After Zhang Xiaoliang left, Fang Zhicheng stood on the balcony and opened the window and smoked a cigarette. The moonlight fell on the trees in the community, but it was mixed with the light of the street lights, making it appear hazy and vulnerable. Then, the lights flickered, and it was a car.
Driving into the community, I turned on the headlights and the strong light invaded, giving the community a touch of clarity.
After smoking a cigarette, Fang Zhicheng began to feel relaxed. He was truly relieved for a long time since arriving in Hanzhou.
The reason is simple. He finally no longer fights alone. After several months of careful deployment, he successfully established a line with Wan Heng in the city. As for the district government, he also arranged two important chess pieces, one
It's Zhang Xiaoliang, and the other is Cheng Hao.
Cheng Hao has a strong personality, and he is a man of the sky in ancient times. With such an innocent person as his assistant, Fang Zhicheng does not have too much to worry about. Moreover, Fang Zhicheng has observed Cheng Hao and these two people in Xiaguang District.
Agricultural development has been good this year, especially the ecological gardens in the west that are doing very well, such as strawberries, watermelons, grapes and other greenhouse fruits, which have formed a large scale and have a certain reputation.
As for Zhang Xiaoliang, he is a very complicated person. According to Fang Zhicheng’s observation, he is a very slippery person who is good at management. Judging from the two meetings, Zhang Xiaoliang is good at guessing his own meaning and getting along with such a person. Although
It's difficult to control him, but leaving some things to him is far more reliable than leaving it to Cheng Hao.
The two have very different personalities, but if used properly, they can bring unexpected benefits to Fang Zhicheng's control of Xiaguang District.
The next day, Fang Zhicheng returned to the community after morning exercise, and a familiar face ran towards him, but it was the Korean beauty Park Hyuna. She was wearing a white T-shirt and a white headband, and her hair was tied into a ball.
Ponytail.
"Good morning!" Park Hyuna greeted him proactively.
Fang Zhicheng secretly praised it. Regardless of whether Park Hyuna is artificial or not, this face is indeed flawless. It is like a heroine from a TV series, delicate and charming. Fang Zhicheng wiped his face with a towel.
He was sweating heavily and said with a smile: "It seems you didn't have a hangover last night. Otherwise, you might not be able to get up so early."
Park Hyuna's face turned red, she sniffed and said, "I also love to exercise, otherwise how can I stay in shape?"
Fang Zhicheng looked Park Hyuna up and down playfully for a while, and then said with a smile: "I heard that surgeries in Korea are very advanced now, such as liposuction and the like, which can make people's bodies look bumpy."
Park Hyuna was so angry that she stamped her feet and said angrily: "I didn't do those surgeries. As for my face, it's just micro plastic surgery. In Korea, micro plastic surgery is the most common, just like people need to see a doctor."
Fang Zhicheng found that Park Hyuna was quite innocent, and smiled: "I'm sorry, everyone has their own way of life, and I shouldn't interfere in your life."
Park Hyuna was not very angry when Fang Zhicheng questioned her about plastic surgery. This is because of the different living environment. Plastic surgery has become a very common thing in Korea. When everyone around you has had surgery, everyone will talk about it.
You won't feel embarrassed when talking about this topic.
Park Hyuna blinked her big beautiful eyes and smiled: "You have interfered a long time ago, so what's the use of apologizing? As compensation, why not accompany me for morning exercise?"
Fang Zhicheng was a little speechless and said with a wry smile: "But my morning exercise has just ended."
The corners of Park Hyuna's mouth turned up in a beautiful arc, and she smiled sweetly and said, "Let's see if you have the gentlemanly demeanor?"
After saying that, she started running briskly. Fang Zhicheng estimated the time and found that today's running speed was a bit too fast. There was still some time before work, so he started running behind her.
Park Hyuna looked back at Fang Zhicheng from time to time. What made her a little disappointed was that Fang Zhicheng's attention was not on her. She couldn't help but murmur in her heart, secretly wondering whether Fang Zhicheng really cared about her micro-plastic surgery, so
Not interested in yourself?
"What did you do in China?" After about ten minutes, Park Hyuna finally waited until Fang Zhicheng took the initiative to talk to her.
Park Hyuna said excitedly: "I am an international student. I came to China to learn the language on the one hand, and to accumulate materials on the other."
"Accumulate materials?" Fang Zhicheng became a little curious.
Park Hyuna nodded and smiled: "Actually, I am a screenwriter. I worked so hard in the first two years that I had no inspiration to write anything, so I came to China, preparing to change my living environment and write a novel.
A better work is coming.”
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled. He was still a little unfamiliar with the profession of screenwriter. However, in South Korea, the profession of screenwriter is very hot. In the past two years, Korean dramas have become popular throughout Asia, so the style of screenwriting is also popular in Korea.
Fang Zhicheng nodded, classifying Korean drama screenwriters as a type of writer, and said: "Creation does require experience and accumulation, but why do you want to come to China? The lifestyle here is probably not the same as South Korea."
Park Hyuna smiled shyly and said: "In recent years, many people in South Korea have set their sights on China, especially the Korean drama market. China occupies a large share. I came here to study because I want to understand the life preferences of Chinese people.
Only in this way can we write TV drama scripts that are more popular with Chinese people."
Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that Park Hyuna had told the truth. Over the years, the cooperation between South Korea and China has become increasingly close, especially when it comes to the introduction of TV dramas. China Central Television will broadcast foreign TV dramas every weekend.
, among which Korean dramas are the main introduced varieties.
It’s not that Fang Zhicheng doesn’t have a good impression of Korean dramas. This is an invasion of foreign culture. Just like some factions are wary of the invasion of American culture, when it rises to ideology, it needs to be carefully considered.
However, those are things that the top management needs to consider. Fang Zhicheng is still too far away. I have contacted Park Hyuna a few times and found that she is quite kind. As for those hangovers, I am afraid that this girl wants to try it.
All kinds of life and accumulation of materials.
Perhaps due to lack of physical strength, Park Hyuna only ran three or four kilometers before she became a little exhausted and out of breath. Seeing that it was getting late, Fang Zhicheng said: "Let's run back, I have to go to work later."
Park Hyuna looked Fang Zhicheng up and down and asked doubtfully: "Are you at work?"
Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that Park Hyuna probably thought that he was an unemployed vagrant, mainly because when they first met, he was wearing strange clothes, similar to a gangster hanging out on the streets.
Fang Zhicheng sniffed, put on a scoundrel look, and said with a smile, "No, I'm just messing around."
Park Hyuna stared at Fang Zhicheng's face carefully for a while, and became more and more sure that Fang Zhicheng should be the second generation of rich people. His family is very rich, so he has nothing to do. After all, the place they live in belongs to a high-end community in Hanzhou. If not
It is difficult for ordinary people to afford a house. Even if they rent a house, they must carefully consider the high rent.
Returning to the community and passing by the food stalls, Park Hyuna slowed down her pace and shouted, "I'm hungry."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled, then pretended to be crazy and said: "Since you are hungry, why don't you go eat?"
"But I didn't bring any money." Park Hyuna blinked her big eyes and said pitifully.
It has to be said that the lethality of this artificial beauty is not small. Fang Zhicheng's heart almost melted when he saw it. He reached into his pocket and found twenty yuan. He smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, I'll give it to you."
you eat."
Park Hyuna pursed her lips and smiled. She didn't know whether she was happy because she could eat free breakfast, or whether she felt that she had succeeded because she had blackmailed Fang Zhicheng for a meal.
Fang Zhicheng ordered a bowl of soy milk and a basket of steamed dumplings, while Park Hyuna ordered a bowl of rice noodles and two steamed buns. The way Park Hyuna ate was not pretty, but there was a naughty feeling that made people think she was eating.
It was so sweet that Fang Zhicheng suddenly had an illusion. Are Korean women so reserved and cute when eating? Park Hyuna noticed that Fang Zhicheng was staring at her, her face turned red and said, "Am I ugly when I eat?"
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, I feel very hungry after having breakfast with you."
Park Hyuna pouted, glared at Fang Zhicheng, buried her head, and continued to deal with the two buns.
After finishing breakfast in a hurry, Park Hyuna put down her chopsticks and said, "By the way, I don't know your name yet?"
Fang Zhicheng thought for a while and said, "My name is Zhong Yang."
Park Hyuna nodded and praised: "This name is really cool."
Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that he told Park Hyuna a white lie because the name Zhong Yang was quite personal. Fang Zhicheng didn't tell his real name, not because he was worried about getting into trouble, but because he felt
Sometimes life is not serious and a little joke is actually quite interesting.
Because of Park Hyuna's incident, Fang Zhicheng went to work a little late today. However, just because he ate a little, he accidentally broke something. Before entering the office, he heard Wu Yong speaking very loudly.
Di said to Shang Yan, "Small businessman, I have a draft of my speech here. It's still a first draft. I haven't shown it to my boss. Please take some time in the morning to read it for me."
Wu Yong's tone was a bit bossy, but Shang Yan didn't pay much attention to it and said with a smile: "I know, Brother Ang, I will correct it for you later."
Wu Yong sniffed and said: "After the changes are made, I will take another look and then show it to the boss."
Wu Yong's strategy was a bit clumsy. He was obviously letting Shang Yan do the work and he would enjoy the results himself.
Shang Yan smiled disapprovingly and said: "Of course, I'm not very good at writing, and I need you to check it, Brother Ang."
Wu Yong was flattered by Shang Yan, and he hummed with satisfaction, then held the tea cup and filled it with water. After getting up, he happened to see Fang Zhicheng entering the room, and he quickly stood up straight and said: "Good morning, boss!"
Fang Zhicheng saw the water in Wu Yong's cup spilling all over the floor, nodded, and then asked Shang Yan, "Xiao Shang, come in for a moment."
After Shang Yan entered the room, Wu Yong realized that the back of his left hand was burnt red, and secretly exclaimed, "It really hurts!"