Fang Zhicheng chose to rent a place to stay here mainly to better understand the lives of the residents in the urban villages, not just to investigate the current problems in the urban villages. He hopes to provide a new direction for the urban village renovation work in Xiaguang District.
He is relatively new to urban construction work and cannot do things impulsively. On the one hand, he needs to accumulate experience, and on the other hand, he needs to understand people's livelihood. Only by understanding the needs of the people can he make projects that the people are happy to support.
After signing the rental contract with the boss, Fang Zhicheng took a look and found that all the tenants here were young people, some of whom looked like college students. He smiled and asked, "Boss, there are quite a lot of young couples living here?"
The boss waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "They are not young couples at all, they are all college students who have not yet graduated. There is a branch campus of Hanzhou University not far from here, and many young couples come here to rent houses. The rent is not too expensive, and you can spend time alone. But don't worry, it's still quite quiet here."
Fang Zhicheng sighed secretly. It had been four years since he graduated. College students have become much more open-minded now, which he could understand.
Fang Zhicheng stayed at his boss's house for a while, and then walked out of the village. He had a rough idea of the current situation of the village. Sanyuanqiao was not even a semi-finished product. The district government's work report said that 80% of the renovation of Sanyuanqiao Village had been completed, but from the actual visit, it was probably only about 20% completed.
The problems faced by urban village renovation are so serious, but no one from the district government pays attention to it. This phenomenon is the most terrifying.
Fang Zhicheng walked back with many worries. Because the transportation in the urban village was inconvenient, it took him about half an hour to get out of the village. It was about eleven o'clock when he took a taxi back to the community. After paying the fare, he felt thirsty, so he bought a bottle of mineral water at a convenience store at the entrance of the community. When he came to the cashier and was about to pay, a familiar figure walked in from outside. It was the woman who had snatched a taxi with Fang Zhicheng a few hours ago.
The woman seemed to have drunk a few more drinks, and her steps were a little unsteady. She staggered and came straight to Fang Zhicheng, burping and saying to the waiter, "Give me a bottle of juice."
The waiter frowned, pointed to a refrigerator not far away, and said, "The drinks are over there, please help yourself."
The woman rolled her eyes at the waiter, reached out and picked up the bottle of drink that Fang Zhicheng had bought on the counter, uncorked it, gulped down two sips, and said, "I'll buy this one."
The waiter looked embarrassed and looked at Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "It's okay, this bottle is my treat for her, I'll buy another one." After saying that, he turned around and took another bottle, and then paid again.
The woman, holding a drink in her hand, was already staggering out of the convenience store.
After Fang Zhicheng left, he didn't pay any more attention to the woman and walked on his own. But the woman looked at Fang Zhicheng from time to time, with vigilance hidden in her drunken eyes.
Suddenly she stopped, turned around, patted her forehead, and said with a smile: "No wonder you look so familiar, now I remember, you are that weirdo!"
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly to himself. Now the roles have been reversed, and it’s not me who is the weirdo, but you.
Chapter 0460: Showing weakness is a stopgap measure
The woman suddenly leaned against a tree and vomited crazily. Fang Zhicheng hesitated in his heart. Should he turn a blind eye or go up to help? With a heavy sigh, Fang Zhicheng finally decided to turn around and leave. Now this woman was drunk. If she acted crazy and regarded his kindness as harassment, it would be bad.
Fang Zhicheng walked towards the house where he was and looked back at the woman. She was still under the tree, motionless, and her look made people feel a little creepy.
Fang Zhicheng sighed and finally turned back. The woman had her eyes closed and had lost consciousness. He asked, "How much alcohol have you drunk? Do you need my help?"
The woman raised her head, shook her head, and said, "Go your own way, don't follow me."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "I'd better take you back. It's so late. If I don't take care of you, you might be in danger."
The woman smiled sarcastically at Fang Zhicheng and said, "Dangerous? If there really is someone who doesn't have eyes, I will make him suffer."
Fang Zhicheng sighed, knowing that the woman had lost her mind, and reached out to support her, kindly advising: "Where do you live? I'll take you there."
The woman stared at Fang Zhicheng carefully and said, "I didn't expect you to look so sunny without your glasses. Well, we've met twice tonight, so it's fate. I'll let you take me home."
Fang Zhicheng laughed dumbly and said, "Why do you make me feel like I'm taking advantage of you by sending you home?"
The woman seemed not to have heard and pointed to one of the buildings and said, "I live in Building 902."
The drunk woman was like a mare that had broken free from its reins, very strong. Fang Zhicheng had a hard time getting the woman into the house and then dragging her onto the bed.
Fang Zhicheng turned around and prepared to go out, but saw that the house was full of garbage. He couldn't help but frown and sighed. This woman looked pretty, but why did she live in such a sloppy way
The woman turned over in bed, then subconsciously tugged at her clothes. Fang Zhicheng took a look and saw a large area of snow-white skin on her neck. If he said he had no thoughts in his mind, he would be lying. However, thinking that this woman came from an unknown background, Fang Zhicheng finally suppressed the idea of a one-night stand and stopped thinking about it.
Just as he was about to go out, he heard the woman talking nonsense. Fang Zhicheng listened carefully and found that what she said was not Mandarin or local dialect, but a bit like Korean. He frowned slightly and thought to himself that this woman could not be a foreigner.
Fang Zhicheng became curious about this woman and saw a photo of her wearing a Korean traditional costume in the living room. It must be said that this woman looked very special in a Korean traditional costume, just like the heroine in a popular Korean drama.
"I wonder if she has had plastic surgery." Fang Zhicheng smiled faintly. He happened to see a pen and paper next to the TV cabinet, so he picked out a page and wrote on it: "When you are in a foreign country, you must protect yourself and never let strangers into your home, because not everyone is like me, a gentleman who can keep his heart and not be tempted. If we are destined to meet next time, I want to ask you one thing - have you had plastic surgery?"
Around three in the morning, Park Hyun-jin felt a heat in her throat and slowly sat up from the bed. She subconsciously looked around, then tapped her temple with her fingers and whispered in Korean: "My head hurts. How did I get home?"
She had forgotten what happened last night. She walked with heavy steps to the kitchen, took some boiled water from the table, and gulped down a few gulps. Only then did she feel a little better.
Only then did Park Hyun-jin realize that she was barefoot. In Korea, the floor is usually covered with wooden floors, but now it was tiled. Her feet felt a little cold, so she tiptoed to the shoe cabinet and suddenly found a piece of note paper on the top of the cabinet.
Park Hyun-jin read it quickly and suddenly remembered what happened last night. She suddenly felt a heat on her face and realized how embarrassed she was.
"That oppa is quite handsome. Could he be my prince charming?" Park Hyun-jin carefully put away the note paper, returned to the room, and lay in bed for a long time, unable to fall asleep.
She recalled her encounter with Fang Zhicheng and was suddenly filled with emotion. Wasn't her encounter with Fang Zhicheng the perfect beginning of a Korean drama
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Fang Zhicheng had already forgotten about the drunken foreign woman. After going to work the next day, he began to sort out the information related to the urban village. From the information he could see now, the district government had not yet realized that there were big problems with the urban village. Most people only saw the bright and beautiful side. The periphery of the urban village was well transformed, and a national commercial complex was introduced. At the same time, a more than 30-story office building was built.
However, according to the plan for urban village reconstruction, only 20% of the area has been renovated and 80% of the money has been spent. In short, future urban village reconstruction will be unsustainable due to insufficient budget.
Fang Zhicheng thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine. If he had not discovered it early, he would probably become the scapegoat. The old district chief who was previously in charge of the urban village renovation has retired to the second line. In about five years, the urban village renovation will run into difficulties, and he will then become the main person responsible.
This plan is too vicious!
The more Fang Zhicheng thought about it, the angrier he became. At the same time, he also realized that he must solve this problem as soon as possible after taking office. Otherwise, after a long time, he would be trapped.