Zhao Qingya shook her head and denied, "That means you are not allowed to drink outside. When have you ever been stopped at home?"
Zhao Guoyi placed three seven-cent wine glasses in front of Zhao Qingya and said softly, "In that case, I will satisfy my drinking craving today."
In Fang Zhicheng's impression, Zhao Guoyi is a young and energetic vice governor. Because of his many innovative development ideas, Huainan Province has been gaining momentum in recent years, especially in the field of small and medium-sized enterprises, which has become a benchmark for the whole country. Zhao Guoyi is one of the young officials who has been most affected by the reform and opening up, so he is decisive in dealing with problems. Compared with those old-school officials, his style of doing things is more capable and slightly radical.
What made Fang Zhicheng feel a little uneasy was that Zhao Guoyi and his boss Song Wendi were in different factions. Song Wendi was in the camp of old-school officials headed by the provincial party secretary, while Zhao Guoyi was a young cadre slowly cultivated by the provincial governor Bu Yiren. But on second thought, Fang Zhicheng thought that he was too nervous. For Zhao Guoyi, he obviously would not take him, a new recruit in the officialdom, seriously.
Zhao Guoyi drank about two liang of wine, showing a little drunkenness, and said with a smile: "Xiao Fang, have you ever considered developing in Qiongjin? Although Yinzhou has developed well in recent years, the situation is still a little small after all."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, and stole a glance at Zhao Guoyi. Seeing that his eyes were still clear, Fang Zhicheng knew that he was not drunk, so he politely refused: "I feel that my current work experience is not enough, and I need to calm down and learn. The current position is a good platform. Of course, more importantly, I have fought hard for this position with my own ability. Although I know that Qiongjin may be able to give me a better platform, I still feel reluctant. Perhaps, in the eyes of Governor Zhao, I am too childish."
Zhao Guoyi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since you have made your choice, I will not force you. It's a pity that Qingya will be disappointed."
Fang Zhicheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Qingya, realizing that this lunch today was carefully planned by Zhao Qingya, hoping that his elder brother could help Fang Zhicheng and transfer him to Yinzhou.
Fang Zhicheng knew that this opportunity was rare, but there were so many things in Yinzhou that he couldn't let go of, so how could he leave easily
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "Governor Zhao, I have only been in the officialdom for a short time and have not made any achievements yet. Can I wait until one day when I feel I have enough confidence before coming to Qiongjin... As the saying goes, only when your wings are strong can you fly higher..."
Zhao Guoyi was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "You are quite smart, you were waiting for me here. I promise you, in three years, we will sit down and talk again depending on your luck."
Chapter 0062: There is no strong man in the field of love
The higher you go in your career, the harder it is. Using Zhao Guoyi now is obviously not as good as using Zhao Guoyi as a trump card a few years later when you encounter a bottleneck that is difficult to break through. Fang Zhicheng is now a deputy section-level cadre. Zhao Guoyi will transfer him to Qiongjin, at most to place him in a lucrative position in the oil and water department, and the administrative level cannot be adjusted for the time being, so Fang Zhicheng is not going to use this resource for the time being.
Besides, Song Wendi was very kind to Fang Zhicheng. If Fang Zhicheng suddenly betrayed Song Wendi, it would obviously be very disloyal.
Seeing that Fang Zhicheng was unwilling to come to Qiongjin, Zhao Guoyi naturally would not persuade him too much.
Zhao Guoyi was in a good mood today, so he drank a few more glasses. Zhao Qingya helped Zhao Guoyi into a clean guest room. After entering the room, Zhao Guoyi suddenly asked, "Are you going to marry this Xiao Fang?"
Zhao Qingya was slightly startled, and sighed: "We are just ordinary friends, don't think too much."
Zhao Guoyi's face was bitter, and he said, "I am your brother, don't I know you? You have a cold personality. You have never been so enthusiastic unless it is for the most important person. Xiao Fang, you have good character and quality, but you are too young after all. I suggest you let go."
Zhao Qingya helped Zhao Guoyi take off his slippers, covered him with a quilt, and said softly: "My feelings towards him are at most a sister-brother relationship, just like the feelings between you and me. I am no longer young, and I will be careful to grasp the scale."
Zhao Guoyi sighed heavily, closed his eyes and said, "Actually, I am not qualified to comment on your love life, because when it comes to love, I am a loser myself."
Zhao Qingya knew that her elder brother was thinking about his previous failed marriage, so she said softly, "I have met my elder sister-in-law several times in Yinzhou. She is living a good life now, so you don't have to feel guilty towards her."
Zhao Guoyi hummed and sighed, "Why do you want to talk about her?"
For Zhao Guoyi, Luo Meishan is a thorn in his heart. Although he has been divorced for so long, Zhao Guoyi is still single, which shows that he has not forgotten Luo Meishan. It is hard to imagine that the young executive vice governor who is vigorous and resolute outside is actually afraid to face his own heart. Zhao Qingya deliberately mentioned Luo Meishan, in fact, she also wanted to try to open Zhao Guoyi's heart knot, but the result was contrary to her wishes. Zhao Guoyi carefully protected his wound.
The Zhao brothers and sisters seem to be prominent in appearance, but they all have a side that is unknown to the public.
Seeing that Zhao Guoyi was unwilling to say more, Zhao Qingya closed the door. Seeing Fang Zhicheng packing clothes next door, she leaned against the wall and asked softly, "Why don't you want to come to Qiongjin? Is it because of that woman?"
Fang Zhicheng sighed secretly and smiled, "You seem to be still brooding over that woman!"
Zhao Qingya looked Fang Zhicheng up and down, hesitated for a moment, and wanted to turn around and leave. She said with a little regret: "You still have to go to work tomorrow. I'll take you to the bus station later."
Fang Zhicheng nodded, packed his luggage, and looked around the guest room. He suddenly realized that Zhao Qingya had put a lot of thought into the details. There was an oil painting hanging on the wall, which he had not seen the last time he came. Books were neatly placed in the wooden grid above the bed, most of which were famous works in psychology and history.
Fang Zhicheng picked up his luggage, feeling lost and as if he had let someone down.
After going downstairs, Zhao Qingya threw the car keys to Fang Zhicheng, sat in the passenger seat, took out a lady's cigarette, pursed her lips, and slowly blew out light blue smoke.
Fang Zhicheng felt that the atmosphere was a bit tense, so he asked casually, "Is work going well?"
Zhao Qingya held a cigarette in her mouth, her fingers gently trembling with the melody of the music, "My grandma woke up, and those old guys suddenly didn't dare to do anything."
Fang Zhicheng asked in surprise: "Then can you go back to Yinzhou?"
Zhao Qingya flicked the ash off her cigarette with her fingers and said sarcastically, "Why should I go back to Yinzhou? There's no one or anything I care about there!"
Fang Zhicheng sighed softly, knowing that Zhao Qingya was still angry with him, and apologized: "Sister Ya, I know you have good intentions. In fact, my staying in Yinzhou is not as simple as you think. When my mother was seriously ill, I promised her that I would accompany her for a while. Even if she has gone to heaven now, I will fulfill this promise."
Zhao Qingya nodded and said thoughtfully: "Indeed, I think too simply."
Before going to the bus station, the two of them strolled around the Xinhua Bookstore. Seeing Fang Zhicheng holding Xu Ruo's collection of essays, Zhao Qingya narrowed her beautiful eyes and complained, "Men don't like this kind of flowery, sentimental writing. You must give this book to a woman. You can really bring a woman to pick a gift for another woman."
Fang Zhicheng confessed honestly: "This book is indeed given to a woman. However, it is not as complicated as you think. The wife of the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department Director is having a birthday party, and I am going to attend the party. I can't go empty-handed, so I have to bring some gifts."
Zhao Qingya nodded with satisfaction and said, "I see. You are quite good at flattering people. Just taking a set of books seems too low-class. I will take you to a place where you can improve your taste."
Afterwards, the two of them went to a nearby large shopping mall, and Zhao Qingya went to a counter and said a few words to the teller. The teller showed an understanding look, then took out some colorful wrapping paper and wrapped up the collection of essays.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "It turns out there are so many tricks to giving gifts. I learned a lot of skills today."
Zhao Qingya suddenly flicked Fang Zhicheng's forehead with her finger, turned her wrist to check the time, and said softly: "There are still two hours before the last bus to Yinzhou, why don't you accompany me to go shopping."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said, "It's my honor."
Seeing Fang Zhicheng readily agreed, Zhao Qingya took his arm and gently dragged him to the third floor, where there were women's clothing brands. Zhao Qingya seemed to have high standards, and after a round of looking around, she didn't like any clothes, so she dragged Fang Zhicheng to the fourth floor, where there were men's clothing brands.
Fang Zhicheng then realized that Zhao Qingya was intentionally trying to buy him a few sets of clothes.