In other words, Kuang Hanyun cannot predict his future, and he can only think about the best plans no matter how wonderful they are.
Fang Ming smiled coldly and said: "Secretary Kuang, I have always sought wealth and wealth through danger. There is still a year and a half before the election."
After waking up the dreamer, Kuang Hanyun felt that he was too conservative.
The eyes in Ziguang Pavilion are all staring at the people below. Whoever can stand out will be the finalist for the next Politburo member.
Those who can hold high positions at the provincial and ministerial levels are official elites. They are familiar with the art of officialdom and are good at creating various opportunities to express themselves.
What's more, this cooperation will benefit you and not harm you at all.
The Fang family leverages hundreds of billions of funds, and the pressure they bear is much greater than that of their own family. Fang Ming, a 26-year-old young man, dares to put all his money and ambition into action, so why are he still hesitating?
"Secretary Kuang, phone number." Secretary Xiao Liu called from outside.
Kuang Hanyun went outside to answer the phone, while Fang Ming sat leisurely on the recliner, not showing any signs of nervousness.
Five minutes later, Kuang Hanyun walked up to Fang Ming with a solemn expression, stretched out his right hand and said, "Fang Ming, let's work hard together."
Kuang Hanyun seemed to see the prospect, no longer hesitated, and left with satisfaction.
The curtain behind them clattered, and Shu Muyun and Qin Wenfang walked out from behind the screen.
"Aunt Yun, Aunt Fang, drink tea."
For this meeting, Fang Ming arranged for the two of them to sit in a hidden corner, which had far-reaching implications.
Their father is dead, and the spiritual support of Shu Muyun and Qin Wenfang collapsed instantly. Implementing the 100 billion plan can divert their attention and stimulate their fighting spirit.
The two strong women looked at each other and asked curiously: "Fang Ming, was it you who arranged the phone call Kuang Hanyun answered?"
Fang Ming sighed, smiled mischievously and said, "Aunt Yun, Aunt Fang, I thought you were going to ask me about my business plan next?"
Shu Muyun rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are blaming us for being too nosy."
Qin Wenfang even pinched Fang Ming and said coquettishly: "Keep it secret from us."
The goddess aunt was very angry, and the consequences were very serious. Fang Ming quickly apologized and said with a smile: "I just asked Mr. Pan to call him."
"Mr. Pan, that Mr. Pan." Qin Wenfang was stunned for a moment, then gasped: "You mean Pan Tianhan."
"Who is the master of economics in life? Pan Tianhan laughs at the situation." Shu Muyun's eyes widened in surprise.
What surprised the two of them was yet to come: "Mr. Pan will lead his Chinese Research Association to Nanchuan Province for inspection next week and will stay at our Jinhuang Villa."
"Mr. Pan is coming, I have to ask him for advice.
"Yes, when I was studying finance at Princeton, the economist I admired most was Mr. Pan. The China Research Institute he led was the leading private think tank in China. This opportunity should not be missed."
The two goddess aunts showed extreme enthusiasm. Fang Ming did not expect that they would be Mr. Pan's fans. It seemed that Jinhuang Villa was going to be lively now.
When I walked out of the study, it was already dusk.
The slanting light shines in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, shrouding it like a golden veil. The entire study exudes the unique charm of late spring, like a beautiful woman leaning on the railing and gazing, leaving an infinitely quiet and beautiful back view.
Fang Ming strolled out of the study. Willows were dancing in the courtyard, catkins were flying, the evening breeze was blowing, and a pool of spring water was sparkling.
"Spring is late in the lonely empty garden." The beautiful scenery in front of us corresponds to this poem.
Beautiful dusk can always arouse people's infinite reverie. Fang Ming stood beside the rockery in the courtyard, quietly watching the rippling spring water and breathing in the air mixed with the smell of earth and grass.
A beautiful reflection appeared in the water, Fang Ming raised his head, and his sister-in-law Shen Bijun walked over gently.
Since the big quarrel with Zhu Xiaoyao, Shen Bijun has been hiding in Jinhuang Villa, silently taking care of his business.
Fang Ming wants to implement a huge economic complex plan, of which Shenhua Group is an important link. He must win the support of his sister-in-law Shen Bijun.
Today, Shen Bijun is wearing a blue and white cheongsam, which makes her figure even more graceful and graceful, as exquisite as porcelain from the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Shen Bijun walked towards me like a series of Song poems, exuding a graceful charm.
However, Shen Bijun's face showed fatigue and haggard, which seemed incongruous compared with her overall temperament.
"Fang Ming, I heard that Wen Qiang woke up."
"Wake up." Fang Ming did not dare to look into his sister-in-law's eyes, for fear of offending the sad woman.
"Sister-in-law, Brother Qiang has been thinking about you. He was still calling your name when he was in a coma."
This is a white lie, and a lie that has to be told.
Sure enough, two red clouds rose up on Shen Bijun's cheeks, and she asked expectantly: "He really said that."
Realizing her gaffe, Shen Bijun quickly calmed down and sighed: "I have been married to him for ten years. He should understand who I am as a person and cherish this relationship. Why is he still with that witch?" .”
In Shen Bijun's heart, Zhu Xiaoyao will always be a "demon". Shen Bijun, who comes from a well-known family, has always been disdainful of the voluptuous woman and her seductive demeanor.
Normally, Zhu Xiaoyao said some explicit words and did some frivolous behavior in front of Fang Wenqiang, and Shen Bijun could tolerate it. But when Zhu Xiaoyao occupied Fang Wenqiang's bedroom and refused to let him visit, Shen Bijun finally realized Zhu Xiaoyao was demonstrating to herself that she wanted to take Fang Wenqiang away completely.
Women, when faced with emotional threats, will always make a desperate move and arouse endless fighting spirit.
There was a cold light in Shen Bijun's eyes, which made Fang Ming, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help but be moved.
The sorrow and malice in his eyes are enough to send his opponent into an endless hell and sink him into a sea of misery forever.
"Fang Ming, can Wen Qiang recover as before?" Shen Bijun asked with concern.
"The old Taoist priest said that Brother Qiang's recovery is better than expected."
Shen Bijun let out a long breath and finally let go of his worries: "Brother Qiang has had a very hard life. In the Fang family, he relied on his skills to get where he is today."
Unlike Fang Ming, Fang Wenqiang was an orphan adopted by Fang Tianhao. He grew up in such a family and eventually became Fang Tianhao's right-hand man, all relying on his own diligence and hard work.
If Fang Wenqiang cannot recover, it will be a heavy blow to his will.
"Sister-in-law, actually Brother Qiang has always loved you."
"Really?" Shen Bijun somewhat hated Fang Ming's attitude. She directed all her anger at Fang Ming: "You men don't have any good things. You are always messing around and messing around."
There was already an innuendo in his words. Fang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "I admit that my private life is not clean enough, but Brother Qiang is sincere to my sister-in-law."
"Sincerely, why didn't he expel that witch from the Fang family?"
When it comes to this, we must talk about it openly. It is related to our own plans.
If Shen Bijun is confused, he will not hesitate to take back the equity of Shenhua Group.
Fang Ming looked at Shen Bijun steadily and said categorically: "Because Brother Qiang has another feeling for Sister Xiaoyao."
Shen Bijun was surprised, her beautiful eyes were dancing, and she was eagerly looking forward to the next chapter. She really wanted to know what the other emotion was.
"Sister-in-law, this kind of feeling is the feeling between soldiers, the feeling of brothers living and dying. This kind of feeling is different from your feelings."
"real."
"Really." Fang Ming said seriously.
Some words spoken by different people will have different effects. If Fang Wenqiang said it himself, Shen Bijun would probably think that he was making excuses, but if Fang Ming said it, Shen Bijun had no reason not to believe it.
"I want to go see Wen Qiang." Shen Bijun puffed up her chest and regained her former confidence.
"Okay, I'll accompany you."
Fang Ming accompanied Shen Bijun through the path and arrived at Fang Wenqiang's villa.
Zhu Xiaoyao was busy in the kitchen, and the aroma of food wafted out, revealing the warmth of home.
Shen Bijun opened the door and walked in, her nameless anger rising again.
The hostess busy in the kitchen should be me, the hateful Zhu Xiaoyao.
"Fang Ming." Zhu Xiaoyao heard the noise and came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of tomato and egg soup in her hand.
Seeing Shen Bijun, Zhu Xiaoyao's face became embarrassed. She also knew Fang Ming's plan, in which Shen Bijun was an important part.
If it were just about feelings, Zhu Xiaoyao would do anything.
But now, the Fang family must become one, and she cannot have too much trouble with Shen Bijun.
"Sister Bijun, please sit down." Zhu Xiaoyao put the bowl of soup on the table, then she ran into the bedroom quickly and pushed Fang Wenqiang out.
Fang Wenqiang is in a wheelchair. He looks good. After a period of rest, he will be able to walk and gradually recover.
Seeing Shen Bijun, Fang Wenqiang actually had tears in his eyes.
If a man doesn't shed tears, he hasn't reached the point of being sad.
The tears of an iron-blooded man are more shocking than any sweet words.
Shen Bijun knew her man well. This man must have suffered too many grievances. She couldn't help but soften her heart: "Wen Qiang, how do you feel?"
"I'm fine, Bijun, don't worry about me."
Zhu Xiaoyao heard this in the kitchen, her nose felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes.
They are husband and wife, so what does it mean if I dominate them like this?
But I didn't care. At that moment in the snow-capped mountains, I carried too much fear of loss, and I could never back down.
Shen Bijun has countless tender feelings, and so can I.
Zhu Xiaoyao wiped away her tears, took out the cooked food, put it on the table, looked at Fang Wenqiang tenderly and said: "Brother Qiang, I will serve you some food."
"Thank you." Fang Wenqiang turned around and said, "You guys can eat together too."
"Okay, let's go together." Shen Bijun felt relieved when she saw that Fang Wenqiang was fine, and she didn't mind having dinner with Zhu Xiaoyao.
The four of them were each thinking about their own thoughts, and the meal seemed to be spent in silence.
Fang Ming took the initiative to speak and told the story of his meeting with Kuang Hanyun.
Fang Wenqiang couldn't help but his eyes lit up. This plan was very challenging. Fang Ming proposed such a plan, which showed that his strategic thinking had undergone a fundamental change.
If this plan can be implemented smoothly, the Fang family's economic strength will undergo a qualitative change and become the leading family in China.