Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised and said with a smile: "I find it very strange that after your true identity was exposed, you were not panicked at all, and your attitude was so arrogant."
Hua Zhanlu stood up, took two steps back, and said, "Sometimes in this world, it's better not to tell the truth."
Fang Zhicheng frowned, stood up and approached Hua Zhanlu. Hua Zhanlu snorted coldly, quickly opened the door and ran out. Fang Zhicheng hurriedly chased after her, but Hua Zhanlu ran too fast and disappeared around the corner in the blink of an eye.
Fang Zhicheng did not continue to chase after her. Hua Zhanlu had been lurking beside him for so long, she must have already left a way out. Moreover, everything was a conspiracy, and Fang Zhicheng had to be wary of Hua Zhanlu's desperate actions, which would put him in greater danger.
So, he finally decided to give up chasing Hua Zhanlu, and instead went to the building that Hua Zhanlu rented again. Hua Zhanlu left in such a hurry that there should be some clues left at home.
After searching for a long time on the first and second floors, Fang Zhicheng came to the room on the fake third floor, which should be a storage room. He pushed the door gently and found that it was locked. He stretched out his foot and kicked hard, and a "ouch" sounded from inside the door. Fang Zhicheng was also startled. Although he knew there was a mystery behind the door, he didn't expect that there was a person hiding inside.
Fang Zhicheng reached out to turn on the light, and saw Deng Hongguo lying on the ground with his hands covering his forehead. Fang Zhicheng's mind began to work rapidly, and he felt that he could not understand the logic. With Deng Hongguo's IQ, it was absolutely impossible for him to lay such a long line to monitor him.
"Deng Hongguo, why are you here?" Fang Zhicheng looked at Deng Hongguo coldly and asked in a deep voice.
Deng Hongguo coughed dryly. He had been paying attention to the movements downstairs, waiting for Fang Zhicheng to drink the glass of red wine before he took action. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhicheng saw through Hua Zhanlu's identity, which caught him off guard. He could only retreat to the fake third-floor storage room and wait until the storm was over before leaving.
Deng Hongguo said in a deep voice: "I don't need to explain the reason to you..."
Fang Zhicheng said coldly: "If you don't explain, then I suspect that you hired someone to monitor my every move. Although there is no explicit regulation in the party constitution to prohibit such behavior, if it spreads, I am afraid that you will become notorious."
Deng Hongguo waved his hand, showing impatience, and said, "Surveillance? Do I need to spend so much effort? You can spread the word. This matter is not credible. Most people will just think it's a joke."
Just as Deng Hongguo said, Hua Zhanlu stayed by Fang Zhicheng's side for such a long time, and was actually arranged by someone to monitor him. I'm afraid no one would believe this. Even if it were to be spread, it would probably not have much impact on Deng Hongguo.
Seeing Fang Zhicheng's uncertain expression, Deng Hongguo slowly exhaled and said with a smug smile, "Fang Zhicheng, the officialdom is so sinister, even more exaggerated than those in TV dramas and movies. You should just swallow your anger and keep it to yourself. Who made you offend someone you shouldn't have offended?"
Fang Zhicheng glanced at the camera in Deng Hongguo's hand, smiled coldly, and said, "Think about it from another angle. If I beat you up now, I'm sure you won't tell anyone about it, because you're being beaten because you did something shameful."
Deng Hongguo had been severely beaten by Fang Zhicheng before. Seeing the fierce light in Fang Zhicheng's eyes, he couldn't help but step back a few steps and said in a trembling voice: "Fang Zhicheng, what do you want to do?"
Fang Zhicheng sneered: "I'll let you know what I want to do later..."
A few seconds later, Deng Hongguo's shrill howls of pain were heard from the fake third floor of the building. Fang Zhicheng was so angry that he vented all his anger on Deng Hongguo. Poor Deng Hongguo originally wanted to see Fang Zhicheng fall into the trap and take some embarrassing photos of him, but he didn't expect that things didn't go according to common sense. He was beaten up by Fang Zhicheng again, and it was even more unfair than last time. He was like a dumb person eating coptis, and he couldn't tell anyone the reason.
Chapter 0416 Reading the Stories of Young People
In the county hospital, Sun Weiming was shocked to see Deng Hongguo who was badly beaten. Deng Hongguo burst into tears and said, "Secretary Weiming, I have suffered this loss twice. You must help me!"
Sun Weiming thought to himself that Fang Zhicheng's beating technique was too sophisticated. Every punch hit the flesh without breaking any bones. He beat Deng Hongguo's face like a pig's head, but he didn't make Deng Hongguo disabled. Sun Weiming walked around the bed where Deng Hongguo lay with his fists and comforted him, "Hongguo, I'm afraid you have to bear with this matter. The main thing is that what you did was not something that could be made public. If it really gets out of hand, how are you going to explain it?"
Deng Hongguo was extremely upset and said with a wry smile: "Secretary Weiming, this is not right. I was ordered to help you do something, but now Fang Zhicheng has beaten me like this. You don't stand up for me, but you help Fang Zhicheng. It's really chilling."
Sun Weiming exhaled slowly and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I will give you an explanation, but not now."
Deng Hongguo felt depressed when he heard Sun Weiming say this, but he couldn't get angry, so he clenched his fists tightly.
Sun Weiming knew that if he didn't give Deng Hongguo a sweet treat now, he would definitely abandon him. Although Deng Hongguo lacked ability, he was a loyal tool after all. It would be a pity to give up on him.
Sun Weiming said slowly: "Old Deng, haven't you always wanted to adjust the responsibilities you are in charge of?"
Deng Hongguo's attention suddenly became focused, and he asked in a low voice: "Are you saying that I have hope?"
Sun Weiming nodded and said, "How about giving you the Tourism Bureau?"
A hint of joy flashed in Deng Hongguo's eyes. The Tourism Bureau was originally in charge of Gu Yuan. Sun Weiming now wanted to weaken the power of Fang Zhicheng and others in the government, so he found Gu Yuan as a target from the same faction.
Deng Hongguo was comforted by Sun Weiming, and his resentment was not so strong. The departments he was in charge of were all poor offices. Although the Tourism Bureau was not a popular place, it was better than nothing. He forced a smile and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Secretary Weiming!"
After Sun Weiming left the ward, he received a call from Hua Zhanlu. After listening to Hua Zhanlu's report, Sun Weiming said in a deep voice: "Since plan one has failed, let's choose plan two."
Hua Zhanlu said coldly: "He is more cunning than I thought. If we implement plan 2, it will probably take a long time."
Sun Weiming's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said in a deep voice: "It's just time. I can wait."
After hanging up the phone with Sun Weiming, Hua Zhanlu's eyes revealed a hint of complexity.
The so-called plan one was to use her beauty to gradually get close to Fang Zhicheng, monitor his every move, and look for opportunities to lure him into a trap; as for plan two, the method chosen was a bit more radical, using a similar frame-up method to try to put Fang Zhicheng in a dead end.
After spending such a long time with Fang Zhicheng, Hua Zhanlu had a certain understanding of him. The beauty trap was useless, and framing him was even more difficult.
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Around ten o'clock on Wednesday morning, Fang Zhicheng arrived at the Ning family's old house in Yunhai. Fang Zhicheng waited in the car for a while, and then the heavy door was pushed open. Ning Xiangcao walked out in a white suit, looking fresh and capable. The Ning family's old house in early spring was full of spring. As soon as you entered, you could smell the rich fragrance of flowers. Fang Zhicheng took a deep breath and felt relaxed and happy. He smiled and said, "Sister Xiangcao, when I came to this house, I really felt that spring had come."
Ning Xiangcao pointed to the flowerbed on the right and said with a smile, "These are all flowers planted by the old man himself. He takes good care of them every day. If one of them gets sick, he will be in pain for a long time. When people get old, they like quietness, but they are afraid of loneliness, so it is appropriate for these flowers and plants to accompany him."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and looked around the house. He was in a hurry the last time he came here and didn't pay much attention to it. The old house in the deep house is located behind the bustling city of Yunhai, and it seems to be very quiet. In addition to the fragrance of flowers in the garden, it is indeed filled with a lonely atmosphere.
After passing through the central hall, we came to a spacious room at the back. Old Man Ning was lying on a rattan chair with a purple clay teapot of tea beside him. Not far away was a birdcage hanging, and two skylarks were chirping and fighting for food.
"Grandpa, we're here!" Ning Xiangcao walked to Old Ning's side, reached out and touched the purple clay teapot, and whispered, "The tea is cold, I'll go get you a new pot."
Old Ning slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Tea doesn't have to be drunk hot. Cold drinking has a different flavor."
Ning Xiangcao sighed and said, "I'm afraid it will hurt your stomach." After that, she finally took the teapot and went to the inner room to make another pot.
Old Ning stood up from the rattan chair, pointed at the old Huanghuali chair not far away, and said, "Sit down, don't stand!"