Although this is a small issue, whether Fang Zhicheng can belong to the Su family depends on a word from Old Su. Even if Fang Zhicheng is unwilling, Old Su has many ways to make Fang Zhicheng bow his head.
However, Fang Zhicheng's life experience is too special. It involves a secret of the Su family, a serious mistake of his own, and then involves Su Qing...
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On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Fang Zhicheng officially went to work. On the sixth night of the first lunar month, he rushed back to Hanzhou from Yinzhou. When he arrived at his residence in Hanzhou, it was already twelve o'clock. He took a bath and fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, Fang Zhicheng suddenly felt something was wrong. There was some movement outside the door. He pushed the door open vigilantly and heard a woman humming in the kitchen.
Standing at the kitchen door, Fang Zhicheng saw Park Hyun-ya, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He coughed, and Park Hyun-ya turned around and smiled, "Are you awake?"
Park Hyun-A casually put on a loose long T-shirt that just covered her plump buttocks, revealing two white, slender and straight long legs. Her brown hair was draped over her shoulders. The air conditioner in the room was not turned on, so how could this woman not be afraid of the cold
Fang Zhicheng frowned, but didn't remind her to put on two more pieces of clothing. He asked curiously, "When did you come back?"
Park Hyun-A turned around, and it seemed that she was not wearing any underwear, and her chest was obviously pointed. She smiled sweetly and said, "Two days ago, are you happy to see me?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and waved his hand, thinking that he was too tired last night and didn't even know there was a new person in the house. Then he turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, breakfast was already on the table. The long-lost kimchi, white rice, fried yellow croaker, and a bowl of kelp soup.
Fang Zhicheng asked as he ate: "Why did you take so long to come back this time? I thought you were not coming back!"
Park Hyun-A smiled and said, "If I don't come back, Oppa, will you miss me especially?"
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said lightly: "Don't be so sentimental. I just feel relieved that you are finally no longer pestering me!"
When Park Hyun-A heard this, she looked very aggrieved, with sparkling eyes, as if she was about to cry.
The little girl prepared breakfast for herself early in the morning despite the cold. Fang Zhicheng also felt that what he said just now was a bit too vicious, so he quickly comforted her: "It's just a joke. The family really needs a nanny. I'm used to having you. I will feel uncomfortable without you."
Park Hyun-A's face quickly turned from cloudy to sunny, and she smiled and said, "Oppa, I will be a diligent babysitter, don't worry."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and asked, "By the way, how did you handle the lawsuit when you returned to China?"
Park Hyun-ah's face showed a complicated expression, and she said: "I originally thought it would be very simple, but I didn't expect that many problems would arise in the middle, so it took a long time. However, it was finally solved, and I received a considerable amount of compensation..."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "The result is good. It's not hard to go back."
Fang Zhicheng did not ask too many questions about many things. After all, he thought that his relationship with Park Hyun-a was not that close, and he had no obligation to interfere in her life.
Park Hyun-a found that Fang Zhicheng's attitude towards her had obviously improved this time, so she was in a good mood. After Fang Zhicheng finished eating, she hummed a little song and turned to the kitchen to wash dishes and clean.
The seventh day of the Lunar New Year is usually the day for reporting, and everyone greets each other and wishes each other a happy new year. At around nine o'clock, Fang Zhicheng and Yu Jinping and others visited various departments of the district committee and important units directly under the district. Fang Zhicheng found that the working atmosphere in Xiaguang District was very poor. On the first day of reporting, most of the positions were vacant, with only a few people on duty.
Yu Jinping looked a little pale. The work site was so bad that the organization department had no choice but to take responsibility.
Fang Zhicheng didn't say anything. He patted Yu Jinping on the shoulder and said calmly, "No mistakes will be allowed in the opening ceremony tomorrow afternoon."
The so-called "opening red meeting" refers to the district-wide work mobilization meeting held by the district committee after the Chinese New Year to arrange the work tasks and goals for the whole year. At the same time, all district-level units and townships need to submit responsibility letters and sign the work completion status for this year. We hope that the word "opening red" can give a good start to the work tasks for the whole year.
Chapter 0603: A Conspirator with Superb Means
On the morning of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the city held a meeting to deploy the work for the whole year. The scale of the meeting was not large, with only 30 to 40 people, but it was very valuable. All members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee attended, and the top leaders of the counties and districts were all present. Hu Gang, deputy secretary of the Municipal Party Committee and mayor, presided over the meeting, and Xia Lanshan, secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, made an important speech.
Today's meeting is to set the tone for the city's work and determine what work to carry out throughout the year, how to carry it out, and to what extent.
The spirit of Xia Lanshan's speech mainly includes two points. First, we should take the Qiong-Han integration project as a starting point, intensify efforts to attract investment, strive to reach the 20 billion investment mark this year, and provide sufficient impetus for the city's economic construction. Second, we should seize the opportunity to strengthen the work style and discipline of cadres, improve the civil servant assessment system, eliminate the breeding ground for lazy politics, and use training, seminars, visits, supervision, investigations and other forms to change the previous lazy work style of the Hanzhou Municipal Government.
Fang Zhicheng quite agreed with Xia Lanshan's judgment. If Hanzhou wanted to change its previous conservative style, it must carry out drastic reforms. Attracting investment is an external skill, while rectifying work style is an internal skill. Only by cultivating both internal and external skills can the government have the vitality to cope with ever-increasing changes.
After the meeting, Xia Lanshan waved to Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng immediately understood what Xia Lanshan meant and walked over with a smile on his face.
This detail of Xia Lanshan was naturally known to other people. Some of them were envious and some were jealous of Fang Zhicheng.
Xia Lanshan smiled and said, "Zhicheng, Xiaguang District made a great contribution last year. Not only did it achieve remarkable results in the Qiong-Han integration project, but its investment promotion performance was also outstanding. This year you must also be prepared for a tough battle. Xiaguang should shoulder at least half of the burden of the entire city."
Fang Zhicheng knew that Xia Lanshan's statement was humorous, but it also reflected how much Xia Lanshan valued the work of Xiaguang District. He smiled faintly and said, "Secretary Lanshan, there is no problem in letting Xiaguang District shoulder more responsibilities, but in terms of policy support, we still need the city to give us more preference."
Xia Lanshan thought to himself that Fang Zhicheng spoke cleverly. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be humble, but Fang Zhicheng was not polite at all and also put forward his own conditions to the city.
Xia Lanshan nodded and promised: "Please prepare a document in the next few days and submit all the financial, policy and other needs of Xiaguang District. I will coordinate with various departments to open a green channel for your Xiaguang District."
Fang Zhicheng was delighted. He obviously didn't expect Xia Lanshan to give him such great support. He quickly said, "Thank you Secretary Lanshan for your support."
The two had already reached the exit of the conference room. Xia Lanshan patted Fang Zhicheng lightly on the shoulders twice, then turned and went upstairs.
Fang Zhicheng fell into deep thought. Unconsciously, he had been involved in the city-level network. Xia Lanshan had taken the initiative to show his good will to him just now. There was a deep reason for that. He did it deliberately for others to see. As for the purpose, Fang Zhicheng could not guess it for the time being. However, this did not do any harm to Fang Zhicheng. Being close to the municipal party secretary was like holding a sword of authority when he made drastic changes in Xiaguang District.
Fang Zhicheng did not notice that a pair of eyes not far away were staring at his back indifferently. This person was the executive vice mayor Zhao Liang. After all, Zhao Liang was a cadre who often went to ministries and commissions. Because of the incident in the Palace Bar, he was arranged to sit on the bench at the Party School for several months. After the New Year, he returned to the Hanzhou officialdom through his connections.
The Palace Bar was investigated and Brother Wai was investigated by the National Security Bureau, which had a great impact on Zhao Liang. Zhao Liang had a stake in the Palace Bar and earned a lot of money every month. Without this money, Zhao Liang's daily living standard was seriously affected.
Zhao Ling knew very well that Fang Zhicheng was the instigator of the incident. Seeing that he was very close to Xia Lanshan, he naturally became full of hostility towards Fang Zhicheng.
Feng Yuanzheng, secretary of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection, walked beside Zhao Ling and said with emotion: "This Fang Zhicheng has a promising future. It is said that he has been reported to the Provincial Party Committee by the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department this year to be trained as the most outstanding young cadre at the division level in Hanzhou. Generally, those who have this qualification will definitely be promoted to the level of a director in the next ten years. We are both over 50 years old, and we are still at the deputy department level. It's really frustrating to compare ourselves with others."
Zhao Ling smiled sinisterly and said, "Old Feng, you work in the discipline inspection department. Over the years, you have dealt with quite a few problematic cadres. You should also know a rule: the more promising the candidates are, the more likely they are to fail."
Feng Yuanzheng was slightly startled, and immediately understood what Zhao Ling meant. The Municipal Party Committee had spread a lot about Zhao Ling's being benched, and everyone knew about Zhao Ling's feud with Fang Zhicheng. Although Zhao Ling has returned to his original position, Fang Zhicheng is obviously a favorite of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, and Feng Yuanzheng is unwilling to offend him easily. He waved his hand and said vaguely: "Old Zhao, what you said is a bit inappropriate. Those people investigated by the Discipline Inspection Commission are all self-degrading. They fell into the law, not my hands."
Zhao Ling laughed and said, "Old Feng, you just don't have a sense of humor. I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously."