Wu Yong didn't know that Shang Yan had communicated with Fang Zhicheng before, and the time was much longer than that with himself, so he didn't feel any psychological gap. But Shang Yan was sensitive to the fact that Fang Zhicheng didn't really mean to let Wu Yong become the district chief's secretary.
Shang Yan thought about it carefully and finally came to a conclusion that Wu Yong was most likely a means for Fang Zhicheng to confuse others. She was secretly excited and her previous disappointment was swept away. In Fang Zhicheng's mind, she was more inclined to assist in work, because the personnel establishment was affiliated with the government, which made her a little discouraged.
But now, things have turned around. Wu Yong may seem to be Fang Zhicheng's secretary, but in the end, he may just be a pawn. Fang Zhicheng is currently in a situation where he has not yet completely controlled all the power of the district government. When the time is right, Wu Yong will eventually be abandoned, and he will be the real secretary of the district mayor.
From this incident, Shang Yan also saw how deep Fang Zhicheng's scheming was. She was a little skeptical at first, whether Fang Zhicheng, who was so young, could gain a foothold in Xiaguang District, but from several contacts, she still seemed too immature in front of him. Fang Zhicheng considered the problem much more deeply than she imagined.
Jiao Zhengcai had just printed out a few documents from the General Affairs Department when he saw Mo Jin hanging around the door of his office. After he distributed the documents, he walked into Mo Jin's office.
Mo Jin was holding a cigarette in one hand and a pen in the other, editing the materials. When he saw Jiao Zhengcai coming in, he put down the pen and asked, "How is Fang Zhicheng doing recently?"
Jiao Zhengcai sighed and smiled bitterly, "There is still no obvious movement. I have arranged for someone to enter his office, so that we can observe him better."
Mo Jin nodded and said, "We are a bit passive now. Although it seems that we are in the dark and he is in the light, I suspect that he already knows that we are investigating him, so we should remain unchanged in the face of all changes."
Jiao Zhengcai frowned and said, "If that's the case, do we still need to monitor him closely?"
Monitoring a person's every move is also a matter of energy, especially when it is futile, people will be discouraged. Jiao Zhengcai has already vaguely felt that monitoring Fang Zhicheng is a waste of time. He must arrange three or four people to take turns to report Fang Zhicheng's whereabouts from time to time. Maybe a week or a month is okay, but in the long run, it would be a bit too wasteful.
Mo Jin sighed, "Damn, I didn't expect him to be so cunning. He's been in office for a month and hasn't made any noise. If this continues, it will waste too much energy. It's really not a good thing. But we have no way to deal with it now. No one knows when he will explode."
Jiao Zhengcai was also confused by Fang Zhicheng. You might say he was idle, but if you carefully study his actions, he doesn't seem like that kind of person. But if you ask him if he has any plans, you can't find any clues. Jiao Zhengcai was also extremely tired at this time. He couldn't just stare at Fang Zhicheng every day. People's energy is always limited.
Jiao Zhengcai sighed and said, "Director Mo, how about we set a time node? If Fang Zhicheng still doesn't make any moves by the end of this month, then we can get along with him and live in peace with each other. What?"
Mo Jin pondered for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay, I don't think Fang Zhicheng can make any waves. Even if he is a dragon crossing the river, he can't beat the local snake."
Chapter 0468 Who is doing evil
The night breeze was blowing, and the late spring wind was slightly warm, no longer as chilly as it had been a few days ago. Fang Zhicheng walked around the uneven streets of Sanyuanqiao Community, collected some information, and walked towards the ant nest rental house where he lived. When he was near Old Man Jiang's house, he found a tall and thin man standing at the door, leaning on the window and looking inside.
Fang Zhicheng's first reaction was that this man might be Old Man Jiang's son, and he yelled, "Who is he!"
The tall and thin man was startled and slid down from the windowsill, then rushed forward with his head down. Fang Zhicheng exercised every day and had extraordinary leg strength. After running more than ten meters, he grabbed the tall and thin man by the collar and threw him hard. The tall and thin man lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, who are you?" The tall and thin man slowly got up from the ground, staring at Fang Zhicheng and cursing.
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, "I should be the one asking you this question. What are you doing on someone else's windowsill in the middle of the night? I suspect you are a thief!"
"You...are...a thief!" the tall and thin man stammered.
The noise here attracted the attention of nearby residents. Someone came over, took a closer look at the tall and thin man, and shouted, "Old Jiang, your son is back, come out quickly."
Old man Jiang went to bed early and came out simply wearing a coat. When he saw the tall and thin man, he immediately became excited. The neighbors nearby were afraid that Old man Jiang would have a seizure, so they hurried to persuade him to stay still. Someone then enthusiastically called Old man Jiang's daughter Jiang Pei.
"You little bastard, how dare you come back?" Old man Jiang calmed himself down and shouted angrily.
The tall and thin man stood up. He looked like a common drug addict, with a pale face and lifeless eyes, as if he had not woken up yet. He stretched out his hand, yawned, and said, "Old man, you must give me money today, otherwise, I will die with you."
Old man Jiang looked up to the sky and burst into tears, "Why did I raise such a rebellious son like you? All the money in the family has been used up by you on drugs. Well, since you want to die together, then let's die together."
Old man Jiang turned around and tried to rush into the house to get a knife, but was stopped by the neighbors.
Someone advised: "Jiang Fan, your father has had a hard time. He has sold several houses to support your drug addiction over the years. Please forgive him."
"If I spared him, who would spare me?" Jiang Fan said angrily, "If he hadn't wanted to take advantage of the situation and use the reconstruction of the urban village as an excuse to get more compensation, how could I have embarked on this path of no return?"
Jiang Fan's face became ferocious. "Those people tempted me to take drugs and gamble, isn't it because this old guy is a stubborn resident who refused to be relocated? He is the culprit, the murderer who made me neither human nor ghost. Do you think I have ever thought about this kind of life? Everyone knows that taking drugs is chronic suicide, but I have taken this path. If I don't take drugs, I will live a life worse than death! Drug rehabilitation center, have you been to it? It's hell!"
The neighbors were frightened by Jiang Fan and took a few steps back. Drug addicts usually find it difficult to control their emotions, so everyone else was a little scared.
Fang Zhicheng stepped forward, slapped Jiang Fan hard, pointed at his nose and cursed, "Don't make excuses for your own depravity. You have become what you are now, no one put a knife to your neck, forcing you to be so miserable. It's all because of your weak will. Your father has no obligation to support you for the rest of your life. As for your drug addiction, it was your own choice. Your father even sold all the family properties to support your drug addiction. Would he care about the money and push you to a dead end?"
Jiang Fan stared at Fang Zhicheng coldly. Due to his long-term drug abuse, his mind was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, but human instinct told him that he could not go against Fang Zhicheng, because this guy was ruthless enough and he was no match for him.
"Everyone, cooperate with me and tie him up." Fang Zhicheng took out a belt from his waist and instructed several neighbors.
The neighbors cooperated and formed a circle to block him in the middle. Fang Zhicheng used a simple grappling move to trip Jiang Fan to the ground, then tied his hands with a belt, controlled him, and forced him into Old Man Jiang's house.
When Old Man Jiang saw that they had captured Jiang Fan, his emotions calmed down. After waiting for another ten minutes, Jiang Pei rushed back home, followed by a man who looked to be in his thirties. The man glanced at Jiang Fan, and his eyes showed obvious disgust.
Jiang Pei walked up to Jiang Fan, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Fan hard, saying angrily: "You are really going too far!"
Jiang Fan licked the corner of his mouth, the smell of blood sobered him up. He angrily said, "You bitch, why did you hit me? I won't let you go!"
Jiang Pei spoke coldly to Old Man Jiang, "Jiang Fan has lost all his humanity. Dad, are you going to give up on him?"
Old man Jiang said excitedly: "He is your brother and my son, how can I give him up?"
The man next to Jiang Pei sighed, took out an envelope from his pocket, and said, "Dad, we have done a lot for Jiang Fan, but this is the last time we will really help him. There is some money in it, you can take it, Jiang Pei and I will leave first."
"Sun Bai, you?" Jiang Pei showed disbelief on her face when she heard her husband say that.
Sun Bai said in a deep voice: "Jiang Pei, we are husband and wife, and I have never shirked my obligations and responsibilities. But your brother's matter has exhausted me. I really hope that this matter can be resolved and will not affect my life anymore. At the same time, I also hope that you can make a choice and make a final decision on this matter. Otherwise, we... divorce!"
"Divorce?" Jiang Pei didn't expect her husband to say such a thing. "Sun Bai, are you too cold-blooded?"
Sun Bai shrugged and said, "Jiang Pei, don't be so heartless. For so many years, I have been silently enduring everything. How many people can do the same as me? You still think I am cold-blooded? Well, if you think I am cold-blooded and don't want to continue living with me, then just let it go. I have already given the money, and I don't think there is any need to keep it."