Fang Zhicheng can only use the word "naughty" to describe him. If it were another woman, Fang Zhicheng would have completely regarded what he just said as a signal for flirting. But for Wenfeng, he was still full of respect in his heart. On the one hand, she was Song Wendi's wife.
, on the other hand, she is also an intellectual female official.
Wenfeng smiled lightly, sighed, and said: "When I see you, I can think of when we were young, full of energy and wanting to realize our ambitions. When Wendi was young, like you, we were very concerned about national strategy.
I studied the economic situation very fascinatedly. I also took a fancy to this at the time, so I chose to marry him. The result was good. Several men who were better than Wendi are now very poor. So when choosing a man, you still have to choose potential.
share."
Fang Zhicheng felt that today's topic was very interesting, and he suddenly became a little interested in Song Wendi's love affairs when he was young, "Master, did he have many beauties when he was young?"
Wenfeng looked at Fang Zhicheng, her red lips disappeared, and she sighed: "It's mainly because of me. People have physiological needs. In those years, I paid special attention to work, so the two of us were separated for a long time.
.How many outstanding single men can stay calm in the face of temptation?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled awkwardly and said, "A lot of the time it's just a joke."
Wenfeng shook his head and sighed: "Wendi is a very emotional person. Most of the women who have contact with him are devoted to him. Of course, I am not qualified to care about him. After all, I owed him a lot of money during those years."
He’s too much.”
Fang Zhicheng suddenly fell silent. Wen Feng and Song Wendi were his elders, and it was not easy for him to interrupt in some words.
Wenfeng said: "So I advise you, it is best to give Qiangwei a good result as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be unfair to Qiangwei. A woman can tolerate a man having a romantic relationship outside, but she will not give up her status easily. According to
As far as I know, you have a daughter, right?"
Fang Zhicheng knew that this matter had been known to many people for a long time. He nodded and said, "This is also the love debt that Qiangwei and I incurred before we got married."
Wenfeng smiled in despair and said, "At this point, Qiangwei and I can be said to be in the same boat."
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Wenfeng in surprise and asked tentatively: "Master, does he have..."
Wenfeng said: "I only found out recently. He has protected this secret very well. I don't blame him, it's just because I was too willful when I was young and ignored him. But I can't turn back time. I want to fight for it now."
Give him a child, but you also know that he is old after all."
Fang Zhicheng did not expect that Wenfeng would have such an in-depth conversation with him. It was obvious that Wenfeng was deeply in love with Wendi Song. Unfortunately, both of them were very old now, and the chance of having a fruitful love was slim.
Wenfeng stood up, stretched, and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about these troublesome things. Let's find something else to do."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "We have a home theater at home, let's watch a movie."
Wenfeng was slightly startled and said with a smile: "I have never tried watching a movie at home."
Fang Zhicheng added: "President Wen, you are really too busy. I guess you don't know when to watch the movie."
Wenfeng sighed and said, "It's true that it's hard to find time to relax. What movie should I watch?"
Fang Zhicheng thought for a while, then found a popular romance film and said, "Let's go to "Beijing Meets Seattle."
Wenfeng nodded and agreed: "I heard that this movie is quite popular. Let's give it a try."
The story of the movie is not complicated. It tells the story of a mistress who wanted to be in a high position despite being pregnant, but met a gentle and warm man in a foreign country. After the two went through a series of stories, they developed an inseparable relationship. As a result, the mistress succeeded in getting a high position.
But she chose that gentle and warm man.
Wenfeng behaved very differently while watching the movie. She would comment on the plot from time to time, which made Fang Zhicheng find it quite interesting.
After more than an hour, the movie ended. Overall, it was a good commercial movie with a smooth plot and strong acting skills by both male and female actors. There was a bit of an aftertaste, and Wenfeng had many opinions.
"I think this is a movie with extremely incorrect views. What kind of world view and values does it advocate?" Wenfeng said to himself, "First, the heroine chooses to give birth to a child abroad. This is wrong.
As a manifestation of national consciousness, does it mean that a child with American nationality at birth is superior to others? Secondly, that child is not the result of love, but because of money and material life. Have they ever thought about what the child will have when he grows up?
Knowing all this, how traumatizing the soul is; thirdly, the male protagonist is also immoral. Although he is a nurse and should keep a distance from customers, has he not thought that these pregnant women are all famous and married?
Are you poaching yourself?"
Seeing Wenfeng being so angry, Fang Zhicheng was surprised and said with a smile: "Movies cannot be divorced from reality. All stories are recreated on the basis of life. In fact, life is richer and more exciting than movies."
Wenfeng found it hard to agree and shook his head: "Watching a movie is meant to relax your mind. If it is so heavy, then there is no need."
Fang Zhicheng got to know Wenfeng better. Although she was in the system, her soul was very free, otherwise she would not take time to travel and sketch in various places every time. He said: "President Wen, your views are different from many
People are the same, so a large number of commercial movies have been derived. These movies have simple plots and are easy to understand, but lack connotation and depth, and have been criticized by many professional film critics."
Wenfeng shook his head and said: "Popular is not bad. Since the public likes to read it, it means it is valuable."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "You should go to the party leadership of the radio and television system. This will make China's culture more prosperous."
Wenfeng smiled and said: "I just expressed my thoughts relatively casually, but in fact, sitting in that position and thinking about problems and things, I can't be so simple and self-centered."
Fang Zhicheng said: "This is mainly related to the media below. Many citizens feel that the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television will ban whatever the public likes to watch. In fact, that is because local media are not self-disciplined enough. When they find that certain content is popular, they will
People will swarm in. This is not a hundred flowers blooming in culture, but will lead to a homogenization of culture."
Wenfeng smiled and said: "Wendi has always praised you as an all-rounder, but I didn't expect that you also studied culture."
Fang Zhicheng smiled modestly and said, "Master, how are you feeling today?"
Wenfeng was slightly startled and said: "Not bad!"
Fang Zhicheng leaned forward and said with a smile: "I have a heartfelt request, can you give me a painting?"
"Last time I wanted to give you the painting "Mountain Girl Huan Yi", but you didn't ask for it." Wenfeng said with a smile: "Let's go to my studio and you can choose it yourself, how about it?"
Fang Zhicheng didn't ask for that painting last time because there was something wrong with the work. She just felt that since it was hung in her bedroom, it must be a very valued work, and it would not be good if she asked for it.
He stood up and followed Wenfeng to the studio next to the garden on the third floor of the villa, which was about 20 square meters in size and filled with easels and various framed paintings.
The painting I saw last time was one of the more outstanding ones, with a sense of life and artistic sentiment. Although the paintings in the studio are not as good as that one, it can be seen that Wenfeng is very attentive. In addition to work, Wenfeng
Feng puts most of his energy here.
Fang Zhicheng stood next to the easel, looked at the half-finished product, and said with a smile: "I want this one."
Wenfeng said unexpectedly: "I've only finished half of the painting, you want it?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "Of course you have to complete the painting before giving it to me."
Wenfeng stroked her red lips with her slender fingers and said with a half-smile: "You are so smart. I can usually complete other paintings in a week, but this painting is just a background and it took almost a month."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and explained: "You revised a lot of drafts, and the few wads of waste paper in the trash can show that you have good intentions."
Wenfeng blinked and asked, "Do you know the content of my painting?"
Fang Zhicheng only saw the outline of a woman, and there was nothing mysterious about it, but he nodded and smiled: "It has something to do with women."
Wenfeng was silent for a moment and sighed: "Well, since you have chosen this painting, I will send it to you after it is completed. It can be said that you have a keen eye for pearls and a sword for heroes."
Fang Zhicheng actually didn't have any special ideas. He just felt that Wenfeng's current paintings at least represented her highest level at the moment. Although other paintings were good, they might be a little lacking compared to this painting.
In Wenfeng's heart, she didn't see it that way. Everyone paid special attention to what they were doing at the moment, so she subconsciously thought that Fang Zhicheng had a very discerning eye and could see her best painting.
Fang Zhicheng walked around the studio and found that there were many works by Wen Feng, about hundreds of them. He wondered: "Master, have you ever thought about holding a painting exhibition?"
Wenfeng shook his head and said disappointedly: "If I don't go into politics, I might hold an art exhibition and try to become a famous painter. I'm just in officialdom, so I can just treat it as a hobby."
Fang Zhicheng had already thought of a way out for Wenfeng and said with a smile: "If you want to hold a painting exhibition, Master, I have a good suggestion."
Since he has a hobby of painting, he naturally hopes that more people can be exposed to his works. Wenfeng was a little moved and asked: "What suggestions?"
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "Hold a solo exhibition under the stage name of Fengshan Immortal."
Wenfeng said in surprise: "My works are not famous."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hands quickly and said with a smile: "The works of some contemporary writers are very expensive, and many people are vying to collect them. This is not because their artistic value is recognized, but because it is a market behavior. The works must be of high quality, and they also need marketing tools.
.I think that if Fengshan Immortal can be packaged as a mysterious master who has never been born before, he might become an instant hit."
A glimmer of light flashed in Wenfeng's eyes, and she said with a smile: "It doesn't matter whether it is popular or not. The key is to test whether my work is recognized by everyone."