Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Ye Chengmin thought about it and couldn't immediately come up with the answer he wanted.

Being transferred from outside can naturally ensure his concentration. However, such a result will make him lose points, which is enough to show that he, the provincial party secretary, is incompatible with Nanjiang. A provincial party secretary who cannot integrate into the local political situation is not a successful province.

Secretary of the Committee.

And being promoted from the local area is not an easy task. If the person who is finally promoted is still wavering between himself and Chu Yunfeng, then his deliberate operation will become a joke. Although the superior leaders support him,

But he would not carry out work for him and adjust the organization director several times.

Wang Zijun is a good candidate. After enough beatings, he will be transferred from the Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee to the position of Minister of Organization, so that he can actively move closer to himself. Once Wang Zijun takes over as Minister of Organization, he will join forces with him to conquer the entire province.

personnel rights will be mainly concentrated in their own hands.

After stubbing out the cigarette in his hand, Ye Chengmin stood up. His thoughts became clearer and he felt relaxed all over. He walked to the window and opened the closed window, and a gust of hot wind suddenly blew from the window.

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The smoke in the room was blown by the hot wind and quickly dissipated. Ye Chengmin was not very accustomed to the hot air, so after a few minutes of natural wind, he was ready to close the window.

At this moment, he saw a car parked not far from the office building. Wang Zijun, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, got out of the car. Looking at Wang Zijun from his position, this young man

Member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, he still walked towards him with his head held high, without any trace of dejection.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, just by the momentum of his steps, Ye Chengmin suddenly had a strange thought, that is, this young man seemed to be as confident as himself.

Could it be that he could figure out his arrangements for him?

Ye Chengmin sat behind his desk, quietly waiting for Qu Zhenxing to knock on the door. Wang Zijun came downstairs from the Standing Committee, probably to see him. At this time, Ye Chengmin had already thought about everything he wanted to say to Wang Zijun.

While waiting anxiously, time passed slowly, five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed, but the knock on the door that Ye Chengmin imagined never came!

"What's going on? Could it be that Wang Zijun didn't come to me?" Ye Chengmin, who was confused, stood up from his seat gently.

Just when he was about to change some water into his tea cup, there was a knock on the door. Ye Chengmin sat down behind the desk again, his face became serious and said: "Come in."

Qu Zhenxing walked over with a faint smile on his face. He looked at Ye Chengmin's water glass and quickly filled it up.

After Qu Zhenxing came in, Ye Chengmin lowered his head to read the document. However, the content on the document was not eye-catching at all. He was waiting for Qu Zhenxing to report the matter to him, but after adding water, Qu Zhenxing said nothing and walked towards

Go outside.

"Zhenxing, what's wrong?" When Qu Zhenxing was about to walk to the door, Ye Chengmin finally couldn't help it anymore.

Qu Zhenxing was stunned. He didn't understand what the secretary meant. After being stunned, he still answered honestly: "Secretary Ye, we don't have any arrangements for the time being."

Ye Chengmin didn't speak, but just waved his hand to indicate that Qu Zhenxing could leave. After the door slowly closed, his face sank. Wang Zijun didn't come to him. What did he mean?

Just when Ye Chengmin was wondering why Wang Zijun didn't come to report to him, Qu Zhenxing was also trying to figure out Secretary Ye's question. As a secretary, his most important job is to be a caring person to the secretary. The secretarial industry is too important.

, like a path to light

There is a single-plank bridge on the avenue. Which secretary doesn’t want to step on this single-plank bridge and successfully reach the other side of the leader? Qu Zhenxing is certainly no exception. This secretary must work extra hard. I hope that at the critical moment, Secretary Ye can help him

A shot of stimulant into progress.

Now Ye Chengmin's wordless words were like throwing him a bone, the more he sucked it, the more flavorful it became. "What exactly does Secretary Ye mean?" Qu Zhenxing's mind was spinning rapidly, and he was thinking about what happened today.

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"Zhenxing, what are you thinking about?" Just when Qu Zhenxing seemed to be thinking of something, he suddenly heard someone saying hello to him softly.

When Qu Zhenxing looked up, he saw Wang Zijun standing opposite and greeting him. Qu Zhenxing had completely adjusted his mentality for a leader of the Standing Committee who was about the same age as him. He walked quickly towards Wang Zijun and said: "Wang

Hello Secretary."

"Well, I heard that Donghong City is most famous for stewed soup. When are you free, Zhenxing, can we two try it?" Wang Zijun smiled at Qu Zhenxing and walked downstairs.

When Wang Zijun left the Standing Committee Building, he had no idea that Ye Chengmin was sitting eagerly in the office waiting for him. He came to the Standing Committee Building this time mainly to see Yao Zhongze, not that there was anything important, he just wanted to

He explained some of the work of the Political and Legal Committee to Yao Zhongze, the deputy secretary in charge, to show his respect for Yao Zhongze.

Yao Zhongze still had a smile on his face and did not put forward any requirements for ordinary work. He didn't want to point fingers in front of this powerful young man, so why couldn't he be kind to him?

After leaving the Standing Committee Building, Wang Zijun's expression turned cold. Chu Yunfeng's actions today made him deeply feel the governor's tyranny. Before this kind of tyranny, Wang Zijun was not prepared to compromise. After all, once he compromised

, then his position as a member of the Standing Committee will become dispensable.

Returning to the office, Wang Zijun did not go out. After pondering for half an hour, he asked Yu Jiangwei to invite Jin Pengyun, the chief prosecutor of the Provincial High People's Procuratorate, to his office.

Jin Pengyun is in his fifties and has a thin face. After arriving at Wang Zijun's office, he first reported to Wang Zijun on the work of the Procuratorate, and then waited for Secretary Wang to give instructions on the work of the Procuratorate.

After Wang Zijun and Jin Pengyun exchanged some opinions on work, they said in a deep voice: "Jin Jian, the higher-ups have taken dereliction of duty and infringement very seriously recently. You must take heavy measures in this regard. You must take drastic measures."

Do this job well!"

Jin Pengyun is a smart man. He has worked in the political and legal department for many years and is very knowledgeable about some things. Wang Zijun asked him to come here at this time, and it was definitely not to chat with him. Some time ago, he had heard a lot about Wang Zijun.

There are rumors of discord with Chu Yunfeng, and some people are still saying that Governor Chu is planning to recommend Zhen Honglei to become the deputy governor in charge of political and legal work.

His relationship with Zhen Honglei is not very good. Of course, he does not want Zhen Honglei to serve as the deputy governor of the government in charge of political and legal work. In that case, his work will be hampered by Zhen Honglei, which of course he does not want to see.

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"Secretary Wang, we are going to focus our work on this aspect recently, focusing on investigating and handling a number of cases of dereliction of duty and infringement." Jin Pengyun's words were dry and lacking in intensity at all.

Wang Zijun smiled. He was quite satisfied with Jin Pengyun's answer. Fundamentally speaking, he didn't care whether Jin Pengyun stood with him on this matter. Now he stood with the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee.

In his position, he has the right to supervise Jin Pengyun to handle cases.

"Well, I support the idea of ​​the procuratorate. It is better to cut off one of the fingers than to hurt someone. I think the procuratorate should concentrate its efforts on handling a number of large and influential cases, crack some hard bones, and deal with those who are on the verge of dereliction of duty.

It is a kind of shock to people, so that they can learn lessons from the case." Wang Zijun looked at Jin Pengyun and said in a calm voice.

Jin Pengyu looked at Wang Zijun's eyes. At this time, he had already understood what Wang Zijun meant. After pondering for a moment, he said hesitantly: "Secretary Wang and Governor Chu have always emphasized the need to optimize economic development.

environment."

"You are doing this to optimize the economic development environment. Only a team of honest and efficient cadres can create a good condition for the development of our province and demonstrate the combat effectiveness and competitiveness of our Nanjiang Province. Only a team of honest and efficient cadres can create a good condition for the development of our province.

A team of honest and efficient cadres can recruit and retain investors in the process of attracting investment..."

While Wang Zijun was speaking, he poured a glass of water for Jin Pengyun and said, "Jin Jian, you have a long way to go!"

Jin Pengyun picked up the tea cup and took a sip without saying anything else.

Zhen Honglei's reception at noon made Dong Jinghuan drink more than half a catty of wine, and the reason why he drank so much was mainly because the leaders of the Public Security Department who accompanied him were not very happy about him telling lies, but he was a guest, and

I couldn't say anything else, so I could only offer him two glasses at the wine table.

Although Dong Jinghuan had a good drinking capacity, he couldn't stand the toasts of several people in turn. In addition, he was in high spirits after leaving the prison, so he didn't hold back much when he drank. As a result, he fell into bed when he returned to the hotel.

It wasn't until the morning of the next day that Dong Jinghuan regained his composure. After a brief wash, he walked out of the hotel, drove his Mercedes-Benz, and headed straight for Beicheng District.

Beicheng District belongs to the old town of Donghong City. Although the market is very prosperous, the quality is not very high. The main reason why Dong Jinghuan came here this time is for one purpose, which is to buy some stewed mutton soup here.

As a northerner, Zhou Boren likes to drink mutton soup for breakfast. Although the chef in the hotel also makes it, the taste is still undercooked and not to Zhou Boren's taste. There happens to be a time-honored restaurant in Beicheng District.

branch, whenever Zhou Boren comes to the provincial capital, Dong Jinghuan will buy it specially for Zhou Boren.

Originally, Dong Jinghuan was planning to come yesterday, but it was a pity that he couldn't come. At this time yesterday, he was doing morning exercises in the high wall with others. How could he have time to do this for Mr. Zhou?

But now that he has come out, he must not forget it. Serving the leader comfortably is one of the secrets of Dong Jinghuan's continuous climb over the years.

There were already many people in the mutton soup restaurant at this time, but Dong Jinghuan did not sit down to eat. Although he had eaten with Zhou Boren many times in the past, from the bottom of his heart, Dong Jinghuan disliked the mutton soup very much, and even smelled it.

This vague smell made him feel like vomiting.

Of course, if Zhou Boren was around, he would definitely sit there and look like he was feasting and enjoying the delicious food. In his mind, he no longer had any independent sense of taste, and Zhou Boren was his appetite.

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Fortunately, now that Mr. Zhou is away, he doesn't have to suffer this foreign crime. He opened the trunk and took out the specially prepared thermos bucket from the car. Dong Jinghuan asked the waiter whose clothes were a little greasy to fill a bucket.

The best soup, and then got two hot sesame seed cakes.

"Hey, isn't this Police Officer Lu? Hello, hello, are you here to eat too!" Just when he was bored, a person appeared in front of him. Looking at this familiar face, Dong Jinghuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

, said towards that person with a smile.

It was Lu Zikai who ate here. He was on duty last night. He didn't sleep well all night. After get off work, he came to this familiar mutton soup restaurant to have some food to refresh himself, but he didn't expect to meet him here. Dong Jinghuan.

Lu Zikai had already heard about Dong Jinghuan's release. While feeling angry, he also felt deeply helpless. As an ordinary person, no matter how strong his arms were, he could not resist the thigh of the Director of Public Security. What's more,

, I heard that Zhen Honglei even asked someone to sign for this matter.

But now, he also thought about it. No matter what, under Secretary Wang's suppression, he still locked up this arrogant guy for a day.

It's such a narrow road for enemies. How could we meet this guy here? Looking at Dong Jinghuan's smiling face, a burst of anger rose in his heart.

However, after all he had experienced what happened yesterday, he was no longer as impulsive as before. He looked at Dong Jinghuan and suddenly smiled: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Dong, come out? The free haircut is not that good.

ah!"

When it comes to hairstyle, Dong Jinghuan is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and he immediately becomes a little angry. In the past, he always wore his hair with a slicked back, showing off his entrepreneurial style, but now, with his bare head, he looks like an entrepreneur.

Feel like a monk.

"Boy, don't be too happy too soon. Let me tell you, we are not done with this matter. One day, I will get this face back." Dong Jinghuan looked at the road and said coldly.

Now that we have broken up, Lu Zikai will not be polite to Dong Jinghuan. He smiled and said: "Then I will wait for you. I am really curious about what you can do to me!"

"What can I do to you? Humph, do you think that your worth has doubled after being interviewed by that man named Wang? Young man, let me remind you that your Public Security Bureau still has to listen to Director Zhen in the end.

In a few days, a good task will fall on your head. When the time comes,

Don't thank me!" As Dong Jinghuan spoke, he picked up the thermos bucket and walked out. As he walked, he threw a hundred-dollar bill to the waiter and said: "No need to ask for it, this police officer's meal money is also mine. Busy work

After a whole day, I still don’t know if such a breakfast can be reimbursed!”

Lu Zikai wanted to say something back, but in the end he said nothing. Although he said he didn't care, he felt deeply powerless when facing someone like Dong Jinghuan.

Dong Jinghuan was in a good mood and drove back to the hotel. The time was very punctual, and Zhou Boren got up just in time. Seeing the mutton soup brought by Dong Jinghuan, Zhou Boren was very satisfied and patted Dong Jinghuan on the shoulder and said, you still understand.

Me.

This sentence made Dong Jinghuan sigh with emotion. After all, Zhou Boren is his backer. With Zhou Boren's appreciation, his future work will be like a fish in water and can be carried out smoothly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come.

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