The night was dark, and Fang Ming sat on the balcony, looking into the distance and thinking deeply.
Zhu Xiaoyao sat opposite him, took out a nail clipper and carefully trimmed her nails. Her nails were very beautiful, painted with bright red kodan, and looked like red corals under the light, so beautiful.
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"I'm having a good time in Hong Kong, otherwise Brother Qiang won't trust you ---" Zhu Xiaoyao trimmed her nails and spoke in a leisurely manner.
Fang Ming heard it, and his words were full of complaints. He smiled and said: "Sister Xiaoyao, you haven't been able to deal with Brother Qiang for so many years. I can't delay you for anything now."
"You!" Zhu Xiaoyao raised her eyebrows. She stood up abruptly, holding Fang Ming's chair and arching her back, like a wild cat that stepped on a cactus.
Zhu Xiaoyao stared at Fang Ming for a full two minutes, then suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Fang Ming's face: "Boy, after a trip to Yanjing, you became glib when you came back. How dare you talk to your sister like that."
"I'm telling the truth. You don't have to be impatient. You can't eat hot tofu if you're impatient."
"Brother Qiang is no tofu." Zhu Xiaoyao corrected.
Fang Ming smiled and changed the topic: "Han Zheng was here just now."
Last night's farce ended with the appearance of Lu Ming, secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Shortly after Fang Ming returned to Fang's house, Han Zheng came to visit.
After going through so many things, Fang Ming's mentality was very stable. When facing Han Zheng, he always maintained a condescending attitude, speaking in an unhurried manner, neither cold nor hot, which made Han Zheng restless.
Han Zheng is only fifty-seven years old. Logically speaking, even provincial and ministerial leaders at this age are still capable of competing.
Officialdom is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.
If you take a step further, the world will be brighter, but if you take a step back, everything will be lost. Being an official is like riding a bus. If you miss one bus, you will often miss many buses. Han Zheng must seize the opportunity. He must turn to the winning side at this critical moment.
Fang Ming was neither cold nor hot, and the whole conversation not only made the other party fearful, but also gave him some hope.
The meeting lasted for half an hour, and both parties understood each other. Han Zheng got what he wanted, and Fang Ming also made a secret chess piece for himself in the future Nanchuan Province---"Bang!" Zhu Xiaoyao finished trimming his nails.
, folding up the nail clippers. The nail clippers she used were specially made, made of fine steel, and quenched in place. They could not only trim nails, but also be used as a special weapon.
"Han Zheng should be thrown down. I can't stand this kind of person the most." Zhu Xiaoyao is a soldier at heart. Soldiers like to be direct and do not like the hypocrisy of politicians. For thousands of years, the Huaxia Kingdom has been in charge.
Those who hold political power are rarely soldiers. This is because upright soldiers often fall under the knife of insidious and vicious politicians. After all, politics is full of deceit and intrigue.
Fang Ming sighed and said: "We can't touch Han Zheng for the time being. We must use him and Kong Yousheng to stabilize the situation. As for who the next provincial party committee secretary of Nanchuan Province is, it doesn't matter."
With this lesson learned from history, any successor must weigh his options carefully. After this battle, the Fang family will surely gain more firm control over Nanchuan Province and consolidate their own backyard.
Zhu Xiaoyao also understands this truth. She just has an impulse to destroy things she doesn't like, whether they are people or things.
"Fang Ming, are you still thinking about the problem yesterday?"
Fang Ming nodded. He had been thinking about why Shi Wenzhong did this.
Knowing that public opinion was already against him, why would he take the risk and further target the Fang family?
"Don't look at me." Zhu Xiaoyao looked at Fang Ming and looked at her in confusion. She quickly changed her position and said, "I don't know the answer either. How about you ask Shi Wenzhong."
"That's right!" A bright light suddenly flashed in Fang Ming's mind. He stood up and murmured to himself: "To answer this question, you must first think about what Shi Wenzhong cares about most."
"Political future." Zhu Xiaoyao answered.
Next, Fang Ming further reasoned: "If you want to go further, you must get the approval of the big guys in Ziguang Pavilion. If you were the big boss in Ziguang Pavilion, what would you think about?"
Those who enter Ziguang Pavilion are all national leaders and pillars of the nation. These elite figures are in charge of the future direction of the Chinese nation. One word can rejuvenate the country, and one word can destroy the country. These figures are thinking about the future of the country.
Fang Ming and Zhu Xiaoyao asked and answered questions, playing a thinking game similar to a military chess game.
Although Zhu Xiaoyao hates politics extremely, her IQ is at an abnormal level. With her cooperation, Fang Ming quickly touched the barrier in his heart.
Shi Wenzhong attacked the Fang family so crazily because he had the ambition to break the existing political structure in the early stage and serve as the vanguard of the Li family. In the later period, Li Yanxiang, the head of the Li family, chose to wait and see. Shi Wenzhong was isolated and helpless, so he still chose to move forward. Why?
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Fang Ming lowered his head and thought hard. It was already dark at this time, the bright moon was hidden in the thick clouds, and the altar under the garden was silent and solemn. The only sound was the rustling of fallen leaves in the wind.
The wind blew and the clouds moved, and the bright moon broke out from the clouds, shining clear light across the sky and earth.
A little light rose in his mind, and Fang Ming suddenly felt enlightened.
An ordinary person would definitely wonder why Fang Ming would think about such an irrelevant question.
This is the difference between a master and a mediocre person.
Political struggle is the most advanced and thrilling game. Not only must you see the opponent's current chess pieces, but you must also see the opponent's back-up moves.
Being able to see that one step or two is nothing, being able to focus on the official stage is the real great player.
Human thinking is so complicated. Once you see through it, there will be no obstacles in your mind, just like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, every detail will appear.
Zhu Xiaoyao stood aside quietly, looking at Fang Ming curiously.
Fang Ming's calm appearance was like that of an old monk in meditation, and his calm and calm temperament revealed a unique charm. When he understood, Fang Ming showed a knowing smile, and his whole person seemed to have experienced a spiritual journey.
Nirvana.
After returning from Yanjing, Zhu Xiaoyao could clearly feel the change in Fang Ming's temperament. Just now, Fang Ming's temperament changed again. This kind of spiritual growth was astonishing.
Fang Tianhao passed away suddenly, Shi Wenzhong launched an attack, and a huge burden fell on Fang Ming. He was not afraid of hardships, broke through the siege, and completed his spiritual transformation in the midst of hardships.
Take the fight with Shi Wenzhong as an example. He is neither shy nor angry, and he has shown the characteristics of a hero. This trait has been seen in Brother Qiang and Uncle Hao. Now this trait also appears in Fang Ming. He
He has grown from a young man into a dominating hero.
"What is the purpose in Shi Wenzhong?" Zhu Xiaoyao was still confused.
Fang Ming smiled and said: "Shi Wenzhong is doing it for the superiors to see. He has already lost in the fight with the Fang family. They lose anyway, so he simply behaves like a hero."
"But it's not good for him." Zhu Xiaoyao still didn't understand the meaning behind it.
"That's where the fame lies." Fang Ming said with a loud smile: "China's reform needs to break the old pattern, and it needs people with courage, courage and skill. Knowing that it is a complete defeat, but still moving forward bravely, Shi Wenzhong is to let
The big guys in Ziguang Pavilion have seen who is the real general in attack!"
Reform requires courage and people who are willing to kill themselves. This is the reason why Shi Wenzhong insists on going his own way!
Zhu Xiaoyao's lips trembled, extremely shocked.
What a precise calculation, what a perseverance, what a strong courage, there is nothing simple in history!
Perhaps the fight was far from over, and Zhu Xiaoyao began to worry again, but seeing Fang Ming's calm and calm look, as steady as a mountain, she felt much more at ease.
Could it be that this is the temperament of a general, who is as motionless as a mountain, but moves like thunder.
What's even more valuable is that Fang Ming exudes the aura of being in control of the overall situation. This aura is the temperament of a leader. Just like Fang Tianhao, who founded the Dragon Soul and Dragon Shadow organizations back then, he raised his arms and responded to the call.
Fang Ming, you have really changed, Zhu Xiaoyao sighed silently.
The two of them stood quietly for a long time, and Zhu Xiaoyao spoke again: "Young Master, what should we do next?"
Fang Ming raised his head, looked at the full moon in the sky and said, "Tomorrow, I will go see Shi Wenzhong."
As soon as the words came out, I was shocked like water and moonlight.
Zhu Xiaoyao couldn't understand Fang Ming's actions more and more. She only felt that this step had profound meaning. She was a curious person and couldn't hold back her words: "Why do you want to see Shi Wenzhong?"
Fang Ming smiled coldly and said, "Sister Xiaoyao, why do you have so many people?"
"Because I can't understand you anymore."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you can understand Brother Qiang!"