take the stone to mend the sky.
After leaving the Municipal Party Committee compound, Fang Zhicheng bought a copy of Yinzhou Daily at a newsstand on the roadside, and then squatted on the roadside to read it for a long time. When he finished reading the newspaper, Fang Zhicheng turned his wrist and found that it was already late. He looked up and saw government office workers leaving the house one after another. Tong Siqing was mixed in the crowd and did not notice Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng stopped a taxi and sent a text message to Tong Siqing after getting in. After receiving the text message, Tong Siqing looked around, then saw the taxi and trotted over.
After getting in the car, Tong Siqing rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and complained in a low voice: "You are too bold. You actually blocked me at the gate of the Municipal Party Committee. If someone saw us, it would be inappropriate."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "You, don't be suspicious. We are just soldiers. Who can pay special attention to us?"
Tong Siqing shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Xiao Yu probably knows something. When he talked to me today, he kept deliberately probing me from time to time..."
"Oh?" Fang Zhicheng raised his lips, "Xiao Yu is too smart, but I suspect he has feelings for you, so he was testing you like that..."
Tong Siqing blushed and muttered, "Don't say that. Xiao Yu has a girlfriend. She looks pretty good. She seems to be the daughter of a provincial department-level leader."
Seeing Tong Siqing's shy look, Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Sister Siqing, don't be nervous, I'm just joking. Even if Xiaoyu sees something, he won't say anything. After all, he is a latecomer in the municipal party secretary's office, and we are all his predecessors. I won't go back to Yinzhou for the time being, so even if he has suspicions, it will be difficult for him to find any evidence about us. As former colleagues, is it possible that we meet in private, and this will also be taboo?"
"You look cautious, but you are actually very bold and reckless." Tong Siqing rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and sighed, "Do you really plan to continue working in Dongtai? In fact, according to your achievements, you will definitely be valued if you return to the Municipal Party Committee Office. It will be much easier than in Dongtai."
Fang Zhicheng didn't comment and changed the subject: "Sister Siqing, Lao Li is not at home, what do you think we should do tonight?"
Tong Siqing's face turned even redder. She glanced at the driver in front of her and said in a weak voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Fang Zhicheng laughed out loud and whispered something to Tong Siqing, who then punched Fang Zhicheng twice on the forehead. The taxi driver would occasionally glance at Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing through the rearview mirror, his face expressionless and his mind filled with confusion, wondering what the relationship between the man and the woman was.
Chapter 0305: The Tong Family Speaks the Truth After Drinking
Nanyuan Old Street has completely changed its appearance. Compared with a year ago, the street is much cleaner and has a unified antique style. Walking into it feels like traveling back to the Ming and Qing Dynasties. At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the stone road, and the shadows of people were stretched out diagonally. Tong Siqing didn't know if she had a little childishness. She suddenly raised her high heels and stepped on Fang Zhicheng's shadow a few times. Fang Zhicheng looked at Tong Siqing gently, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he silently looked at Tong Siqing's expression, as if the previous haze had been swept away, and his heart was much more relaxed.
Although the relationship between Tong Siqing and Li Mingxue has become very bad and has nothing to do with him, Fang Zhicheng still feels somewhat apologetic towards Tong Siqing. After all, if it weren't for him, Tong Siqing wouldn't be like this now. Because of the cheating, she always feels a lot of self-blame in her heart.
Tong Siqing wore a brown leather jacket with a pink turtleneck underneath and silver-gray jeans, which highlighted her seductive curves.
The two walked to a small stall that made dough figurines and stopped for a while. The stall owner was an old man in his seventies, with wrinkles all over his face. There were several customers standing beside him, all unfamiliar faces, obviously tourists who came from other places to see the dough figurines. The old man's palms were full of wrinkles, but he was skillful and skilled. After a few strokes, he made a lifelike dough figurine. After finishing a few orders, the old man looked up at Tong Siqing and said with a smile: "Li's wife, can I make one for you?"
The old man was a neighbor and knew Tong Siqing. After looking at Tong Siqing, he glanced at Fang Zhicheng again, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
Tong Siqing blushed, and quickly waved her hand, pointing at Fang Zhicheng and said, "Uncle Xie, please make one for my colleague."
Fang Zhicheng knew what Tong Siqing meant. She said this to explain the relationship between the two. Fang Zhicheng smiled, took out twenty yuan from his pocket, put it on the table, and said softly: "Uncle, please make one for both of us."
Uncle Xie nodded, looking at Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing from time to time, and then his fingers flew, and he quickly made two dough figures. Fang Zhicheng took the dough figures, said goodbye to the old man, and continued to walk deeper into the old street. Tong Siqing lowered her head, like a shy girl.
Fang Zhicheng nudged Tong Siqing with his elbow and jokingly said, "Sister Siqing, what's wrong? Do you think it's embarrassing to walk with me?"
Tong Siqing rolled her beautiful eyes upwards, glared at Fang Zhicheng, and spat, "There are neighbors everywhere, and I always feel like they look at me in a weird way."
Fang Zhicheng waved the noodle in front of Tong Siqing's eyes and whispered, "Don't be so guilty. If you act calmly, others won't think too much. But if you act so shy, others will think you're up to something."
Tong Siqing thought for a long time, sighed, snatched the dough from Fang Zhicheng, stared at it for a while, smiled, and said, "Okay, I'll be shameless for once today."
After turning two streets, two people came from the opposite side. Tong Siqing's face suddenly changed. Fang Zhicheng met Tong Siqing's gaze and saw a woman in bright clothes and heavy makeup holding a man's arm. Fang Zhicheng had seen that woman many times. She was Li Mingxue's mistress, a female teacher named Qi Fang.
When Qi Fang saw Tong Siqing, her expression changed slightly. She quickly lowered her head and pulled the middle-aged man beside her, wanting to speed up and leave.
The middle-aged man was a little surprised. He glanced at Tong Siqing and whispered, "Fangfang, does this woman have a grudge against you?"
Qi Fang forced a smile and whispered, "I don't know him! Lao Fu, don't think too much!"
Lao Fu looked Tong Siqing up and down, thinking that this woman was a beauty. He coughed and continued walking forward with his bulging belly.
As they passed by, Fang Zhicheng smiled disdainfully and sighed, "It's really the bus. I haven't seen you for a few days and you have a new man by your side."
Qi Fang's face turned pale, and he walked unsteadily, almost falling. Lao Fu understood what he heard, turned around and glared at Fang Zhicheng, and said angrily: "What are you talking about, you little bastard!"
Fang Zhicheng turned sideways and laughed softly, "Do you want me to say it again? The woman next to you is not an easy person to deal with. Be careful not to get burned!"