Regardless of whether Meng Tingzhi was willing or not, Fang Zhe stood in front of her. Meng Tingzhi knew some things about Fang Zhe. This guy must have a lot of problems, but everyone came and had to admit it even if they pinched their noses.
From Yun Jue's point of view, no matter what, she wins, and there is no way those flowers and plants can become the main wife.
With this conclusion, Yun Jue is still very confident. After all, in China, the social status of businessmen cannot be too high.
Facing Meng Tingzhi, Fang Zhe was filled with emotions. It was still difficult to make the decision to come back with Yun Jue.
Now that he is here, there is no room for regrets. Although Fang Zhe has moments of hesitation in doing things, he never regrets.
"Here?" Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a very calm greeting. At Meng Tingzhi's age, after working hard for decades, when I looked back, I saw that the person I owed the most was my daughter. For Yunjue's sake, Meng Tingzhi
Can't be a monster.
"Hello Aunt Meng!" Fang Zhe bowed slightly to greet her very politely. It was obvious that neither party thought it was their son-in-law who came to the door.
The room is an ordinary three-bedroom house, a house divided by the work unit, which was bought with money during the housing reform. This is a house in the imperial capital, and it is an old house in the second ring road. The area is not too big, more than seventy square meters.
The decoration is simple. There is a big sofa in the small living room. Sitting on the sofa and facing the big TV, you feel as if you are very close. It seems that the tip of your nose is touching the TV screen.
Meng Tingzhi was the only one at home, and she had to pour the tea herself after being seated. Yun Jue took advantage of her mother to go to work, raised her hand and grabbed Fang Zhe's hand, and said with a little force: "Be patient, I will take you there after dinner."
hotel."
"You're thinking too complicated. I don't mean to be impatient at all." As he spoke, Fang Zhe also looked at the room. The walls were covered with wallpaper and the floor was just ordinary floor tiles.
"What are you looking at?" Yun Jue asked curiously, and found that Fang Zhe was unexpectedly calm, and her mood improved a lot.
"You must keep this house. This old house is very likely to be demolished in the future. Don't ask for money when the time comes. You must get a house..." Fang Zhe said with certainty, looking like a stickman.
Yun Jue couldn't help laughing when he saw this: "Don't shake me, you still need a house now? That building in Songjiang has the 50th floor. Isn't it enough for you to live in?"
"That's different. That's my coffin book. If you keep this house, it will be worth six to seven million in the future."
Yun Jue smiled even more happily. She understood that Fang Zhe was comforting her in turn. Fang Zhe was supposed to be nervous, but now it was the other way around. Yun Jue felt warm in her heart, and grabbed Fang Zhe's hand and put a little more strength on it:
"Okay, I'll keep it. You can come and live here later if you want."
Well, Fang Zhe knew that he had made the same mistake again. In his previous life, after seeing the housing prices in several first-tier cities, he wished he could own several houses. As long as he could own a house here, his fixed assets would be over five million or even higher.
.At that time, Fang Zhezhen worked hard for a year and could not even buy a bathroom in the imperial capital.
"It's more comfortable to live in a courtyard house. This kind of apartment building is not down-to-earth. I'll give you the key later and you can have someone clean it up. If you want to live there, just stay there for a few days." Fang Zhe thought that he had been exposed.
Just be more generous. It's hard to understand a woman's thoughts, so just talk about them openly.
"Forget it, I'm afraid of living in that house alone. Besides, I will rarely live in the imperial capital in the future." Yun Jue really didn't care about the house. The Fang family in these years was not so exaggerated. The value of the house
It hasn't been reflected yet.
Meng Tingzhi came out with a tea tray and put it on the coffee table. After pouring Fang Zhe a cup of tea, he sat on the short sofa and looked at Fang Zhe and said: "You are now the RD representative of Songjiang City. You may come to the imperial capital with the delegation for the next conference.
What?"
"I don't know this. To me, it's the same with or without this. Of course, if it does, it will indeed save a lot of trouble. Although many official matters are handled by the general manager below. I am just a
Leave the boss alone." Fang Zhe very implicitly rejected Meng Tingzhi's suggestion. The representative qualification was actually very attractive to him, but he just didn't want to take over Meng Tingzhi's efforts to achieve this goal.
Don't underestimate the qualifications of a representative who can come to the imperial capital to hold a conference. It is a golden amulet.
"I heard from Xiaojue that unlike ordinary young people, you are very optimistic about domestic development. Last year, there was chaos in Asia, and there are serious problems in the domestic economy. Are you still so optimistic now?" Meng Tingzhi asked such a question
The problem seems to be that she is taking exams for school. In fact, this is her accustomed speaking rhythm. Her current position is very sensitive to domestic economic issues.
"The Asian financial turmoil has indeed had a great impact on the domestic economy. In fact, even without the Asian financial turmoil, our country's economic development is still at a critical node, and now it has just been detonated in advance. In my personal opinion, at present
The problem that arises is overproduction and excess labor." Fang Zhe kept saying that he did not understand economics, but when he said these words, Yun Jue was already numb.
Meng Tingzhi just asked casually, with the intention of finding a topic. Don't you like to talk to Yun Jue about this? I will talk to you. But I didn't expect that this child was very organized and gave a summary.
Subconsciously, Meng Tingzhi asked: "Is there any solution?"
"Let's take history as a guide, or let's take the history of the United States as a guide. The measures of Roosevelt's New Deal are the only way to solve the difficulties faced by the country. Of course, my point of view is not necessarily correct. The national leaders have huge think tanks." Fang Zhe said.
This is a very definite answer, after all, this is what people have done in history.
"Is that so? You kid still has a lot of ideas." Meng Tingzhi was stunned for a moment, but still didn't take it seriously. After all, at her level, any rumors until the last moment can only be used as reference.
"Next year I may go to work somewhere, and then I won't necessarily be in the imperial capital during the Chinese New Year."
When Yun Jue heard this, she couldn't help but ask: "Mom, what do you personally think about? Organizing arrangements or taking the initiative to apply?"
This is not finished. Although there is a lot of work in the imperial capital, it is definitely easier than in the local area. At least the conditions are much better. There are also advantages in going to the local area, that is, the authority is heavier.
"In terms of organization, I personally achieved good results when I worked in Songjiang. I hope that I can take charge of the local government and improve the economy. The place where I work is probably Fang Zhe's hometown, Jiangcheng, so I mentioned it in person."
Hearing this, Fang Zhe was stunned. This was really a coincidence.