Chapter 860

In Fangyuan's mind, all female leaders in officialdom are basically carved from one mold.

Stereotype is their only feature, which has nothing to do with whether they are beautiful or not.

For the sake of power and climbing higher, they can only give up their female customs and become a fearsome and respectful neutral person.

When doing things, he is as resolute and resolute as a man. It seems that only those who keep a straight face all day can make subordinates ignore her woman's gender and obediently obey her.

Fang Yuan doesn't understand: do female officials have to be more rigid to serve the people?

In this way, those female beggars shouldn't hold a broken bowl and beg passers-by to pity her and throw some money into her bowl. Without cash, she can provide a card swiping machine - they should hold their chin high, block a rich man with their eyes facing the sky, raise their hands, snap their fingers, and then point their empty bowl to signal the rich to release their money quickly.

Women should be like men. Don't forget that they are water women when they think they are an official. They should wear their favorite clothes like all beauty ladies, show their beauty and give men benefits.

Is it true that all female officials will improve their working ability just because they dress up as old-fashioned, so they will not be excited when they see money and fantasize when they see handsome men?

Alas, all the women who are leaders in officialdom are actually the most hypocritical.

Fang yuante doesn't like those hypocritical people. If he didn't have something to do with Zhang Yi, he wouldn't bother to call her, and he wouldn't go crazy after listening to her say "gossip".

According to Fang Yuan's judgment, after he starts talking nonsense, Zhang Yi will certainly remind him with silence, humming, or simply in a cold tone. After speaking carefully, he will ask him about his intention to call,

It's strange that Zhang Yi didn't keep silent, didn't hum, and didn't pretend to scold him. Instead, he asked softly, "well, are you sure we'll always be innocent?"

Mr. Fang's hearing is very sensitive, especially his ability to observe words and colors is much higher than ordinary people. He immediately heard the meaning of "game dust" from Zhang Yi's words. He was stunned and asked, "leader Zhang, what do you mean by saying this?"

Zhang Yi was there. He seemed to smile and said, "it's not interesting. Maybe our relationship will develop to that point in the future."

Men are cheap, which Mr. Fang can be sure.

They have never been bothered by difficulties, but they enjoy them very much in the process of chasing women.

To put it simply: the more high up, the more women they despise will become the object of their conquest. Therefore, they can ignore any difficulties and show all the possible costs.

Just like Fang Yuan, after listening to the ambiguity that can be heard by deaf people in leader Zhang's words, the "cheap meaning" deep in his bones was ready to move immediately: "what kind of relationship?"

Zhang Yi replied, "what kind of relationship can you think of now?"

"Is it about rolling sheets?"

The cheapness of Fang Yuan is getting bigger and bigger. In addition, he dares to be unscrupulous through the phone.

"Do you have the courage?"

Zhang Yi on the other side of the phone, who knows which nerve is wrong, there is no angry voice.

Fang Yuan swallowed his saliva and asked, "what do you say?"

"Men are basically masters who dare to say and dare not practice. I think you are almost that kind of person. You dare to say that you can soak me on the Kang. In fact, when you really meet, you will be scared of your limbs. Oh, no, your five limbs tremble."

Zhang Yi doesn't look like an official anymore.

This makes Fangyuan wonder if he has the wrong number. The woman opposite is not Zhang Yi.

He looked at the screen of his mobile phone. It was really marked with the word "leader Zhang". He didn't call the wrong number. With his keen hearing, he could also hear that Zhang Yi was talking to him opposite.

However, how could that old woman speak so boldly that she didn't worry that he would record the call records of both sides, and then threaten her with this?

"Boy, why don't you talk?"

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "I'll say you smelly men, the most powerful thing is your tongue --"

Fang Yuan interrupted her: "I'm ten thousand times worse than my tongue. But no matter how powerful it is, I won't let an old woman like you taste it. "

Zhang Yi was not angry because he was called 'old-fashioned old lady', and asked, "how do you know I'm a old-fashioned old lady? Fang Yuan, to tell you the truth, my skin and figure are better than many 20-year-old girls. They can't compare that experience. If you have the ability to soak me up, I will let you know what real private life is. "

The woman took the wrong medicine before she dared to talk nonsense to me -- Fang Yuan thought in her heart and said, "stop this topic!"

"Why, are you afraid?"

Zhang Yi asked over there.

"I'm afraid."

Fang yuansun smiled and said, "I have goose bumps all over now. Just think of your old woman. I can go to find a sow and talk to it about how bullshit is better than flirting with an old cucumber painted green. "

Without waiting for Zhang Yi to say anything, Fang Yuan hurriedly said, "two things. First, when the approval document comes down, I'll go to the organ to find you when I'm free, and ask leader Zhang to open the door to you at that time. As for what you want, you can mention it now. As long as you don't open your mouth, I'll try to satisfy you. "

After loading the zombies and returning home, Fangyuan received a call from ye Mingmei, saying that she would soon arrive at the king of Tang and participate in the charity event with Mr. Fang. The approval came down and the funds could be in place at any time.

This is a good thing and a blessing for the orphans.

As long as ye Mingmei sincerely helps with charity, Fang Yuan thinks he can forgive Yan Chun for coming again.

He is a kind man - even if danger has covered his head, he will never give up the good he should do for this reason.

If you live, you'd better do something good within your power.

Good deeds can always erase people's guilt when they do wrong.

Fang Yuan began to get down to business. Zhang Yi also said seriously, "if you have to give me benefits, please soak me."

"Are you sick?"

Fang Yuan was angry. I don't understand how Zhang Yi became like this.

"Well, I'm sick. I'm still very sick. I have to be treated by a man."

Zhang Yi said faintly over there.

"If you still say that, I'll find someone else. I don't like dealing with sick women."

Fang Yuan answered coldly.

Zhang Yi was silent there for a moment. When he spoke again, his tone finally returned to normal: "what's the second thing?"

"Where's the car I lent you? You have to pay me back. I have to go to work. "

When Fang Yuan mentioned the white Great Wall car, he suddenly looked like the north of the desert: the car was hers.

At the same time, he was also frightened: did I have to go back to the car because it was her car?

It's not necessary to care about a car of tens of thousands of yuan, let alone take it seriously. Compare it with charity.

In fact, he did so. After a shock, he realized that what he couldn't put down was not the car, but the owner of the car.

When did the evil, dangerous and bloody female devil head unknowingly walk into the heart of Fangyuan?

Did he treat her as his sister just because they had been together for so long, or did she accompany him to the underground ancient city of the Northern Dynasty and live and die with him?

Thinking of this, Fang Yuan subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his right ankle.

There was a red cloth band wrapped around it with two small silver bells.

Each little silver bell is engraved with a gluttonous bird representing greed.

In ancient myths and legends, all people who deal with Taotie are eaten by it.

Greedy gluttony never distinguishes between the enemy and ourselves. As long as it likes, it will open its mouth.

"Why don't you talk?"

Zhang Yi's voice rang from Fang Yuan's ear, interrupting his daze.

"Ah, I said, you return the car to me. I need it to go to and from work."

Fang Yuan sucked his nose and replied.

"I just said twice that your car is in the mechanism compound. When you go to see me, just drive back."

Zhang Yi then asked, "you didn't hear it just now. Are you in a daze?"

"I'm in a daze. It's none of your old woman's business!"

Suddenly in a bad mood, after saying something impolitely, he withheld the phone, looked up to the southeast, stayed for a long time, and murmured, "where are you now?"

Xia Xiaoyun came to the gate, saw the light in the yard from the crack in the door, pushed the door and came in.

His face was red and his steps were frivolous. He knew he had drunk a lot of wine at a glance.

Laura followed her with several food bags in her hand. When she came in, she went to the kitchen. When she came out again, she had brought out several dishes on a tray and two bottles of beer. She came to the stone table and put them down. Without saying anything to Fang Yuan, she went into the West Wing room.

Xia Xiaoyun sat opposite the square, her elbows on the stone table, her fingers crossed, her chin held on the back of her hands, staring at Xiao Fang, with an idiot smile on her face.

"How much horse urine did you drink tonight?"

Fang Yuan didn't promise because President Xia came home and didn't forget to bring him dinner. He picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised meat and filled it in his mouth. Then he took a bottle of beer, grabbed the bottle mouth, put his thumb nail on the bottle cap, and opened the cap with a little force.

Xia Xiaoyun curled her lips and asked, "when you drink, you are drinking horse urine?"

"Well, I'm wrong. How much red wine made of horse urine did you drink?"

When he knew his mistake, he changed his square. He tore off a roast duck leg and put it in his mouth. When he took it out again, there was only one bone left. When he put it on the stone table, he sighed and muttered, "Alas, it's a pity that the donkey is not here. He likes duck legs best."

Xia Xiaoyun raised her hand and rubbed her small nose. Some grumbled (people who drink, their nose won't breathe anymore) and said, "then you can eat this with bones instead of donkeys."

"I never rob my brother's favorite food."

Fang Yuan is too lazy to ask Xia Xiaoyun who she drinks with and where she drinks.

After all, he is a big boss. He has constant social intercourse. It's normal to drink like this, just as he always reminds people of pigs when eating.

When he finished his meal, he always looked at his Xia Xiaoyun. He just stretched his waist. Just about to stand up and take a bath, Fang Yuan said, "what trap did you set for Qin Xiaobing?"

"What trap?"

Xiao Xia's face looks like she doesn't know why.