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Chapter 42 Nine Yang Divine Art

Under Fang Ruhai's arrangement, the meeting time was soon finalized. Just tomorrow afternoon, the location was still at Xindu Hotel.

In the morning, a faint ray of morning light shot into the house. Wang Siyu lazily got up from the bed and walked to the window. Xin hand opened the window, but suddenly found that there was a heavy fog outside. The whole city was completely shrouded in the white mist. The tall buildings that rose from the ground stood in the thick fog and appeared faintly, making people feel like they were in a fairyland.

The fog had not disappeared until noon, and the visibility in the air was still very low. The scenery more than ten meters away was shady, and the air pressure was very low, and it was a bit difficult to breathe. Wang Siyu couldn't help but worry secretly, so he hurriedly called Zhou Songlin and said, "This kind of weather will be very dangerous to drive on the highway. Why don't you see you again the day?"

"How can that be! The opportunity is rare and cannot be postponed. I am already on the road now. You should accompany the Fang family well, don't worry about me." After that, Zhou Songlin hung up the phone, lay in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest. The driver of the car held the steering wheel nervously, and turned on the taillight from time to time. Every time he turned on, he would 'beep' and honk a few times.

Wang Siyu arrived at Xindu Hotel half an hour in advance. He had already booked the private room yesterday. After walking around the house, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it, so he hurried downstairs and arrived at the entrance of the hotel, waiting for the arrival of Zhou Songlin and the Fang family.

At this time, the fog had gradually faded, but it added a beautiful scenery to the city. The trees on both sides of the road were covered with frost flowers, and the originally bare branches seemed to be full of silver flowers, shining with diamond-like light.

At this time, a black sedan drove slowly over. Before the car could stop, Fang Jing could not wait to push the car door open and walk down. She was still wearing the black mink coat, which made her skin look white. When she saw Wang Siyu, she didn't care about being reserved, shook her two small braids, jumped over, and held Wang Siyu's arm intimately, looked at the surrounding scenery, her face was full of pleasure, she opened her eyes wide, and exclaimed: "Brother Xiaoyu, what a beautiful scenery."

Wang Siyu smiled and nodded and said, "Yes, there are few foggy pine wonders here, but today I'm open to my eyes."

"Brother Xiaoyu, let's go take pictures." Without any explanation, he pulled Wang Siyu to the side of the road. Chen Xueying leaned against the car and saw him, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiaojing slow down, be careful of slippery roads."

"I understand-----" Fang Jing pulled the last '' note very long, and it sounded particularly cute and silly.

At this time, Fang Ruhai's fat body also squeezed out of the car. After standing firm, he cursed with a smile: "Wild girl, she is so irritable, and I don't know who she is with."

Fang Jing ignored his father's nagging and pulled Wang Siyu to the tree and stood beside him, like a cute elf, posing in various cute poses. Chen Xueying, wearing a snow-white sable coat, took out the camera from her bag, pressed the shutter at the two of them, and kept snooping.

"Aunt Xueying, come and take two photos." Fang Jing waved excitedly, and Chen Xueying had to hand over the camera to Fang Ruhai and walked to Wang Siyu's right side, "Black and white!" Wang Siyu was happy in his heart. After a 'click', the smiling faces of the three of them were frozen in an instant. Wang Siyu felt that he was smiling particularly evilly, so he glanced at Ruhai's face a few times and found that his expression was as normal as usual and there was no abnormality. Only then did the pounding heart calm down.

Then Wang Siyu took a few photos with Fang Ruhai. The four of them returned to the upper floor and chatted for a while. Wang Siyu said that I had to go downstairs to welcome the Secretary-General. After that, he turned around and went downstairs, stood at the entrance of the hotel, waiting for Zhou Songlin's arrival.

After about ten minutes, a black sedan with a Qingzhou brand was stopped at the hotel door with a squeak. Wang Siyu hurriedly threw away the cigarette in his hand and walked over quickly. Zhou Songlin, who had a quiet face, opened the car door and walked down, smiled at Wang Siyu. Wang Siyu hurriedly took the black bag in his hand, and the two walked into the hotel one by one.

Fang Ruhai was chatting with Chen Xueying in the private room. Fang Jing was playing with the laptop while she saw the two of them coming in. She smiled and closed the notebook, stood up and bowed, "Hello Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Songlin nodded with a smile and said, "Xiao Jing is getting more and more beautiful." Then he took two steps, grabbed the big hand handed over by Fang Ruhai and said, "Brother Ruhai, I'm so sorry, I've made you wait for a long time."

Fang Ruhai laughed and said, "Brother Zhou, you have to be polite. I know that you are busy with official business. Xiaoyu has been talking about me these days, and his ears are almost scratched out of calluses."

Seeing that he never mentioned the bad weather, Zhou Songlin just kept saying good things for Wang Siyu, he felt that the fat man's care for Wang Siyu far exceeded his own. After sitting down, he nodded and smiled: "Xiaoyu performed very well recently."

At this time, Fang Ruhai got up and walked out of the private place to call. He could hear him cursing at the top of his throat in the room. Fang Jing and Chen Xueying were naturally common and didn't care. Wang Siyu and Zhou Songlin looked right. It seemed that this fat man was really as hot as he said outside, and he was just as he was frightened. It was rare to give the two of them such a big face.

The dishes were already ordered, and the wine was Maotai. It had been placed in advance. Several people sat at the table and chatted, but after thirty minutes, Fang Rujing's figure was still not seen. Fang Ruhai was a little anxious. While wiping the sweat stains on his body with a white towel, he looked at the watch from time to time. After more than ten minutes, Fang Rujing, wearing a fur coat, pushed the door and came in. The people in the room immediately stood up. Only Fang Jing sat in the seat and said, "Uncle Second, you are so inappropriate. It's time to see what time it's already. I hate it."

Fang Rujing hung the leather jacket casually, pulled open the chair, and sat in the main seat with a smile, rolled up her cuffs calmly. Seeing Fang Jing pouting her little mouth high, she turned her face to Fang Ruhai and his wife, and smiled heartily: "Look, I offended our little princess again today." Then she turned her head and smiled at Fang Jing, "One other day, the second uncle bought you a beautiful clothes to apologize."

After hearing this, Fang Jing immediately put down her laptop, ran over and pulled Fang Rujing's neck and smiled, "I knew that my second uncle loved me the most."

Chen Xueying hurriedly pulled Fang Jing's clothes and whispered: "Xiaojing, don't make trouble."

Fang Jing laughed and ran back, put her little mouth in Wang Siyu's ear and whispered: "Don't knock the second uncle's bamboo snatch will not be white."

At this time, Fang Ruhai introduced Zhou Songlin and Wang Siyu to Fang Rujing. Fang Rujing nodded slightly after hearing this, with a smile on her face and a vague voice: "Okay, OK."

Wang Siyu saw Fang Rujing with a face with a Chinese font with clear edges and angularity, making her facial contour look extremely tough. Although she always had a smile on her face, she always gave people a sense of being arrogant without anger. Although Fang Ruhai was his elder brother, she always seemed a little restrained in front of him. She often lost her words. Zhou Songlin lowered her posture, leaned forward slightly, and placed her hands flat on the table, with a respectful smile on her face.

Although Fang Rujing is not tall, she is like a thin tiger and hungry eagle, with extraordinary momentum. She sits there with a sense of oppression. The occasionally cast eyes in her eyes are also sharp, as if she can see through people's thoughts at a glance. He rarely speaks, and most of them listen. But as soon as he opens his mouth, he shows his sharpness. His tone sounds domineering and unquestionable. Wang Siyu thinks this person is too powerful, which makes people instinctively feel a sense of surrender, at least he does not dare to oppose him in his subconscious mind.

Fang Rujing had heard his elder brother mention Wang Siyu long ago, and knew that he was a life-saving favor from the Fang family. In the past two days, Fang Ruhai mentioned Fang Jing's incident, so he always glanced at him from time to time during the chat, wanting to see how much this young man is and whether he is qualified to be the son-in-law of the Fang family.

Wang Siyu felt an invisible pressure coming with the eyes, but he was not willing to tit for tit, nor was he willing to dodge his weakness, so he had to sit upright with a calm smile on his face, staring at the luck of a pair of chopsticks on the table without squinting, and silently recited the mantra of the Nine Yang Divine Art in his heart: "He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows through the hills. He lets him go, and the bright moon shines on the river."

The Nine Yang Divine Art is indeed a unique skill. Using this method to deal with the invisible sword energy of the Executive Vice Minister of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department was effective. Fang Rujing tested him several times, but he did not overwhelm Wang Siyu in his momentum. Wang Siyu took advantage of his momentum to decline and seized the opportunity to counterattack. His eyes softly looked at Fang Rujing for two minutes. Fang Rujing felt that this young man was not bad, and there was absolutely no slight tension and panic in his eyes. Instead, there was a calm freehand painting of spring breeze and rain. He smiled and nodded, turned his head and said softly, "It's okay, it's a piece of material, and you can do something in the future."

Of course, he didn't know that since he sat at the dining table, Wang Siyu's legs were a little out of control and kept shaking under the table...

Wang Siyu worked too short and had insufficient experience, so he did not have enough experience. Therefore, he did not have the deepest experience. Zhou Songlin seemed to see the shadow of the municipal party secretary Zhang Yang from the deputy director of the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department. He thought to himself that these two people were worthy of being the ones they had confronted. They were both heroes for a while, and they could not withstand two tigers in a mountain. It would be rare if these two people could live in a prefecture-level city.

After a few chatted for a while, the waiter served all the dishes and set up a table in colorful ways. Everyone began to give in to drink and eat. Although Zhou Songlin toasted frequently during the meal, Fang Rujing kept touching her lips, and her expression was still a little reserved. Seeing this, Fang Ruhai raised the cup next to him and drank Zhou Songlin, so that the atmosphere would not be too awkward. But after a while, Fang Rujing actually stood up with the cup and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, today is the first time we meet, come and go."

Wang Siyu hurriedly walked over with the cup and gently collided with Fang Rujing. Both of them drank it all in one go.

"Do it well!" Fang Rujing grabbed his hand and patted it gently, then took out a business card from his body and handed it to him, "There is a private phone number here, you can find me at any time."

"Thank you, Minister Fang." Wang Siyu said softly. He felt a little uneasy, thinking that this was obviously a Secretary-General's face? But when he looked at him sideways, Zhou Songlin not only did not have an awkward expression, but his smile on his face became stronger. He felt that this tried-and-tested veteran political athlete was extraordinary, his heart was as deep as the sea, unfathomable.

Fang Ruhai was always at the side to draw the needle and said a lot of good things. Fang Rujing nodded in listening, but was not in a hurry to express his opinion. He went to the bathroom in the middle. Soon after he came back, a knock on the door rang out. More than a dozen officials looked like to him and carefully raised their cups to toast. Fang Rujing still put down his lips and put them down. These people didn't speak loudly. Everyone gently touched Fang Rujing's cup, and after drinking it all, he turned around and left, looking orderly.

After sitting for a while, Fang Rujing looked at the watch and said that there was still something to deal with, so he had to take a step first. When shaking hands with Zhou Songlin and saying goodbye, Fang Rujing pinched Zhou Songlin's hand next time and said in a deep voice: "I may have to accompany Comrade Xiang Zhongyuan, deputy secretary of the West China Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League, to your Qingzhou in the next year. You are very familiar with Deputy Secretary Xiang, right? Well, that's it."

Zhou Songlin immediately became excited, held Fang Rujing's hand tightly with both hands, shook it hard, and whispered: "Thank you, Minister Fang."

Fang Rujing went straight downstairs, and Zhou Songlin followed him for three steps before he could stand. Seeing that there was no one on the left and right, he wiped the fine sweat beads on his forehead. The news revealed by Fang Rujing was too important. This news means that Mayor Cheng's transfer is a foregone conclusion, and the newly taken over is Xiang Zhongyuan. After knowing this news in advance, Zhou Songlin was already in the direction of his next operation.
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