Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly and said, "By the way, how do we solve Yu Jinping's problem?"
Wan Heng sneered and said, "According to Zhao Ling's intention, he originally wanted to transfer him to the municipal government, but I made some arrangements and he eventually joined the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department."
Yu Jinping was originally the head of the Organization Department of the District Party Committee. According to his promotion method, he should have been in the Organization Department. Wan Heng was originally the head of the Organization Department. If he insisted that Yu Jinping was a rare talent in the organization system, it would be difficult for Yu Jinping to adjust his position across the line.
As Fang Zhicheng expected, Yu Jinping finally entered the organization system, which undoubtedly made him depressed. If the Xiaguang officialdom was a prison for him, then given the relationship between Wan Heng and Fang Zhicheng, the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department was another cold palace.
Wan Heng said: "I have arranged a position for him at the Municipal Party School. He will be mainly responsible for party member training, personnel arrangements and other practical work in the future. He will not be allowed to interfere."
Fang Zhicheng knew very well that the Municipal Party School was nominally a cradle for party members and cadres, but in fact it was also a place for retirement. Yu Jinping still had room for advancement in age, but being assigned to the Party School so early meant that Wan Heng was in effect throwing him on the bench.
Fang Zhicheng could imagine Yu Jinping's feelings, and he was probably in tears at this moment.
However, for Fang Zhicheng, Yu Jinping was just a stepping stone in his career, even worse than Deng Shaoqun. It was enough to teach him a lesson. Fang Zhicheng still had a lot of things to deal with and didn't have the energy to waste on people like Yu Jinping.
After communicating with Wan Heng for a while, Fang Zhicheng was quite relieved, because judging from Wan Heng's condition, he had recovered well. Although not as good as before, it would not affect his work.
Wan Heng smiled and said, "By the way, my daughter will be returning home in the next few days, let's get together and have a meal then."
Fang Zhicheng had met Wan Heng's daughter at his home. Both Wan Heng and Tang Xue were outstanding in appearance, so their daughter was naturally very beautiful as well.
Fang Zhicheng said: "Okay, I'll prepare a gift for my niece based on what she likes."
Wan Heng said quickly: "What gift do you want? Just come empty-handed."
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After get off work, Fang Zhicheng drove back to the community. As soon as he opened the car door, a man walked out of a black SUV not far away.
Fang Zhicheng was very surprised to see her, because it turned out to be Ning Qiangwei, the third sister of the Ning family.
Ning Qiangwei was dressed in a slightly androgynous style, wearing trousers and a white shirt, with her hair combed into a ponytail. She had no makeup on her face, and her skin was a healthy wheat color. Her eyebrows were still very unique, with long, thin black lines, which added a touch of coolness to her whole body.
"Why are you here?" Fang Zhicheng asked in surprise.
Ning Qiangwei said dryly: "Sissy, I am here to find you."
Fang Zhicheng frowned immediately and said unhappily, "Tomboy, what can I do for you?"
Ning Qiangwei didn't hear what Fang Zhicheng was saying and asked, "What did you call me?"
Fang Zhicheng snorted, "Tomboy! If you call me a sissy, I will call you a tomboy."
Ning Qiangwei was so angry that her face turned red. She clenched her fists and seemed to be about to rush over and beat Fang Zhicheng up. In the end, she held back and said, "Forget it. I won't bother with you. I won't call you a sissy anymore, and you don't attack me with words. I came to you to try marriage with you according to the instructions of my eldest and second sisters."
"Trial marriage?" Fang Zhicheng widened his eyes. He didn't expect that such a fashionable word would come out of Ning Qiangwei's mouth.
Ning Qiangwei's face turned even redder, and she said, "Yes, now my family has arranged for me to marry you. But I think we should consider both sides. Let's spend some time together first. If it's right for each other, then we can get married. If not, then we can say goodbye as soon as possible."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect you to be so avant-garde."
Ning Qiangwei seemed to have thought of something, snorted, and said, "It's just a trial marriage, it doesn't mean we are husband and wife. We are just living together under the same roof. So don't have any improper thoughts, and don't do anything improper at all."
Fang Zhicheng looked Ning Qiangwei up and down for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I won't be tempted by a man."
Ning Qiangwei was enraged. She waved her fist and said angrily, "If you insult me again, I will use force."
Fang Zhicheng smelled a dangerous aura from Ning Qiangwei, and quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's just a joke."
Ning Qiangwei stared with her big eyes and asked, "So do you agree or not?"
Fang Zhicheng was a little hesitant, because even though he knew that the marriage with the Ning family was already a fact, it seemed a little too fast to have a "trial marriage" with Ning Qiangwei.
At this time, Fang Zhicheng's cell phone rang in his pocket. He said to Ning Qiangwei, "I'll take a call. You should also think carefully about it. After all, we live under the same roof. Although I am sure to keep my distance from you, it will not be good for your reputation if it gets out."
Ning Qiangwei curled her lips and said, "Hurry up and answer the phone. I've already made the decision. But I'm not as fussy as you, like a..."
Fang Zhicheng blocked out Ning Qiangwei's last words and answered Su Lin's call.
His uncle's voice still sounded a little... vulgar. He asked with a chuckle, "Did the Ning family's little sister go to Hanzhou to find you? This is a decision made by both of our parents. We want you to spend some time together first. If you want to become husband and wife in the future, it would be better to cultivate some feelings first."
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Ning Qiangwei, walked a few steps to the side, covered the microphone, and said with a wry smile: "Why did Ning Qiangwei say it was a trial marriage?"
Su Lin explained quickly, "That was a lie to her. The third sister of the Ning family is different from her elder sister. She has a stubborn personality, so we can only use this method to let her spend some time with you and cultivate feelings. By the way, I called to teach you how to subdue her. Do you know what the move that women fear the most is?"
Fang Zhicheng asked in confusion: "What?"
Su Lin chuckled and said, "Then it's a done deal."
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Ning Qiangwei, who had a strong aura not far away, and sighed, then smiled bitterly and said, "This doesn't seem to be that simple."
Su Lin shook his head and patiently persuaded: "Although Ning Qiangwei is a soldier, she is a woman at heart. Women and men are naturally like the cathode and anode of a magnet, attracting each other. If you pursue her as an ordinary woman, I believe it will be a natural thing."
Then Su Lin talked about some practical experience in a very long-winded manner. Suddenly, Fang Zhicheng felt his hand numb and his cell phone was snatched away by Ning Qiangwei.
"Are you done yet?" Ning Qiangwei quickly cut off Fang Zhicheng's call and threw it to him. She then took out a military green backpack from the trunk and said, "Take me to your house now."
Ning Qiangwei looked very thin, but she had a very wild vibe. Fang Zhicheng sighed and said hello in advance: "By the way, there is a Korean in my family. She is my nanny."