Chapter 61 Three years later, see your good fortune
"Zhicheng, put your hands down and let's have a good chat." Zhao Qingya stretched out her jade hand and pulled Fang Zhicheng's wrist hard, her chest crawling with excitement. Seeing that Fang Zhicheng refused to cooperate, she moved her delicate body to the door.
He leaned back and put his hand against the edge of the door, twisting his delicate body, trying to use his strength to push Fang Zhicheng open.
Fang Zhicheng was so excited that his mouth and nose were filled with the aroma of shower gel. When he came into contact with Zhao Qingya's soft body, a numbing smell flowed through his brain, like an electric shock, making him forget everything.
"Ah..." Fang Zhicheng woke up from the excitement. He suddenly cried out in pain as if his fingers were torn apart. Immediately, his legs softened, his center of gravity leaned forward, and he turned forward, drawing a beautiful arc.
It crashed onto the wooden floor.
"Oh, my small waist!" Fang Zhicheng rubbed his spine and couldn't move for a long time. He stared at the chandelier on the ceiling dejectedly, gasping and wondering why he was so stupid. Didn't he remember that Zhao Qingya was
Lian Jiazi, how can I get close to her with my three-legged cat skills?
Seeing Fang Zhicheng's deflated look, Zhao Qingya laughed proudly, then sat down on Fang Zhicheng's chest, almost killing the breath he had finally managed to catch.
"You know how powerful you are now, you brat!" Zhao Qingya stretched out her right thumb and index finger, pinched Fang Zhicheng's left cheek hard, and said angrily, "You are quite courageous, don't you know that you can't touch a woman's waist casually?
?”
Fang Zhicheng said angrily: "Now I know that a woman's waist is like a tiger's butt, you can't touch it!"
Zhao Qingya laughed and scolded angrily: "You are so arrogant, how can you make such a vulgar analogy?"
Fang Zhicheng found that resistance had no effect, so he simply spread his hands, his whole body turned into the character "太", and sighed helplessly: "Sister Ya, how long are you going to sit here?"
Zhao Qingya held her chin and said cutely: "The human flesh cushion is very comfortable. When I get tired of sitting, I will naturally let you go."
"You can't fart, can you?" Fang Zhicheng suddenly asked, "If you fart at such a close distance, I will be poisoned."
"Can you speak human language?" Zhao Qingya's face turned red and she threatened in a low voice, "I didn't expect your mouth to be so mean. I originally planned to spare you, but now it seems that I have to torture you some more."
Zhao Qingya has a slender figure and weighs about 100 kilograms. Sitting on Fang Zhicheng like this actually did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, it made him feel warm and soft in his chest.
Fang Zhicheng looked down Zhao Qingya's body. Just now, during the struggle between the two, a button collapsed, so a large area of snow-white skin could be seen. Zhao Qingya also realized that something was wrong, and she subconsciously pinched it with her hands.
During that moment, he said angrily: "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, your eyeballs will be knocked out."
Fang Zhicheng smiled proudly and said, "As long as Sister Ya is willing, you can take out my heart."
Zhao Qingya sneered and said: "I thought you were quite honest at first, but now it seems that you are no different from ordinary men. They are all the same."
Fang Zhicheng pretended to be stupid and said curiously: "How can an ordinary man be as good as me? I am willing to be your meat pad."
Zhao Qingya blushed, sighed, and said scornfully: "You really know how to put money on yourself. He is obviously a useless guy who can't beat a woman. He is so shameless!"
"Do you really think I can't beat you?" Fang Zhicheng asked enigmatically.
"It's obvious." Zhao Qingya waved her pink fist, raised her delicate eyebrows, and said in a show of power.
"Then don't blame me for resorting to this tactic!" As Fang Zhicheng said, he suddenly arched his chest and used the force to throw Zhao Qingya high, then protected his chest and turned his right hand palm up.
The two of them kept talking nonsense. Zhao Qingya obviously didn't expect Fang Zhicheng's sneak attack. She didn't react in time to Fang Zhicheng's weird movements. Knowing that there was a strange tingling and numbing feeling under her body, she screamed and jumped to the side.
He opened his beautiful eyes, biting his red lips, looking at Fang Zhicheng coldly with shame, annoyance, anger, disdain, contempt, hatred and many other emotions on his face.
Fang Zhicheng, like a well-behaved cat, turned around, supported his chin with his left hand, and slapped the side of his leg with his right hand, and said proudly: "Sister Ya, how did I do that move just now?"
"Bitch!" Zhao Qingya commented shamelessly.
Fang Zhicheng sat upright, crossed his legs, scratched his head, showed a harmless expression, and explained with a smile: "How can a serf become a master if he doesn't use such cheap tricks?"
Zhao Qingya spat softly: "There are quite a few crooked and evil ideas. I was really blind before and I made a mistake with you."
Fang Zhicheng chuckled and said, "I was not like this before. It was because of you, Sister Ya, that led me to bad things."
"Bah, bah, bah!" Zhao Qingya said displeasedly, "Don't throw dirty water!" After saying this, she shook her body like a weak willow and turned around to leave the bedroom.
Fang Zhicheng stood up, rubbed his spine, and thought to himself that he was too arrogant just now. He dared to act so boldly and wanted to eat Zhao Qingya's tofu regardless of life or death. He was undoubtedly obsessed with sex. He had seen Zhao Qingya empty-handed with his own eyes.
He goes to the sword and beats the evil man with all his strength. It is natural that he can deal with a scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken.
Fang Zhicheng did a few stretching movements, and the pain on his body eased slightly. Then he came to the living room and found that Zhao Qingya was nowhere to be seen. He saw that the door of the study room was closed. Realizing that Zhao Qingya was hiding inside, he could only helplessly
Sighed.
At about half past ten, Zhao Qingya pushed open the study door and saw Fang Zhicheng eating grapes and watching TV in the living room with his legs crossed. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying softly: "Someone will come over for lunch. How are you cooking?
, If it doesn’t work, then I will ask the secretary to arrange hotel reservations.”
Fang Zhicheng snapped his fingers and said confidently: "Don't worry, if it doesn't taste good, you will eat me when the time comes."
"You talk too much!" Zhao Qingya threatened nakedly, "If it doesn't taste good, I will throw you twenty times."
Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but shuddered when he thought of the pain in his spine.
At around half past eleven, Fang Zhicheng prepared lunch, stir-fried hot and sour potato shreds, cold cucumber, perilla pickled pepper crucian carp, salt-fried pork and seaweed egg soup. Zhao Qingya tasted each dish in advance, and Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but
I looked at him with a different eye because I didn’t expect Fang Zhicheng’s cooking skills to be good.
Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, Zhao Qingya opened the door, and a hearty laughter came, "Xiaoya, I didn't expect you would take the initiative to invite me to dinner?"
Zhao Qingya helped the tall man get a pair of clean slippers, and said with a faint smile: "The main thing is that I am not good at cooking, so I am helpless. There happens to be a good cook at home today, so I will lend you flowers to offer to Buddha and give you a good meal."
The tall man stepped into the restaurant, glanced at Fang Zhicheng who was wearing an apron and glanced lightly. His face turned gloomy for a while, and then he smiled and said, "Are you Fang Zhicheng?"
Fang Zhicheng reacted very quickly. From the similarities between his eyebrows and Zhao Qingya's, he vaguely guessed that this was Zhao Qingya's brother Zhao Guoyi, and said softly: "Governor Zhao, hello!"
Although Zhao Qingya never mentioned her eldest brother's name to Fang Zhicheng, Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but be curious and searched privately. The person in front of him was the youngest deputy ministerial-level cadre with real power in Huainan Province, Executive Vice Governor Zhao Guoyi.
However, compared with the resume photos on the Internet, Zhao Guoyi looks much older, especially his gray hair. It is not clear whether it is because of too much mental effort or because it was dyed intentionally.
Fang Zhicheng glanced at Zhao Qingya with deep thoughts, only to see that she was calm and indifferent, and did not make eye contact with him at all. Although he thought that Zhao Qingya would one day take the initiative to introduce Zhao Guoyi to him, he did not expect that the opportunity would come so suddenly.
What an honor it is to have a casual meal with the Executive Vice Governor?
Fang Zhicheng's current level is only deputy section level. If he develops normally, he will most likely never be able to say a word to Zhao Guoyi for the rest of his life. How can he talk about sitting at the same table to eat?
Zhao Qingya took out a bottle of Feitian Moutai from the storage room and said with a smile: "Today is the weekend, Governor Zhao might as well have a drink to enjoy himself."
Zhao Guoyi pointed at Fang Zhicheng, smiled, and sighed: "Today I am taking advantage of you, Xiaofang. In the past, she was the most opposed to my drinking."
Zhao Qingya shook her head and denied, "That means you are not allowed to drink outside. When have you been stopped at home?"
Zhao Guoyi placed three seven-cent wine glasses in front of Zhao Qingya and said softly: "In this case, I will completely get rid of my alcohol addiction today."
In Fang Zhicheng's impression, Zhao Guoyi is a young and powerful deputy governor. Because of his many innovative development ideas, Huainan Province has gained momentum in recent years, especially the small and medium-sized enterprises, which have become a national benchmark. Zhao Guoyi is deeply loved by
A group of young officials have been most severely affected by the reform and opening up, so they are decisive in dealing with problems. Compared with those old-school officials, their style of conduct is more capable and slightly radical.
What makes Fang Zhicheng feel a little uneasy is that Zhao Guoyi and his boss Song Wendi are in two different factions. Song Wendi's camp is an old-school official headed by the secretary of the provincial party committee, while Zhao Guoyi was slowly cultivated by the governor Bu Yiren.
A young cadre. But on second thought, Fang Zhicheng secretly thought that he was too nervous. For Zhao Guoyi, he obviously would not take him, a fledgling officialdom recruit, seriously.
Zhao Guoyi drank about two taels, showed a little drunkenness, and said with a smile: "Xiao Fang, have you considered coming to Qiongjin for development? Although Yinzhou has developed well in the past few years, the situation is still a little small after all."
Fang Zhicheng was slightly startled and glanced at Zhao Guoyi. His eyes were still clear, and he knew that he was not drunk. He declined politely: "I feel that I don't have enough work experience now. I still need to calm down and study. The current position is a good platform."
Of course, what’s more important is that I earned my current position by relying on my own abilities and working hard. Although I know that Qiongjin may be able to give me a better platform, I still feel reluctant to give it up. Perhaps, this is in the eyes of Governor Zhao.
, I am too childish."
Zhao Guoyi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Since you have a choice, I won't force you. It's a pity that Qingya will be disappointed."
Fang Zhicheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Qingya, realizing that today's lunch meal was carefully planned by Zhao Qingya, hoping that his eldest brother could help Fang Zhicheng and transfer him to Yinzhou.
Fang Zhicheng knew that the opportunity was rare, but there were so many things in Yinzhou that he couldn't let go of, so how could he leave so easily?
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "Governor Zhao, I have only entered the officialdom not long ago, and I haven't made any achievements yet. Can I wait until one day? I feel I have enough confidence to come back to Qiongjin... It can be said that only when your wings are hard can you fly.
Got higher..."
Zhao Guoyi was startled for a moment and said with a smile: "You are quite smart, you are waiting for me here. I promise you, after three years, depending on how you are doing, we will sit down and chat again."