"District Chief Fang, is there anything I can help you with?" Li Hui is now the deputy mayor of Dongtai City, with an administrative rank of director. In fact, her rank is exactly the same as Fang Zhicheng's.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "How is the plan of Dongtai Merchants Investment Service Co., Ltd. to set up a branch in Xiaguang District going? Banks are now extremely strict in controlling funds. It is difficult for most companies in Xiaguang to borrow enough money. So we use the platform of the Merchants Investment Company to make the transition."
Li Hui said truthfully: "Yesterday I communicated with County Magistrate Xing. He thought it was feasible, but it would take time. I'm in a meeting right now. How about asking him again after the meeting?"
Fang Zhicheng raised his eyebrows and said unhappily, "Old Xing is procrastinating again. I'll call him myself later."
Li Hui knew that the weight of her words was different from that of Fang Zhicheng, so she smiled and said, "That's fine. If you tell Mayor Xing, he will definitely speed up the process, and then I will be able to move forward more easily."
Fang Zhicheng then called Xing Jike again. Xing Jike was in a good mood when he saw that it was Fang Zhicheng calling. He smiled and said, "Zhicheng, you haven't called me for a long time. How are you doing recently?"
Fang Zhicheng sighed and said, "The situation is not good. I need your support."
Xing Jike slapped his forehead, as if remembering something, and said, "Is it about the investment company setting up a branch in Xiaguang? I will sign the documents soon. Li Hui urged me yesterday, but I just forgot."
Fang Zhicheng knew that Xing Jike forgot that this was a lie, and was probably deliberately trying to take advantage of Li Hui. Fang Zhicheng knew it well but didn't point it out. Xing Jike was now the mayor of Dongtai, and he needed to control his subordinates, so he had to use some means, which was understandable. If he left Dongtai, it would be best not to get involved in the political struggle in Dongtai.
Xing Jike still gave him face. After Fang Zhicheng came forward to coordinate, Li Hui soon replied that the investment company would set up a branch in Xiaguang District at the end of the month to provide financial services for small and medium-sized enterprises. With such a healthy flow of funds, Fang Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief. In the current economic downturn, the economy of Xiaguang District should be able to achieve a soft landing, and the lives of ordinary people will not be greatly affected.
What surprised Fang Zhicheng was that Qi Group was on the list of invited companies. He hadn't seen Qi Yu, the eldest daughter of Qi Group, for a year. They would occasionally send each other greeting text messages on holidays, but Fang Zhicheng always felt that Qi Yu would not forget him, just like he would not forget her. The two of them had a bond with each other because of fate.
Fang Zhicheng still worked overtime until about 9:30 before going home. After entering the house, he found that the room was quite clean. He thought that Park Hyun-ya, the nanny, was quite heavy. He walked into the living room and heard a song coming from the balcony. The lyrics were in Korean, and he didn't quite understand them. He took two steps towards the balcony, and Park Hyun-ya's slender figure came into view. There was only a copper lamp in the living room, and the light was not too bright, with a kind of hazy beauty. Park Hyun-ya stood on tiptoe and hung the clothes on the clothesline. Because she had taken a shower and casually wore shoulder-length shorts, she showed her two slender legs. The dim street lights seemed to pass through the glass of the window, embellishing a ball of yellow light on her chest. Park Hyun-ya was tall and easily hung the clothes. She sighed and bent down to take another piece. This was the ball of yellow light lingering on her high buttocks. Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but feel a little dazzled, and reluctantly turned his eyes to other places.
"Oppa, you're back?" Park Hyun-a noticed Fang Zhicheng and felt that her posture was indecent, so she quickly straightened up.
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said, "Why are you washing clothes so late?"
Park HyunA explained: "I had a lot of classes at school today, so I didn't get home until 7pm."
Fang Zhicheng hummed and said, "Is there any food prepared at home? I'm a little hungry!"
Park Hyun-A clapped her hands and said proudly, "I knew it a long time ago. There's food in the kitchen. I'll heat it up for you later."
Park Hyun-a put down her clothes, wiped her white hands on the clothes, and went into the kitchen.
Fang Zhicheng stared at Park Hyun-ah's back, sighed, and said to himself: "How can you wear such shorts? It's too casual."
Chapter 0542 Text messages from the three sons of the Su family
Fang Zhicheng ate the dinner made by Park Hyun-ya, frowning. He was not a picky eater, but the food made by Park Hyun-ya tasted a little weird. "Why do I taste the taste of spicy cabbage in the food?"
Park Hyun-ah's eyes showed surprise and she shook her head and said, "No way, you told me yesterday that you don't like kimchi, so I didn't make it today."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Well, it might be a psychological effect. By the way, why do you Koreans like to eat kimchi so much?"
Park Hyun-ah thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's a habit. It's something passed down from generation to generation. We've all accepted this lifestyle."
Fang Zhicheng pondered over Park Hyun-a's simple words and thought about it for a long time. Koreans are indeed doing better than the Chinese in terms of cultural inheritance.
The reform and opening up over the past three decades has made the Chinese people excessively pursue economic benefits, but increasingly lacking in the spiritual realm. In the past two years, there have been many disputes between the two countries over cultural heritage applications. In fact, in the final analysis, it is still caused by China itself. Although the things are left to you by your ancestors, you have never claimed them. Others have even inherited them better than you. When you see others trying to take them for themselves, you curse them. This is unnecessary.
Applying for cultural heritage status is a proactive means of protecting one's own culture. It cannot be left there passively, as it will only be claimed by others.
Because he was so hungry, Fang Zhicheng still managed to finish everything. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng had eaten very cleanly, Park Hyun-ya said with a smile: "You've finished everything. It seems that my cooking skills have improved. What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll make it for you."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand, took a sip of cold water, and said with a wry smile: "Whatever, when I'm hungry, I don't really care about these things, as long as I can fill my stomach."
Park Hyun-a showed frustration on her face, and she was obviously not happy about what Fang Zhicheng said. After all, in order to prepare dinner tonight, she did not write the script early. Instead, she went to the supermarket and spent more than an hour selecting various ingredients, and then followed the recipe to make a table of meals.
Fang Zhicheng did not take Park Hyun-a's temper into consideration. He already felt uncomfortable with having another person in the house. Park Hyun-a's appearance disrupted his daily routine. It would be best if the girl left on her own initiative. So Fang Zhicheng would often find fault with her. However, Park Hyun-a had a very good personality and could actually endure it.
Another reason for his bad temper is that Fang Zhicheng has been worried about the city integration project recently and has no energy to take care of Park Hyun-ya. Zhang Xiaoliang brought a message today that Deng Shaoqun went to Qiongjin a few days ago and talked with Jin Feng for a long time. It is estimated that he will be appointed to a position in the Qionghan City Integration Office. In this way, he is a little restrained in promoting the city integration project.
According to normal logic, Fang Zhicheng is the district head and is responsible for the specific promotion of municipal projects. However, if Deng Shaoqun holds the position of the city office, it means that the city office recognizes Deng Shaoqun as the main promoter. Whatever Fang Zhicheng does, his achievements will eventually fall on Deng Shaoqun's head, and all his future work will be disguised as making wedding clothes for others.
Deng Shaoqun and Jin Feng played this trick to make it illegal for Fang Zhicheng to intervene in the intra-city project again. This move was a bit cruel.
But Fang Zhicheng didn't have much to do. The City Office had the power and the need to let some subordinate government officials take up temporary posts in the organization. This was also to better consolidate the position of the City Office. If he were in Jin Feng's position, he would probably do the same.
Jin Feng's sudden appearance disrupted many of Fang Zhicheng's plans. In fact, according to Song Wendi's plan, the position of deputy director of the City Office should be reserved for Fang Zhicheng. However, Fang Zhicheng is too young after all. If he wants to sit in that position, he still needs to accumulate experience and settle down, so Song Wendi asked Fang Zhicheng to transition to the position of Xiaguang District Mayor for a period of time.
Now Jin Feng's appearance made Song Wendi feel a little helpless. Jin Feng seemed to have more advantages than Fang Zhicheng, with the Jin family in southern Henan behind him and a richer resume.
"Jin Feng, if we don't get rid of this guy completely, I'm afraid he will keep bothering me for the rest of my life." It was the first time that Fang Zhicheng felt so disgusted with someone.
Recalling their first encounter at the South City Old Things Bar, perhaps it was destined that the two were entangled.
We must not be merciful to our enemies, otherwise, they will make a comeback one day. The story of King Goujian of Yue sleeping on firewood to hide his courage is the best example.
Putting himself in his shoes, Fang Zhicheng could imagine why Jin Feng hated him so much. If he hadn't helped Song Wendi, Xia Xiang wouldn't have fallen, and he would probably have taken a few steps further. Later, Jin Feng went into business. Although that was the means used by Ning Xiangcao, in the final analysis, there were still his own factors involved.
"Jin Feng!" Fang Zhicheng knew that he had to take him seriously. People who can get up after falling down are generally very scary.
Fang Zhicheng turned on the shower. The water was a little hot at first. He slowly adjusted the water temperature. The warm water slowly hit his body. He rubbed his face. His thoughts gradually became clear. Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and sighed. His memory was not very good. He actually forgot to bring in a change of clothes.
Fang Zhicheng turned off the shower and thought that it was not appropriate to put on his clothes again and go out to get a change of clothes, so he opened the door a crack and shouted, "Hyunya, I forgot to bring a change of clothes. Please help me get a set of clothes from the closet in my room."
Park Hyun-ya hummed and said, "Wait a moment."