Wen Feng's beautiful eyes flickered as she said without giving in: "Mr. Hebrew, I don't care whether other places accept you, but in Huainan I will never allow excessive influx of foreign capital. For local banks and enterprises, it is equivalent to chronic suicide."
Brian shrugged and said, "I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."
Wen Feng said: "This is my principle."
The conversation with Brian ended unpleasantly, and Fang Zhicheng had a different understanding of Wenfeng, a woman full of confidence.
Sitting in the car again, Fang Zhicheng asked, "Where are we going now?"
Wen Feng seemed to be still immersed in the atmosphere of the conversation just now. After a moment, she came back to her senses and said, "Let's go home!"
Fang Zhicheng started the car, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "How about we take a drive and then go back?"
Wen Feng was slightly startled and asked, "Where are we going?"
Fang Zhicheng said: "I am your driver, please give me your orders."
Wen Feng thought for a while and said, "I haven't been shopping for a long time. Why don't you accompany me to buy clothes?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "I'm happy to accompany you."
Arriving at a large department store on the pedestrian street, Wenfeng and Fang Zhicheng entered the women's clothing area on the second floor one after the other. Wenfeng seemed to be in a much more relaxed mood and started to pick out various clothing stores. Wenfeng's figure was fully displayed at this moment, and almost all the clothes looked special on her.
However, Wenfeng prefers more mature style clothing, so the styles are relatively uniform.
"I have a similar piece of clothing at home." Wen Feng shook her head, handed the clothes she had just changed to the waiter, and said regretfully.
Fang Zhicheng suggested with a smile: "President Wen, the clothes in those shops over there look pretty good, why don't we go try them?"
Wen Feng shook her head and refused: "Those clothes are suitable for girls in their twenties. I don't want them."
Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly, reached out and took Wenfeng's hand, and walked out the door.
Wen Feng was slightly stunned, frightened by Fang Zhicheng's abrupt action, and for a moment she forgot to stop him. Fang Zhicheng pulled Wen Feng to those youthful clothing stores and said, "President Wen, if there is no change in life, it would be so boring. Why not try a new style today? I'll pay for it."
Wen Feng glared at Fang Zhicheng and muttered, "Do you often help Old Song in this way?"
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and chuckled, "That's right! Sometimes when I think the boss is doing something wrong, I will tell him directly what the correct approach should be. The boss was a little reluctant at first, but over time he got used to me doing this."
Wen Feng heaved a sigh of relief, showing a helpless expression, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll let you make the decision today."
Wenfeng rarely went shopping, and even less often went to clothing stores that catered to young women, but because of Fang Zhicheng, she completely let go, as if she was ten years younger and had found her youth. Fang Zhicheng accompanied Wenfeng, giving her advice from time to time, and when they disagreed on a piece of clothing, they would even have a few words, and time really passed quickly.
As a result, Fang Zhicheng carried several large bags and Wenfeng had a smile on her face. When she was about to leave the mall, Wenfeng suddenly stopped and turned her back.
Chapter 0502 Dialectical Materialism Fortune Telling
Fang Zhicheng showed a puzzled look on his face. After a couple and their son left not far away, he asked softly, "Who did you meet?"
Wen Feng smiled awkwardly and said, "A vice president..."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and joked, "Then why are you avoiding him? Is it because I can't stand him? Or am I afraid that he will misunderstand me?"
Wen Feng waved her hands, rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng, and spat, "What am I afraid of? I'm old enough to be your mother, and others won't think too much of it. I'm just afraid that he'll be embarrassed."
Fang Zhicheng showed a look of understanding, and said with a wry smile: "You mean, the woman and child that the vice president brought with him are not his..."
Wen Feng nodded and said, "I met his wife at a previous executive gathering. She was a very fat woman, about fifty years old. The woman today was at most thirty-five or thirty-six, with a slim figure. Judging from the degree of intimacy, she must be his lover."
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "What's wrong with society nowadays? If you have a little money, you can keep a mistress."
Wen Feng glanced at Fang Zhicheng with interest and said jokingly, "If you don't have money but power, you can still keep a lover."
Fang Zhicheng blushed, knowing that Wenfeng was mocking him. He changed the subject with a guilty conscience, "Why doesn't anyone support me as a lover? I must be a good lover, with a gentle personality, and I can handle both housework and the living room."
Wen Feng rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and said seriously, "Xiao Fang, there is something I need to tell you. As an elder, I must remind you to be more cautious when dealing with issues between men and women. Judging from the officials who are dismissed every year, more than 70% of them are due to fires in the backyard. When men enter the official career, they will inevitably be tempted in this regard. I hope you will always be vigilant."
Fang Zhicheng thought to himself that he and Wenfeng had been shopping for an entire afternoon, and originally thought that this would help them get closer. However, he did not expect that because he met the vice president's mistress, Wenfeng would start to act like a teacher's wife again.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have principles in this regard and I won't do anything rash."
Wen Feng knew that her words might not have much effect on Fang Zhicheng. After spending a day with Fang Zhicheng, she had a better impression of this young man. Wen Feng said, "You are 28 today, right? The girl from the Ye family is only a sophomore. You still have to wait for two years. During this time, you should focus more on your work."
Fang Zhicheng nodded quickly, then thought that Wenfeng spoke to him like this because her relationship with him had taken a step further.
After leaving Wenfeng and Song Wendi's house, Fang Zhicheng parked the car on the side of the road and took out his mobile phone for a long time, thinking about who to contact, Tong Siqing, Qi Yun, or Zhao Qingya? In the end, Fang Zhicheng used a simple method and sent text messages to the three people. As a result, Qi Yun replied to the text message first, followed by Tong Siqing, and Zhao Qingya did not respond for a long time.
Fang Zhicheng took a deep breath and called Zhao Qingya. This is often the psychology of men. The more indifferent a woman is to him, the more he wants to conquer her.
Of course, there were other reasons for meeting Zhao Qingya. Fang Zhicheng decided to gradually implement the city operator's idea in Xiaguang District. He now needed a solid backing, and Hongda Group was undoubtedly the best choice. Hongda Group started out as a commercial real estate company, so if it was the main operator, it would be great.
The phone rang several times, but Zhao Qingya didn't answer it. Fang Zhicheng sighed, put the phone aside, and turned on the radio to find a program. In the program, a man and a woman were talking about some inexplicable and self-righteous gossip. After listening for a while, Zhao Qingya finally called and asked, "I just went to receive a guest. What's the matter?"
"Chairman Zhao is so busy. Today is the weekend and he is still doing reception." Fang Zhicheng said with a smile, "By the way, I am lost in Qiongjin and need a tour guide. Are you willing?"
Zhao Qingya smiled softly and said, "Different tour guides have different prices. It will be very expensive if you ask me."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said calmly: "It's okay, I have money!"