When Fang Yiwei appeared in the old municipal party committee building, Fu Xiaori had already happily come out of the duty room. Seeing Fang Yiwei in a suit and leather shoes, he couldn't help but quip: "Yiwei, it's a good mix! Although his face was full of smiles, there were already crystal tears flashing in his eyes.

Fang Yiwei patted his head and said solemnly: "Get out of the way." ”

Fu Xiaori touched his sore head and smiled. Fang Yiwei didn't communicate with him more, and walked straight from the second floor to the secretary's office on the top floor. Suddenly seeing Fang Yiwei, the secretary was stunned, and then sent away the other guests in the office and beckoned Fang Yiwei to sit. He poured tea for Fang Yiwei and exchanged some family greetings with him, and then the two fell silent. The once tacit understanding of superiors and subordinates in the same room seems indescribably embarrassing.

"Secretary, I'm sorry. Finally, Fang Yiwei said apologetically.

The secretary looked at him happily, "What, are you willing to come back?"

"No, I'm sure I won't come back since I'm gone. ”

The secretary was extremely disappointed, and muttered: "After you left, I haven't been looking for a suitable secretary candidate, your original old section chief is old after all, you know that the secretary of the city senior official is a manual job, and it must be a young person." ”

"Fu Xiaori in the duty room is good, I can let the section chief take him for a while, I think he will definitely get started soon. "The reason why Fang Yiwei recommended Fu Xiaori was because of the brotherhood with Fu Xiaori. People who have been mixed in the system know that it is not easy for people in the system to be promoted, especially young people without any background, unless they are following the leader, the promotion speed is like a snail, and there is even no chance of promotion at all. Of course, the secretary's proposal to Fang Yiwei could not be adopted immediately, and in recent years, all kinds of personal relations and interest relations have entrusted him to bring up his descendants, although Fang Yiwei used to be his secretary, but after all, he is not his own son, how could he let a young man who does not know the bottom be his secretary because of his words or two? You must know that in officialdom, the secretary and the driver are the body cameras of the officials. All good and bad things, the secretary and the driver are all aware of it, which is why the officials give special preferential treatment to the secretary and the driver.

Fang Yiwei knew the secretary's concerns, and he said what he meant, "Secretary, this time I came back from Beijing with 200 million investment funds, you see how many unfinished buildings in the city need to continue to work, let someone contact me!" Fang Yiwei said and got up to say goodbye to the secretary.

The secretary was in a trance for a second, and finally understood Fang Yiwei's intention, and couldn't help but be overjoyed. He came back with a huge amount of money to invest in real estate, which is really a good thing. He hurriedly held Fang Yiwei's outstretched hand, his face was full of sunshine, and he was extremely excited, "Thank you, Yiwei, I will immediately tell the secretary department to transfer Fu Xiaori from the duty room." ”

"Thank you, Secretary. Fang Yiwei walked downstairs with light steps, and Fu Xiaori was standing at the door of the duty room with his hands on his chest, tilting his head slightly, looking at him expectantly. Seeing Fang Yiwei coming down the stairs, Fu Xiaori hurriedly trotted forward, holding his hands on his arms, and smiled: "Yiwei, are you going to go back to the municipal party committee office?"

Fang Yiwei exhaled lightly, glanced at Fu Xiaori meaningfully, and said in his heart: Xiaori, that's all my brother can help you with.

Seeing Fang Yiwei smiling deeply, Fu Xiaori's smile gradually faded, and he said: "Now looking at your suit, I know that you have returned to your ancestors and become a rich son, how can you come back to be that angry little secretary?"

Fang Yiwei raised his eyebrows, "What, do you think the secretary is angry?"

Fu Xiaori pursed his lips, "You yourself have been the secretary of a high-ranking city official, don't you have more say than me?" It is certain to be angry, but there will also be a good harvest! Like those of us who are on duty in the duty room, we can't ask for this kind of opportunity to be angry! The secretary of the senior city official has a bright future, and we can only watch the sunny future shed down the ......" Fu Xiaori had an envious and fascinated expression on his face when he said this.

Fang Yiwei saw it in his eyes, stretched out his hand and patted Fu Xiaori's shoulder, and said, "I have to leave in advance, if you turn around and call me if you are not on duty, it is still the same number." ”

"Oh, Yiwei, are you going to invite me to drink a little wine?" Fu Xiaori shouted at Fang Yiwei's back as he went down to the first floor.

"Eat a big meal!" Fang Yiwei turned around and glanced at Fu Xiaori with a hint of affection. Fu Xiaori's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he waved at him. Fang Yiwei nodded slightly with him and left the municipal party committee building. He had more important things to do, and that was to auction back the eight-foot gate No. 18.

The news of the auction of No. 18 Bachimen had been published in the newspaper, and when Fang Yiwei arrived at the auction house, he was told that No. 18 Bachimen had been auctioned, and the bidding price was twice the market price, which Fang Yiwei thought was incredible. Who would be so interested in an old house? Houses that have been seized and auctioned off by the courts are usually sold for less than the market price, and the bidding price at 18 Eight Feet Gate is ridiculously high. Fang Yiwei used various connections to investigate the buyer's information, and he wanted to redeem Liu Ningbo's house no matter how high the price was. When Xiang Siming's name was presented to Fang Yiwei, he frowned, it turned out to be Xiang Jia, no wonder, he should have thought of it a long time ago. Appearing in the hospital again, Xiang Si Mingzhi smiled proudly.

On a bench on the hospital lawn, the two sat side by side, unspeakably tense.

"I've been waiting for you to come to me for a long time. Xiang Siming tugged at the corners of his lips lightly.

"How much can you give me back the house?" Fang Yiwei went straight to the point.

"How much? It's not a matter of money, and the real estate certificate doesn't write the word Fang Yiwei, how can I pay it back to you?"

Fang Yiwei tried to soothe his anger, which might burst out at any time, and said patiently: "Say, what conditions do you need to agree to return the house to me." ”

"Marry my daughter!" Xiang Siming said decisively.

Fang Yiwei felt incredible, he glanced at Xiang Siming, and said, "Don't you think this is a ridiculous proposal?"

Xiang Siming was about to speak, but Fang Yiwei interrupted him, "Do you think I might agree?" Fang Yiwei turned his face sideways and squinted at him.

Xiang Siming's face turned blue, and he responded to Fang Yiwei unequivocally: "It's okay not to get married, at least accompany her to take care of her foot injury, the doctor said that as long as her legs insist on rehabilitation, she can walk." However, without you by her side, she would not have done a good job of rehabilitation. This is my final bottom line, when Bing'er's legs can walk, when will the eight-foot gate No. 18 be returned to you. Xiang Siming said, stood up and walked straight away, leaving Fang Yiwei alone to ponder in the sun. Can he not agree? He has no room for bargaining.

Fang Yiwei looked up and saw that spring was close at hand, but it seemed to be far away. He closed his eyes painfully in the bright and almost clear sunlight.

Ma Rufen and Bai Bai Lang have been sleeping in separate rooms, and since they hinged Bai Bai Lang's beloved and blossoming shirt, the two have been in a cold war. During the Lantern Festival, Ma Rufen rarely stayed in the Bai family's mansion for a reunion dinner, and after the Lantern Festival, she began to go out early and return late again. Dabao Xiaobao's two lovely children are getting closer and closer to her, and Ji Qingren has become accustomed to her visiting Ji Mansion every day, when Ma Rufen told him that he was sorry to disturb him every day, he happily said that he got a free nanny, and he couldn't ask for it. Although Situ Yue and Ma Rufen can't talk about everything, they are usually together and rarely communicate, but they have already pulled each other into their hearts. After all, the big treasure and the small treasure have become the bond that maintains their emotions.

On this day, Ma Rufen put on carefully selected clothes as usual and prepared to go out, because Dabao Xiaobao always likes to reach out to ** her clothes, so she carefully selects the materials and colors of the clothes. The material needs to be velvety, warm to the touch, soft, and excellent to the touch, and the color needs to be bright, children like bright colors, and can see flowers like bright eyes, and feel comfortable. Getting along with Dabao and Xiaobao every day, Ma Rufen gradually came out of the haze of Ruozhao's death. In this world, only children are exciting, they are fragrant life, can give people infinite vitality, can infect people's mood. Ma Rufen was walking briskly down the stairs and ran into Bai Tianlang. The once docile and forbearant husband had long since changed someone, and the cheating strengthened his ambition leopard guts, and the sweet words and affection of another woman corroded his heart, Ma Rufen did not look at him, and went downstairs past him. As soon as he passed shoulders, Bai Bai Lang grabbed her arm, and Ma Rufen turned back to meet his gloomy eyes. His eyes were full of disgust and displeasure, like when he woke up on the morning of New Year's Day and saw strips of shirt and rags all over the floor, and he wanted to eat her alive.

"Why, do you still want to investigate the matter of the shirt being hed? Aren't you all right? You continue to live your happy life, we don't interfere with each other, we don't tear each other down, and we live in peace in this Bai family mansion. Ma Rufen stretched her head out and snorted coldly in her nose.

Bai Bai Lang raised his slap, Ma Rufen slanted his eyes to look at the hand raised in the air, and said lightly: "Do you still want me to push down the stairs again, and then lose my memory? ”

Bai Bai Lang let go of Ma Rufen, straightened his clothes, and sneered: "It's a pity that it's too late." If Zhao is not my own son, whose wild seed is he?"

Ma Rufen slapped Bai Lang's face, emotional, "Don't insult my Ruozhao." ”

Bai Bailang's face was crooked to the side, and it took a long time to turn around, "Okay, okay, I still have a sense of guilt for you, this slap, we are both clear." Rousang and I really love each other, no matter how disdainful we are, we are also in the Bai family's mansion, and you, out of this Bai family's mansion to corrupt the Bai family's style, I will settle accounts with you sooner or later!"

Bai Tianlang was about to leave, but Ma Rufen stopped him, "I didn't do anything to be sorry for you!

Bai Bailang's newly raised foot was retracted, and his gaze fell on Ma Rufen's slightly excited face again.

"Situ Yue gave birth to Ruozhao's child, which is the grandson of our Bai family. ”

"So?"

"I'm going to take them back to the Bai family!"

Bai Bai Lang laughed wildly, "You are so naïve, Ms. Ma! Bai Ruozhao has given the surname of the Bai family for more than 20 years, but he is not my Bai Lang's son! He is not! He is just an impostor! A liar! He is not qualified to take the surname of the Bai family again, why did his son enter my Bai family? I think you are really naïve! Bai Ruozhao is your son, but not mine! Bai Ruozhao's son is your grandson of Ma Rufen, but not my Bai Lang! You can take them back to the Ma family, I will never let him enter the door of my Bai family!" After Bai Bai Lang finished speaking, he didn't look back and went upstairs.

Ma Rufen sat down on the stairs as soon as she fell, sad and sad. Bai Bai Lang said that Ruozhao was not his son, but her Ma Rufen's son. Bai Tianlang was wrong, he always thought that Ruozhao was the child born of Ma Rufen's affair with another man, and the truth was never taken for granted. Ma Rufen has always loved Bai Lang, how much she loves, only she knows it in her heart, but now that Bai Lang has broken her heart, her love for him seems too unworthy. Ruozhao is not her Ma Rufen's son, but has been raised for more than 20 years, what does it matter if he is biological or not? Bai Lang is just looking for an excuse for his shamelessness, and a reason for himself to continue to live with Rou Sang without feeling guilty. Ma Rufen got up in despair, and floated out of the Bai family like a ghost. Her heart was empty, Mo said that Bai Lang didn't agree to take back Dabao and Xiaobao, even if he was willing, the Ji family might not be willing! The huge family business of Ji Mansion, the reason why she was willing to let two children who were not related by blood inherit it was nothing more than because Young Master Ji had something unspeakable, which didn't need Situ Yue to tell her, she could guess one or two, so whether it was Bai Bailang or Ji Qingren, no one would support her idea of taking back Dabao and Xiaobao. Now, the only thing she can do is to be like what she said when she appeased Situ Yue: just go and see Dabao and Xiaobao, as long as she can see them every day, she will be satisfied. It turned out to be a prophecy, at first she said this sentence was just an expedient measure, she was insidious, purposeful, and scheming, she wanted to get closer slowly, get to know Dabao and Xiaobao, let them have a good impression of her grandmother, and then find a suitable opportunity to negotiate with Ji Qingren. Now it seems that it is an unattainable idea.

Fang Yiwei registered an investment company in the city and named it Yang Liu Group. The unfinished building in the city was restarted because of Fang Yiwei's qualifications. Fang Yiwei began to go to the hospital every day to accompany Xiang Bing'er for foot rehabilitation in accordance with Xiang Siming's conditions. Xiang Bing'er's feet have little hope of resuming walking, but Fang Yiwei still stubbornly accompanies her, with his supervision, Xiang Bing'er no longer has a negative attitude towards rehabilitation, and he just wants to go back to Liu Ningbo's house. Fang Yiwei was already very transparent about Xiang Siming's character, and it was not difficult for him to speak without admitting it, so he insisted on signing an agreement, as long as Xiang Bing'er's feet could walk, No. 18 Bachimen must be resold to him. Ningbo, in this life and this life, everything is too late, all I can do is to eliminate all costs and go back to the house, which is the house of the two of us, carrying all the good memories between us.

Situ Yue was quite surprised when she received Lin Yifeng's mobile phone. Since Ji Xiaoting knew the truth about the kidnapping, she had lost contact with Lin Yifeng. Lin Yifeng said on the phone that he had something to hand over to her, Situ Yue thought about it, and went to Lin Jiacuo to find him.

"Are you going out?" Ma Rufen handed Dabao and Xiaobao to the nanny and asked Situ Yue.

Situ Yue nodded Muran.

"Are you going to see that boy who looks exactly like Ruozhao?"

Situ Yue was surprised that Ma Rufen was like a god, so she was silent, not admitting or denying it.

"I'll go with you. ”

Situ Yue looked at Ma Rufen suspiciously.

Ma Rufen smiled faintly, quite sad, "Don't you want to know about Ruozhao's background?"

Situ Yue was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

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