Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Everyone had just drank and was a little drunk. Li Congbo said to Cheng Siyuan: "Let's slow down, smoke, and talk nonsense. I used to have dinner with business bosses and found that many bosses are pretty good at telling jokes. Why don't we see you today?

Are you telling a joke?"

Cheng Siyuan then laughed and said: "Haha, business people are from all walks of life. They deal with everyone, and they hear a lot of miscellaneous things. It's just that I met you and Mr. Wang today, and there are two beauties here. Such a stylish person

I really don’t dare to make mistakes in this place!”

Li Congbo laughed loudly: "But it doesn't matter. We are all mortals! Mr. Wang and the two beauties also know that jokes can liven up the atmosphere."

Cheng Siyuan readily agreed and said with a smile: "Okay, I accept this task! It is said that Master Li took a bus to ** Town in a certain city. Since he had never been there, he started asking the female conductor after the second stop:*

*Have you arrived? The female conductor replied: No. After passing the second station, Master Wang asked again

Question: Has ** arrived? The female conductor replied: No. After a few minutes, Master Wang asked again: Has ** arrived? At this time, the female conductor was really impatient. She replied loudly: ** has arrived, I

She will scream! As soon as she finished speaking, everyone was shocked. All their eyes turned to the female conductor."

As soon as Cheng Siyuan finished speaking, everyone laughed. The two beauties covered their faces while drinking tea.

Li Congbo said: "Do you two beauties mind if we tell these vulgar jokes?"

Zhen Yanying smiled, her face turned rosy, and she lowered her head to drink tea. But Chen Xiaojiao said: "My ears have poor contact, so I can hear some words but not others." Li Congbo then smiled and said: "Miss Chen is very good at speaking.

Art is better than any joke."

The moment Wang Zijun lowered his head to drink tea, Chen Xiaojiao had already gently made a gesture of invitation towards Wang Zijun. At this moment, Wang Zijun really felt like he was chasing a duck.

Chen Xiaojiao grasped her waist. Although Wang Zijun was a gentleman, when his palm fell on that small waist, he could still feel the flexibility transmitted from that small waist.

Wang Zijun had little practice in dancing, but under the leadership of a professional like Chen Xiaojiao, he was able to dance with style. Although his main focus was still on Cheng Siyuan, Wang Zijun casually praised Chen Xiaojiao's dancing.

Two sentences.

"I've been practicing since I was a child. If I don't dance well, wouldn't it make people laugh?"

While Chen Xiaojiao was talking, she cuddled up to Wang Zijun. Her towering breasts instantly pressed against Wang Zijun's chest.

Feeling the heat in his chest, Wang Zijun's reaction became more and more enthusiastic. Although he had made up his mind never to get involved with new women, as a normal man facing this temptation, his body still had an instinctive reaction.

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Gently pulling his body back a little, Wang Zijun pulled the figures of Little Baby and Little Sweet Pea into his heart. This trick really worked, and it only took two minutes for him to return to normal.

"Spring in the Northland..."

Although Li Congbo is an amateur, his singing voice is still very mellow and quite high-level. After Li Congbo finished singing this song, he switched to Zhen Yanying, a professional singer.

Professional is professional, the song "Watching the Rain in Winter" made her perform a soul-stirring performance. And Chen Xiaojiao, who originally danced with Wang Zijun, was inspired by this song, and her whole body seemed to be hanging on Wang Zijun's body.

"Boss, do you think you can take down Secretary Wang today?" Cheng Siyuan sat next to Li Congbo and said in a low voice.

Li Congbo frowned and then said softly: "I think it's a bit mysterious. Didn't you say you only want to eat? Why did you bring so two people here?"

"Brother, isn't this matter too important to our company? I've asked around. In Shan Province, the only one who can resist this matter is Secretary Wang." Cheng Siyuan looked at Wang Zijun's graceful swinging body and said in a deep voice.

said.

Li Congbo's understanding of Wang Zijun has always been that he is a humble, promising, and personable person. He never expected that Cheng Siyuan would give such a high evaluation to Wang Zijun. He had been dealing with Cheng Siyuan for more than a day or two.

This person has a very good eye for people, otherwise he wouldn’t have worked hard from a laid-off worker to have assets worth more than a billion yuan now.

"Yeah." Li Congbo nodded without saying anything.

"Dudududu"

The ringing of the phone cut through the music in the room. Wang Zijun let go of the woman's arm and connected the phone.

"Hey, it's me, what? If something like this happens, okay, okay, I'll be right over." As Wang Zijun spoke, he hung up the phone.

"Brother Li, Mr. Cheng, there is something going on at home. I have to go back first. You don't have to wait for me." As Wang Zijun spoke, he walked outside, looking like he was in a hurry.

Cheng Siyuan looked at Wang Zijun leaving in a hurry, with a bit of a loss on his face. He was confused by Wang Zijun's sudden departure. But Li Congbo followed Wang Zijun closely and said: "Zijun, we also had a lot of fun today. Since

If you have something to do, let’s break up."

Watching Wang Zijun get into the taxi and speed away, Li Congbo and Cheng Siyuan put down their waving hands.

"Brother, I guess something is wrong!" Cheng Siyuan looked at Li Congbo and said softly.

Li Congbo nodded. At this time, he was thinking about whether he should explain today's events to Wang Zijun tomorrow, or pretend that nothing was wrong and they should keep it in mind.

"There are some things, don't be clever." Li Congbo looked at Cheng Siyuan and said in a deep voice.

Looking at Li Congbo's expression, Cheng Siyuan nodded and said: "Leader, I understand."

Although he said he understood, Cheng Siyuan didn't take Li Congbo's words very seriously. After so many years of ups and downs in the domestic business world, he realized a truth, that is, there is no free lunch in the world. Similarly, when others are

I won’t help you with anything in vain.

For example, the matter he planned to ask Wang Zijun to handle was equally risky for him. Wang Zijun was not related to him, so why should he help him in this matter?

This is also the reason why he spent a lot of money to invite this popular beauty. However, these two beauties did not achieve the purpose he expected.

Originally, Wang Zijun lived in the school in accordance with the requirements of the Party School, but tonight he was so hot with Chen Xiaojiao's teasing that his whole body felt like it was on fire, so he finally couldn't wait to go home.

She tiptoed into the room. Mo Xiaobei was not asleep yet and was reading a book by the light of the desk lamp. Seeing Wang Zijun walk in, she put down the book and said, "Why are you back?"

"I miss you." Wang Zijun's heart was beating wildly. He wanted to be as calm as possible, but he couldn't help but got into the bed anxiously and hugged Mo Xiaobei...

The early morning sunshine shook Wang Zijun from his deep sleep. He turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaobei, who was lying in his arms, and felt a trace of apology in his heart. He didn't know why he was so angry yesterday, which made Mo Xiaobei so angry.

Xiaobei pinched his back angrily and slapped him randomly, Zijun, are you crazy?

Wang Zijun, who felt his waist and legs ached, raised the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes with satisfaction, hugged Mo Xiaobei in his arms, and enjoyed this rare relaxation.

An hour later, Wang Zijun appeared in the party school classroom refreshed and refreshed. He and Li Congbo exchanged glances, and the two of them smiled, as if everything was unspoken.

The morning class was an economist's exposition on domestic economic development. Wang Zijun listened with interest. Although he did not agree with the expert's opinions in some aspects, it was very useful as a reference.

"Brother Li, do you have any plans for today?" Wang Zijun came to Li Congbo and asked with a smile.

"Is it still there for the time being?" Li Congbo was a little worried about whether Wang Zijun suspected him. At this time, seeing that the prince treated him as always, he felt relieved. At the same time, he also made up his mind that he would never do anything to him in the future.

Cheng Siyuan came to see Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun chuckled and said, "That's great. A comrade in our city comes to see me. I want to ask your brother to help me save my face."

"That's no problem!" Seeing how intimate Wang Zijun was, Li Congbo agreed.

It's not that Li Congbo has no plans today. A municipal party secretary in his province has contacted him specifically today. But now that Wang Zijun has sent out the invitation, the municipal party secretary can only push it back.

After making an appointment with Li Congbo, Wang Zijun walked towards the school gate. Just as he walked out of the school gate, He Qirui quickly stepped out of a car and greeted him.

"Secretary Wang." When He Qirui came to Wang Zijun, he quickly stretched out his hand.

While shaking hands with He Qirui, Wang Zijun said with a smile: "Old He, we haven't seen each other for just a few days, so you have to give me this set of etiquette."

"Hey, I seem to have obsessive-compulsive disorder to shake hands now. No matter who I see, I subconsciously extend my hand!" He Qirui scratched his head and said mockingly.

"When did you come to Beijing?" Wang Zijun asked casually after sitting in the car with He Qirui.

"Last night." He Qirui came to Beijing this time. He said he had a few projects to run, but he mainly reported work to Wang Zijun. Although Wang Zijun said he wanted to study off-the-job for the past two months, He Qirui knew that in Luo

Nanshi, without the support of Wang Zijun, he would not be able to survive at all.

Not to mention the municipal party committee, he also had a clear idea of ​​how many people in the municipal government really followed him. Therefore, in the early days of presiding over the work, he set a principle for himself: to ask for instructions frequently.

, report more and express less.

Tong Qianye, who was driving He Qirui, slowly parked the car in front of a teahouse. After the two people sat down again and drank two cups of tea, Wang Zijun looked a little serious and said: "Old He, from Miyada Company

What’s going on with the logistics park?”

"Secretary Wang, I think Miyada Company has bad intentions. They haven't invested a penny yet, and just an investment plan has made several provinces in central China take action. Governor Tianshi held a meeting in person the day before yesterday, asking all municipalities to

We must give full play to the advantages of each place, the Eight Immortals cross the sea, each shows his magical powers, and we must keep Miyada Company!"!~!

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