Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 134 There are so many people worshiping you

The dishes were quickly prepared. Today's dishes are obviously richer, specially arranged by the old man. The old man has become more and more official, but his temper has not changed. He never forgets the era of millet and rifles. Fortunately, the younger generation of the Wang family

Don't forget the man who dug the well when you are fond of the old man.

The family motto of hard work and simplicity is also taken for granted. Every family banquet is made exquisitely, but we dare not be extravagant and wasteful. After Secretary Wang gave a lofty talk, he returned to his previous appearance, very low-key.

In addition to eating vegetables, eat vegetables.

Because of Lin Zeyuan's participation, the family banquet lasted for more than an hour. After finishing the meal, Lin Zeyuan politely said goodbye to the old man, leading the pouting Lin Ying'er to leave. And because Lin Zeyuan was present, Lin Zeyuan politely said goodbye to the old man.

, Lin Yinger naturally had no way to mention the money that Wang Zijun owed Lin Ying'er, and she hid behind her father and winked at Wang Zijun mischievously.

"Now, the situation in the province is getting increasingly difficult to control." Wang Jiefang picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and sighed quietly.

The people sitting at home drinking tea at this time were all members of the Wang family. Therefore, he expressed such emotion without any restraint. If Lin Zeyuan had not left, he would not have said such words.

Wang Zijun knew very well why Wang Jiefang had such emotion. The current situation in the province was that Lin Zeyuan was gradually taking the initiative. Being caught between the governor and his brother, it became increasingly difficult for Wang Jiefang.

The old man looked indifferent, as if he had not heard Wang Jiefang's words. Wang Guangrong wanted to speak, but in the end he just touched his lips and said nothing. Su Shunxin had not even finished solving his own affairs, so he asked Wang Guangrong

Liberation is also impossible to pay attention to.

Wang Zijun put down the teapot in his hand. Seeing that the atmosphere at home was a bit depressed, he said lightly: "Shen Sheng is dead inside and Chong'er is alive outside. Since the province is turbulent and the waves are huge, I will venture to say, second uncle,

Why don't you leave Jiang City and go to the ruling party?"

The old man who was closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Zijun. He was surprised and relieved. He liked this grandson and was very fond of him, but he could have such foresight and foresight for his grandson.

, still feel surprised.

Wang Jiefang raised his head and glanced at Wang Zijun, and said seriously: "I have thought about it too, but I have concerns. I am afraid that after going down, it will not be easy to come back and get a seat!"

Wang Jiefang understands Wang Jiefang's thoughts. The old man, Wang Guangrong and others all understand that Wang Jiefang ranks first as the deputy director of the Provincial Personnel Department. Once the time comes, it is almost logical to become the head of the Personnel Department. For this position

The powerful director of the Personnel Department doesn't want to give up.

"Second uncle, I know what you are thinking, but I think you should take a longer-term view. Now when it comes to hiring people, the superiors are paying more and more attention to the experience of the grassroots and the experience of the party in charge. If you have been stuck in the agency, how can you get down from here?

If you work hard, your path will become narrower and narrower." Wang Zijun pondered for a moment and then said it.

The road is getting narrower and narrower.

These few words seemed to hit Wang Jiefang's heart and lungs, making him feel depressed.

Looking at the hesitant Wang Jiefang, Wang Zijun did not speak again. As a nephew, Wang Zijun felt that he had done his best to be benevolent and righteous. As for whether Wang Jiefang could get out of the self-proclaimed small circle, it could only be up to him.

Compared with the lunch at the old man's place, Wang Guangrong was a well-deserved protagonist at the dinner for Wang Guangrong's birthday. In the large private room of the Jiangshang family, there were not only the cadres of the provincial party committee general office, but also Zhang Songnian, Dou Mingle and other senior officials.

Wang Guangrong is the closest classmate.

Wang Zijun greeted all these visitors with a smile and kept calling them uncles and uncles, but in fact, the only one he really paid attention to was Dou Mingle.

"Zijun, the matter is done." Dou Mingle said casually when Zijun came to pour wine in front of Dou Mingle.

This is the way of being an official. No matter how big a favor you give to someone, you can't feel confident, let alone be superior because of it. You must be steady, to put it lightly, otherwise, the person being fawned over will feel uncomfortable.

After hearing what Dou Mingle said casually, Wang Zijun's smile became brighter and brighter. He nodded heavily to Dou Mingle, and Wei Xiaojin's arrogant face came to his mind.

This time, I have to let you know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

After getting off the bus that entered the station, Wang Zijun breathed a sigh of relief, stretched himself, and walked out of the bus station.

To be honest, Wang Zijun really doesn't want to come back today. In the past few days, he has fully appreciated Qin Hongjin's tenderness and really wants to stay in Qin Hongjin's warm little nest for a few more days. No, it should be a lingering stay for a few years.

To use Qin Hongjin's babble when they were chatting with him, you are crazy and I am stupid. However, as the secretary of the party committee in the township, he cannot linger in this gentle township. There are still many things waiting for him to deal with.

"Secretary Wang." While Wang Zijun was pondering, a half-used Santana had already appeared next to Wang Zijun.

As Santana quickly revealed Xiao Cao's smiling face, Wang Zijun was stunned and said with a smile: "Xiao Cao, I haven't seen you for two days, and the condition of your car is terrible.

Big change.”

Xiao Cao is a smart person. When Wang Zijun said this, he quickly explained: "Secretary Wang, the jeep in our township was driven away by Mayor Zhao. I borrowed this car from someone else."

Wang Zijun nodded and said nothing. This small gesture was already very satisfying for Xiao Cao, who was very observant. He could not stop Mayor Zhao from driving, but in order to pick up Lao Yi, he Xiao Cao

I would rather borrow a car and wait here. Lao Yi must have understood this idea. This is the cleverness of Xiao Cao. Sometimes, there is no need to say more, just hit the point.

Gently opening the car door, Wang Zijun sat in the back seat. Not to mention, Santana was Santana. Although it was semi-old, in terms of comfort, it was much better than the jeeps in the countryside.

"Secretary Wang, shall we go back to our hometown?" Xiao Cao turned his head and asked respectfully.

"Well, let's go back. There's nothing going on in the county now. Let's go back. By the way, there's nothing going on in the countryside these two days, right?" Wang Zijun glanced at Xiao Cao and asked softly.

As a discerning driver, Xiao Cao naturally knows what Lao Yi really cares about. He believes that opportunities always come to those who are prepared. For this question, he has already prepared an answer: "Secretary Wang, you are not here

Township Chief Zhao has been really busy these days. I heard that it was all about the bidding for 20 primary schools in our township, and he has lost a lot of hair."

At this point, Xiao Cao said in a calm tone: "A few days ago, the son of Deputy Secretary Qian of our county came to the village every day to look for Township Chief Zhao. He was not in a hurry to find him. He had to wait for him in Township Chief Zhao's office. It's scary.

Mayor Zhao hid in the bathroom for a long time, not daring to let out his breath, just like a mouse seeing a cat."

When Wang Zijun heard what Xiao Cao said was ridiculous, he suppressed the pride in his heart, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled faintly. Zhao Liansheng was not stupid. No matter how much he wanted to curry favor with these county magistrates, he would never outsource the project to these second-generation officials.

Of course, the credibility of this leather bag company cannot stand the test. And he himself doesn't want to offend them, so the only way is to hide away!

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Mayor Zhao." Wang Zijun immediately returned to normal and said calmly.

Xiao Cao looked at the gentle Wang Zijun, and sighed again in his heart. This Secretary Wang is much younger than himself, but when it comes to scheming, he is very deep in the city, and he is really far behind. This

Under Zhao Liansheng's more than ten years of management, Xihezi Township has almost won over people's hearts like an iron bucket, and it is impossible for a needle to penetrate. Even the old secretary with decades of experience in township work was still made by him because he could not control the overall situation.

He resigned sadly.

Unexpectedly, after Secretary Wang arrived, he quietly made moves and the influence of Township Chief Zhao continued to decline. Now when it comes to the right to speak in the village, Township Chief Zhao has no way to negotiate with the young man.

Compared with the older one.

"crunch"

Although he was a little distracted, Xiao Cao was still a skilled driver. When he saw someone in front of him, he slammed on the brakes and Santana came to an abrupt stop at the station entrance.

Xiao Cao, whose back was covered in cold sweat, wanted to jump out of the car and curse, but when he looked out with anger, he saw those guys standing in the middle of the road, trying hard to

A guy who accidentally fell down after a push was pulled up.

"What the fuck, how can you drive a car? Don't you have eyes? I'm going to revoke your driver's license and detain you!" The man who was being helped up looked horrified, and his face became more and more ferocious.

Wang Zijun was sitting in the back seat and saw the situation in front of him clearly. Although Xiao Cao's speed was faster, the main responsibility was due to this man suddenly standing in the middle of the road.

As for this person, Wang Zijun knew him: Wei Xiaojin. The guy who rushed into the road was Wei Xiaojin.

It is already late autumn now. Wei Xiaojin is wearing a black windbreaker and a white scarf around his neck. He looks like a gangster in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies. But when he fell to the ground, his Mao style was gone.

.

Wang Zijun smiled happily. At this time, Wei Xiaojin was shocked and angry. Why did he... meet this person again? A while ago, he was competing with this guy and kicked Zhou Aiguo's cooked duck away.

It was his idea, and he was very proud of it, thinking that he had severely humiliated Wang Zijun, but he never thought that this guy was not in Xihezi Township at all.

This made Wei Xiaojin very depressed. It was as if he had exerted all his strength and punched hard with all his strength. Only when the punch hit the ground did he realize that the punch had hit the cotton.

Wei Xiaojin, who felt deeply humiliated at a dinner party in Jiangyuan, vented his anger after returning home. He finally managed to do his father's job and gained a face, but he could not show off in front of Wang Zijun.

, which made him a little annoyed.

When he called, Wang Zijun refused to answer the page, which made Wei Xiaojin feel even more aggrieved. There was a feeling in his heart that he was a trapped beast still fighting. Yes, it was a trapped beast still fighting! Therefore, someone was sent to wait in front of the bus station. He, Mr. Wei, had to wait in front of the bus station.

The first time Jun came back, he humiliated him severely!