Volume 1: Upstart Municipal Party Committee! Chapter 1057 A Special Fragrance

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Wen Feng had a special fragrance on her body, which should be soap or shower gel during the bath, Fang Zhicheng sat opposite her, and the provocative smell with hormonal breath kept drilling into her nostrils. Fang Zhicheng could only divert his attention, and his eyes fell on the text, although he didn't understand the bank's professional knowledge, but it was not difficult to review these documents, after all, officialdom has interoperability, whether the material is good or bad, you can grasp the scale with experience.

Therefore, in the officialdom, there are often some personnel who change their guards, and those who were originally in charge of finance, after being in charge of industry and commerce, can also grasp the situation and be handy.

Fang Zhicheng was very fast, and in less than a quarter of an hour, he read all the materials, Wen Feng saw that he approved it so quickly, his eyes flashed with suspicion, he browsed a few copies, and praised with a smile: "In the past, Wen Di praised you for your talent, and I just listened to it at the beginning, but now it turns out that you are indeed an out-and-out genius." If I want to change these materials, it will take at least an hour, and you can solve it in less than fifteen minutes, and the logic is clear, and the comments are in place, which is surprising. ”

Fang Zhicheng smiled modestly and said, "It's all practiced when I was a secretary under Secretary Wendi!" ”

Wen Feng waved his hand and said, "I heard that you entered the Municipal Party Committee Office with the first place in Yinzhou City's civil servants?" ”

Fang Zhicheng nodded and said with a smile: "In the civil service examination, luck accounts for more than eighty percent. ”

Wen Feng said: "It still depends on the strength!" ”

Wen Feng was back for a while, yawned, Fang Zhicheng handed her a cup of tea, she smiled and took a sip, and changed her posture again, Fang Zhicheng stood beside her, looking along her snow-white fragrant shoulders, and could see the prostrate lines on her chest. Fang Zhicheng didn't notice just now that Wen Feng was not wearing underwear.

Women have such a habit of returning home and liking to liberate their bodies.

Fang Zhicheng glanced at the red buckle raised on his chest, and immediately couldn't stand it, and subconsciously arched his hips. Wen Feng was so shrewd, Fang Zhicheng's small movements attracted her attention, and she was a little embarrassed and a little happy in her heart. Women are the ones who please themselves, and Fang Zhicheng has a man's reaction because of his charm, which also proves that he is still attractive.

Fang Zhicheng took a deep breath and sat opposite Wen Feng around her, the desk blocked the embarrassment, and the spiritual change made the physical impulse uncontrollable, Fang Zhicheng only felt that the beast wanted to break through the cage, and it hurt.

"Zhicheng, why are you sweating profusely?" Wen Feng saw that Fang Zhicheng's face was not good, thinking that he had drunk too much wine just now, and now he still had symptoms, so he took out a wet towel and handed it to him.

Fang Zhicheng took the wet wipe, pinched it gently, and the greasy water overflowed his fingertips, wiped his forehead, tried to divert evil thoughts, and smiled: "I'm still a little drunk, it's good to wait later." ”

Wen Feng sighed and said, "I won't drink with you in the future." She undoubtedly lifted her legs, and the top of her feet touched Fang Zhicheng's calf, only to feel Fang Zhicheng tremble, and said, "I'm sorry, I touched you." ”

The short skin-to-skin contact made Fang Zhicheng ** again. Fang Zhicheng was trying to calm himself down now, and there was no way to judge whether Wen Feng was intentional or unintentional.

Finally, Fang Zhicheng still breathed a sigh, even if Wen Feng deliberately lured himself, he couldn't cross this thunder pool, otherwise, when he met Song Wendi in the future, how should he face it?

Fang Zhicheng sat for a while, made an excuse, and exited the study.

Looking at Fang Zhicheng's leaving, a trace of confusion flashed in Wen Feng's eyes, and he shook his head helplessly.

After Fang Zhicheng returned to the room, he lifted the quilt to the side and lay flat on the bed, Wen Feng pushed the door in the middle, but he still didn't come in after all, which made Fang Zhicheng feel a little regretful and felt a relief.

At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Fang Zhicheng found the clothes that had been dried and changed them, did not say goodbye to Wen Feng, left a note and stuffed it in the crack of her bedroom door, and then left directly.

I didn't say hello to Wen Feng because I was afraid that the devil hidden in my heart would be exposed.

After going out, Fang Zhicheng called Guo Jinyuan and asked him to drive to pick him up, and then walked along the street of the community to the east gate. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the taxi stopped on the side of the road, and slowly out of the back was a young girl, wearing pointy heels, explosive hair, and smoky makeup.

After getting out of the car, her center of gravity was a little unstable, and the taxi sped away, and she staggered a few steps, threw herself on the edge of the flower bed, and vomited wildly, making a tooth-aching sound.

Fang Zhicheng took a closer look, and although the makeup was beyond recognition, he still recognized her as Miao Daier, who had just met yesterday, and the daughter of Miao Hancheng, vice minister of finance.

"Look at what! Buckle your eyeballs! Miao Dai'er wiped the saliva from her mouth casually, glared at Fang Zhicheng, and said angrily.

Fang Zhicheng sighed and moved to the middle of the road, secretly avoiding her.

Just staggered past her, and two sports cars were parked in front of her, one was a Porsche and the other was a Jaguar. The one that came down from the Porsche was a short one, and the one that came down from the Jaguar was a mohican. Hearing a shout from behind, Miao Dai'er showed a panicked look in her eyes, and said nervously, "Why did you come with you?" ”

The short head glared at Fang Zhicheng, suggesting that he should not be nosy, smiled crookedly, and said, "Dai Fairy, you can really slip away, blink your eyes, and you will be gone." I said I was going to have fun with my buddies. ”

Miao Dai'er stood up, with a look of disdain in her eyes, and said, "Play with your mother x!" Get out of the way for my sister. ”

The short inch showed a sneer, and spit a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, "I was slept with rotten, and I still pretended to be innocent." ”

"!" Miao Dai'er's temper was ignited, she grabbed a handful of mud from the ground and threw it at the short head.

Mo Xigan clasped his hands around his chest, hehe smiled cheaply beside him, saw Fang Zhicheng stop, frowned and said, "Let you go, do you hear?" ”

Miao Dai'er had already pounced in front of the short head, and the short head and body were deflected past the mud and sand attack, and as soon as she reached out and hugged her, she took Miao Dai'er in her arms, and said with a grin: "Play with your master for a few days to ensure that your stinky temper can be completely changed." ”

Miao Dai'er scolded, "Hurry up and let go of your dirty hands, be careful that I find someone to chop it up." ”

"Just a few fox friends? You have a bad reputation, and they have already thrown you aside. The short head laughed, and with a slight pull, the strap hanging on Miao Daier's shoulder was pulled off, and the fragrant shoulder was unobstructed, revealing a large snow-white chest. Miao Dai'er could only barely hold her chest and struggle hard at the same time.

How can a woman have the strength of a man, if she uses her short head and arms, Miao Daier's body will be soft and she will not be able to exert her strength.

"It's so white, it's still big, it's well developed!" Leaning over with a short head, you can see her deep chest groove, and surprise flashed in her eyes, "No wonder everyone wants to * you!" ”

Moxigan happily pressed the formation next to him, and said, "I've played, lend me a few days to play?" ”

The short head smiled: "I'll talk about it when I'm tired of playing." After finishing speaking, he twisted Miao Daier and walked to Porsche.

However, to his surprise, the man who was watching the play next to him had not yet left, looking at him expressionlessly, his eyes seemed to be examining himself, although he did not have any emotion, but it made him feel like he wanted to lower his head.

"Why aren't you leaving?" The short head said angrily, "Old Diao, fix him, this look is so annoying." ”

Mo Xigan nodded, and walked towards Fang Zhicheng, he was one meter seven or eight tall, half a head shorter than Fang Zhicheng, but he was sturdy, covered in pimples, and had practiced boxing for seven or eight years.

Mohican pinched the joint of his right hand with his left hand, made a gada gada sound, walked towards Fang Zhicheng viciously, and threw a punch hard, straight to the bridge of his nose, if there is no accident, one punch can break his nasal bone, the next punch is aimed at his chin, two punches down, this guy has to fall.

However, the accident happened, before Moxican's fist arrived, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, Fang Zhicheng directly kicked him, kicked him in the stomach, and then swept his elbow and hit him in the cheek.

This is a military body fist that Fang Zhicheng learned from Ning Qiangrose, which is relatively simple and practical, mainly to take it by surprise.

Mo Xi has practiced boxing and has a good ability to resist blows, Fang Zhicheng's two punches just hit him in the face, he sneered, touched the bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Dare to hit Lao Tzu!" ”

Mo Xigan stepped forward quickly, and the combination punch was shot, Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised, because these two punches were very heavy, and his arm bones hurt.

Fang Zhicheng suddenly realized that he was a little overbearing, and he couldn't beat Moxican with his own strength.

Moxigan made a circle and hit Fang Zhicheng's stomach. The sour water in Fang Zhicheng's stomach came out, but the ruthlessness in his bones also came up, and he hit Moxican with his head. Moshican howled in pain, a look of surprise in his eyes, clutched his head, and howled in pain.

Fang Zhicheng's brain attack also knocked himself dizzy, and at this time, there was already movement next to him, a figure flashed, and a blonde woman flew out, her sturdy figure flickered, and she pushed Mo Xigan to the ground.

"I'm sorry I'm a little late, boss." Seeing that Henry had already restrained her short inch, the blonde Anne smiled and said apologetically.

Fang Zhicheng glared at Anne angrily, touched his head, and sighed: "React faster next time." After speaking, he rubbed his head and gasped. He felt that Anne had deliberately delayed for a while, otherwise, he would not have been injured.

Seeing that he was suppressed by a black man, his mouth was unforgiving, ", let go of me, be careful that I want your life!" ”

Henry hates others to say this the most, and the hand is a slap in the face, speaking in Chinese that is not fluent, and says: "Black your sister!" ”

The short head was on the side, and the power of Henry's slap was so amazing that it directly stunned him.

Fang Zhicheng sighed, in fact, today's events have nothing to do with him, but after all, he has a relationship with Miao Dai'er, so he still helps.

Fang Zhicheng saw Miao Dai'er squatting on the ground, hiding her face and crying, and sighed: "The matter is settled, you should go home quickly." ”

Miao Dai'er raised her head, her heavy makeup was covered with tears, and said, "I won't be grateful to you." ”

Fang Zhicheng shrugged his shoulders and sighed: "Count me as being amorous." ”