Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Shen Jinming looked at the announcement on the Internet and couldn't believe his eyes. But the announcement told him with ironclad facts that he had planned to promote the candidate to the executive vice president of the Provincial Party School. If nothing unexpected happened,

Once the public notice period has passed, the appointment and exemption documents will be issued.

Regarding the competition for the executive vice president of the Party School, Shen Jinming was a little unsure. Especially after hearing some gossip, he had no hope for himself.

The reason why he kept going was just to gain publicity. Even if he couldn't succeed, he could at least show off his appearance in front of Minister Wang. Even if there was no hope this time, he would be satisfied if he could enter Minister Wang's field of vision.

But the result of this open selection was that he defeated the most likely candidate Li Chensheng and became the candidate for the executive vice president of the party school. In terms of benefits, the executive vice president of the party school may be worse than him as the deputy secretary.

A little, but the level has gone up. Besides, he is a bit older. If he doesn't take the opportunity to step up to the next level, he will probably stay in his current position.

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Shen Jinming picked up the phone. After dialing a few numbers quickly, he put the phone down again. After hesitating for a full minute, he dialed another number again.

"Hello, hello." When a calm greeting came from the other end of the phone, Shen Jinming felt as if he had participated in a military parade. Not only did he stand up straight, but his voice sounded crisper and clearer than before!

"Hello, Minister Wang, my name is Shen Jinming."

A burst of hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone, and Wang Zijun's voice came over: "It's Secretary Shen, hello, hello, your competition speech yesterday was very good, and you won the title of Secretary Ye of the Provincial Party Committee

You should have seen the high praise from Governor Chu and I hope you will live up to the great trust and continue to do a good job!"

"Yes, thank you Minister Wang for your support and encouragement. I will step into the role as soon as possible and will never embarrass the leader!" Shen Jinming assured with confidence.

On the other hand, Wang Zijun seemed not to understand the meaning of his words. After encouraging him for a few more words, he hung up the phone.

In fact, it's strange that Wang Zijun didn't understand the meaning of Shen Jinming's words. After putting down the phone, he gently rubbed his head, and a helpless smile appeared on his face. Shen Jinming's expression of gratitude,

Although Wang Zijun knows that it is contrary to some principles, there are some things that cannot be completely true. There is a good saying, when the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when people are careful, there will be nothing. When you should pretend to be confused, it is better to be a little confused.

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At present, work in Nanjiang is going on as usual. In terms of economy, Chu Yunfeng is increasing his efforts, and the economic indicators of many cities are constantly soaring. In other aspects, Ye Chengmin has also begun to continuously exert his influence.

Go to every corner of Nanjiang. Generally speaking, Nanjiang is in the golden season of vigorous development, and everything is showing a prosperous scene.

But regarding this scene, Wang Zijun never stopped feeling worried for a moment. As time passed, it seemed that he was getting closer and closer to what was sweeping over him.

"Minister Wang, it's half past ten now!" Yu Jiangwei gently opened the door and reminded Wang Zijun in a deep voice.

Being reminded by Yu Jiangwei, Wang Zijun remembered today's 10:40 meeting. Although he has been trying to reduce the number of meetings within the system since he presided over the work of the provincial party committee, there are still some meetings that he must hold.

In the fifth conference room of the Provincial Party Committee, when Wang Zijun walked into the conference room, the conference room was already packed. Because the meeting had not started yet, everyone in the conference room was whispering, but as Wang Zijun appeared on the rostrum,

Those random sounds suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The main theme of this meeting was to strengthen grassroots organizational work. As the top leader of the Organization Department, Wang Zijun had only one speech. He looked down and saw that the hundreds of people present were basically familiar.

"Huh?" When he saw a figure sitting in the crowd, he was quite surprised, but he would not show this change of mood on his face.

Forty minutes later, the meeting ended. When Wang Zijun left the conference room, the person who surprised him just now walked towards him quickly. As soon as he came to Wang Zijun's side, he said with a smile on his face.

: "Hello, Minister Wang, I'm here to report to the leaders on our work in Luohu City."

Wang Zijun looked at the man's smiling face and said with a smile: "Secretary Zhang, I'm holding a meeting of organizational ministers here. How come you, a big secretary, grabbed your eyebrows and beard and came here in person?"

"Hehe, Zeming went to the Magic City on a business trip yesterday, and couldn't find anyone to replace him for the meeting. Besides, Luohu City doesn't dare to neglect your Minister Wang's meeting, so I might as well come myself."

Zhang Youguang, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, said to Wang Zijun with a smile.

Although what Zhang Youguang said is somewhat true, in fact, who would believe that there is not even one person who can come to the meeting on behalf of the organization director? The top leader has to come in person.

Wang Zijun understood in his heart, but did not expose it. He glanced at Zhang Youguang, smiled faintly and said, "Secretary Zhang, come to my office and sit down. Let's have a chat."

The reason why Zhang Youguang came in person was to get close to the Organization Minister, who was becoming more and more powerful in the province. Even if Wang Zijun didn't invite him, he wanted to sit in Wang Zijun's office. Now that Wang Zijun invited him, of course he was full of joy.

Agreed.

Sitting in Wang Zijun's office, Zhang Youguang behaved very appropriately, being both close and polite. While talking and laughing, he fully demonstrated his respect for Wang Zijun, the organization minister. Although the two of them mainly talked about work, there were some

Things still came out inadvertently.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Youguang said goodbye and left. Wang Zijun sent Zhang Youguang away, but what he was thinking about was what Zhang Youguang meant. Although Zhang Youguang did not make a direct request, as the saying goes, listen to the gongs and drums, and listen to the words, what Zhang Youguang wanted to express

Wang Zijun still understood what he meant. Zhang Youguang was trying to express to himself that he wanted to get close to him.

In recent times, many powerful department-level cadres have begun to change their attitude towards themselves. Even if they have nothing to do, they will come to their offices to sit for a while, and many of them even hold office bills that are not under their direct control.

If you have any questions, come and report them in your office.

Regarding this phenomenon, although Wang Zijun always shakes his head with a smile, he still feels quite satisfied in his heart. Because after all, this represents recognition of his position in Nanjiang. It is no exaggeration to say that Wang Zijun has firmly stood on the

It is in the core of Nanjiang.

"Dudududu"

The ringing of the phone broke Wang Zijun's silence again. He glanced at the caller ID and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Wang Zijun."

"Hello, Minister Wang, I'm Lu Jingxiu, I'm not disturbing you!" The moment the call was connected, a deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

Lu Jingxiu? After Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, he remembered who this Lu Jingxiu was. The fourth brother of Lu Jinglian, from the perspective of the seniority of the Mo family, he should be called an uncle.

However, according to the latest news, Lu Jingxiu will serve as the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee of the Nanjiang Provincial Committee, which will take over his role as Wang Zijun. For such a person who can be relied upon for help, Wang Zijun is naturally very polite: "Uncle Lu,

Hello."

After Lu Jingxiu heard the title of Wang Zijun, he was startled for a moment, and then he laughed loudly and said: "Minister Wang, you and my second brother are relatives, what do you call you? When we play with spoons in the same pot from now on, what do you call me?"

It doesn't matter to me, Lao Lu, or anyone else."

Lu Jingxiu's words seemed very affectionate, and Wang Zijun also exchanged greetings with Lu Jingxiu enthusiastically. Because they were not particularly familiar with each other, the words the two of them spoke were more of a formal conversation.

After implicitly expressing his gratitude to Wang Zijun, Lu Jingxiu told Wang Zijun that in three days, he would come to Nanjiang Province to take office, and he would definitely come to visit him then.

After a few pleasantries, Wang Zijun expressed his intention to help Lu Jingxiu. After the two agreed, they hung up the phone.

Wang Zijun knew a lot about Lu Jingxiu's situation, and now the incoming Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee personally called and expressed his attitude to a certain extent.

Since there was no reception at noon, Wang Zijun took the car home. In the past, the little baby went to kindergarten, so the main people eating at home were Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei.

When Wang Zijun picked up a bowl of rice and started eating, Mo Xiaobei suddenly put down the bowl in his hand and said softly: "My third aunt just called me and said that my third uncle's brother is coming to Nanjiang Province and please take care of him.

"

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "I also received a call and told my third aunt that I already know about this matter!"

While Wang Zijun was eating in silence, in a villa in the capital, Lu Jinglian was drinking with a man in his forties, and his whole person gave people a feeling of high spirits.

Lu Jinglian picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and warned carefully: "Jingxiu, Nanjiang is not as good as the capital. If anything happens, you must deal with it carefully. If you really think it's a bit tricky, just discuss it with Zijun."

"Brother, I know!" Although Lu Jingxiu's voice was calm, there was a hint of impatience in his tone.

Although his meaning was hidden in his words, Lu Jingxiu could still hear his impatience from his tone. He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Jingxiu, you have such an attitude.

.People cannot be judged by appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Although Zijun is young, his work experience and behavior in the world have a lot for you to learn. After arriving in Nanjiang, you must have a good relationship with Wangzijun.

"

"Brother, don't worry about this, I'm not a child, I know what to do!" Lu Jingxiu reluctantly smiled at his brother. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature

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