Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Today is the 29th of the Lunar New Year, and the capital city that used to be bustling with people suddenly seemed empty. Wang Zijun, who had just flown in from Nanjiang last night, was pulled out by his mother to look at the New Year's goods before he could wash away his fatigue.

Originally, Wang Zijun was counting on Mo Xiaobei to oppose this proposal, but unfortunately, Mo Xiaobei, who was by Wang Zijun's side and had already learned a lot about the world, was no longer the cool-tempered, independent-minded young daughter-in-law she once was.

Regarding her mother-in-law's proposal, she actually happily agreed with both hands.

The result of this approval was that Wang Zijun acted as the driver and pulled a car of people to this market full of new year's flavor to buy new year goods. Looking at the dazzling array of goods, Wang Zijun was infected by the lively atmosphere in front of him and felt relaxed.

Many chubby babies look like happy

The little bird looked here and there, and ran back and forth shouting, very happy. Wang Zijun was really worried that such a lovely son was lost, and that was no joke, so he tried a little trick

, holding his son in his arms all the time. Although he was exhausted and sweating profusely, he was still enjoying it.

"Dad, I want that. Look, it is waving to me!" The little baby saw the strings of candied haws, and his saliva almost flowed out.

My son, Xiaobao, didn't want his father to hold him. He rarely saw such occasions, and he was as excited as a bird out of its cage. But Wang Zijun didn't dare to let go. In order to contain this energetic little guy, he was the first to deal with it.

It’s this little mouth. Therefore, Wang Zijun bought countless snacks along the way.

Sure enough, the little baby, whose energy was attracted by the candied haws, quickly focused on dealing with the candied haws. This made the prince who was holding him breath a sigh of relief.

After returning to Nanjiang from Jiang City, Wang Zijun has been very busy, mainly doing some year-end summaries and welcoming inspections from the functional departments above. However, compared with these inspections, what makes him feel a little overwhelmed is the schedule every night.

The long motorcade outside his door.

Those who came to visit in advance seemed to know Wang Zijun's temper. Although no one came to him empty-handed, they did not bring any expensive gifts. Most of them were local specialties and daily necessities, so you couldn't say no to him.

Come on.

Although Wang Zijun has the idea of ​​​​changing customs in some matters, his current position determines that it is better for him to go along with the light on some matters that are not principled.

"Son, what do you think of this dress?" Zhao Xuehua took a piece of clothing from somewhere and shook it towards Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun looked at the bright jacket and disliked it a little. His current clothes were all serious. But this jacket looked too youthful and flamboyant, which should appeal to those who are full of passion for life.

Young people wear it.

"Mom, this dress doesn't suit me." Wang Zijun shook his head and said to Zhao Xuehua in a deep voice.

In the past, Wang Zijun's opinions were valued at home, but this time they were ignored. Zhao Xuehua, who heard Wang Zijun's objections, said in a very disrespectful manner: "What's wrong with these clothes? I don't think so."

It suits you very well. Look at your clothes. They are all black suits. They all look so old. It’s not working time now. Don’t you feel uncomfortable wearing them?”

While talking, Zhao Xuehua asked the waiter who was doing promotion to wrap the clothes and paid the bill directly.

Facing his mother who suddenly became aggressive, Wang Zijun smiled helplessly and put the jacket away. Just when he was thinking about how to put the jacket at the bottom of the box, he put it in his pocket.

The cell phone rang.

Wang Zijun took a look at the caller number. It was a number from Beijing. But he had no impression of this number. After pondering for a moment, he hung up the phone. And after he hung up, the number was not there either.

Call me again.

After buying a lot of New Year's goods, Zhao Xuehua, who was a little satisfied, took Wang Zijun and the others out of the New Year's market with satisfaction. Wang Zijun looked at his mother who was putting items in the car, and said to himself that he really didn't know.

Mom actually still has this kind of hobby.

The biting cold wind made the air in the capital a bit cold. Due to road conditions, the car was finally handed over to Mo Xiaobei. It took more than 20 minutes to drive, but in Mo Xiaobei's hands, it only took 10 minutes.

It'll be solved in five minutes.

Wang Guangrong now lives in an old residential area in the office. Although it has experienced a lot of wind and rain, it still cannot block the extraordinary momentum of the place. Although there are no flowers in the two-and-a-half-story building and a small garden, it has four seasons.

Evergreen plants show great vitality.

Just when Wang Zijun and others got off the car, a car parked in front of their door was gently pushed away. Two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, walked over quickly. The man walking in front was even more...

He quickly came to Wang Zijun's side, quickly took the new year's goods from Wang Zijun's hand and said: "Minister Wang, let me do it."

Wang Zijun glanced at the middle-aged man and already thought of who this person was. He hesitated for a moment, then handed the thing in his hand to the middle-aged man and said: "Secretary-General Chen, haven't you returned to Donghong City?"

The person whom Wang Zijun calls Secretary-General Chen is Chen Haomin, the director of the Nanjiang Office in Beijing. In terms of his position, he is also one of the deputy secretaries-general of the provincial government. In the past, when Wang Zijun held meetings in Beijing, he lived and worked in Beijing.

I had some contact with this Chen Haomin.

While helping Wang Zijun carry the New Year's goods, Chen Haomin said with a smile: "Minister Wang, my child is studying in Beijing, and I don't want to go back during the New Year. I asked my wife to come over and prepare to imitate the young people and celebrate the New Year in Beijing."

"

Wang Zijun smiled and said nothing. The young woman who followed Chen Haomin also helped Zhao Xuehua take the things in his hands.

Chen Haomin sat with Wang Zijun for more than 20 minutes. After he reported some work of the Beijing office to Wang Zijun, he had some New Year's goods moved out of the car, and then smiled and said to Wang Zijun: "

Minister, I have been in Beijing these days, if you need anything, just call me, I will be on call."

Although Wang Zijun did not need Chen Haomin, he still wanted to encourage others to express their opinions. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Chen Haomin said goodbye to Wang Zijun with a smile on his face.

After Zhao Xuehua took off the thick down jacket for the little baby, she let the little baby watch TV by herself. She came between the pair of New Year's goods, looked at them and said: "Zijun, sometimes I think that if you don't

It’s good to be so promising, but look at this, even the Chinese New Year is hard for people to live in peace.”

Wang Zijun looked at the old lady's appearance and smiled and said: "Okay, Mom, this is the intention of the Beijing Office. I know I am in the capital, and if I don't come over, I'm afraid your son will wear small shoes for them when he goes back."

Zhao Xuehua smiled and said: "Okay, I'll see what's available and give our little treasure something delicious.

Just as the two were talking, there was another gentle knock on the door outside. Wang Zijun immediately stood up and walked out of the door. However, when he saw the person coming, he was stunned. Because of the arrival of this person, how could he

Didn't think of it either.

Meng Zhidao, the mayor of Wupu City, why did he come here? When Wang Zijun was shocked, he heard Meng Zhidao saying with a smile: "Minister Wang, I made an appointment with the children at home to come to Beijing to see them. Today I will give Jiang

Wei made a phone call and found out that you were also in Beijing, so he came to see you."

Wang Zijun felt relaxed when he heard what Meng Zhidao said, but he understood what was going on in his heart. Meng Zhidao must have made a special trip from Wupu City. Although he didn't like Meng Zhidao for using such a small etiquette at this time,

But Wang Zijun still patiently hid this unhappiness in his heart.

"Zhidao, how is your work lately?" After Meng Zhidao sat down, Wang Zijun started chatting with Meng Zhidao with a smile.

Meng Zhidao talked about some work, but the focus was on the fact that he had gone abroad recently to participate in an investment promotion group, so he did not arrive in time. Wang Zijun understood the meaning of Meng Zhidao's words, that is, during this period of time, he

It was really too late, so I didn't come to Wang Zijun's place to sit down when I was in Nanjiang.

Although Wang Zijun was unwilling to listen to Meng Zhidao's explanation, he understood Meng Zhidao's concerns. He smiled and chatted with Meng Zhidao for a while, and asked Meng Zhidao to stay at home to have dinner with him.

Meng Zhidao was a discerning person, and he knew that this was definitely not the time to have dinner with Wang Zijun. After all, the family was getting together during the New Year, so what was going on with him trying to get in the way.

After leaving some specialties from Wupu City, Meng Zhidao said goodbye and left. Wang Zijun sent Meng Zhidao to the door before reluctantly returning. Although he was a little unhappy with Meng Zhidao's behavior, he understood what Meng Zhidao meant.

, that is, using actions to show himself that he is firmly standing with himself.

When Wang Zijun returned home, he looked at the specialties piled on the floor and said to Zhao Xuehua who was standing aside: "Mom, the fruits in Wupu City are very good. You can wash a few later and we can eat them after dinner."

Zhao Xuehua gently opened the beautifully packaged box and said casually: "These fruits are much better than those sold on the market. Let's try them first. If they are really delicious, we will send some to Secretary Lin and the others."

, when Ying'er came back from abroad, she adopted a child, and she happened to have a taste of this fruit."

Lin Ying'er? Adopted a child? Wang Zijun was thinking about Nanjiang's work when he was interrupted instantly. Although he knew that Lin Ying'er had come back, he was deliberately avoiding the matter and only felt a heartache.

My heart twitched violently.

In the evening, the New Year's Eve was full of joyful atmosphere. Various fireworks continued to rise in the sky, making the night sky look like a nightless sky with green trees and silver flowers. Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei simply stayed with them at home.

After Wang Guangrong and the others ate some dumplings, they drove to Mo's house.

Although Mr. Mo is getting older, the Mo family's year-end party has not been delayed. Before Wang Zijun and the others came to Beijing, the old man had personally called and told them to come home for dinner tonight.

"Xiaobao, when you get there, you must give your grandpa a New Year greeting, do you know?" Wang Zijun sat in the back seat and whispered to the little baby. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome

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