After ending the call with Meng Hu, there were several missed calls on his phone, which were the calls that had been blocked during the call. Fang Zhicheng glanced at the number, frowned, and was hesitating whether to call back, when the call came again.
Come in.
Fang Zhicheng took a breath and said, "Hello, Wen Ling!"
She has not been in contact with Wen Ling for a while. Recalling the last time they met, Fang Zhicheng had already put the words in place, and she should know what to do.
If a person is too good, he will face all kinds of temptations. Wen Ling's character is like looking at the mountains. When he sees Fang Zhicheng, who is better than Qin Lang, he will naturally climb up.
Wen Ling chuckled a little exaggeratedly and said, "Brother-in-law, I thought you were ignoring me."
Fang Zhicheng pretended to be surprised and responded: "Why would I ignore you? You called me so many times in a hurry. Is there anything wrong?"
Wen Ling said "hmm" and said, "I'm going to Yanjing on a business trip next week and I'm not familiar with the place, so I wanted to ask you if you have time..."
Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that Wen Ling was still pestering him after not seeing each other for many years. He sighed and interrupted: "Yu Ming happens to be in Yanjing these days. Let her pick you up then."
Wen Ling paused and said, "Brother-in-law, you don't understand what I mean. I'm here to see you this time."
Fang Zhicheng did not expect Wen Ling to be so bold, and frowned: "Wen Ling, I made it very clear to you back then that it was impossible for us to do it. If I take this step, how will I face Qin Lang and Yu Ming?
"
Wen Ling let out a sigh, glanced at Qin Lang who didn't know what was going on, chuckled twice, and said to cover up: "Brother-in-law, you misunderstood. I don't mean to do anything to you. Tell the truth, the city gave me an order
I received an instruction to make money from the department, and I must obtain a national-level project. I don’t know why the leader knew about my relationship with you, so he handed over the important task to me. I can only shamelessly beg you!
"
Fang Zhicheng felt a little embarrassed when he heard Wen Ling's explanation. Recalling his tone just now, it sounded like he was being sentimental. Wen Ling had expressed very ambiguous signals to himself back then, but after so many years, Wen Ling also had
My son, Qin Lang's development is also good. Now he is a division-level cadre with an unlimited future. The little care he had at the beginning should have faded away.
Wen Ling had just passed the lactation period. After returning to the workplace, she wanted to pursue advancement as always, so she naturally hoped to do her job well. Before, Qin Lang sent Fang Zhicheng two text messages, asking him to help take care of Wen Ling's work.
Fang Zhicheng simply replied, because he had some bad opinions about Wen Ling, so he deliberately did not deal with the matter.
Today's call suited Wen Ling's personality. Since Fang Zhicheng was unwilling to help her, she had to take the initiative and dial Fang Zhicheng's number.
Fang Zhicheng was silent for a moment and sighed: "Hanzhou is a place where I once worked. I have feelings for it. Since Hanzhou needs development and changes, as a former cadre, it is natural for me to provide support."
Seeing what Fang Zhicheng said, Wen Ling smiled happily and said, "Brother-in-law, let's meet in a few days!"
After hanging up the phone from Fang Zhicheng, Wen Ling glanced at Qin Lang with disdain and said displeasedly: "Why is it so difficult to ask you to do something? We are all a family, why should we send a text message? Just call us, that's fine.
?"
Qin Lang smiled awkwardly and said: "My brother-in-law has a high position and is busy at work. Calling him would disturb him, so I sent a text message, and he responded to me afterwards."
Wen Ling rolled her eyes at Qin Lang and said: "You are already a division-level director after all. You are always shouting and drinking, and you are so majestic. How come you turned into a coward when you saw your brother-in-law?"
Qin Lang let out a long sigh and said, "I don't know why. I sweat when I see my brother-in-law. My tongue gets tied when talking to him. If it lasts for a long time, my brain will become sluggish."
Qin Lang originally thought that as he grew older, his fear of Fang Zhicheng would get better, but this fear became more serious with age.
The few exchanges he had with Fang Zhicheng made Qin Lang feel like he had experienced a hellish torture. It was clear that Fang Zhicheng behaved very gently from beginning to end, but Qin Lang always felt that Fang Zhicheng was scary.
Wen Ling laughed out loud, stretched out a jade finger, flicked Qin Lang's forehead hard, and said: "You have a mental illness called brother-in-law phobia!"
Qin Lang rubbed his forehead and said angrily: "Even when I'm facing the mayor and the secretary of the municipal party committee, I'm not that nervous. I really need to find a chance to see a psychiatrist when I have time."
Wen Ling lowered his voice and said: "Qin Lang, this is an opportunity for me. Now the municipal party committee is preparing to renew the candidates for the Beijing Office, and I am ready to seize the opportunity to develop in the Beijing Office."
Qin Lang was a little unhappy and said in a low voice: "This is not good, okay, the child is still so young, you go to Yanjing, and I work in Hanzhou!"
"The child has been weaned. Your parents can help take care of it. It doesn't matter whether you have me or not." Wen Ling chuckled twice and continued, "Going to the Beijing Office is just an excuse for you to transfer to Yanjing.
Your job in Hanzhou is going well, but the level is still a bit too low. Why don't you go to the capital while you're young to have a try? If I go to the Beijing Office, you can say a few soft words to your sister and ask your brother-in-law to transfer you to
When Yan Jing goes to work, it is just a matter of convenience."
Qin Lang's eyes widened, obviously he didn't expect Wen Ling to have such a calculation in his mind, but he still hesitated and asked: "Will it make it difficult for my brother-in-law?"
Wen Ling shook her slender fingers and said: "What kind of person is my brother-in-law now? Even when Secretary Zang sees him, he has to respect him. When Secretary Zang was the deputy mayor, my brother-in-law was still the secretary of the district committee, and now even though he has the same rank,
The same thing, but in fact, brother-in-law can go faster and further than Secretary Zang. With his ability, it would be a piece of cake for him to arrange a position for you."
Qin Lang's ears softened. Hearing Wen Ling's words, he agreed: "Brother-in-law wants to give me a position in Yanjing. It is indeed not difficult. It's just that my work in Hanzhou is just starting, and I'm ready to do a big job!"
Wen Ling rolled her eyes at Qin Lang and said angrily: "You have been in the official career for so many years, haven't you seen it through? Political achievements are important, but they are not important. The key is to follow the right people and stand in the right team. You have long been marked as a brother-in-law.
, but if I hadn’t followed my brother-in-law, I might have been marginalized in the future.”
Qin Lang seems to be flexible, but he is still a bit short-sighted in strategy. Perhaps because he is afraid of Fang Zhicheng, he has never thought about embracing Fang Zhicheng and taking advantage of Fang Zhicheng to take a few more steps.
Qin Lang and Fang Zhicheng have a close relationship through Qin Yuming, but in Fang Zhicheng's camp, Qin Lang is only a peripheral member. With Fang Zhicheng's influence, Qin Lang has established a foothold in Hanzhou, but if he does not follow Fang Zhicheng
If Cheng continues to get closer, I'm afraid there will still be bottlenecks in the future.
The best way is to follow Fang Zhicheng's footsteps closely. Wherever he is, Qin Lang will follow him. Don't feel embarrassed. This is the true meaning of being an official and learning to embrace your thighs.
Qin Lang nodded. It had to be said that Wen Ling saw more clearly than Qin Lang in some aspects, and said with emotion: "One word woke up the dreamer. Wife, why are you so powerful?"
Wen Ling stood up and twisted her waist. After the lactation period, Wen Ling lost twenty pounds in one month and returned to a girl-like figure. She rolled her face at Qin Lang and said, "If I were a
A man must have a better life than you. Unfortunately, I am a woman, and my two years of pregnancy have been basically wasted. If I want to catch up, I can't catch up with you."
Qin Lang showed emotion on his face, walked up to Wen Ling, gently held her waist, kissed her temples, and said: "Wife, I will definitely be good to you and make Qiuqiu live a happy life.
days."
Wen Ling nodded and sighed: "Why should I go to the Beijing Office? If I work in an agency, but you and I both get a dead salary, how can our living standards be improved? You can't just ask your sister for money when you are short of money, right? Liaison Office in Beijing
The office is an oil and water department, and after I go there, I can also add some income to the family."
Qin Lang's face turned red and white for a while, and he said: "Sister is so rich, so she should help us. As for making money, you'd better not risk it. If something goes wrong then, it will be bad."
Wen Ling had his own plan in mind. He knew that Qin Lang was timid. Although he was already the director of commerce, he was still a human being and always returned the gifts he sent to his door. Wen Ling didn't look down on those trivial gifts. If
If I go to the Liaison Office in Beijing and do well enough, then it won’t be such a small amount of money anymore.
Wen Ling knew that if she continued to pursue an official career now, she might not be as good as her husband, so she thought about taking a road that was both official and business, and using her power to gain some wealth was another kind of success.
After Qin Lang warmed up for a while, Wen Ling found an excuse to hide in the bathroom and sit on the white porcelain toilet. Wen Ling suddenly felt itchy in her lower body. She clicked on her phone and found the recording of the call she had just made with Fang Zhicheng, pressing it.
After listening to it once, I stretched out my hand to touch the red and tender part, rubbed it gently twice, and the liquid gushed out.
Women's desire to breastfeed is relatively low, and Wen Ling and Qin Lang's married life in the past year or so has been extremely dull. Now Fang Zhicheng's gentle and magnetic voice, like an electric shock, suddenly hit her deep in the soul.
Everywhere, a trickle of water gathered into a monstrous flood. Wen Ling covered his mouth with the phone with one hand and shook it. The vent from the heart rushed back and forth in the closed space...
Dong Dong Dong, Qin Lang knocked on the door and said: "My stomach hurts a little!"
Wen Ling was like mud. She slowly supported her body and glanced at her phone. The screen was all covered with sticky saliva. She had been in the bathroom for half an hour, and there was a pool of oily water on the floor. She took out a tissue.
I wiped it first, then wiped it haphazardly on the floor, threw it in the basket, and walked out of the bathroom in a panic.