Hua Zhanlu turned around and looked at Fang Zhicheng deeply, then smiled and said, "Good suggestion."
The rain finally subsided, Fang Zhicheng took the umbrella from Hua Zhanlu, and the two walked side by side and parted at the door. After returning home and taking a shower, thinking about the several meetings with Hua Zhanlu, he always felt a little weird, but he didn't know what was wrong.
Fang Zhicheng always had a feeling that he was not unfamiliar with Hua Zhanlu, as if he had met her in many places before, but he could not remember where exactly.
Hua Zhanlu returned home with the cat in her arms. After changing her clothes, she took out her cell phone and dialed a number. A man's deep voice came from the other end, "Xiaohua, do you have anything to report?"
Hua Zhanlu said softly: "From my observation recently, Fang Zhicheng seems to be in a bad mood, especially since the previous Golden Street project has come to a standstill, which seems to be a big blow to him."
The man pondered for a long time on the other end of the phone, and said, "The Golden Street project is an issue related to the scale of the country's economic reform. If you are not careful, it may lead to disaster. The central government is discussing this matter very intensely now. It will never succeed so easily, so I am afraid it will be difficult to reach a conclusion on this matter. Your main responsibility is to monitor him. As for other matters, you only need to pass the news to me in a timely manner."
Hua Zhanlu said in a deep voice: "Got it!"
After hanging up the phone with the man, the expression on Hua Zhanlu's face suddenly changed. The solemnity and seriousness she had when she was on the phone just now disappeared. She was like a completely different person. She was still the frail-looking female painter whose every move was full of artistic spirit.
The rain stopped in the middle of the night, Fang Zhicheng suddenly woke up from his dream and couldn't fall asleep anymore, so he called Xie Yuxin. Whenever Fang Zhicheng couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, his first reaction was to call this female anchor who didn't know the difference between day and night.
Xie Yuxin was very happy when she received the call and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you thinking about it again and can't sleep? Tell the truth!"
Fang Zhicheng sighed, "Yes, I've been under too much work pressure lately and my sleep quality has been poor, so I asked the goddess for sleeping pills again."
Xie Yuxin pursed her lips and said, "So talking to me is so boring, just like taking sleeping pills, right?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong! What I mean is that chatting with you is very comfortable and can make me forget all my worries, so it can help me sleep."
Fang Zhicheng was speaking from his heart. Xie Yuxin is a professional announcer and host. Her voice is very sweet and magnetic, and it has a soul-penetrating feel.
Xie Yuxin was happy to hear this, but she said disdainfully: "But every time I chat with you, it's not that easy, so I decided to answer your calls less often in the future, especially in the middle of the night..."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "This is not good. Isn't it torture?"
Xie Yuxin snorted and muttered, "I am not related to you, so I have no obligation to sing lullabies and tell fairy tales to lull you to sleep like an old nanny."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled and was a little speechless. Xie Yuxin's words spoke out his inner thoughts. The reason why he felt that Xie Yuxin had a strong attraction to him was perhaps due to the maternal love revealed in Xie Yuxin. Xie Yuxin was too similar to his mother, a single mother with a child, living alone. That kind of empathy made Fang Zhicheng uncontrollably want to get close to Xie Yuxin.
Damn my Oedipus complex!
Chapter 0385 When the False Becomes True, the True Becomes False
The Dongtai Golden Street project encountered some problems, and Fang Zhicheng had been busy for many days. On the one hand, he contacted Mr. Jiang Wenlan to learn about the latest situation of the senior management, and on the other hand, he tried his best to mediate for the Golden Street project through his own resources. However, Fang Zhicheng's rank was still very low, and he seemed to have little influence in this project involving national policies.
Affected by the Golden Street project, Fang Zhicheng's position in the Dongtai government has also been shaken. The most obvious thing is that fewer people have come to Fang Zhicheng's office recently.
Human nature is indifferent and the world is fickle. It is nothing more than this. Originally, Fang Zhicheng was a dazzling political rising star in Dongtai County with unlimited prospects. But if the Golden Street project becomes an unfinished project, his future will be uncertain.
Fang Zhicheng is used to this kind of change. He is neither humble nor arrogant and is still busy. In addition to the Golden Street project, he also has to deal with the affairs of the Comprehensive Bonded Zone and China Merchants Group.
Moreover, Fang Zhicheng still has some confidence in Jiang Wenlan, and the Golden Street project is only temporarily stagnant, so there must be a chance for this to turn around. Especially since the Ning family is involved in this matter, although the old man of the Ning family has been away from the officialdom for many years, his status should not be underestimated. If Ning Xiangcao can ask the old man to take action, this matter will definitely turn around.
After get off work, Fang Zhicheng came to a romantic coffee shop. Shen Wei had already been sitting in the corner, working on the cream cake she had just ordered. Because the cream splashed on her fingers, she put her delicate and slightly coquettish long nails into her mouth and sucked them gently. Fang Zhicheng stood aside, watched quietly for a moment, and then sat down opposite her.
This was a booth in the clinic. Fang Zhicheng coughed and asked with a smile, "Is the cake really that delicious?"
Shen Wei smiled and said, "Yes, there are many coffee shops in Dongtai now, but I like to eat their cakes. They melt in your mouth, soft and delicious. Even Qiongjin doesn't have such good food. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"
Fang Zhicheng smiled playfully and said, "You called me over to talk about something, not just to treat me to cake, right?"
Shen Wei blinked and said, "Of course not. But isn't the purpose of coming to a coffee shop to discuss things to make the atmosphere more harmonious? So I'm treating you to cake to make the atmosphere of our conversation more harmonious."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged, took a piece of cake and put it in his mouth. The taste was indeed special, a perfect mixture of milk and wheat aroma, sweet but not greasy. A feeling of pleasure spread from deep in his brain, making him slightly intoxicated.
The two of them ate and drank for a while. Shen Wei wiped her hands with the napkin and smiled faintly: "Okay, now that we are full, we can talk about business."
Fang Zhicheng looked at Shen Wei with great interest and asked with a smile, "What on earth is going on? It's like the sky is about to fall."
Shen Wei nodded and said softly, "First of all, I want to make it clear that this is just a proposal. It does not have to be implemented. I am just discussing the feasibility with you. Please do not think too much and do not misunderstand my meaning."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged, his heart full of curiosity, and said, "Don't worry, I understand what you mean."
Shen Wei showed hesitation on her face. This was obviously not easy for her, who was always bold. After three or five minutes, she said quietly, "Zhicheng, can you play my lover?"
"Ah?" Fang Zhicheng widened his eyes and tried to calm himself down. He must have heard correctly, "Sister Wei, calm down. You and Yu Ming are best friends. We can't do anything to let her down. Besides, Brother Xiao and I have a good relationship. I know he loves you very much. If he finds out about you... I'll feel uneasy..."
Shen Wei waited for Fang Zhicheng to finish speaking, then rolled her eyes helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Can you calm down a little and wait for me to finish speaking? Also, you have to listen to my words carefully. I said 'acting', not that we really become lovers."
"Oh!" Fang Zhicheng felt more sweat on his forehead, and realized that his attitude just now was a bit too abnormal, as if his mentality had been exposed. He felt guilty, hesitant, and a little excited. "Can I ask the reason? This matter cannot be reckless. It goes against moral conscience."
Shen Wei sighed softly and smiled bitterly, "I am getting more and more disappointed with Xiao Qiang. He is just like boiled water. No matter how I torture him, he never loses his temper. In the past, he even asked his parents to talk to me about having children, but now they don't even want to talk about it. So I want to test him and make him feel a little pressured."
Fang Zhicheng had two black lines on his forehead, and smiled bitterly: "Sister Wei, there is something I have to say. Brother Xiao has always been under a lot of pressure. The reason why he seems to have no temper is that he is completely tolerant of you. He is willing to accept all your bad temper and shortcomings. This is something other men can hardly do. I think you should understand him, and at the same time love him more and be loyal to him, instead of calculating behind his back and acting like you are doing now to deceive him..."
Shen Wei shook her finger, a look of disappointment on her face, and said, "If you don't want to, just pretend I never said anything."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled. He knew that Shen Wei would never give up with her character, so he continued to persuade her: "Sister Wei, you can't do anything rash. I know Brother Xiao a little bit. In fact, his heart is not as strong as you think. It's like glass, which will break if touched."
Shen Wei waved her hands and said, "If you don't want to help me, there's no point in talking to you. As his wife, I know Xiao Qiang much better than you do. He is a wooden man who hides all his temper in his heart, making it impossible for people to understand him. If he is suppressed for a long time, he will definitely get sick. I hope to find a way to let him vent everything in his heart."
Fang Zhicheng hesitated for a moment and sighed, "You won't go find someone else, will you?"