Fang Zhicheng paused, sighed, and said, "No need. I've been very busy recently. I'll contact you when I'm free."
Jiang Pei was very smart. After hearing what Fang Zhicheng said, she knew what he meant. The enthusiasm in her heart was also extinguished. She sighed and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone with Jiang Pei, Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but hate Wen Ling, because if it wasn't for her, why would he look for Jiang Pei
My current situation is special, and I don’t know how many eyes are staring at me. If anything goes wrong, I’m afraid I’ll get into a lot of trouble.
Fang Zhicheng still felt a little apologetic towards Jiang Pei, but he didn't know how to say it out loud. After hanging up the phone, he sent her a text message to comfort her.
After processing a few more official documents, Fang Zhicheng stretched, then clicked the mouse, ready to turn off the computer and go home. The chat tool that had been in invisible mode was flashing, so Fang Zhicheng clicked it and saw that Ye Qingrou had sent him many messages.
“Brother, have you eaten?” “Why are you ignoring me?” “I went to see my mistress?” “Not here yet? You’re busy… You’ve worked hard.” “I’m done with get out of class.”…
Fang Zhicheng was naturally touched and replied, "I'm getting ready to get off work. I rarely use chat tools. If you have anything to do in the future, just call me directly."
Guessing that Ye Qingrou was not in front of the computer, he was about to exit the chat tool, when the dialog box flashed and Ye Qingrou sent a grimace symbol, "Actually, there is nothing wrong. I just felt bored, so I sent a lot of nonsense to your gray avatar. You just got off work now, you must not have eaten dinner, go eat something hot quickly, I'm not by your side, you have to take care of yourself."
Fang Zhicheng smiled faintly and said, "I'm going to eat now, you should take care of yourself."
Ye Qingrou is about to graduate, and I have watched her grow from immature to mature. She sent me photos a while ago, and it seems like she has become a different person. She has put on makeup and has a mature look, but I have to say that she has become much more feminine, and she is very close to my taste.
However, in Fang Zhicheng's heart, Ye Qingrou was more like his sister. He clearly knew that his feelings towards Ye Qingrou were obviously different from those of Qin Yuming and the others. He had the desire to protect her and possess her, but he also couldn't bear to destroy her natural beauty. The feeling was very complicated.
He packed up the documents on his desk carelessly, then went downstairs and drove home. The moment he sat in the driver's seat, he looked at the dark building and was suddenly a little surprised, because for the first time he found that this office building was so unfamiliar. He had been working here for nearly two years, but in fact, he was still so unfamiliar with it. He was busy every day, but he didn't understand this place.
This is how life is. When you think you are familiar with a place, you will always feel it is strange when you look at it from a different perspective.
Fang Zhicheng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. Now the officialdom of Xiaguang District has been controlled by him, but this control is only superficial. He has influenced the officialdom style and atmosphere of Xiaguang, but when he leaves, this place will change rapidly and become unfamiliar to him.
The governing style of a place is closely related to the top leader. When the incumbent leaves, even if the successor is carefully selected by the predecessor, the successor will subvert the predecessor's style.
Therefore, Fang Zhicheng had already made preparations for his departure from Xiaguang. After Xiang Xin took over, Xiang Xin would not develop Xiaguang completely according to his own ideas. Fang Zhicheng had paid a lot for Xiaguang and had deep feelings for it. He also had many plans that he wanted to realize in Xiaguang, but his second uncle Su Mo was right. If he wanted more power, he would have to give up something.
Twenty minutes later, Fang Zhicheng drove back to the community where he lived. After parking the car, two figures suddenly walked out from the corner.
Fang Zhicheng was quite courageous, but he was also frightened. After seeing the two people opposite him clearly, he sighed and said with a wry smile: "Sister Zhang, what can I do for you?"
Zhang Cuihua was holding a bag and whispered, "Secretary Fang, I came here to thank you. If it weren't for your help, my Xiaoxiao would have died, so you are my family's lifesaver."
Seeing Zhang Cuihua still crying while touching her eyes, Fang Zhicheng and Lou Yao beside her asked, "Xiaoxiao, was the operation successful?"
Lou Yao looked a little lightly dressed, with a woolen hat on her head, a brown scarf around her neck, and only a long windbreaker that covered her knees, and a pair of black patent leather boots on her feet.
Lou Yao nodded and smiled, "Secretary Fang, Xiaoxiao's surgery was very successful, so Sister Zhang will thank you."
Fang Zhicheng arranged for Chen Chao to launch a fundraising campaign within the system, raising about 100,000 yuan for Xiaoxiao, which was enough for Xiaoxiao's surgery. However, Xiaoxiao's disease was difficult to cure, and even with surgery, the chances of full recovery were slim. For Zhang Cuihua and her daughter, it was a bottomless pit.
Fang Zhicheng noticed in the light of the street lamp that Lou Yao's nose was red from the cold, and said with a smile: "You've been waiting for quite a long time, right? Come up and sit down, have a cup of tea, and warm yourself up, or you might catch a cold when you go back."
After entering the house, Fang Zhicheng turned on the air conditioner first, asked the two to sit on the sofa, and went into the kitchen to boil a pot of water. After the two drank the water, their bodies also warmed up. Fang Zhicheng was good at observing people's expressions, and chatted with them for a while. He found that the two came to see him today, and they might have something hidden in their hearts.
Fang Zhicheng put down the teacup and said softly, "Sister Zhang, I know you came to me today because you must need my help. You might as well tell me directly. If it is within my ability, I will definitely help you."
Zhang Cuihua thought for a moment, took out a note from her pocket, and handed it to Fang Zhicheng. Fang Zhicheng read it carefully and understood Zhang Cuihua's intention. He said, "Do you want me to help you collect the money you owe?"
Zhang Cuihua nodded and said, "My husband used to be a skilled worker in a factory. Although he was paid a fixed salary, he had saved some money through frugality over the years. He had originally intended to use the money to pay for Xiaoxiao's medical treatment, but his boss took the money away in the name of buying shares. Because he died so suddenly, I didn't know about it at first. When I was sorting out his belongings at home, I found this note."
Lou Yao added: "In theory, with the note, it should be no problem for Sister Zhang to get the money back, but the factory's performance is not good, and there have been reports of losses for years, and the boss simply refuses to see anyone, so it's difficult to get the money back."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, "I have heard that the old factory in the industrial park was on the verge of bankruptcy, but I didn't expect it to be so serious. If it goes as expected, your boss not only took money from your husband, but also from other workers. Once the factory is not doing well, it will not be as simple as unemployment."
Zhang Cuihua understood what Fang Zhicheng meant. She shook her hand holding the teacup, causing some water to spill out. Lou Yao quickly took a tissue to wipe it off for her and asked with concern, "Sister Zhang, did you get burned?"
At this moment, Zhang Cuihua didn't care whether she was scalded or not. The money her husband had spent was not a small amount. Although Xiaoxiao had undergone surgery, the future maintenance costs would also be a huge expense. She had originally hoped to get the money back to provide some security for their lives.
Fang Zhicheng saw that Zhang Cuihua was stunned, and thought to himself that he couldn't let her despair too much, so he said, "Sister Zhang, don't worry about it. I will help you with this matter."
Seeing Fang Zhicheng willing to help her, Zhang Cuihua felt like she had grabbed a life-saving straw again, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Secretary Fang, you are a great man."
Fang Zhicheng smiled faintly and said, "It's just a piece of cake."
Save people to the end, send Buddha to the west. Since we have decided to help Zhang Cuihua's family, we must properly solve the follow-up problems.
The two of them sat for a while, then said goodbye and left. Fang Zhicheng smiled at Zhang Cuihua and said, "Sister Zhang, can you go down first? I have something to talk to Lou Yao about."
Zhang Cuihua left the room first. Fang Zhicheng sighed helplessly and said, "Officer Lou, was today's incident your idea again?"
Lou Yao did not hide it and said, "That's right. Since I don't have the ability myself, I can only provide some ideas."
"I think you have already investigated who the factory owner is?" Fang Zhicheng said with a wry smile.
Lou Yao said: "He is a gambler. It is said that he owes a lot of high-interest loans."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said, "You have given me a big problem this time. The government generally does not interfere with private lending."
Lou Yao said: "If you don't show up, he will not only harm Sister Zhang's family in the future."
Fang Zhicheng stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said, "I will find a way to deal with this matter, but I hope you can promise me one thing: don't look for opportunities to make things difficult for me in the future."