Ye Meizi decisively refused, "No, I don't like people like Fang Zhicheng."
"Why?" Ye Qingrou was a little unhappy.
Ye Meizi smiled, "Everyone has their own preferences. Fang Zhicheng is indeed excellent, but he is too cunning. When I am with him, I feel like he sees through me. If I spend my whole life with someone who can read minds, I will be invisible. That feeling is too terrible."
"Women are so complicated. They want to find a man who understands them, but they are also afraid that he will see through them. This goes against logic." Ye Qingrou typed, "I have made up my mind. I will love him for the rest of my life. No matter if he sees through me or despises me, I will marry him."
Ye Meizi stared at Ye Qingrou's somewhat willful words and sighed. In fact, every woman has a humane moment like Ye Qingrou in her heart, provided that she meets the right person at the right time.
Ye Qingrou met Fang Zhicheng, so she loved him so desperately. But what about herself? Where is that person? Will she be so crazy at that time that she will give up everything and abandon worldly prejudices
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Fang Zhicheng received a call from Song Wendi, so he did not reply to Ye Qingrou. Song Wendi called Fang Zhicheng for two main purposes. The first was to care about Fang Zhicheng's situation and see if he needed his support; the second was to introduce someone to Fang Zhicheng and ask him to visit him when he was free.
Song Wendi was thoughtful and had long guessed that Fang Zhicheng was unfamiliar with the Xiaguang District and would inevitably encounter many difficulties, so he took the initiative to provide support.
Fang Zhicheng carefully wrote down the phone number Song Wendi gave him. This person was a member of the Standing Committee of the Hanzhou Municipal Party Committee and the head of the Organization Department. He was a person that Secretary Siyuan had taken a fancy to. He was just over 40 years old this year and was the youngest among the Standing Committee members of the city. His name was Wan Heng. However, Li Siyuan's departure from Huainan had a great impact on Wan Heng. He originally had the hope of becoming the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, but it was put on hold at a critical moment.
The current situation in Huainan Province is not very clear. After Secretary Siyuan left Huainan, the Li faction's troops were temporarily unstable. Song Wendi returned from Yinzhou to Qiongjin to take charge of the base camp, but the results were not so fast. Moreover, Song Wendi's prestige in the hearts of the people was far less than that of Li Siyuan.
This situation occurred mainly because Li Siyuan was transferred to the central government too suddenly, even he himself was not expecting it. Originally, Li Siyuan planned to adjust the faction after half a year, including arranging Song Wendi to enter Qiongjin to pave the way for his succession, but Li Siyuan left too quickly and the handover was a bit hasty.
However, after Song Wendi's half-year operation in Qiongjin, the Li faction has basically established itself. The competition between the provincial party secretary Wen Jinglong and the provincial governor Bu Yiren gave Song Wendi and others a chance to recuperate. Although the core positions at the departmental level are still occupied by the top two leaders, the power left by Li Siyuan's many years of operation is still very strong below the departmental level.
Take Hanzhou as an example. Three or four of the Standing Committee members are related to the Li faction, and the mark on Wan Heng is the most obvious. At the beginning, Li Siyuan attended a local symposium and found that Wan Heng was an extraordinary person, so he promoted him out of the ordinary. So from the perspective of factions, Fang Zhicheng is not alone in Hanzhou.
"You can find some time to meet with Wan Heng. He is a young cadre with ideas. If you can get his support, it won't be difficult for you to gain a foothold in Xiaguang District." Song Wendi advised earnestly.
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "Boss, don't worry, flattering and building relationships are my specialties."
Song Wendi smiled and said, "You are right. You are quite talented in this area. However, Wan Heng is a very arrogant person. If you want to gain his trust, you will need to work hard. It is not as simple as you think."
Fang Zhicheng secretly sighed, who doesn't have arrogance in their hearts as an official? He was probably the same in the eyes of others. He smiled and said, "Boss, I can think that gaining Wan Heng's support is the first task you gave me."
Song Wendi nodded and smiled, "That's right! Hanzhou is very important to me. You need to be a glue to unite all the Li faction members in Hanzhou."
Fang Zhicheng understood it in his heart. He had known for a long time that Song Wendi had arranged him to the Xiaguang District of Hanzhou, and it was not a whim. Song Wendi estimated that he was familiar with the situation in Hanzhou, and then told him the task.
Hanzhou is a prefecture-level city and the largest city near Qiongjin. Qiongjin is the provincial capital. Because it is under the eyes of the provincial party secretary, even though Song Wendi is the top leader of the municipal party committee, it is too difficult for him to make any noise, especially in personnel arrangements, he cannot do what he wants.
After comprehensive consideration, Song Wendi regarded Hanzhou as his second base. He hoped to make Hanzhou his own military granary, and when the time came, it would serve as reinforcement to support his work in Qiongjin. Fang Zhicheng admired Song Wendi's strategy a little bit. He had a thorough understanding of the struggle in the officialdom.
Wan Heng of Hanzhou is an important candidate for Song Wendi. Fang Zhicheng's current task is to bring Wan Heng and Song Wendi closer and make the arrogant Wan Heng willingly become Song Wendi's ally. This is similar to the meaning of Song Jiang recruiting heroes and talents in Liangshan in "Water Margin".
After get off work, Fang Zhicheng, like yesterday, wore a denim jacket and disguised himself to go to Sanyuanqiao Community. He found a nearby store and bought bed sheets, quilts and other daily necessities. Fang Zhicheng has made up his mind to take root in Sanyuanqiao Community and learn more about the current situation of urban village reconstruction.
After leaving the store, there was a noise coming from not far away. Fang Zhicheng walked over and saw an old man lying in the middle of the road, his head tilted, his facial expression unclear, and motionless.
"What's going on?" Fang Zhicheng asked a woman in her fifties beside him.
"Is this old man crazy again?" The aunt's tone was a little helpless and a little sympathetic. "He's quite pitiful. When the urban village was renovated, he was allocated five houses. Unfortunately, his son didn't learn well and got addicted to drugs. In less than a few years, he squandered all the family property. In the past two years, his son was taken to the drug rehabilitation center for forced detoxification many times, and the old man was stimulated and became crazy."
Fang Zhicheng sighed solemnly, and seeing that no one came to help, he took the initiative to walk out of the crowd, squatted down, and held the old man in his arms. Only then did someone around him come forward to help and remind Fang Zhicheng where the old man lived. Fang Zhicheng sent the old man home and poured him a glass of water. After a long time, the old man coughed for a while and spit out the thick phlegm, and finally recovered.
Chapter 0462 Oppa who likes to play cool
The old man woke up slowly, and seeing many people around him, he asked in a trembling voice, "What are you doing? Why are you all in my house?"
The neighbor lady who was familiar with him explained: "Old man Jiang, you just had another attack. Fortunately, this young man came. Otherwise, no one would dare to touch you."
"Oh..." Old Man Jiang glanced at Fang Zhicheng and said gratefully, "Thank you."
Fang Zhicheng shook his head and said modestly: "You're welcome, it's just a small favor, it's all thanks to everyone's help."
Old man Jiang apologized to the people around him again, "I'm sorry for making a fool of myself. Today, my bad boy came back again and stole my salary from last month. I was so angry that I got sick. Alas..."
Everyone nearby knew about Old Man Jiang's situation and felt sorry for him. The neighbor asked with concern, "Old Jiang, have you had dinner? If not, I'll go back and bring you a bowl of noodles."
Old Man Jiang waved his hands and said, "How can I still have the mood to eat noodles? I wish I could die for raising such a disobedient son."
The aunt comforted him, "It's useless to say anything else now. Do you want to call and inform your daughter to come back?"
"Don't do that!" Old Man Jiang said nervously, "Pepe, if she knew about this, I'm afraid there would be conflicts at home again. She's busy enough already, and I don't want to add too much trouble to her."
When the aunt heard what Old Man Jiang said, she felt troubled. Fang Zhicheng roughly understood the situation. Old Man Jiang must have a daughter, but the old man was afraid that his daughter would worry, so he was unwilling to tell her about his illness.
Fang Zhicheng persuaded him, "Uncle, I know you love your daughter, but from the perspective of your children, I think it is necessary to tell her your actual situation. I suggest you contact your daughter and tell her the current situation. Otherwise, we will not feel at ease leaving you alone at home."
Old man Jiang was hesitant, and after others persuaded him for a while, he finally called his daughter on the landline.
Fang Zhicheng stayed in Old Man Jiang's house for a long time and roughly understood the situation in his family. He only heard a tall and thin old man whisper: "This Old Man Jiang gave birth to a bad son and a good daughter."
Fang Zhicheng and others waited in the house for half an hour, and finally a woman dressed very smartly hurriedly pushed the door open. She looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with short hair to the ears, parted at the side, revealing her left cheek and earlobe, with silver earrings on her earlobe. She wore a refreshing professional suit and black high heels. She was over 1.65 meters tall, so she looked tall and very elegant.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" As soon as Jiang Pei entered the room, she saw Old Man Jiang lying on the bed with a look of worry on her face.
"Your brother has come back and stolen my money. I guess he's taking drugs again. You'd better think of a solution quickly. He just got out of the drug rehabilitation center not long ago and now he's in there again. How much suffering must he have endured?" Old man Jiang said with tears in his eyes.