Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

At that time, Wang Zijun said in a joking tone: "Director Wen Dong, your whistle is very good. My boy got obsessed with the traffic police whistle for some reason and insisted on pestering me to buy him one. I am so busy that I always

He forgot about it. He even reminded me once when he was at school today. It seems that he is very worried about his father's memory!"

Wang Zijun told a joke, and everyone else laughed along with him. After everyone laughed, Wang Zijun continued: "Director Wen Dong, today I'm going to do something for my own benefit, so give me this little whistle of yours. I won't have to give it to you all the time."

When the child bought it, he was said to be a person who did not keep his word."

When Wang Zijun spoke about a small whistle, others would naturally not say anything. What's more, when Wang Zijun took it home, according to Mo Xiaobei's almost mysophobic living habits, he would never let the little baby use it again. But Wang Zijun still

I asked for the little whistle easily and naturally.

Although this kind of behavior is almost an episode, it is a bit intriguing for the group of people standing in front of them. More than one person is wondering, what is the relationship between Wang Zijun and Duan Wendong? In a short period of time, Duan Wendong put this political and legal

Has the committee secretary become one of our own?

With the support of the Secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Committee, Duan Wendong might be the director! Some of the leaders of the Donghong Municipal Bureau who accompanied the inspection had complicated expressions at this time, with all sorts of expressions on their faces. Soon after Wang Zijun left, the entire Municipal Bureau

This matter has been spread, and many senior people feel that the day has come for Director Duan to rise rapidly!

When Wang Zijun took this little whistle, he actually did it on the spur of the moment. What he wanted was to give Duan Wendong support. Before coming to the Donghong City Public Security Bureau to investigate, and even before taking action against He Yanqiang, Wang Zijun had already carefully studied Donghong City.

The materials from the Public Security Bureau are very clear about what happened to Duan Wendong.

As the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, if you want to control the various departments below to the extent that they can be called upon and can fight when they come, it is very important to place some of your own people in each department. In Nanjiang, Wang Zijun is unfamiliar with the place.

He must shuffle the cards and promote those who may join his team.

Duan Wendong has qualifications, ability, and ambition. Now that I have given him this opportunity, if he wants to go further, he must move closer to him. No one is a fool, and facing this kind of situation is like pie in the sky.

Wang Zijun believes that it is impossible for Duan Wendong not to want this olive branch.

Donghong City is full of bustling people at night, with people coming and going, continuing their lives under the neon lights. Most people who have worked hard all day are enjoying a rare leisure, and some street parks and squares have become overcrowded.

Compared with ordinary people who live ordinary lives and enjoy ordinary happiness, there are always some people who start their own unique enjoyment. In the western suburbs of Donghong City, in a manor-like building, the lights are bright at this time.

The parking lot on the side of the gate is like driving through a luxury car expo, with Land Rover, Hummer, Porsche... almost everything here.

As a security guard at this brand-name parking lot, Zhao Yong felt that he was a step above ordinary security guards. After all, being with such brand-name cars every day had improved his taste a lot. As a man who came out of the mountains to work

As a young man, Zhao Yong was very excited about his job. When he returned to his mountain village during the holidays, what he talked about the most with the villagers was these well-informed experiences.

He enjoyed it very much whenever he saw the shocked faces of familiar villagers when they heard him say how much a certain car was worth.

Two car lights came slowly from a distance. Zhao Yong prepared to open the parking lot door out of habit, but when his finger was about to press down the automatic door opening controller, he slowly stopped.

This car definitely costs less than 150,000 yuan. After working in this parking lot for more than a year, Zhao Yong has developed a dazzling skill, that is, he can basically judge the price of a car just by looking at its headlights.

Although this judgment is slightly biased, the difference is only about 5%. His skills are very enviable by some of his peers.

When he walked to the door, the car was already parked at the door. Through the headlights, the Volkswagen logo had been revealed. Anyone who is familiar with cars will be able to determine its identity the moment they see the car.

model.

It’s not that this model is worth much, it’s mainly that this model is so popular that you can basically see it on the street. However, the moment he saw the license plate of this ordinary Santana, Zhao Yong quickly opened the parking door.

The gate of the venue was opened, and the car was led to a parking space specially reserved for top VIPs.

Although this car is like an ugly duckling in front of those top luxury cars, Zhao Yong knows that the owner of this car is the most top-notch person among these guests. Zhao Yong has seen more than once that as soon as the car stops, those who drive luxury cars

The people who came were like flies that had seen carrion, and they surrounded the Santana owner.

Zhao Yong has a good impression of the owner of this car, not that he gave Zhao Yong anything, but mainly because Zhao Yong got the respect he wanted from this person. The owners of those luxury cars basically never paid attention to him

He, a little security guard, never noticed his existence.

And the owner of this car always nodded to him and even said hello to him every time he saw him.

The car stopped, and a man in his thirties got out of the car. The crisp suit made the man look very clean, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses made the man's already elegant atmosphere even more...

of prominence.

"Mr. Chu, please come closer from here." Because no one was talking to Mr. Chu this time, Zhao Yong bravely suggested to this man who was gentle to him in a soft voice.

The man smiled at Zhao Yong and said, "Thank you, if you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known there was a shortcut here."

Zhao Yong smiled, rubbed his hands and said, "I have stayed here for a long time, so I am familiar with it. This..." He didn't know what to say next.

The man smiled and said: "Little brother, I see you spend a lot of time here and work very conscientiously. Your boss is lucky to have an employee like you!"

The man left and said a few words to Zhao Yong. Looking at the man who had walked to the door and was surrounded by several well-dressed people, Zhao Yong felt that the truly powerful people were people like Mr. Chu. What about that sentence?

Speaking of which? Low-key, low-key is the best way to show off!

Zhao Yong didn't know that while he was still immersed in speculation about Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu was already sitting in a private room with an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. There were already three or four people in the private room at this time.

They were talking, and when they saw Mr. Chu coming, they all stood up.

If Wang Zijun were here, he would definitely be surprised by the people present. Miao Guangzhi, deputy director of the Public Security Department, He Yanqiang, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and Tu Shengkui, deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, were all present.

These people who were not convinced in front of him all became extremely respectful the moment they saw the young man. Moreover, this kind of respect was not pretended, but a kind of awe that came from the heart.

"Mr. Chu, today we just received a giant salamander weighing more than ten kilograms. I've almost asked them to stew it." He Yanqiang said with a smile as he gently sat down with Mr. Chu.

Mr. Chu smiled and said: "He Ju, you are so irritating. How can a few of us eat so much? Just one pound is enough. My old man has always been frugal. As a son, I can't do it."

Not breaking his rules."

"What Mr. Chu is saying is, look at my memory!" He Yanqiang patted his head and said with a hint of self-deprecation: "I can't turn the corner too fast, and I still have to learn, hehe..."

Mr. Chu's expression did not change much, but his eyes became softer. After looking at He Yanqiang, he said lightly: "It's a good thing to study. How can you make progress if you don't study?"

"Mr. Chu, but that man named Wang doesn't want me to progress at all." He Yanqiang said bitterly while holding a kettle to pour water for Mr. Chu.

"Really?" When Mr. Chu said this, he said in a deep voice: "Some things are not decided by him, don't you think so?"

Just when He Yanqiang was about to speak, Mr. Chu's cell phone rang. The man who took out his cell phone and took a look suddenly became calmer. He waved to the people present and said with a smile: "Mom, what's going on?

ah!"

"Yan Hui, what are you doing? Your dad happened to be at home for dinner today, and you kid didn't say anything about it." A loving voice came over the phone.

Chu Yanhui was very skillful in dealing with his mother. He smiled softly and said, "Mom, I'm having dinner with a client right now. Don't worry, I can't go back. Otherwise, I'll wait for two days."

Let’s take some time off and have a meal together.”

"Okay, by the way, you go back and bring some delicious food to Xiao Bing. I called him just now to tell you that he was bullied in the kindergarten and he is not happy at this time!" Xiao Bing is Chu Yanhui's son. Speaking of his grandson, Li Guilan

The sound seems more intimate.

Chu Yanhui didn't care much about his son's affairs in the kindergarten. He smiled and said: "Mom, we don't have to worry about the children's affairs. Just leave everything to Teacher Jia. But don't worry, I will definitely take care of him."

Order something delicious.”

Putting down the phone, Chu Yanhui smiled even more. He smiled and said: "Old He, you go to study to work better. You just need to arrange your home well."

He Yanqiang glanced at Miao Guangzhi, with a hint of help in his eyes. Miao Guangzhi seemed not to notice, and still looked at the fragrant tea cup in front of him.

Tu Shengkui wanted to help his boss at this time, but he knew that he was a man of few words, and sometimes it would be better not to talk. When the two of them hesitated, Chu Yanhui wondered: "What's wrong? If you have something to say, just say it."

He Yanqiang looked at Chu Yanhui hesitantly, and finally said with a hint of hesitation: "Mr. Chu, it has been decided... Duan Wendong will be in charge of the work of the municipal bureau."

Chu Yanhui was holding a piece of fish. His chopsticks paused for a moment in mid-air, and then he gently placed the fish on the white plate in front of him. His chopsticks deftly removed the fish bones from the tender white fish meat.

Jump out of the middle, and then pick up the fish and taste it carefully. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site), give rewards, and your support is my biggest motivation.)

{PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our biggest motivation}