He Is Warmer Than Time

Relying on her father's help, by airborne, she will never realize the joy of such hard-won results.

She packed up the office supplies, carrying a small box, and went to the Secretary Office of the Foreign Affairs Department, where Feng Yu and Wu Rong were already sitting.

The two of them didn't smile, and welcomed her a little bit.

Gu Nian smiled confidently: "I hope everyone will live together peacefully in the future."

Feng Yu gritted her teeth, Gu Nian crawled too fast, she hated this kind of paratrooper the most.

Feng Yu is deceiving himself and others. He only sees other people's background and cannot see other people's abilities.

And speaking of it, isn't Feng Yu relying on her background? It's just that no one has a strong background.

Would you like to bet and lose?

Gu Nian tidied up a bit, and it was already half past five. When it was off work, the phone rang, and she picked it up and took a look.

The news from my uncle, he is already waiting for her outside the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

She was like a brisk little bird, with a smile on her mouth, and she ran out lightly.

Feng Yu yin and yang snorted strangely: "We are less than seven o'clock, there is no reason to get off work, she is doing well, and she will get off work at that point."

Wu Rong said while sorting out the information: "The same person has different lives. We will have to be careful in the future. After all, the Secretary re-uses her now, and she is backed by someone. If we really offend her, we won't be able to get along in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. "

Feng Yu bit her lower lip and did not speak.

Gu Nian hurried all the way, all the way into the elevator, down to the first floor, and then rushed out of the building while picking up his badge.

The afterglows of the evening shed all over the earth, and in the early winter evening, the whole city was stunned when the sun went down the mountain.

When Gu Nian left the compound, he saw a man in an iron gray coat leaning against the Volvo body.

He didn't wear a military uniform. After all, the military uniform was too eye-catching. At this moment, he was wearing an iron gray coat with one hand in his trouser pocket, with the placket still open, standing straight, looking at the door of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

As soon as he saw her coming out, he raised his mouth and gave a chuckle.

Gu Nian rushed towards him and threw directly into his arms.

"I was promoted, and then promoted to third-class secretary."

Shen Zhaozheng touched her head dozingly: "Have you done meritorious service in Jincheng?"

Gu Nian said happily: "That's right."

Shen Zhaozheng embraced her and got into the car together, and Gu Nian excitedly explained to him how she helped the Secretary to overcome the embarrassment and win the favor of the Director in Jincheng.

Shen Zhaozheng touched her face with relief: "My family's Nian Nian is great."

Gu Nian fluffed her hair: "Nowadays, Feng Yu, the original secretary of the Director-General of the Foreign Affairs Department, hates me. After all, I have replaced her now."

"Then you will be more careful."

Gu Nian's jaw head: "Don't worry, I can be considered a person who has come by the storm, she can't do anything to me."

At the Department of Homeland Security, Xie Muye finished his day's visit and accepted an interview with a female reporter sent by the TV station. Then he finished his work. It was already eight o'clock.

As soon as the interview was over, his secretary hurried up and handed him a glass of water and two capsules: "Sir, or else, go to the hospital first."

In the morning, he had a fever. This day, he turned around and didn't even have the effort to catch his breath. I'm afraid his condition has worsened.

"It's okay, just take two pills."

When she was about to leave, the female reporter threw the microphone to her assistant and hurried to catch up.