I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 8 President Xia's Treat

"Xia He didn't do me any good." Fang Qingye looked up at Zhao Wenjun:
"It's because you've done something too ruthless. You and Xia He can fight however you want, but you can't let innocent people take the blame for you!"

"An innocent person? You mean Zhang Qunying? I know that if this matter can't be resolved quickly, the bank will make her take the blame due to public opinion. At the very least, she'll be dismissed, maybe even fired. But this is only temporary!"

"You know very well that our bank is not at fault in this matter! If I became the bank president, I would definitely ask Zhang Qunying to return to work after the matter was thoroughly investigated. I estimate that in three months, or at most six months, the truth will be revealed. All of this was within my calculations, but you ruined it!"

After Zhao Wenjun finished speaking, his eyes turned cold.

Fang Qingye smiled faintly and said, "President Zhao, your wishful thinking is very sound, but have you ever thought about the grievances and suffering that Zhang Qunying will endure in the next three or six months? How will her life and family be affected? How will her relatives and friends view her?!"

"You said you suffered injustice. How can you say that to Zhang Qunying? Why should she be the victim of your struggle? Is it just because she's a nobody?!"

Fang Qingye was not exaggerating.

He remembered that Zhang Qunying's husband divorced her because of this incident, and a happy family was broken up.

Zhao Wenjun was stunned for a moment and didn't say anything else. Both of them fell into silence.

After a long while, Zhao Wenjun finished the wine in his glass, stood up and said to Fang Qingye, "I'm full. Let's go. Don't forget to pay the bill."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.

"President Zhao." Fang Qingye suddenly called him.

"You've told me so much today, aren't you afraid that I'll report you to Xia He or President Liu and tell them you were the one behind all this?!"

"You won't." Zhao Wenjun smiled and said, "Besides, I'm resigning tomorrow. What does it matter whether you sue me or not?"

After saying that, he opened the door and left.

Fang Qingye only then noticed through the window that it was raining outside for some reason.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and soon the sky and the earth were covered with mist.

He didn't leave, but just quietly drank the rest of the wine in the glass.

The next day at work, the news of Zhao Wenjun's resignation came out. He handed the resignation letter on Xia He's desk, packed up his things and left without looking back. It was said that he went to Shanghai.

Soon, President Zhang officially completed the retirement procedures. Someone from the municipal branch came to announce that Xia He would be the president of the Nanxin branch, and promoted Su Ming, the former head of the credit department, to be the vice president. The position of vice president remained vacant and the candidate was still being examined.

Xia He transferred Zhang Qunying from the Qianjin Road Savings Office to the branch to serve as the head of the credit department, while Liu Na from the Qianjin Savings Office took over the position.

A series of personnel adjustments were made within the branch, but all of this had nothing to do with Fang Qingye, as he continued to intern in the credit department.

After lunch that day, Fang Qingye had just left the cafeteria and was about to return to his office when his cell phone suddenly rang. He took it out and found it was Xia He calling.

Her phone number?

Fang Qingye naturally had his leader's phone number saved in his mobile phone, but they had never contacted each other, including the Tenglong Industrial incident. After the investigation was completed, Xia He still did not contact him alone. As for work, they had no intersection, and Xia He would not assign work directly to Fang Qingye's level.

A sudden call today?
Fang Qingye thought about it and answered the call and said something.

"Hello, President Xia."

"Xiao Fang, are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner." Xia He's pleasant voice came from the microphone.

invite to a meal?

Fang Qingye immediately understood.

The other party wanted to thank him, but he still asked, "President Xia, what's the matter with your treat?"

Xia He on the other end of the phone was straightforward: "Thank you."

"No need to be polite, President Xia. I've done my part." Fang Qingye subconsciously looked up at the president's office on the third floor. Sure enough, through the window, he saw a figure inside, staring at him.

It’s Xia He.

Xia He's voice quickly rang out again on the phone: "How can that be? Besides, Zhao Wenjun invited you to dinner and you readily agreed, but you refused when I invited you? You won't give me face as a senior?!"

Fang Qingye laughed when he heard this: "Okay, where?"

"It's not convenient outside, come to my place, I'll cook a few dishes, I'll send the specific address to your phone."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingye glanced at the third floor again, and the figure had disappeared.

After get off work in the afternoon, Fang Qingye packed up his things, went downstairs and rode his scooter. He did not go to Xia He's residence, but went home first.

After arriving home, Fang Qingye went back to the bedroom to take off his uniform, changed into a T-shirt and casual pants, and then went to the living room to leave a note for his mother saying that he would not be home for dinner in the afternoon.

But unexpectedly, the door was opened at this time and my mother Zhang Meili walked in.

"Mom, I'm going out to have dinner with my friends soon, so you don't have to cook for me tonight." Fang Qingye said hurriedly.

"With Song Dahai again?" Zhang Meili said as she hung her bag on the clothes rack in the living room and started changing her shoes.

"No, it was our President Xia who treated us." Fang Qingye told the truth.

"President Xia? The young and beautiful female president of your bank? She's treating? How many people?" Zhang Meili immediately became interested.

"Just me."

"Why? I heard you say that your President Xia is married?" Zhang Meili looked up at him.

"What does being married or not have to do with treating guests?" Fang Qingye was both angry and amused, so he explained:

"The main reason is that she felt that I helped her." Fang Qingye then briefly told her mother her own speculation and the role she played in the Tenglong deposit theft case.

Zhang Meili laughed after hearing this. "Oh, I didn't realize you had that kind of talent. Didn't you just mess around for four years in college?"

Fang Qingye was speechless.

Mom, am I so terrible in your eyes?

However, it seems that I just spent my four years in college idling away, basically playing games in Internet cafes.

Fang Qingye was about to say something, but the old mother waved her hand: "Go ahead, go ahead. It just so happens that I don't have to cook dinner."

Okay, I'm disgusted again.

Fang Qingye didn't say anything else. He went downstairs, got on the scooter again, and drove out of the family compound and headed north.

Xia He lives in the Northern Pearl Community, a newly built high-end community in the north of the county town. It not only has high-rise buildings, but also two rows of villas.

According to the address sent on the mobile phone, Fang Qingye arrived at a high-rise building in Area B and took the elevator to the twelfth floor.

I heard that Xia He's home is in the provincial capital, and this is just a temporary place to stay. The house was also bought by the branch for leaders whose homes are not in Nanxin to live in.

Fang Qingye went upstairs and rang the doorbell. The door opened within two minutes.

At this time, Xia He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and her originally tied-up bun was turned into shoulder-length hair, adding a touch of charm to her casual look.

With an apron around her waist, she looks more like a young lady.

(End of this chapter)