Fang Zhicheng was choked by this sentence and smiled bitterly: "Okay, I won't say anything more."
Just after eating two dumplings, someone recognized Du Xi and asked for her autograph. Du Xi was about to speak when Fang Zhicheng said with a smile, "You got the wrong person. My wife just looks like Du Xi."
Although the man was skeptical, he eventually left reluctantly.
After everyone left, Du Xi stared and spat in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who is your wife?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Okay, when someone comes later, I will loudly say that you are the famous star Du Xi."
Du Xi snorted and said nothing more. Then, seeing more people pointing and talking nearby, he casually ate two bites of dumplings and left.
Fang Zhicheng looked at Du Xi's back and sighed silently. In fact, being a celebrity is very hard. He has no privacy at all and has to be careful when traveling.
At the ticket gate, Fang Zhicheng saw Du Xi's assistant, and he finally felt relieved. After Fang Zhicheng left, the sissy assistant said, "Is this the official you always mentioned, the stinking bastard? He's quite handsome!"
Du Xi glared at him and said angrily, "You have never seen a handsome guy before, your standards are so low!"
The assistant pursed his lips, knowing that Du Xi was in a bad mood today, but he was thinking in his heart: "If I have the chance, I must hook up with this handsome guy. I like handsome guys the most."
Chapter 0632: Master's Wife Helps Resolve Heartaches
While driving on the airport highway, Fang Zhicheng kept thinking about a question in his mind. He could never understand why such a beautiful woman like Du Xi hated men but liked women.
Du Xi is a recognized beauty. Her celebrity career gives her a mysterious beauty. Anyone would be curious about what it would be like if such a public figure could lie under him. Fang Zhicheng is no exception and occasionally tries to imagine it... However, the truth is extremely cruel. Du Xi has an abnormal sexual orientation and hates men.
"Could this all be a fake? Many homosexuals are bisexual. They like the same sex, but in fact, they like the opposite sex deep down." Fang Zhicheng thought more and more complicated. "Read some books on this subject when you have time to see if you can activate her inner desire for the opposite sex..."
"Damn it..." The car in front suddenly changed lanes without turning on the turn signal, which surprised Fang Zhicheng who was already distracted. He quickly braked, silently cursed in his heart, steered the wheel skillfully, stepped on the accelerator to overtake the car, and then drove seriously.
Because of his car, Fang Zhicheng has experienced the gates of hell several times. He has been on the edge of the gates of hell for a long time, so he has become very brave and his driving style is very aggressive.
After returning to the city center from the airport, Fang Zhicheng did not go directly back to Hanzhou, but came to the provincial headquarters of Huaxia Bank. He had made an appointment with Wen Feng in advance and wanted to talk about whether the central bank could give Xiaguang District certain preferential loans. Fang Zhicheng had been here once, so he was familiar with the place. He reported his name in the secretary's office next to the president. The secretary went in and reported first, then led Fang Zhicheng over.
After all, the biggest problem Fang Zhicheng is facing at work right now is that the investment environment in Xiaguang District is not competitive enough. The quality of the investment environment is like farmland. If the soil is not fertile enough and the fertilizer is not sufficient, how can the yield per mu be increased
The municipal party committee has not passed the new investment policy, so Fang Zhicheng must mediate in many ways and enrich the existing investment environment through his own efforts. Although Dongtai Investment Service Company has already provided blood transfusions to small and medium-sized enterprises in Xiaguang District, if large enterprises want to settle down and small and medium-sized enterprises want to obtain a steady flow of funds, they have to find another way, and bank policies are a good choice.
Winter has not completely passed. The air conditioner is on in the office, and the temperature is a bit high. Wen Feng opened her coat, revealing a white base shirt underneath, and a silver platinum necklace hung on her snow-white neck. Some people say that you can read a person's actual age by the wrinkles on their necks, but Wen Feng's neck is smooth and white, without any wrinkles. Because she is a little thin, her jade-like clavicle is also exposed a little, and the base shirt is a little low, revealing a large area of whiteness on her chest.
Fang Zhicheng took one look but didn't dare to look again. He sat on the sofa and waited for a while. Wen Feng handed the revised document to the secretary and said a few words. Then she sat opposite Fang Zhicheng and said with a smile, "Zhicheng, long time no see. You said you would come to visit me during the Chinese New Year, but then Old Song got stuck in Beijing, so you couldn't make it. In fact, you can come to my house on weekends. Old Song and I often rest at home."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "I will definitely visit you when I have time. I hope President Wen will not mind then."
Wen Feng sat sideways with her legs crossed. She was wearing a knee-length black skirt and flesh-colored stockings. This posture made her look very elegant. Wen Feng knew that Fang Zhicheng wanted to ask for something, so she took the initiative to say, "Zhicheng, there is no need to hide anything. We are not strangers. How can I help you?"
Fang Zhicheng said, "President Wen, I think we should treat each other equally. Xiaguang District is in a critical period of development because of the Qiong-Han integration project, but the investment promotion department is obviously not as good as several cities in the eastern part of Huainan in terms of policies when it comes to attracting foreign investment. So I would like you to give an instruction to open a green channel for loan financing for all enterprises in Xiaguang District in terms of bank loans."
Wen Feng clasped her hands together, frowned slightly, and said, "Zhicheng, you have given me a difficult problem."
Huainan is divided into three parts: east, central and west. The east of Huainan is close to the economic center of Yunhai, so it is natural for banks to provide some preferential policies to enterprises in the east of Huainan to stimulate local economic development. If the same preferential policies are provided to Xiaguang, which is a third- or fourth-tier city, this is obviously unreasonable.
Fang Zhicheng said helplessly: "I am also forced to do so. The Municipal Party Committee did not approve the new investment promotion policy submitted by the District Party Committee. I can only think of ways on my own to see if there is no way out from other aspects to provide some favorable conditions for attracting investment."
Wen Feng nodded and said, "I will talk to the relevant personnel about this matter to see if it can be handled in a compromise. The provincial branch will not issue a special notice, but will communicate with the municipal and district branches and verbally promise to provide a green channel for Xiaguang Enterprise within a certain period of time. However, the time will not be too long, only one year at most. As you know, the loan risks in third- and fourth-tier cities are much greater than those in first- and second-tier cities, so the conditions are more stringent."
Seeing Wen Feng say this, Fang Zhicheng felt relieved. This was already a great support.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "President Wen, I thank you on behalf of more than 100,000 people in Xiaguang District."
Wenfeng waved her hand and said with a smile: "Zhicheng, you are too polite."
Afterwards, Fang Zhicheng and Wenfeng chatted about their recent situation. Fang Zhicheng could see that her relationship with Song Wendi had eased, at least not like strangers more than a year ago. The two lived under the same roof, and although there was no emotional foundation, they gradually accumulated some feelings.
Wen Feng said, "Old Song has been worried about the establishment of Qiongjin Metro Group recently. Hongda Group suddenly proposed to withdraw its investment, and the Provincial Development and Reform Commission has a tough attitude. If Hongda Group withdraws its investment, it will look for new partners, or even introduce investors from outside the province. In this case, transportation will be separated from the intra-city project, and the project will have certain risks."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, "Transportation is a huge profit pie. Once it is officially opened, it will create billions of profits every year. The Provincial Railway Group will definitely not be willing to give up this piece of cake."
Wen Feng nodded and said, "Everyone knows that this goes against the spirit of the Qiong-Han integration project, but it is still done against the spirit."
Fang Zhicheng showed a disappointed look on his face and said, "There is no good solution to this problem. It all depends on who can convince whom at the provincial party committee level. Secretary Wen is probably confused now and doesn't know how to deal with this matter."
Before they knew it, it was already noon, so Fang Zhicheng tried to invite him, "President Wen, you helped a lot today. Can I have lunch with you alone?"
Wenfeng had a good impression of Fang Zhicheng and remembered clearly the last time Fang Zhicheng accompanied her shopping. She smiled and said, "Okay, it's no problem to have dinner with you, but I'll be the host." Then, she called the secretary's office and asked the secretary to book a place to eat.
Fang Zhicheng followed Wen Feng to the place where they were going to eat. It was a book bar-style restaurant with all kinds of books displayed everywhere. There were many customers in the restaurant, but the environment was unusually quiet. Wen Feng whispered, "I usually like to eat here. After dinner, I read a book for a while to relax my body and mind."
After saying that, Wenfeng came to a place and took out a book from the bookshelf. Fang Zhicheng realized that this was the place where Wenfeng often sat, and the book was also placed here by Wenfeng after she had read it not long ago.
Fang Zhicheng nodded and smiled: "It's a very interesting place."
Wen Feng whispered, "I'll tell you secretly, this is my secret garden. Only my secretary knows that I often hang out here. On weekends, I also come here to kill time."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "It is my honor to share President Wen's secret."
Wen Feng's eyes drifted out the window, and she suddenly sighed, "There aren't many people I can share with."
Fang Zhicheng knew what Wenfeng meant. When she was in Wenfeng's position, there were not many friends with whom she could speak her mind. The reason why she was completely unprepared against Fang Zhicheng was mainly because Fang Zhicheng was Song Wendi's confidant and background. They had been through a lot before, and Wenfeng knew that Fang Zhicheng was someone who could keep secrets.