After Jin Feng left the study, Zheng Yue leaned lazily on the edge of the door, breathing hard with her delicate hands, and complained to Xia Xiang: "Do we have to stay up all night again tonight?"
Xia Xiang nodded and said with a smile: "You should rest first. I will go to bed when you are done with this."
Zheng Yue shook her head helplessly, turned around and entered the bedroom. Lying on the bed, she was bored and dialed Jin Feng's mobile phone number, "Xiao Feng, I miss you."
Jin Feng was startled and said in a deep voice: "Zheng Yue, don't be ridiculous!"
Zheng Yue curled her lips and said mockingly: "You are too timid, right? Mayor Xia is working in the study. This phone call between us is known to you and me."
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Jin Feng's mouth, and he whispered: "I have told you many times that Mayor Xia must not let Mayor Xia know about our relationship. You and I have maintained a tacit understanding for more than a year. Do you want to destroy it now?
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"I'm tired!" Zheng Yue stroked her bangs and complained, "The mayor's wife looks glamorous, but in fact she is boring. Lao Xia has not touched me for several months. The feeling of a woman alone in an empty room, you
Do you know what it feels like?"
Jin Feng knew that Zheng Yue had been resentful for a long time, and he advised in a deep voice: "You are really a greedy woman. We reached an agreement at the beginning, you will be the mayor's wife, and I will be your biggest support. Now you have got what you wanted, but you are greedy for other things."
Zheng Yue, let me remind you, don’t touch my bottom line. You know who I, Jin Feng, am better than anyone else, and if you want to blackmail me or bargain with me, you’ve found the wrong person."
Zheng Yue was originally just testing, but when he saw the ferocity in Jin Feng's words, he couldn't help but shuddered, covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Secretary Jin, I'm just joking with you. It's been so long.
First of all, didn’t I tell you every move of Lao Xia? Without me, would you be able to control Lao Xia so perfectly? "
Jin Feng said slowly: "Since you are self-aware, there is still a possibility for us to continue to cooperate."
Zheng Yue sighed resentfully and said softly: "Actually, I just want to chat with you and pass the time. After all, we have had a good relationship before, so there is no need for you to be so heartless, right?"
Jin Feng's expression changed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "I told you, that is a taboo and should never be mentioned again!"
Zheng Yue smiled proudly, "How about we do it again? I am also a human being and need to solve physical problems. After all, Lao Xia is older and cannot compare to you."
Jin Feng snorted softly, hung up the phone skillfully, and continued talking to Zheng Yue. He still didn't know what kind of madness this woman would get.
Zheng Yue is a chess piece that Jin Feng has buried next to Xia Xiang. As long as this chess piece is there, he is equivalent to placing his closest eyeliner next to Xia Xiang, who can control Xia Xiang's every move at any time.
Jin Feng is a very attentive person. He knows that Xia Xiang seems to value him and always agrees with his opinions, but he is just worried about the background behind him. If Xia Xiang wants to escape from the current environment, he must
He has to rely on external forces, and to him, he is just the rope to escape from the well.
Xia Xiang sat on the long table and moved the framed photo next to his notebook to his hand. The photo showed Xia Xiang and a young and beautiful girl. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Only when he saw his daughter could he feel the short-term warmth.
Xia Xiang thought about it for a while, then picked up the landline and dialed his daughter's phone number. His daughter Xia Ying was studying at Harvard University in the United States and had always been Xia Xiang's pride.
It's now 8:30 in the evening, which should be around 6 or 7 in the morning in the United States.
Xia Ying was running in the morning. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, smiled slightly and said, "Dad, it's so late, why don't you rest?"
Xia Xiang smiled gently and said: "There are still some documents to read. How are you doing recently?"
Xia Ying nodded and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'm in good health, and so is mom."
Xia Xiang was silent for a moment and asked softly: "Can you come back during the winter vacation this year?"
Xia Ying looked embarrassed and said apologetically: "I'm afraid I won't be able to come back during winter vacation. There is a club in school that I want to join."
Xia Xiang felt a little regretful and said understandingly: "Well, forget it, let's video chat when we have time. Long time no see, I miss you very much."
After hanging up the phone call to Xia Ying, Xia Xiang held his head and fell into painful emotions. Sometimes he would doubt himself. He really gave up a lot of things for the sake of his career. With his biological daughter and his married couple, he was far away from home.
Thousands of miles away, unable to enjoy the happiness of human relations, this kind of pain is difficult for ordinary people to accept.
Xia Xiang slowly raised his head, with determination in his eyes. He had already taken the first step, and he had no choice but to go on.
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In the early morning, Fang Zhicheng received a call from Zhao Qingya, asking him to spare all his time after get off work to accompany him to a banquet. Fang Zhicheng naturally agreed unconditionally. Zhao Qingya's kindness to him could not be repaid, even if she asked I have promised to you for the rest of my life, and I have to grit my teeth and do it without hesitation.
After going to work, Song Wendi was in a bad mood, correcting documents at a slower pace, and unprecedentedly tore up two documents of average quality, which made Fang Zhicheng so frightened that he dared not speak out. By the afternoon, Fang Zhicheng was insidious about the situation at his home.
Only then did Fang Zhicheng find out about the nanny Xiaoyan. It turned out that his wife Wenfeng suddenly came to Yinzhou last night. After communicating with Song Wendi, they had a conflict, which even alarmed the provincial party committee leaders.
Faced with Wenfeng's childish behavior, Wendi Song could not bear it, and even thought of divorce. However, Wenfeng and Wendi Song were both in the officialdom. If they divorced suddenly, it would most likely attract criticism, including from the leaders of the provincial party committee.
I can’t agree, I hope Wendi Song can calm down.
Fang Zhicheng has never met Wenfeng in person, but has only answered the phone. Judging from the tone of voice on the phone, she should be a woman with a strong personality and an extremely strong character.
Wendi Song is the city's top leader. Although she has a good temper and doesn't get angry easily, if Wenfeng's personality is too strong, conflicts will naturally arise.
Fang Zhicheng sighed softly, secretly thinking that every family has a hard-to-recite scripture. It is said that an upright official cannot handle household affairs. Although Song Wendi was invincible on the road to official career, when he encountered a mischievous parent, he was blindfolded.
The secretary of the Municipal Party Committee was in a bad mood, which affected the entire officialdom of Yinzhou City. When he was about to get off work, Song Wendi personally made a phone call and reprimanded the main persons in charge of the recent key follow-up projects of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee one by one. As a result, all levels of officials
The department was in a state of turmoil for a while.
Many people felt that Song Wendi's mood was not right, so they came to Fang Zhicheng to inquire about the news, but Fang Zhicheng cleverly changed the subject. After all, Song Wendi had a personal matter that affected his work, and Fang Zhicheng could not tell others the real reason.
Wouldn't it cause confusion to the leaders?
When he was about to get off work, Fang Zhicheng knocked on the door and walked in. He put a cup of milk tea and cake in his hand and said softly: "Boss, would you like some afternoon tea?"
Wendi Song raised her eyes and looked at the wall clock, and said calmly: "Isn't it often said that for good health, you can't eat sweets?"
Fang Zhicheng shook his head, opened the milk tea, handed the spoon over, and said with a smile: "Everything must be thought of dialectically and viewed from both sides. They say that eating sweets can help relieve stress. Boss, you are in a bad mood today and you are under too much pressure.
So eating some sweets is more beneficial to your health."
Wendi Song smiled, took the spoon and took a few bites of the cake. Wendi Song actually likes sweets, but in recent years, due to high work pressure and high blood pressure, he rarely eats sweets. Seeing Wendi Song accepting his suggestion,
Fang Zhicheng smiled slightly, then turned and left the back room. After about ten minutes, he walked in and tidied his desk. Wendi Song nodded with satisfaction and said: "The cake tastes good, sweet but not greasy, and I feel much more relaxed.
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"That's good. If the boss is happy, I'm happy too." Fang Zhicheng said shamelessly.
Wendi Song suddenly sighed and said with a wry smile: "Zhicheng, do you think marriage is more important, or career?"
"This topic is difficult to answer." Fang Zhicheng looked embarrassed, "After all, I haven't gotten married yet, and my understanding of marriage is not thorough enough."
Wendi Song nodded and encouraged: "You tell me your opinion, we just have a casual chat."
Fang Zhicheng thought of Qin Yuming's marriage and said pessimistically: "Many people say that marriage is a shackles, a tomb of love, and a besieged city. Everyone thinks so, and I think it must be reasonable."
Wendi Song pointed at Fang Zhicheng and laughed and scolded: "You speak tactfully, and you still beat around the bush with me."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and added with a smile: "One day, a hundred days of kindness, marriage can make two people with unrelated blood become the most intimate people in the world, so I think it is a very important safety net.
Career and marriage will inevitably conflict occasionally, but I think they are not incapable of coexistence, especially since you and Mayor Wen are both people who attach great importance to career, which is the strongest alliance in the officialdom."
Wendi Song thought for a long time and nodded, "You're a good talker."
Fang Zhicheng laughed self-deprecatingly: "I only have theoretical knowledge, boss, you are laughing."
Wendi Song touched her chin and smiled: "Xiao Fang, you can find a friend to talk about love. You are a young man. If you are busy working all day, it will be a waste of time. When I first started working, my life was not like yours.
So monotonous..."
Fang Zhicheng nodded implicitly and cleaned the office. After Wendi Song went out, he closed the two doors and rode his bicycle to the hotel that Zhao Qingya had agreed to.
When he arrived at the hotel's private room, he suddenly realized that this was a public relations banquet. The banquet had not started yet, and people were arriving one after another. There were several people playing poker at the card table, and several people watching the game around him. Fang Zhicheng felt that those people looked familiar.
, he has a good memory, he should be several officials from the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau and the Planning Bureau.
When Zhao Qingya saw Fang Zhicheng arriving, she took Fang Zhicheng's arm with a smile and introduced to several main officials. Those few people were quite impressed by Fang Zhicheng and quickly pulled Fang Zhicheng to chat.
Although Zhao Qingya has great skills and has an elder brother who is the executive deputy governor, most of these relationships are in the provincial capital. For officials of these municipal departments, it is far less shocking than Fang Zhicheng's status as secretary of the municipal party committee.