In Yinzhou Airport, a group of fashionable girls wearing blue and white stewardess uniforms walked out of the station quickly. The stewardesses walked in groups of three and two, turning sideways and whispering to their colleagues around them from time to time, creating a beautiful scenery.
.There was a pretty and charming woman walking in the middle. Her eyes glanced at the crowd from time to time, and finally locked on a target, waved her arms gently, and ran over in small steps.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Ye Meizi emerged from the crowd of stewardesses and whispered to Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said with a smile: "Waiting for a beautiful woman is a happy thing."
I have to say that Ye Meizi is extremely eye-catching in this stewardess uniform because the weather outside is a bit cold. She is wearing a coat. The coat is open, revealing the white collar underneath and the pink earlobes on both sides of her snow-white pretty face.
Decorated with two golden earrings, her long hair was coiled on top of her head, mostly covered by a stewardess hat.
Ye Meizi came to Yinzhou to celebrate the New Year. Although the Ye family's ancestral business was in Yinzhou, there are not many direct relatives living here now. They gather in Yinzhou every year for the New Year, but Ye Meizi's flight back to Yinzhou is still some time away from the Spring Festival.
, and Ye Qingrou was in Yunhai again, so Fang Zhicheng was entrusted by Ye Qingrou and became the receptionist.
Fang Zhicheng did not reject Ye Meizi, a beautiful stewardess, and readily agreed. He looked at Ye Meizi's outfit up and down, his eyes were clear and without any impurities, and he reminded with a smile: "It will be very cold outside, I'm afraid you won't be able to wear such a small amount.
Woolen cloth……"
Ye Meizi nodded, smiled sweetly, wrapped her coat tightly, and said with emotion: "Yes, the temperature has dropped a lot, but I didn't bring a lot of clothes."
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Ye Meizi's large trolley suitcase and said with a smile: "Then you are an incompetent stewardess."
"Oh?" Ye Meizi frowned and looked at Fang Zhicheng doubtfully.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "A competent stewardess not only needs to have a high level of professionalism, but also has rich work experience and an understanding of the weather when arriving in the city. This should be basic common sense, right?"
Ye Meizhi smiled and said with emotion: "Okay, I admit, I made a mistake this time."
At this time, a female colleague walked up to Ye Meizi and asked with a smile: "Xiaozi, is this your mysterious boyfriend? He hid it well enough, making us think you are still single.
."
Ye Meizi's cheeks were obviously red on both sides, and she explained: "Xia, don't be ridiculous, this is an ordinary friend of mine in Yinzhou."
The girl named Xia winked, waved her hand towards Ye Meizi, and said, "Who believes this? Then I won't bother you."
After Xia left, Ye Meizi said apologetically: "Sorry, please don't take what my colleague said just now to heart."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said, "We are so familiar, it doesn't hurt to be your boyfriend once."
Ye Meizi stared at Fang Zhicheng and said solemnly: "Next time you are not allowed to say such words. If Xiaorou hears it, it will be uncomfortable. Our family now knows about your relationship with Xiaorou.
From now on, you can never say such frivolous words to me or others."
Fang Zhicheng did not expect Ye Meizi to be so forthright, and secretly sighed that he had to be careful when talking to her in the future. He smiled, took the trolley box from Ye Meizi, and said: "Welcome to supervise!"
After sending Ye Meizi to Ye's house, the housekeeper, Uncle Gong, came out with a smile on his face and said, "Master Fang, thank you for bringing Miss Meizi back."
Fang Zhicheng shrugged and said with a wry smile: "This is an order given to me by Xiaorou, and I have to obey it."
Uncle Gong smiled and said, "Miss, I think you can represent her."
Fang Zhicheng thought of all the coquettish ways Ye Qingrou called him last night, suddenly realized, and sighed: "So this is the truth."
After lunch at Ye's house, Ye Mingjing returned home at about three o'clock and called Fang Zhicheng to the study. Fang Zhicheng looked at Ye Mingjing carefully and found that he had not seen him for about a year. He looked slightly older. He was originally moist and fair.
His skin is a little dull, but his eyes are still clear and sharp, as if they have a magical power that penetrates people's hearts.
The two sat around the coffee table. Fang Zhicheng took on the responsibility of making tea. Ye Mingjing took off his gold-rimmed glasses, wiped them carefully with a cloth, put them back on his nose, and said in a deep voice: "The wind direction in Huainan is about to change.
Bar?"
Ye Mingjing's words seemed to be asking himself, but in fact they had a certain tone. Fang Zhicheng realized that Ye Mingjing was reminding himself. He smiled lightly and asked: "Mr. Ye, is there something in your words?"
The Ye family entered business as officials, and their grasp of the dynamics of officialdom far surpassed anyone else's.
Ye Mingjing shook his head and smiled: "Qiongjin has a lot of changes in officials now, and a large number of people will definitely be replaced after the Spring Festival. Although Yinzhou is a bit far away from Huainan, it won't be long before the aftermath will affect Yinzhou. After all, Yinzhou is now
The secretary of the municipal party committee is a deputy ministerial cadre, and he is expected to take advantage of this moment to go further."
Fang Zhicheng understood the meaning of Ye Mingjing's words. He was hinting that Wendi Song was leaving Yinzhou. The reason why Ye Mingjing said these words to him had other intentions, such as hoping to reach a consensus after he and Wendi Song left.
Song Wendi has been in Yinzhou officialdom for almost three years. Under his leadership, the entire Yinzhou has made a big leap forward in terms of economic momentum and social stability. More importantly, Song Wendi has successfully established a network of contacts in Yinzhou
Resource Network has become a strong leader who speaks the truth.
Second-in-command Zhang Guoxin has kept a low profile during the competition with Wendi Song, trying not to collide head-on with Wendi Song. But if Wendi Song leaves, will Zhang Guoxin still be able to maintain his composure? Obviously it is impossible.
Zhang Guoxin is the representative figure of the Ye family in Yinzhou. Ye Mingjing and Fang Zhicheng were sitting in the study today, making tea and chatting, probably for the first time to discuss the division of power in Yinzhou after Song Wendi left.
After Song Wendi left, the possibility that Zhang Guoxin would be qualified to serve as municipal party committee secretary was not very high. Because now the top leader in Yinzhou is already a senior deputy department official, and Zhang Guoxin is only a department-level cadre, still a big step away from that position.
But the administrative level does not completely represent power. If Song Wendi is willing to hand over some of his resources to Zhang Guoxin, it can be used as a bargaining chip for the Ye family after the municipal party committee secretary is replaced.
Fang Zhicheng smiled modestly and said: "I am just a deputy director-level cadre now, how can I think so long-term?"
Ye Mingjing took a deep look at Fang Zhicheng and said calmly: "You must think so long-term. Once the emperor and his ministers, if the new municipal party committee secretary takes office, you will be the first to be affected."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, pretending not to know, and said, "Why?"
Ye Mingjing did not continue to point out the point and said with a smile: "You have been in the officialdom for so long, I don't believe you can't figure this out."
Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Ye, you are kidding. I have only been working in the government for three years. What does this mean to those old people who have been around for twenty or thirty years?"
Ye Mingjing waved his hand and said: "One year, two years, three years... Time is just a series of numbers. Whether it lasts depends on the depth of the roots. The officialdom is divided into the outer circle and the inner circle. Some people will never be able to enter the inner circle in their lifetime.
, you can only play in circles on the outside, but you are different. Ever since you became the secretary of the municipal party committee, you have entered the inner circle. Compared with ordinary officials, both in terms of height and vision, you have to be far-sighted."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "Mr. Ye, you said so much, what exactly do you want me to do?"
Ye Mingjing smiled faintly and said: "When Secretary Wendi leaves Yinzhou, you need to have security in the municipal party committee. As the son-in-law of the Ye family, you can rest easy."
Fang Zhicheng was speechless and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Ye, is there something wrong with this matter? Xiaorou is still in school..."
Ye Mingjing waved his hand and said, "Do you know what political marriage is?"
Fang Zhicheng fell into deep thought and said after a long time: "This is unfair to Xiaorou!"
Ye Mingjing sighed softly: "You know what Xiaorou thinks about you, and she will not refuse. Of course, if you don't like Xiaorou and have no feelings for her, I will not push her to you."
Fang Zhicheng slowly raised his head and said with a wry smile: "But our relationship hasn't reached that point yet..."
Ye Mingjing shook his head and said: "I'm not forcing you, but I'm asking you to think carefully. Since you and Xiao Rou are in love, why don't you try to take a step forward? Of course, you can also look at it from another angle. You don't need to really
Marriage only requires an engagement ceremony to achieve the purpose of political marriage."
Fang Zhicheng took a breath and said with a bitter smile: "Mr. Ye, I finally know that Xiaorou has never been able to forgive you."
Ye Mingjing was slightly startled, with a slightly sullen look on his face. Ye Qingrou was the only destiny in his heart, "Xiao Fang, please be more sensible. My suggestions for you will be beneficial and harmless."
Fang Zhicheng stood up and refused solemnly: "Mr. Ye, I can understand what you mean. Just an engagement can make the Song family and the Ye family shake hands and make peace. But have you ever thought about what this means to Xiaorou?
, is the beginning of a nightmare. If she knows that this is just a political marriage, how will she view you and how will she view me?"
Ye Mingjing looked solemn and remained silent. After a long time, he slowly said: "You should think about it carefully. If you don't want to, no one can force you."
"I'm leaving first!" Fang Zhicheng turned around decisively and decided to leave.
Ye Mingjing leaned on the sofa, without changing his posture for a long time, as if he were a statue. Fang Zhicheng's attitude surprised him. However, there was no anger in his heart, and instead he slowly showed a slight smile, as if he was mocking himself.
He seemed to be pleased and said to himself, "Xiao Rou has a good taste!"