(Update 6 of 11, special thanks to the book friend for the 10,000 reward!)
While driving on the airport expressway, Fang Zhicheng kept thinking about a question. He could not understand why such a beautiful woman as Du Xi hated men but liked women.
Du Xi is a recognized beauty. Her career as a star has given her a mysterious beauty. Anyone will be curious about the charming scene if such a public figure can lie under her body. Fang Zhicheng is no exception, and occasionally he will
Try to think about it...but the truth is extremely cruel. Du Xi's sexual orientation is abnormal and he hates men.
"Could she be faking everything? Many homosexuals are bisexual. They like the same sex. In fact, deep down they like the opposite sex." Fang Zhicheng became more and more complicated as he thought about it. "Read some books on this subject when you have time.
, to see if it can activate her inner desire for the opposite sex..."
"XX's..." The car in front did not turn on the turn signal and suddenly changed lanes. Fang Zhicheng, whose thoughts were racing, was surprised. He quickly stopped the car, cursed silently in his heart, and skillfully turned
He turned the steering wheel, applied the accelerator to overtake the car, and then drove seriously.
Because of his car, Fang Zhicheng has been through the gates of hell several times. He has been wandering around on the edge of the gates of hell for a long time, so he has developed a pair of courage and a very tough driving style.
Returning to the city center from the airport, Fang Zhicheng did not go back to Hanzhou directly, but came to the provincial headquarters of Hua Xia Bank. He had made an appointment with Wenfeng in advance and wanted to talk about whether the central bank could give Xiaguang District a certain amount of loans.
Fang Zhicheng had been here once, so he was familiar with it. He reported his name in the secretary's office next to the president. The secretary went in and informed Fang Zhicheng first, and then led Fang Zhicheng over.
After all, the biggest problem Fang Zhicheng encounters at work now is that the investment environment in Xiaguang District is not competitive enough. The quality of the investment environment is like farmland. If the soil is not fertile enough and the fertilizer is not sufficient, how can the yield per mu be increased?
The municipal party committee has not passed a new investment policy, so Fang Zhicheng must mediate in many aspects and enrich the existing investment environment through his own efforts. Although Dongtai Investment Service Company has already donated blood to small and medium-sized enterprises in Xiaguang District, it wants to
If large enterprises settle in, small and medium-sized enterprises can obtain a steady flow of funds, but they have to find another way, and banking policy is a good choice.
Winter has not completely passed yet. The air conditioner is on in the office, and the temperature inside is a bit high. Wenfeng opens his coat, revealing the white bottoming shirt underneath. A silver platinum necklace hangs around his snow-white neck. Some people say that it can be read through the neck lines.
Despite her actual age, Wenfeng's neck is as white as ice without any wrinkles. Because she is a little thin, her jade-like collarbones are slightly exposed. In addition, her bottoming shirt is slightly low, exposing a large area of white skin on her chest.
Fang Zhicheng took one look and didn't dare to look again. He sat on the sofa and waited for a while. Wenfeng handed the corrected document to the secretary and explained a few words at the same time. Then he sat opposite Fang Zhicheng and said with a smile: "Zhicheng
, long time no see. You said you would come as a guest during the Chinese New Year, but Lao Song was delayed in Yanjing, so the trip was not possible. In fact, you can come home on weekends, and Lao Song and I often rest at home."
Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "I will definitely visit you when you have time, and please don't mind Mr. Wen then."
Wen Fengyu sat sideways with her legs crossed. She wore a knee-length black skirt on her lower body and flesh-colored stockings on her legs. This posture made her look very elegant. Knowing that Fang Zhicheng wanted to ask for something, Wenfeng took the initiative and said: "Zhi
Cheng, if you have anything to say, there is no need to hide it, we are not outsiders, how can I help you?"
Fang Zhicheng said: "President Wen, I think it's better to be fair. Xiaguang District is in a critical period of development due to the Qionghan City Integration Project. However, when the investment promotion department attracts foreign investment, its policies are obviously different.
However, there are several cities in the eastern part of Huainan, so I would like you to give me some instructions to open a green channel for loan financing for all enterprises in Xiaguang District in terms of bank loans."
Wenfeng clasped his hands together, frowned slightly, and said, "Zhicheng, you have posed a problem for me."
Huainan is divided into three parts: east, middle and west. East Huainan is close to the economic center Yunhai, so banks provide some preferential policies to enterprises in eastern Huainan to stimulate local economic development. This is a matter of course. If it is given to Xiaguang, a third- and fourth-tier city
It is obviously unreasonable to offer the same discount.
Fang Zhicheng said helplessly: "I am also helpless. The municipal party committee has not approved the new investment policy submitted by the district committee. I can only think of ways on my own to see if I can't find a way out from other aspects to provide some favorable conditions for investment.
"
Wenfeng nodded and said: "I will explain this matter to the relevant personnel to see if we can deal with it in a compromise. The provincial bank will not issue a special notice, but will communicate with the municipal and district banks and make a verbal commitment.
Provide green channels for Xiaguang enterprises within a certain period of time. However, the time will not be too long, only one year at most. You also know that the loan risks in third- and fourth-tier cities are far greater than those in first- and second-tier cities, so the conditions are also more stringent.
Be harsh."
Seeing Wenfeng say this, Fang Zhicheng breathed a sigh of relief. This was already a great support.
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "President Wen, I thank you on behalf of the more than 100,000 people in Xiaguang District."
Wenfeng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Zhicheng, you are too polite."
Then Fang Zhicheng and Wenfeng chatted about some recent developments. Fang Zhicheng could see that the relationship between her and Wendi Song had eased, at least it was not like strangers more than a year ago. The two of them lived under the same roof, although there was no basis for any relationship.
But slowly I accumulated some emotions.
Wenfeng said: "Lao Song has been worrying about the establishment of Qiongjin Metro Group recently. Hongda Group suddenly proposed to divest, but the Provincial Development and Reform Commission has a tough attitude. If Hongda Group divests, it will find a new partner, or even start from scratch.
If investors are introduced from outside the province, transportation will be separated from the urbanization project, and the project will have certain risks."
Fang Zhicheng frowned and said: "Transportation is a huge profit cake. Once it is officially opened, it will create billions of profits every year. The provincial railway group must be unwilling to give up this cake."
Wenfeng nodded and said: "Everyone knows that this goes against the spirit of the Qionghan City Integration Project, but it still goes against the spirit."
Fang Zhicheng showed a look of disappointment on his face and said: "There is no good solution to this matter. It can only depend on the provincial party committee level, who can convince whom. Now Secretary Wen is probably in a confused mind and doesn't know what the matter is.
How to deal with it.”
Unknowingly, it was already noon, and Fang Zhicheng tried to invite: "President Wen, you have been a big help today. Can I invite you to have dinner alone at noon?"
Wenfeng had a good impression of Fang Zhicheng. She was still impressed by the last time Fang Zhicheng went shopping with her, so she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll have dinner with you, but I'll be the host." Then she called the secretary's office
I made a phone call and asked my secretary to book a place to eat.
Fang Zhicheng followed Wenfeng to the dining place. It was a book bar-style restaurant with various books displayed everywhere. There were many guests in the restaurant, but the environment was unusually quiet. Wenfeng whispered: "I usually like to come here
Eat here, and after eating, read a book for a while and relax your body and mind."
After that, Wenfeng came to a place and took out a book from the bookshelf. Fang Zhicheng realized that this was where Wenfeng usually sat, and that the book was also placed here by Wenfeng not long ago.
Fang Zhicheng nodded and smiled: "It's a very interesting place."
Wenfeng whispered: "Let me tell you secretly, this is a secret garden of mine. Only the secretary knows that I often hang out here. On weekends, I will also come here to kill time."
Fang Zhicheng smiled and said: "It is my honor to share President Wen's secret."
Wenfeng's gaze drifted toward the window and suddenly sighed: "There are not many people I can share with."
Fang Zhicheng knew what Wenfeng meant. In Wenfeng's position, there were not many friends who could speak their minds. The reason why Fang Zhicheng was unprepared was mainly because Fang Zhicheng was Song Wendi's confidant and supporter.
Having experienced many things before, Wenfeng knew that Fang Zhicheng was a person who could keep secrets.
Fang Zhicheng suddenly remembered something and said: "President Wen, since you shared a secret with me, let me share a secret with you. The Su family... I already know it."
Wenfeng was slightly startled. Last year, Fang Zhicheng asked her to investigate the remittance address, and she found out that it was the Fang family, but in the end she chose to persuade Fang Zhicheng not to investigate further.
Wenfeng has always been curious in his heart, what is the relationship between the Su family and Fang Zhicheng, and why do they support his mother?
Wenfeng's face showed a little solemnity and he said calmly: "I've probably been holding this in your mind for a long time. You might as well tell me. I'm willing to listen."
There were some things that Fang Zhicheng had been hiding in his heart for a long time. He didn't tell anyone about it, but when facing Wenfeng, he opened his heart. Maybe he could smell a hint of maternal feeling in this woman.
After listening to everything Fang Zhicheng said, Wenfeng remained as calm as ever. She was not surprised or expressed any emotions. She sighed softly and said: "Zhicheng, now that I have heard your story, I naturally want to give you a
Suggestion. Of course, this is just a suggestion. Others cannot replace your own thoughts. I think that although the Su family abandoned you, your biological mother is innocent. If you want to stay away from the Su family, the premise is that you cannot hurt your biological mother.
"
Although Wenfeng didn't say a lot of truth, she gave Fang Zhicheng an answer from an objective perspective. Mother and son are connected. Although the Su family is sorry for Fang Zhicheng, Su Qing is innocent. You can hate the family, but you can't deny Su Qing
The fact that she is her own mother.
The knot hidden in Fang Zhicheng's heart was finally untied in an instant. Fang Zhicheng felt as if a big stone had been removed from his chest. He smiled and said softly: "I know what to do."