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Because the construction of the real estate project in the Yuhu Ecological Zone has officially begun, Zhao Qingya has often been moving between Qiongjin and Yinzhou recently. Because she got along well with the two sisters of the Ye family, Zhao Qingya acquiesced to the behavior of the two daughters living in the villa, so Fang Zhicheng could only accept this qiē very helplessly, and lived a "cohabitation" life with the sisters with different personalities.

There are two more ladies in the villa, they are generally active upstairs, while Fang Zhicheng is active downstairs, and the rest is fine, but the hygiene of the public area makes Fang Zhicheng quite a headache.

If it is not tidied up for a day, the sanitary situation of the villa is enough to make Fang Zhicheng, who has a habit of cleanliness, unbearable, Fang Zhicheng walked around the bathroom, and now there are many more women's supplies in the garbage basket, frowning helplessly, tying up the garbage bag, and then yelling upstairs: "Is there a sense of public morality, some personal supplies, can you sort it out, let a big man deal with it, you are ashamed or not." ”

Ye Qingrou's head poked out from the staircase, and said coquettishly: "Isn't it just some garbage, is it necessary to shout like this, my sister and I are in a bad mood, don't provoke us." After speaking, she waved her fist back, which made Fang Zhicheng speechless, if a woman is a tiger, then a woman during the menstrual period is a shark.

Fang Zhicheng secretly sighed and cleaned most of the villa inside and out, wondering if even the bedroom where the Ye sisters lived should be tidied up. After going upstairs, Fang Zhicheng knocked on the door, Ye gently tilted his head and walked in, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhicheng's gaze crossed Ye Qingrou, glanced inside, his face showed helplessness, and said softly: "There is a smell in your room, do you want to clean it for you?"

There were some ugly words, Fang Zhicheng didn't continue, thanks to the sisters, they looked like flowers, but this room was tossed like a pigsty, no wonder they grew up pampered and most things were handled by nannies, where do they know the hardships of ordinary people's real life.

Ye Qingrou saw that Fang Zhicheng was going to clean the room, and moved her delicate body, Ye Meizi was lying on the bed, her face was pale, her brows were tightly locked, and it was obvious that the reaction of the moon was more intense. Fang Zhicheng sighed, secretly thinking that it is very difficult to be a man, and it is not easy to be a woman, so he swept the garbage on the floor into a dustpan with a short body, and then used a vacuum cleaner to remove the dust, and then dragged it with a mop for a while.

Ye Qingrou saw that the room quickly became clean, and she smiled: "I didn't expect you to be quite capable." ”

Fang Zhicheng shrugged helplessly and said: "This is the last time I will clean you, if you want to continue to live in the future, then you have to learn how to keep the environment neat and clean." ”

Criticized by Fang Zhicheng's poor tone, Ye Meizi coughed, obviously a little embarrassed, Ye gently straightened her green chest, and said unhappily: "Don't threaten us, when we really leave, you're afraid you won't regret it." ”

Fang Zhicheng tilted his head and wondered, "May I ask what is worth regretting?"

Ye walked over gently, gently poked Fang Zhicheng's head with his fingers, and said with a smile: "With our two beauties living with you, this is a happiness that no one else can look forward to, you, you should cherish yourself." ”

Fang Zhicheng pursed his lips, secretly thinking that this little girl really thinks highly of herself, so he waved his hand and went downstairs. Ye Qingrou was ignored by Fang Zhicheng, so angry that she almost jumped to her feet, and after about half an hour, the bedroom door was knocked on again, Fang Zhicheng came up with two bowls of boiled brown sugar ginger tea on a tray, and instructed lightly: "When the drink is finished, send it to the kitchen by yourself, if you don't want to wash the bowl, then wait for me to come back in the evening and wash it." ”

Seeing Fang Zhicheng close the bedroom door, Ye Meizi sighed in an inaudible voice: "He is a very delicate man." ”

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After coming to the office of the municipal party committee, He Yang's attitude towards Fang Zhicheng was relatively cold, and after suffering that big loss, he obviously had scruples, knowing that Fang Zhicheng was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Although Fang Zhicheng doesn't have a good impression of him, after all, he is a person in the same office, so he keeps tolerating, and the relationship between people is complicated, so he can't get along with him with the wrong appetite and drive him away, right?

Proper tolerance, that is the essential essence of successful people. The mentality of a single husband can't go too far after all.

Tolerance, this is one of Fang Zhicheng's good qualities, although He Yang dug a pit for him, Fang Zhicheng can still get along with him.

Looking at He Yang again, every time he gets along with Fang Zhicheng, there is always something wrong with him, I am afraid that it is due to psychological effects. This made Fang Zhicheng despise He Yang a little, and he paid attention to acting skills in officialdom, He Yang was not as good as his ability to control his behavior and feelings, so how could he fight with himself?

After Fang Zhicheng entered the house, Song Wendi handed Fang Zhicheng the latest draft of "The Renovation Project of Nanyuan Old Street". Fang Zhicheng read it carefully, and secretly thought that there were still a group of capable people in the officialdom of Yinzhou, and according to their own ideas, they had perfected the original discussion draft in great detail, even if they were picky, they could see that this was a very impactful and challenging plan.

Song Wendi smiled and said softly, "How is it, do you have any additional comments?" After all, you are the one who came up with the idea, and your opinion should be respected. ”

Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and smiled modestly: "I just proposed a framework, and now it is far from that discussion draft." It's all the planning done by some experts who are engaged in the project, and I can only sigh. ”

After speaking, Fang Zhicheng handed the materials to Song Wendi, Song Wendi nodded, took out the pen from the pen case, and wrote his name on the approval opinion page.

It turned out that Song Wendi waited for Fang Zhicheng to look at it before signing, which undoubtedly moved Fang Zhicheng and felt a little satisfied. Although after the renovation of Nanyuan Old Street, it has little to do with him, and it is ultimately the political achievement of the municipal party committee, but Song Wendi's posture undoubtedly reassures Fang Zhicheng, showing that his old Song still has great respect for Fang Zhicheng.

After signing, Song Wendi raised his head and took off his black-framed glasses, and asked with a smile: "How is the progress of studying at the Party School of the Municipal Party Committee recently?"

Fang Zhicheng was slightly stunned, and hurriedly reported: "There are still two months to end, and now I am preparing to finish my thesis." ”

Song Wendi smiled and said softly, "I don't know if your thesis has been decided?"

Fang Zhicheng said truthfully: "I chose two topics, and I felt that it was a bit old-fashioned, so I was still hesitating." ”

Song Wendi waved his hand, took out an A4 paper from the drawer, and sighed lightly: "You don't have to hesitate, I'll help you choose a good topic, this is a proposition essay, you must write it well, and when you write it, I can still use it!"

Fang Zhicheng took the paper from Song Wendi's hand, opened it and looked at it, his face was ugly, and he said with a wry smile: "Boss, this topic is too risky, if you don't say it well, you will be punished." ”

Song Wendi waved his hand, the corners of his mouth curled up in a gentle arc, and said softly: "Even if you wave, if there is any problem, I will give it to you." ”

Fang Zhicheng sighed helplessly, turned around and walked out of the back room, sat on the desk, and looked at the title "On the Dialectical Relationship between Market Economy and Strengthening Party Spirit", which is a very old topic, and Song Wendi set this topic for himself, naturally hoping that Fang Zhicheng would write a little more innovatively.

This is a proposition that is easy to leave and right, and if you want to innovate, you can undoubtedly not take the middle route. Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly, even if Song Wendi wanted to write a final paper that could shine, there was no need to put himself on the fire to bake?

It's useless to complain, Fang Zhicheng was entangled for a moment, then quieted down, thinking about how to complete the task given to him by Song Wendi. Holding his cheeks and pondering, Tong Siqing quietly walked to his side and arched Fang Zhicheng's waist with his fingers, Fang Zhicheng was startled, reacted, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Siqing, when did you belong to a cat?"

Tong Siqing gave Fang Zhicheng a look and said in a low voice: "You haven't forgotten what happened at night, have you?"

Fang Zhicheng turned his head and guessed that it was Tong Siqing's birthday today, and invited himself to participate, I was afraid that it was because he didn't invite He Yang, so he had to avoid him a little, so he was so sneaky.

Fang Zhicheng pretended not to know, tilted his head, and said in a daze: "What happened at night?" Sister Siqing, don't you want to date me, will Brother Li have an opinion?"

Tong Siqing saw Fang Zhicheng teasing him, and couldn't help but squeeze his waist fiercely, and said angrily: "I told you last month......

Fang Zhicheng rubbed the flesh on his waist, patted his head, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it turned out to be Sister Siqing's birthday, I forgot about it." ”

"Forget, if I never said it." Tong Siqing saw that Fang Zhicheng was deliberately teasing herself, snorted, turned around and sat back in her place, angry and sulky.

Fang Zhicheng saw that the joke was a bit excessive, took out a beautifully packaged gift box from his leather bag, leaned over and put it on Tong Siqing's desktop, and said with a smile: "Sister Siqing, I just joked with you, don't be angry, this is a gift for you, it is counted as compensation." ”

Tong Siqing saw that Fang Zhicheng had a heart and prepared a gift, her beautiful eyes flipped over, she glanced at Fang Zhicheng, pouted, and said angrily: "You still have a little conscience." ”

Seeing Tong Siqing's half-angry and half-happy appearance, Fang Zhicheng couldn't help but feel excited, secretly wondering why everyone said that the young woman had the most charm, just by virtue of the amorous flow between the eyebrows, even if it was Da Luo Jinxian, I was afraid that I would use my heart to move my heart even if I saw it. Everyone's preferences are different, perhaps because he has lived in a single-parent family since he was a child and depends on his mother, Fang Zhicheng has a tendency to love his mother in his heart, so he is particularly gentle with mature women.

Tong Siqing saw Fang Zhicheng staring at him intently, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you looking at?" Do I have gold on my face?"

Fang Zhicheng came back to his senses at this time, a little confused, and muttered: "How could Jingzi run to his face, Sister Siqing, you are too heavy on the taste." ”

Tong Siqing is not an untrained girl, where can she not hear the meaning of these words, she is angry and angry, and she was about to smash her fist at Fang Zhicheng, but she saw He Yang walking in from outside. He Yang was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth showed a malicious smile, Tong Siqing coughed dryly, and regained his dignified appearance.

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