There was a special fragrance on Wenfeng's body, which should be soap or body wash when bathing. Fang Zhicheng sat opposite her, and the provocative smell with hormonal smell kept entering his nostrils. Fang Zhicheng could only let it go
I diverted my attention and my eyes fell on the documents. Although I did not know the professional knowledge of banks, it was not difficult to review these documents. After all, there was interoperability in the officialdom, and experience could determine whether the materials were good or bad.
Therefore, in the officialdom, some personnel often change their posts. The person who was originally responsible for finance becomes responsible for industry and commerce, and can still control the situation with ease.
Fang Zhicheng was very fast and finished reading all the materials in less than a quarter of an hour. Seeing that he approved so quickly, Wenfeng's eyes flashed with suspicion. He browsed a few copies and praised with a smile: "Wendi praised you before.
Talent, I just listened to it at first, but now it turns out that you are indeed an out-and-out genius. If I want to change these materials, it will take at least an hour, but you can solve it in less than fifteen minutes, and the logic is clear
, the reviews are spot on and surprising.”
Fang Zhicheng smiled modestly and said, "I learned this while working as a secretary under Secretary Wendi!"
Wenfeng waved his hand and said, "I heard that you entered the Municipal Party Committee Office as the first civil servant in Yinzhou City?"
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "Luck accounts for more than 80% of the civil service examination."
Wenfeng said: "It still depends on the strength!"
Wenfeng took another moment and yawned. Fang Zhicheng handed her a cup of tea. She took a sip with a smile and changed her position again. Fang Zhicheng stood beside her and looked along her snow-white shoulders.
Go, you can see the creeping lines on her chest. Fang Zhicheng didn't notice just now that Wenfeng was not wearing underwear.
Women all have this habit of liberating their bodies when they return home.
Fang Zhicheng took one look at the protruding red button on his chest, and immediately couldn't bear it. He subconsciously arched his hips. Wenfeng was so smart, Fang Zhicheng's little movement caught her attention, and she felt a little embarrassed and a little happy. Female
One who pleases oneself has an appearance. Because of his charm, Fang Zhicheng received reactions from men, which also proves that he is still attractive.
Fang Zhicheng took a secret breath, walked around Wenfeng and sat opposite her. The desk blocked the awkward spot. The mental change made the physical impulse become uncontrollable. Fang Zhicheng only felt that the beast wanted to break out of the cage.
It hurts so much.
"Zhicheng, why are you sweating profusely?" Wenfeng saw that Fang Zhicheng's expression was not good, and thought that he had drunk too much and was still suffering from sequelae, so he took out a wet tissue and handed it to him.
Fang Zhicheng took the wet tissue, squeezed it gently, and the greasy water spread over his fingertips. He wiped his forehead, tried hard to divert his evil thoughts, and said with a smile: "I'm still a little drunk, I'll be fine later."
Wenfeng sighed and said, "I won't drink with you anymore." She undoubtedly raised her leg, and the top of her foot touched Fang Zhicheng's calf. She felt Fang Zhicheng tremble all over, and then said, "I'm sorry.
is you."
The brief skin-to-skin contact made Fang Zhicheng feel ecstasy again. Fang Zhicheng was trying to calm down now, and he couldn't tell whether Wenfeng did it intentionally or unintentionally.
Finally, Fang Zhicheng breathed out. Even if Wen Feng deliberately seduced him, he could not cross this thunder. Otherwise, how would he face Wendi Song when he met him in the future?
Fang Zhicheng sat for a while longer, made an excuse, and exited the study.
Looking at Fang Zhicheng's leaving figure, Wenfeng's eyes flashed with confusion and he shook his head helplessly.
After Fang Zhicheng returned to the room, he pushed aside the quilt and lay down on the bed. Wenfeng pushed the door open, but he still didn't come in. Fang Zhicheng felt a little regretful, but also felt relieved.
At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Fang Zhicheng found the clothes that had been dried and changed into them. Without saying goodbye to Wenfeng, he left a note stuffed under the crack of her bedroom door and left directly.
He didn't say hello to Wenfeng because he was afraid that the devil hidden in his heart would be exposed.
After going out, Fang Zhicheng called Guo Jinyuan and asked him to drive to pick him up. Then he walked along the street of the community to the east gate. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the taxi stopped on the side of the road and a girl slowly walked out from behind.
, wearing pointed-toe high heels, hair in an afro, and smoky makeup.
After getting out of the car, her center of gravity was a little unstable, and the taxi drove away quickly. She staggered a few steps, threw herself on the edge of the flower bed, and vomited violently, making a tooth-piercing sound.
Fang Zhicheng took a closer look, and even though her makeup had changed beyond recognition, he still recognized her as Miao Dai'er, the daughter of Vice Minister of Finance Miao Hancheng, whom he had just met yesterday.
"What are you looking at! I'll take off your eyeballs!" Miao Daier wiped away the drooling saliva from her mouth, glared at Fang Zhicheng and said angrily.
Fang Zhicheng sighed and moved to the middle of the road, secretly thinking that he should avoid her.
Just as she passed by her, two sports cars were parked in front, one was a Porsche and the other was a Jaguar. The one that got off the Porsche was a short-cut, and the one that got off the Jaguar was a Mohawk. I heard shouting from behind,
Miao Daier's eyes showed panic and she said nervously: "Why are you following me?"
The short-cut man glared at Fang Zhicheng, hinting that he should mind his own business, smiled crookedly, and said, "Dai Yao, you are really good at sneaking around. You just blinked your eyes and disappeared. We agreed to play with my buddies."
Miao Daier stood up, with a look of disdain in her eyes, and said: "You are playing with your mother! Get out of here, sister."
The short-haired man sneered and spat on the ground, "She's been slept on, and she's still pretending to be innocent."
"Fuck!" Miao Dai'er's temper was ignited. She grabbed a handful of mud from the ground and threw it at Short Cun Tou.
Mohawk folded his hands on his chest and laughed mischievously beside him. Seeing Fang Zhicheng stop, he frowned and said, "I told you to get out, do you hear me?"
Miao Dai'er had already rushed in front of Short-term Tou. Short-term Tou's body deflected away the attack of mud and sand. He stretched out his hand and took Miao Dai'er into his arms. He said with a smile: "Play with me for a few days."
, I guarantee that you can get rid of all your bad temper."
Miao Daier cursed, "Hurry up and let go of your dirty hands, or I'll find someone to chop them off."
"Just those few gangsters? You have a bad reputation. They have already abandoned you." Short-term head laughed, and with a gentle pull, the strap hanging on Miao Dai'er's shoulder was pulled off, revealing everything below the fragrant shoulder.
A large piece of snow-white chest was exposed. Miao Daier could only hug her chest with all her strength and struggled hard at the same time.
There is no way a woman is as strong as a man. With her short head and arms, Miao Daier's body became weak and she couldn't exert any strength.
"She's really white, she's big, and she's well-developed!" With her short head bent over, she could see her deep breast groove, and surprise flashed in her eyes, "No wonder everyone wants to have sex with you!"
Mohawk happily held the battle next to him and said, "You've played with it, can you lend it to me for a few days?"
The short-haired man smiled and said, "We'll talk about it when we're tired of playing." After saying that, he twisted Miao Dai'er's hand and walked towards the Porsche.
However, to his surprise, the man who was watching the show next to him hadn't left yet. He was looking at him expressionlessly. His eyes seemed to be examining him. Although there was no emotion, it made him want to lower his head.
"Why don't you leave?" Short-termed said angrily, "Old Diao, give him a slap, that look is so damn annoying."
Mo Xigan nodded and walked towards Fang Zhicheng. He was 1.78 meters tall, half a head shorter than Fang Zhicheng, but he had a strong build and was covered in lumps. He had practiced boxing for seven or eight years and was able to deal with three or five people.
, no problem.
Mohawk pinched the knuckle of his right hand with his left hand, making a squeaking sound, and walked towards Fang Zhicheng viciously, punching hard and hitting the bridge of his nose. If nothing happened, he could be interrupted with one punch.
The target of the next punch was his chin. After two punches, this guy would fall down.
However, an accident happened. Before Mohawk's fist could reach him, he felt severe pain in his lower abdomen. Fang Zhicheng directly kicked him in the stomach, then swept his elbow and hit him in the chest.
Cheeks.
This is a military-style boxing move that Fang Zhicheng and Ning Qiangwei learned. It is relatively simple and practical, and is mainly used to catch people by surprise.
Moxi had practiced boxing and had good ability to withstand blows. Fang Zhicheng's two punches only hit him in the face. He sneered, touched the bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth and said, "How dare you hit me!"
Mohawk stepped forward quickly and threw a combination of punches. Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised, because the two punches were very heavy and caused pain in his arm bones.
Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that he was overconfident and could not defeat Mo Xigan with his own strength.
Mohawk made a circle with force and hit Fang Zhicheng in the stomach. The acid water in Fang Zhicheng's stomach came out, but the fierceness in his bones also came up, and he hit Mohawk hard with his head. Mohawk
Xi Gan howled in pain, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, he covered his head and howled in pain.
Fang Zhicheng's head attack also made him dizzy. At this time, there was movement next to him. A figure flashed, and a blonde girl flew out. Her strong figure flashed, and she pushed the mohawk down.
land.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little late, boss." Seeing that Henry had controlled his short hair, the blonde Annie said with a smile on her face and apologetically.
Fang Zhicheng glared at Annie angrily, touched his forehead, and sighed: "React faster next time." After speaking, he rubbed his forehead and took a breath. He felt that Annie delayed it for a while, otherwise
, there is no need for you to get hurt.
Seeing that a black man was holding him down, Short-term Hair said, "Nigger, let me go, or I'll kill you!"
Henry hated what others said the most. He slapped him in the face with the handle, and said in fluent Chinese: "Hit your sister!"
With his short-cropped head resting on one side, Henry's slap was so powerful that it knocked him out.
Fang Zhicheng sighed. In fact, what happened today had nothing to do with him, but after all, he had a relationship with Miao Daier, so he still helped.
Fang Zhicheng saw Miao Dai'er squatting on the ground, covering her face and crying, and sighed: "The matter is settled, you should go home quickly."
Miao Dai'er raised her head, her heavy makeup stained with tears, and said, "I won't be grateful to you."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and sighed, "Just think I'm being sentimental."