Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Hu Yifeng rubbed his eyes subconsciously, feeling a little astringent. He was really old. The flashing computer screen actually made him want to cry. ( .)

After all, time is not forgiving!

He felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but Hu Yifeng was still in a good mood. These questions were like a frenzy, making him feel like someone was setting him on fire.

"Dudududu"

The phone rang suddenly. Hu Yifeng, who frowned, finally answered the phone.

"Secretary Yifeng, this is Guan Yonghe. I just received a call from the Propaganda Department. I would like to ask you to see if our Provincial Party Committee Propaganda Department will intervene?"

Although Guan Yonghe did not explain what he was interfering with, Hu Yifeng knew it all too well. He immediately smiled and said: "Secretary-General Yonghe, a municipal party committee secretary must listen to the opinions of the masses through emerging channels such as the Internet and discuss the city's economic development. This is very important.

It is in line with the work spirit of our party, which is from the masses, to the masses. What is there to interfere with?"

"For some new things, we should look more at their positive aspects and not make a fuss about them."

While Hu Yifeng was speaking, he hung up the phone. He picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and looked at the screen again.

"Secretary Wang, if this famous watch is a token of love from your lover, can you announce your lover's occupation and financial sources? I heard that she is a soldier. In our country, for the salary of a soldier, she still pays

You can’t afford this Patek Philippe watch!”

Li Zhengnan looked at the computer screen nervously. At this time, there were dozens of netizens cheering for Wang Zijun in the Internet cafe. Everyone was nervously watching the progress of the matter.

The promotional video before the meeting was really inspiring. Although they felt the changes in Ronan City, the visual impact of this documentary with pictures and texts was still very shocking to them.

This is Ronan City, our Ronan!

"***. What's wrong with marrying a rich girl? Can't Secretary Wang marry a rich wife?" Sitting next to Li Zhengnan was a young man with a strong body, as strong as a calf.

Amidst this chaotic sound, Li Zhengnan felt that time passed very slowly. He did not speak, but just stared at the screen closely, waiting for Secretary Wang's answer.

"My wife is a soldier. I don't know how much money her family has, but one thing I am sure is that she has earned it legally."

As this line of text appeared, the stagnant dialogue box suddenly became crazy.

"Secretary Wang, stop telling everyone fairy tales. Can your wife afford a Patek Philippe with her legal income? Then don't pull me in. I will also serve as a soldier to protect my family and country!"

"Why don't I know about such a good unit? Please educate yourself!"

"Secretary Wang. Is your lover's company the richest in the country?"

Li Zhengnan had originally prepared everything, and there were dozens of replies stored in his document. But at this time, he was speechless. Tell me, how do you want me to help you debate?

The other people in the Internet cafe also had stagnant expressions, looking at the constantly refreshing content. They were also a little at a loss.

The reporters at the meeting venue were all staring at the man in the middle of the hall quietly, their expressions full of surprise.

Zhao Weidong put down the camera he was holding in his hand, and said softly to Li Bing: "Li Bing, this guy named Wang must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Isn't this kind of rhetoric playing with fire?"

Li Bing said nothing. Looking at Wang Zijun sitting there calmly, Li Bing's heart was full of doubts.

If Li Bing only started from the perspective of sympathy for a woman, then Dong Zhibin started from the perspective of his boss's future. Chinese people have the sentiment of dying for their confidants. As a bole with a keen eye for recognizing talents, how could Dong Zhibin interpret Secretary Wang's confidant and encounter?

Did you forget about it?

Without Wang Zijun's appreciation, he would never have been able to reach this point, and now he prefers that the person at the forefront is him, rather than the person who leads Ronan's rapid development.

It is impossible to stop it, but it is not possible to just watch this meeting continue!

What should I do?

Dong Zhibin scratched his hair, secretly worried about his helplessness.

At this time, I don’t know how many people are paying attention to the changes in this meeting. Those portal websites that have already put this matter on the homepage have put Wang Zijun’s answer in red font and hung it on a separate

on the small window.

Although these websites did not comment on this matter, in fact they no longer have any thoughts about Secretary Wang.

"What are you doing, Zijun?" Yi Feng asked Qin Hongjin while holding Little Sweet Dou in her arms, looking at the computer screen.

Qin Hongjin also felt a huge stone weighing on her heart, but she still comforted her softly: "It's okay, there is absolutely no problem with the source of Xiaobei's wealth, and Zijun will be fine."

"Dad..." Little Sweet Bean didn't understand what her two mothers were talking about, but after hearing her father's name, she still called him "Dad" sweetly.

"Since everyone is so curious about the source of my wife's wealth, I will satisfy everyone's curiosity. Please find the start menu on your computer, and then find... Enter the seven words I love you forever in the dialog box

, and then press the OK key."

A lot of text suddenly appeared on the screen. Looking at the sudden text, Qin Hongjin and Yi Feng were both stunned.

What's going on? Could it be that Zijun is really a little dizzy?

It can be said that Qin Hongjin has experienced various ups and downs in controlling Juncheng Group over the years. But at this time, facing this answer, he still felt a little panicked.

What is this?

Yi Feng couldn't help but let go and almost dropped the little sweet bean from her hand. The two of them looked at each other almost in sync with each other.

The moment Qin Hongjin reacted, she started typing as shown on the screen. And at the moment she was operating the computer, many people were performing the same actions in areas covered by the network.

In the villa in Beijing, the staff looked hesitantly at the leader sitting on the sofa, waiting for the leader's top instructions. Although his heart was full of curiosity at this time, he could not move without the leader speaking.

"Look what tricks this kid is playing." There was an undoubted meaning in the faint voice.

At Lin Zeyuan's home, Lin Zeyuan and Wang Guangrong looked at each other and began to operate the computer according to the instructions. However, their fingers were a little stiff and they were not as fast as the young people in operating the computer.

"Secretary Lin, I made a typo, that should be student, not promotion..." Wang Guangrong reminded him softly as he looked at Lin Zeyuan who was slowly typing on the keyboard.

Lin Zeyuan hurriedly deleted the misspelled word, but unexpectedly, he deleted everything in a hurry.

"This kid knows how to give people problems, I want to see what he can come up with!"

In the Internet cafe in Ronan City, after Li Zhengnan finished typing this, he quickly pressed the OK button, then took a deep breath and waited slowly.

"Zhenyue, Wang Zijun, what is he doing?" Cao Zhener asked Ruan Zhenyue in a deep voice while operating the computer according to the prompts on the screen.

Ruan Zhenyue did not speak. He just watched the display on the screen quietly. However, he had a bad feeling in his heart at this time. In the overt and covert fight with Wang Zijun, he already had a deep understanding of Wang Zijun.

, In his eyes, Wang Zijun is like a cunning fox. He will never make stupid mistakes on such an important matter this time.

And such an abnormal thing illustrates one point. Wang Zijun's skills are definitely not simple. Abnormal things in the world are monsters! Ruan Zhenyue believes this sentence very much.

The moment Cao Zhener pressed the OK button, Ruan Zhenyue's mouth tightened, but his eyes were fixed on the screen.

Black screen!

Seeing the screen turn black, Ruan Zhenyue was really a little stupid. Why did the screen of his computer go black when he entered these words?

Prince, what kind of joke are you kidding!

And while Ruan Zhenyue was cursing in his heart, almost many people in different places and at the same time were cursing.

"Hurry up and restart!" Ruan Zhenyue said in a deep voice towards Cao Zhen'er.

But just as Cao Zhen'er's palm moved towards the reset button, a ray of light appeared on the screen like a meteor streaking through the night sky, illuminating the entire screen instantly.

And this point of light is just the beginning. With the appearance of this point of light, countless lights and shadows, like dots of stars, flash across the screen. The beautiful picture instantly gives people the feeling of appearing under a meteor shower in the night sky.

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Looking at this scene, Cao Zhener was a little stunned. As a woman, she would also be intoxicated by some beautiful things.

The meteors were flashing more and more happily, and more and more urgently. Just as the meteors were flashing urgently, two figures slowly appeared on the screen.

The two figures looked insubstantial under the shooting stars, and their faces and expressions could not be clearly seen, but the image of hands tightly clasped together did not require much thought to figure out what it meant.

"Prince, Mo Xiaobei will live forever!"

"What does this mean?" Beauty Li Bing asked Zhao Weidong curiously. Zhao Weidong was also confused as a monk at this time: "Is Wang Zijun deliberately delaying time?"

Just as the two of them were muttering, a line of text appeared in the dialog box on the screen: "Secretary Wang, are you kidding me? It doesn't work at all. I did the third step and there was nothing. What else are you inputting?"

Go to hell for the rest of your life!"

Looking at these words, Zhao Weidong couldn't help but said: "I'm just saying, Guizhou donkey has no skills. Look, there is no response at all. I guess this answer will attract a lot of scolding after a while.

"Silly man, why didn't you react? We all saw it. It's beautiful and touching. Secretary Wang, I want to ask, who is Mo Xiaobei? Why is there such a small attachment hidden in my computer program?

?”

"Who are you calling a fool? I don't have any here. I lied to you that I was my grandson!"

Before these words could be finished, some replies came. After a minute, the entire screen was occupied by a question. This question was: "Who is Mo Xiaobei?"

Wang Zijun looked at the question on the screen and typed the keyboard again, and a line of words appeared on the screen: Sorry, I didn't make it clear just now. The operation command I mentioned is only for our domestic system and is not supported by other systems."

"Let me tell you. I am using a very hard system..."

However, before Wang Zijun could finish reading this reply, it had already been swiped away. The question on the screen was still the same five-character question - Who is Mo Xiaobei?

"Mo Xiaobei is the main designer of our domestic computer system." Before Wang Zijun could answer, an answer appeared on the screen instantly.

With this answer, various information about Mo Xiaobei appeared on the screen instantly. But this information was no longer the main thing. Everyone was focused on one thing. That was the main designer of the current domestic system.

At present, many domestic technologies lag behind developed countries. The Chinese people are not very proud of many aspects, but the computer operating system that occupies half of the world is one of the greatest prides of the Chinese people. Over the years, although this system is not known

How many people use it, but the designer of this system is a mystery.

In the eyes of many people, this should be the crystallization of collective wisdom and the result of the joint efforts of a group of computer experts. But now, this news has shocked everyone.

The man who can suppress huge hardware systems and let his country take the lead in operating systems is called Mo Xiaobei!

In an instant, this news suppressed all doubts, and those portal websites posted these three words on the homepage of their websites as quickly as possible. Mo Xiaobei became famous all over the world in one fell swoop!

No one answered, but everyone already recognized the answer in their hearts. If the system owned by him and others was not designed by Mo Xiaobei, then how could there be that hidden picture on his computer? And why is this picture

It will be hidden in the computer. This is easy to think about.

A certain genius woman hid her love in the ubiquitous world through her dexterous hands and intelligent brain. The entire Internet was silent, and no one knew what to say.

Qin Hongjin looked at the two people still flashing on the computer. A trace of tears flashed in her eyes. At this time, various thoughts kept flashing in her heart, but in the end, she dialed a familiar number.

"Announce the agreement signed between our company and Ms. Mo." After Qin Hongjin finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

And the news she released dropped a big stone under the calm lake. As one of the domestic giants, Juncheng Group itself attracted the attention of countless people, and the news she released at this moment was even more...

It's groundbreaking.

It turns out that the main developer of the system we have been using is Mo Xiaobei, and in the use of this system, Mo Xiaobei has cooperated with Juncheng Group. How much will Mo Xiaobei's share in this agreement be?

Woolen cloth?

"How much money does Mo Xiaobei have?" I don't know how long it took, but a question suddenly appeared on the frozen dialog box.

"No matter how much money Mo Xiaobei has, she deserves it. Without Mo Xiaobei, how could we be so proud of the operating system? ***, who is the hard one? The system is not as good as ours.

Look how much money he has! I'll put a damn post here as proof. If anyone thinks Mo Xiaobei's income is unfair, I send my regards to his whole family!"

"Brother, your opinion is my opinion. Ms. Mo's income is not excessive. No, it should be more than what she has now."

"That is, don't look at what contributions they have made. They should earn money, which is much better than those second-generation officials and businessmen... You will immediately question me, what, post more eye-catching things, will

The momentum of these discussions was redirected to me." Cao Yuan looked at the sudden change in the direction of the discussions and was a little frustrated when he issued the order.

The young man wiped his eyes and then said: "Mr. Cao, we have just written hundreds of posts, but there were too few. They were suppressed by other posts before they were effective."

"Keep writing!" Cao Yuan slammed the table and roared loudly.

"Breaking some eye-catching tidbits, what, fabricating some Mo Xiaobei love history or something like that..."

After listening to the boss's instructions, the young man's expression changed a bit. Just when he was thinking about how to respond to Cao Yuan's proposal, a young man not far from him suddenly stood up.

"I quit. It's easy for me to attack an official, but it's too heartless for me to attack a goddess who brings glory to the country. I can't do it."

"Yes, I quit. Damn, no matter how much money you make, you can't sell your personality." Following his suggestion, several young people stood up at the same time.

Cao Yuan did not expect that there would be a rebellion within himself, and for a moment his face became extremely ferocious: "Whoever dares to leave will not get any money!"

"I'll just think that all my work was in vain, so I can't be unconscionable!" As several young people spoke, they opened the door and walked out.

"This is the person you are looking for, ah! This is the person you are looking for. Let me tell you, their money is gone! Not even a penny!" Cao Yuan pointed at the young man wearing glasses in front of him and shouted loudly

roared.

"Mr. Cao, just think that we are working for dogs. Goodbye!" The young man wearing glasses pushed the table hard and walked toward the door.

"You...you" Cao Yuan, who had been bossing around just now, was so angry that he couldn't speak. He pushed the table hard and became very angry.

"Long live!"

Amidst the cheers, Li Zhengnan almost jumped up. This indescribable joy made him feel extremely excited.

Such a gaffe was not unusual, because in the entire Internet cafe, he was not the only one venting like this. There were even people hugging strangers around them tightly to convey their happiness.

Yes, it is to spread happiness. As staunch supporters of Secretary Wang, they persisted for days and nights to debate Secretary Wang. Now that victory has come, they have the right to cheer and be happy!

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Just when Ronan City was filled with cheers, Wang Zijun, who was at the center, breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking at the various words of support for Mo Xiaobei that kept flashing on the big screen, he himself felt a little excited

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My wife takes action, one is worth two!

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