The power of the media is powerful. Since the concert, Fang Ming has risen like a new star, shining brightly!
Almost all the media are using large pages to report on Fang Ming's affairs. For a young man to be able to accumulate so many abilities and talents in one place, this will undoubtedly attract the attention of paparazzi from all sides.
Tao Ziqian, Ye Xinrou, and Lin Xiaoxiao all came into the media's sight, which aroused Fang Ming's great anger.
Fang Ming is the young master of the Fang family, and his identity cannot be exposed easily.
"Guifang, our son is really good!" Fang Wenqiang put down the newspaper and praised.
Lin Guifang smiled happily. As a mother, having a successful son is always a matter of pride.
"He still has a long way to go, and he can't be exposed to the spotlight so soon!"
"Yes, I will say hello and tell the media not to act rashly!"
Fang Wenqiang's actions were so fast that all the major media outlets received the news the next day and asked for positive reports. A few unwilling entertainment reporters and some paparazzi ignored him, but their bad luck also befell them.
The paparazzi are constantly surprised. Sometimes it's a flat tire, sometimes there's some cat and dog excrement on the seat for no reason, and sometimes a gleaming dagger is stuck in the seat.
The Saber organization tried its best to protect Fang Ming. Over time, the harassment from the paparazzi naturally decreased a lot, and Fang Ming was able to stay at peace a lot.
But on campus, wherever Fang Ming passed, there was always a group of girls looking forward to him.
Young and handsome, young and wealthy, such a troubled young man is the dream lover of girls.
Fang Ming always runs away when faced with this kind of admiration. It seems that being a celebrity is really a painful thing.
Early this morning, Fang Ming drove his Volkswagen to the project department.
Tao Ziqian's face was solemn, and she reported the progress of the project to Fang Ming.
As the Spring Festival approaches, many migrant workers will go home to celebrate the New Year, and the project is basically at a standstill.
"Then just let it all go. The end of the year is the off-season for construction!"
"This is not a big problem. The key is that some ancillary projects near the building are in a mess, which affects our progress."
This problem has never happened before, and Fang Ming paid attention to it.
My finger slid on the map. The roads and underground pipelines on campus were in charge of the logistics department of Nanchuan University of Technology, and the person in charge was Wu Chengyun, the school's logistics director.
But up to now, the construction of some pipeline trenches has not started, which has greatly affected the progress of the project.
The canteen and canteen will be capped two months after the Spring Festival, and the exterior decoration will only take three months at most. If the attached roads and ditches have not been repaired, the operation of the project will definitely be greatly affected.
Just imagine, walking through muddy water to go to restaurants to eat or shop is probably something that no one wants to do.
"What's going on with this Wu Chengyun?" Fang Ming's eyes were bright.
Ye Xinrou sighed and said, "Sister Ziqian and I have also approached Director Wu, but he always shied away with one reason or another. I think there are other reasons."
Fang Ming didn't say anything. He walked out and called Zhu Xiaoyao.
The Saber organization has a huge information network, which can cover the entire Nanchuan Province. It only takes a few days to find out the details of a person.
Two days later, a detailed report was delivered to Fang Ming's desk.
"Wu Chengyun, male, 49 years old, professor at Nanchuan University of Science and Technology, director of logistics ---" Fang Ming glanced at a series of achievements, and his eyes fell to the back: "This person was once demoted for accepting bribes ---"
That's right! A smile appeared on Fang Ming's lips.
There is no cat in the world that doesn't eat fishy food. I'm afraid Wu Chengyun is jealous of his own project and wants to come over and get a piece of the pie, right?
Fang Ming thought for a while and decided to use the time before the holiday to pay a visit.
Wu Chengyun's office is on the right side of the seventh floor of the school's main building, but he rarely works in the office.
As the director of the logistics department of Nanchuan University of Technology, Wu Chengyun spends most of his time at the wine table and the card table.
Anyone familiar with Wu Chengyun knows that he has three major hobbies: drinking, playing cards and singing.
Fang Ming's time was precious. He couldn't wait for Director Wu to return to the office, so he called Black Panther directly.
"Young Master, this kind of thing is a piece of cake. I promise to let that guy show his true colors."
"Black Panther, I have business with him, please give me your address first."
Five minutes later, Black Panther replied: "Champs Elysees Bar, Room 7."
The Champs Elysées Bar is a place for leisure and entertainment for the upper class. Wu Chengyun is in charge of the construction of the new campus, and people who want to see him queue up outside the door.
Under the dim light, Wu Chengyun was holding the quilt in his hand, with drunken eyes: "Mr. Zhang, what program will be coming next? I will obey your arrangements."
"Arrangement?" A short, fat builder laughed and said, "How dare I arrange Director Wu?"
As a joke, the builder named Mr. Zhang wisely exited the room.
Two minutes later, a girl wearing a white nurse skirt entered the room. This girl was only seventeen or eighteen years old. She looked quite youthful and charming in the white nurse skirt. What made people's hearts beat faster was that this girl was...
She has a childlike face and a hot body that stretches out the nurse uniform until it bursts.
Uniform temptation? Wu Chengyun's eyes narrowed, shining with greedy light.
The girl walked in slowly, and Wu Chengyun couldn't hold it in any longer and pushed the girl down on the sofa.
In the darkness, a tiny camera stretched out and captured this scene.
Wu Chengyun didn't realize it. He vented his animal desires on the girl. When he saw the girl's plump body, he wanted to raise his gun again, but he was powerless.
Alas, maybe this is the sadness of a man approaching fifty!
Just when Wu Chengyun sighed, the girl quickly put on her clothes, glanced at Wu Chengyun with disdain, and walked out of the door.
No matter what, tonight was a good time. Wu Chengyun touched his chin, recalling the wonderful feeling just now.
With a "squeak", the door opened, and Wu Chengyun lowered his face: "Mr. Zhang, are these your arrangements?"
"What else do you want?" A strange voice rang, and a dark-skinned boy appeared in front of him.
"Who are you?" Wu Chengyun said angrily: "Are you drunk? Get out of here!"
"Director of Wuhan University, my name is Chen Shaojun, and I am the deputy manager of the bot project of Nanchuan University of Technology!" Chen Shaojun sat across from Wu Chengyun carelessly, pierced a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and ate it.
After finishing one piece, Chen Shaojun ate another piece, which made Wu Chengyun feel cold.
This young man has an evil look on his face, and he seems to be here to cause trouble. Mr. Zhang hasn't shown up yet, so he might have been controlled by him.
Thirty-six Stratagems are the best! Wu Chengyun pretended to be drunk and picked up his briefcase: "I won't drink with you anymore, I'm leaving."
"Director Wu Da, the performance just now was really wonderful. You said how interesting it would be if something like this appeared in the Discipline Inspection Commission."
In one sentence, it's like splitting eight skulls and pouring down a basin of snow!
Wu Chengyun's face turned from red to blue, then from green to white. Finally, he stood up angrily, pointed at Chen Shaojun and said, "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Nothing to do!" Chen Shaojun rested his head on the sofa leisurely, crossed his legs and said: "Director Wu, sit down, sit down!"
The handle was in someone else's hands, so Wu Chengyun didn't dare to act rashly, so he sat down obediently.
"Our bot project at Nanchuan University of Technology is coming to an end. Director Wu's roads and pipelines have not yet been laid, which has seriously affected our progress."
Wu Chengyun understood immediately: "Don't worry, I will definitely speed up."
In fact, Wu Chengyun didn't know the importance of this matter. It's just that he had developed a character like a wild goose plucking his hair. He never expressed any concern about this bot project, so he stopped these projects. Unexpectedly, the other party came to find him.
Own.
A university professor openly committed suicide. If this matter was to be spread, the president Lu Xueping, who was vigorously reforming, would definitely not let him go. Once he lost his position as the logistics director, he would be nothing.
Big beads of sweat appeared on Wu Chengyun's forehead. He nodded and said, "I will try my best!"
"That's pretty much it!" Chen Shaojun stretched out his hand, patted Wu Chengyun on the shoulder and said, "Remember, it must be completed three months after the Spring Festival, and I only give you three months!"
Chen Shaojun walked away in a hurry, and Wu Chengyun's face turned livid.
When he walked out of the door, Mr. Zhang had already collapsed on the ground and turned into mud.
"Bad luck, bad luck!" Wu Chengyun stamped his feet fiercely and left the bar.
"Brother Mingzi, everything is settled."
"Very good, we'll give him three months."
"Brother Mingzi, I found that bars and entertainment venues are really good places. These places often hide evil and evil, but they also provide us with means."
Fang Ming smiled. Asking Chen Shaojun to take action was just a secret move. He had to go see Principal Lu tomorrow and have a good talk with him.
On this night, Wu Chengyun rarely returned to his home where he had been away for many days.
The son inherited Wu Chengyun's style and wandered around all day long, while his wife had already gone to Europe for further study and only came back during the Spring Festival.
Sitting in the empty living room, Wu Chengyun thought about the scene just now, and his heart was in a panic.
I wanted to drag the other party down and gain some benefits, but unexpectedly this was the result. Now that the other party has a firm grip on themselves, what should I do?
In his wild thoughts, Wu Chengyun leaned his head on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.
The next day, Wu Chengyun returned to the office for a rare occasion. As soon as he sat down, he received a call from Lu Xueping: "Director Wu, come to my office immediately."
The principal's tone of voice was stiff, and Wu Chengyun was shocked: Could it be that what happened last night was exposed?
Pulling the door shut in a panic, Wu Chengyun slowed down as much as possible, breathed evenly, and then gently pushed Lu Xueping's door open.
Lu Xueping looked at Wu Chengyun coldly. He didn't even ask him to sit down. Wu Chengyun had no choice but to support his desk with both hands and stand in front of Principal Lu.
"Director Wu, what's going on with the auxiliary projects of the bot project? Why hasn't it been started yet?"