Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Are you Mr. Lu?" The woman came to the second uncle's side gently and asked gently.

When the second uncle nodded, the woman had already said with a smile: "Hello Mr. Lu, I am He Yiyi from Wendu Garden. We have arranged your room and your wife's room. Please come with me."

He Yiyi, Cao Keer, who has entered the provincial party committee compound, is no stranger to this name. Although she doesn't like this woman's reputation very much, she has to admit that this woman is also a powerful figure in Nanjiang. And this and so on

Naturally, such a person cannot be controlled by ordinary people.

He Yiyi was like a warm and hospitable host along the way. After letting someone take the luggage from her second uncle, she began to introduce the situation of Wendu Garden and put forward some very good suggestions, which fully demonstrated the all-round intelligence of this woman.

means to give people a feeling of being at home.

"Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu, our place is a little simple. If you need anything, just tell me, but don't treat me like an outsider!" After asking the service staff to open the private room, He Yiyi said softly.

Seeing the magnificent private room, Cao Ke'er felt a little more confused. Who was the person who helped her second uncle book the room? This kind of room was not something ordinary people could book.

"VIP room, it seems that Researcher Mo is going to spend a lot of money today!" Wang Zijun followed Mo Xiaobei and got off the car at Wendu Garden. Mo Xiaobei led Wang Zijun towards the back of Wendu Garden. Here Wang Zijun participated

I have been through the reception, so I am no stranger to the surrounding environment.

Mo Xiaobei did not respond to Wang Zijun's teasing. She tried her best to keep a straight face and strode towards a room. Just as the two of them were walking through the corridor, He Yiyi was talking and walking with a staff member.

come over.

She seemed to have seen Wang Zijun inadvertently, and after showing a look of surprise, she walked towards Wang Zijun with a smile and said: "Hello, Minister Wang, I didn't know you were here. Please forgive me."

Wang Zijun looked at He Yiyi who looked like she was afraid of being blamed, and said with a faint smile: "Manager He, you are just busy. This is not a reception task, I am just having a meal with friends."

Although He Yiyi focused her main attention on Wang Zijun, she also quickly glanced at Mo Xiaobei who was standing next to him. She secretly sighed in her heart, feeling really ashamed of herself.

As a woman, especially a woman in the center, He Yiyi has always had an innate sense of superiority in her heart. When she meets someone who is also a beautiful woman like herself, He Yiyi can't help but compare others to her.

Compare it yourself.

But at this time, looking at Mo Xiaobei standing next to Wang Zijun, she felt that there was a difference in the mud. Of course, the mud was herself. At this time, He Yiyi felt deeply frustrated and felt that she was not here.

Wrong.

This afternoon, she received a call from Wang Zijun's secretary Yu Jiangwei, saying that a relative came to Minister Wang's house and asked her to help book a room. After hearing this request, He Yiyi took it seriously and made proper arrangements.

After everything happened, she even used her power to find out where it was and order food.

According to her experience, Minister Wang might also come this time, so she waited here. As expected, her hard work paid off. While waiting, she happened to see Wang Zijun walk in, so she pretended to walk over casually.

, but she didn’t see Mo Xiaobei next to Wang Zijun just now.

Minister Wang and a young woman came over. He Yiyi felt very uncomfortable when he bumped into them at this time. After working in the reception office for many years, He Yiyi felt that she knew some things very well.

This situation is taboo in her experience.

Just when He Yiyi was thinking about how to leave, Wang Zijun waved to Mo Xiaobei as if he had read through her mind, and then introduced He Yiyi: "This is Mr. He from Wendu Garden."

"My wife, Mo Xiaobei." When Wang Zijun said these words, He Yiyi suddenly dropped the stone in her heart, thinking that she was so lucky this time to meet Wang Zijun's wife.

During the contact with Wang Zijun, He Yiyi began to guess what kind of woman could be worthy of Wang Zijun, and she didn't know if it was her own psychology. The old saying prevailed, a good man does not have a good wife, and he is a bad man.

Marry a Jiao Didi. Presumably, Wang Zijun’s wife must be a vulgar-looking woman, right? But when she met Mo Xiaobei today, she felt as if she was seeing someone from heaven.

Mo Xiaobei nodded towards He Yiyi, which was regarded as meeting He Yiyi. If someone else did this, He Yiyi might think that he was being arrogant, but this kind of action on Mo Xiaobei made He Yiyi feel that he was originally

That's how it should be.

Wang Zijun walked towards the hotel without talking to He Yiyi. He Yiyi did not pester Wang Zijun, but followed Mo Xiaobei and began to introduce some special projects in Wendu Garden to Mo Xiaobei.

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After walking for more than ten meters, the two came to a private room with high-end decoration. When the waiter standing outside saw He Yiyi, he looked at her respectfully. He Yiyi stood next to Mo Xiaobei, but

She felt like a service worker. Only when she saw her subordinates did she regain her confidence.

"Minister Wang, if you have any orders, just make arrangements. I have something to do over there, so I'll go over there first." After thinking about the service staff and nodding, He Yiyi said softly to Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun saw that He Yiyi was very eye-catching and nodded. As the waiter knocked on the door gently, a woman's voice came from the private room. After the waiter gently opened the door, Wang Zijun and

Mo Xiaobei walked in.

At this time, there were a man and two women sitting in the private room. The middle-aged man was facing the door. When Wang Zijun and others walked in, the middle-aged man stood up first and said: "Haha, what I just said

I was still talking about you, but I didn’t expect that just now, Zijun and you would be here.”

For this middle-aged man, Wang Zijun felt a little familiar, but when he was asked to tell him who this person was, Wang Zijun really couldn't name him for a while.

But he remembered that he should have met this man, but when exactly it was, Wang Zijun really couldn't remember.

Just as he was guessing the identity of the visitor, Mo Xiaobei, who was standing next to him, had already softly greeted the middle-aged man: "Third uncle, third aunt, hello."

The middle-aged woman sitting next to the middle-aged man also came to Mo Xiaobei at this time and said: "Why are you two the only ones here? I came here this time on your order to see her.

Is your little nephew being abused?"

The middle-aged woman is a master at adjusting the atmosphere. With just one sentence, the unfamiliar atmosphere in the room disappeared completely. Although Mo Xiaobei was a bit cold-tempered, when he heard the third aunt mentioning his son, he also smiled and said

: "I originally wanted to bring him here, but he doesn't want to come by himself. Why don't I invite my third aunt to play at home tomorrow."

"That's okay, I also brought him a gift from his grandma." While the two women were talking, Wang Zijun had already greeted the middle-aged man: "Third uncle, when did you arrive?"

To be honest, Wang Zijun has not yet thought about who this third uncle is, but the superficial etiquette cannot be ignored. As Mo Xiaobei's man, at this time, he should support Mo Xiaobei, and he must

Hold up.

The middle-aged man laughed and said: "Zijun, we arrived this afternoon. I came to Nanjiang this time mainly to check out my business. In the future, our Desheng Industrial will develop in Nanjiang, and your care is indispensable!"

The middle-aged man seemed to know that Wang Zijun could not recognize his identity, so he introduced Wang Zijun quietly in his words. Only when the man mentioned Desheng Industrial, Wang Zijun suddenly realized that he knew this person's identity.

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Lu Jinglian, the founder of Desheng Industrial, can be said to be a powerful figure in the business community in Beijing, but at the same time he is also the main figure in the Lu family in Beijing. Although he is in business, he is a person whose existence cannot be ignored by anyone.

When Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei held their wedding, he really came as a member of their relatives, but at that time Wang Zijun didn't know how many guests he had to deal with, so naturally he was not very impressed by this third uncle.

After the guests and hosts sat down with Lu Jinglian, Wang Zijun chatted with Lu Jinglian and speculated about why Lu Jinglian came. Wang Zijun did not believe that he came to Nanjiang just for business.

"Xiao Ke'er, come here and see if you know each other. I remember you two went to the same school." After the middle-aged woman pulled Mo Xiaobei to sit down, she smiled and looked a little uncomfortable sitting aside.

Cao Keer, who spoke up, said.

Cao Ke'er never expected that her uncle would be hosting a banquet for Wang Zijun and his wife. If she had known about it, she might not have come. But when she saw the two of them, she couldn't help but say hello, so she smiled.

Said: "Hello, Minister Wang, hello, Sister Xiaobei."

Cao Ke'er was four years younger than Mo Xiaobei, and the two had little contact with each other when they were young. When they were in school, Mo Xiaobei was three grades above her. Although they knew each other's existence, they had no friendship.

Cao Ke'er had a bad impression of Mo Xiaobei, who should be regarded as her cousin, when she was a child. She felt that this person was too arrogant, so she was too lazy to associate with her. But in fact, she felt a connection with Mo Xiaobei in her heart.

Xiaobei competed with each other for strength.

But with Mo Xiaobei's series of dazzling performances, Cao Ke'er became a little discouraged. But when she was in college, she heard that Mo Xiaobei actually married a country boy, which made her feel a lot more comfortable. She didn't

I attended their wedding, but in my heart I felt that Mo Xiaobei would have nothing to do in his life.

But what she didn't expect was that the man Mo Xiaobei was looking for had soared into the sky. At such a young age, he not only killed his respected brother-in-law, but now he has become one of the few figures in Nanjiang Province.

Already feeling the growing gap between the two parties, she did not overestimate her ability to be jealous of Mo Xiaobei, but from her heart, she did not want to have any closer relationship with Mo Xiaobei. She had already regarded Mo Xiaobei as

We were placed in a place where we have not known each other since old age and death, but we did not expect that we would meet here today. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe and give rewards. Your support is

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