Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Li Congbo was walking on the path of the party school, thinking about some of the work in their province. Just as he was thinking about it, he saw an Audi parked not far away. Originally, he didn't care much about this inconspicuous car.

In my heart, after all, for someone of his level, it would be really strange if someone came with a Poussin.

Just when he was about to turn his head, he saw Wang Zijun getting out of the Audi. He was now deliberately getting married to Wang Zijun. After all, this young man had superb skills and a bright future.

After pondering for a moment, he stepped towards Wang Zijun. Just when he was about to reach Wang Zijun, the car also turned a corner and drove slowly outside.

Because the car was driving slowly, he could see the license plate of the car clearly. Li Congbo's eyesight was very good. Even though he was more than ten meters away, the license plate of the car was still clearly reflected in his eyes.

Why is this license plate?

The reason Li Congbo remembered this license plate was because Secretary Zhao from their province visited him some time ago and invited him to have a meal with him. However, the protagonist of this meal was not him, but Wu Xiaoyang.

During that meal, although Wu Xiaoyang was enthusiastic about Secretary Zhao, he paid little attention to him. Li Congbo was not uncomfortable with such a cold treatment. After all, his level was not high enough for Wu Xiaoyang to pay attention to. It seemed like this

It's natural to do.

And the reason why I remember this number is because when I saw Wu Xiaoyang off, Wu Xiaoyang took this car, and now. Wang Zijun came back in this car again. What does this mean?

While he was guessing, he came to Wang Zijun and said: "Well, Secretary Wang, you are not at home with your wife and children at this time, why are you here? Do you think I am lonely, brother, and are you planning to treat me to a drink tonight?

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Neither Wang Zijun nor Li Congbo would care who invited whom to drink. The reason why Li Congbo said this was to show that he was close to Wang Zijun.

Seeing Li Congbo, Wang Zijun also smiled and said: "Governor Li, I just had a drink at noon. Drinking is not necessary. If your brother has some leisure time, I will treat you to tea."

Drinking tea and drinking wine is not important to Li Congbo. What is important is that he now wants to get close to Wang Zijun. When he heard Wang Zijun's proposal, he would not refuse. He laughed and said: "Then let's do it."

Go drink tea. Let me tell you, in fact, you can’t drink any good tea in teahouses. Although the black tea produced there is not very famous, it tastes better than ordinary tea. In two days I will let you know

Someone get you some."

This kind of exchange of tea leaves is very common in official circles. And Wang Zijun would not refuse such kindness. He smiled and said: "Brother, thank you."

"Hey, why are you and my brother so polite?" Li Congbo waved his hand and said in an extremely affectionate manner.

The two of them got into Li Congbo's car and arrived at a teahouse in just ten minutes. After the waiter brought the tea and the two of them took a few sips, Li Congbo suddenly said: "Zijun

,Have you heard of one thing?"

Looking at Li Congbo's serious expression, Wang Zijun was a little confused. He smiled and shook his head, waiting for Li Congbo to continue.

Li Congbo was originally hesitant to tell Wang Zijun about this matter. Although he thought he had no chance of winning in this matter, he was still prepared to fight for it.

But now the appearance of the car made him realize that Wang Zijun might have known the news for a long time. Instead of waiting with that little hope, he might as well sell one to Wang Zijun.

Even if Wang Zijun had known about it for a long time, it would not have had any impact on Li Congbo. After all, Li Congbo thought about Wang Zijun and was loyal enough to share such important information with Wang Zijun.

"Zijun, I have a classmate who works in the general office. I went to his house for tea yesterday. He told me the news that the superior leaders are paying great attention to our training class and may come in the next few days.

When visiting us, we also need to listen to reports from student representatives."

When Li Congbo mentioned the chief, he only mentioned a surname, but he already named the chief's identity.

After finishing, Li Congbo began to observe Wang Zijun's expression.

The higher a person's position, the better they conceal their emotions. However, some people with a higher level of observation can still see things that others cannot notice.

Being able to become the deputy governor, Li Congbo is undoubtedly a good person in observing words and emotions.

At this time, under Zili Congbo's x-ray-like gaze, Wang Zijun acted very calmly, without any hint of shock.

Looking at Wang Zijun's expression, Li Congbo felt a burst of joy in his heart. He secretly thought that he had indeed made the right bet. Wang Zijun should have known about this matter a long time ago, otherwise how could he be so calm.

But Li Congbo didn't know that this was actually the first time Wang Zijun knew the news. The reason why he was so calm was entirely because he had just talked with the leader Li Congbo mentioned more than an hour ago.

People are like this. When they have not seen someone, their hearts are full of awe. But after seeing someone once, especially after talking to them, this awe will become much smaller.

The current Wang Zijun undoubtedly has this reaction.

If an outstanding representative wants to speak, does he still need to speak? Thinking of the hour he spent reporting alone, a little question arose in Wang Zijun's mind.

After years of ups and downs in the officialdom, Wang Zijun's mind has been tempered. He woke up in half a minute and smiled at Li Congbo and said: "Thank you, brother, for telling me such important news, little brother."

I can’t thank you enough.”

Although this news was not very important to Wang Zijun, since Li Congbo was able to tell him the news, Wang Zijun had to express his gratitude appropriately.

Li Congbo waved his hand grandly and said: "Brother Zijun, how can we be so polite between you and me? If you say that, it's a mistake." At this point, he continued: "Brother

As I get older, the road will become narrower in the future, but you are different, brother. This opportunity is very important to you, and if you can win it, it will be a good foundation for me."

Li Congbo said this as if he was one of his own. Although Wang Zijun's real thought was that he was unwilling to participate, at this time, he had to show a positive attitude. Otherwise, Li Congbo would say such an important thing.

If you are not interested in the news, it will hurt people's hearts.

Although he is not afraid of offending Li Congbo, with many friends and many paths, Wang Zijun will naturally not offend anyone.

"Thank you, brother. I will definitely work hard. Brother, you must also work harder and strive for us brothers to be able to perform well."

There are three places in total, and the chance of both participating is much greater than the chance of neither participating. However, even though he knew that Wang Zijun was talking about good luck, Li Congbo also smiled and said: "I hope God will fulfill his wish."

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While the two were talking about speculation, Wang Zijun's cell phone rang. He took out his phone and took a look at it, and Wang Zijun said casually: "Xiao Bei, what's going on?"

"Dad said we would have dinner together tonight and I have something to tell you." Mo Xiaobei's crisp voice came along the radio waves.

In the past two months, the person Wang Zijun has had the least contact with in the Mo family is his father-in-law. It’s not that Mo Dongxiang has any objections to Wang Zijun, it’s mainly because Mo Dongyuan is too busy. He seems busy all day long.

But things are normal.

Today, my father-in-law asked me to go home for dinner. Wang Zijun naturally did not dare to object. He smiled and said to the other side of the phone: "Okay, I will definitely be there. By the way, what kind of wine does Dad like to drink? I will prepare some."

"No, you can just go home. It's best not to drink." Mo Xiaobei smiled and said with a hint of blame.

Wang Zijun hung up the phone and said to Li Congbo: "Xiaobei's call said that my father-in-law is back and asked me to go home for dinner."

Li Congbo felt disappointed for a while. He originally wanted to finalize the dinner with Wang Zijun, but now it seems that he should wait until next time.

After drinking a pot of tea for an hour, the two of them came out of the teahouse and felt that their relationship seemed to be closer. When they parted at the entrance of the party school, Li Congbo patted Wang Zijun on the shoulder and said: "Brother, please move more."

Activities!”

Wang Zijun naturally accepted Li Congbo's concern with a grateful smile and said some thoughtful words to Li Congbo before getting in the car and returning home.

Along the way, this matter was on Wang Zijun's mind. What he hesitated about was not whether he could participate, but whether he should participate.

Having already had a comprehensive conversation in front of the leader, the value of him participating again is not very high, not to mention that sometimes it is a commonplace conversation, so it is better not to participate.

"Dudududu"

The phone rang at this time. Wang Zijun picked up the phone and took a look. He saw that the caller number turned out to be a series of strange numbers. After hesitating for a moment, Wang Zijun answered the call.

"Hello, is this Secretary Zijun?" Hearing this voice, Wang Zijun immediately thought of who was calling. He laughed and said: Hello, Brother Wu, I am Wang Zijun."

"Hahaha, I'm afraid I dialed the wrong number." Although Wu Xiaoyang said this, in fact, because many leaders' cell phones are now in the hands of their secretaries, he was unwilling to have any interaction with Wang Zijun's secretary.

Wang Zijun knew who he was as soon as he opened his mouth, which made him feel very satisfied.

"Hello, brother Zijun, you didn't drink too much today. Your brother has a really good drinking capacity. At that time, I thought there was nothing wrong with me, but when I got home in the afternoon, I felt that my feet were a little wandering."

Wu Xiaoyang's words were full of intimacy, and Wang Zijun also followed suit: "Brother, I am holding on hard today. To tell you the truth, my mind is a little groggy now."

The two joked for a while, and Wu Xiaoyang said with a smile: "Brother, I have some news for you. It should be a week from now. The chief will visit the students in which class of yours, and he will have to listen to it for three to four times.

A comrade’s speech.”

Wang Zijun was thinking about whether to participate or not. When he heard Wu Xiaoyang say this, his mind changed and he asked in a asking tone: "Brother Wu, do you think I will participate in this speech or not?"

, please collect it.

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