Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

A bowl of tofu, three deep-fried fried dough sticks, and chili oil for bibimbap, it tastes very enjoyable. Although Wang Zijun is a high-ranking official in Nanjiang Province, he appears on TV because he is not the main leader.

The probability is not very high, and naturally not many people know him.

When finishing the fried dough sticks, half of the tofu puffs were also eaten. Although it is the most common snack, in Wang Zijun's mouth at this time, it is the most rare delicacy in the world. This person's appetite is like this,

Expensive things may not necessarily taste good. In fact, the most rare thing when going out is to try local specialties.

Just when Wang Zijun was enjoying his meal, several people sat down at the table next to him, and someone said: "Nian team, the boss here is from Jiang Province, and the tofu puffs he makes are particularly authentic. Wait.

You’ll know after you try it!”

"Okay, Xiao Jiang, you are just reluctant to spend money, and you also lied to the senior team that the breakfast here is authentic. The truly authentic breakfast should be in Deyu Building." A teasing voice rang.

While they were joking, Wang Zijun heard a familiar voice saying: "Okay, you guys, I have something to eat but I can't stuff your mouths. That little Jiang just got married and has a lot of money to spend now.

You two, please stop talking."

Wang Zijun instantly thought of who this person was, and he turned to look at the table, just as Nian Zhengxin looked over.

Nian Zhengxin didn't believe his eyes. He felt that he must have suffered from eye problems because he stayed up late and worked overtime last night. Otherwise, how could he have met Minister Wang in this small shop!

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and his intuition told him that he had seen nothing wrong. Wang Zijun was sitting opposite him, smiling lightly at him.

Nian Zhengxin, who was about to sit down, walked over quickly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Wang Zijun say with a smile: "Sir, I'm here to have dinner with my colleagues!"

Nian Zhengxin looked at Wang Zijun's winking action and still didn't understand that Minister Wang didn't want to be disturbed. He immediately smiled and said: "Um... Come over and have some food, you can come and eat too!"

The young men who came with Nian Zhengxin all looked at Wang Zijun at this time. But they only glanced at it twice and started talking about their own things. After all, Wang Zijun, to them,

It was a bit too far away, and they would never have thought that this man who looked about the same age as them was the former Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee and now the Organization Minister, Wang Zijun.

A little amused by Nian Zhengxin's words, Wang Zijun said with a smile: "Why don't you come over to watch if you don't come over for dinner?"

Although he was teased by Wang Zijun, Nian Zhengxin felt a burst of excitement in his heart. He knew what Minister Wang meant by his words, that is, he did not treat him as an outsider. After hesitating for a moment, he stood opposite Wang Zijun.

He sat down and said, "Boss, to be honest, seeing you eating here scared me so much that my appetite went back to my stomach!"

Nian Zhengxin's serious look made Wang Zijun laugh happily. He drank the spicy tofu puffs with a small spoon and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll give you an appetizer. The tofu puffs here are pretty good. Come on."

A bowl is definitely worth the money.”

"Listen to your boss." Nian Zhengxin asked his boss to serve him food while talking softly to Wang Zijun. However, although he talked about unreasonable things, Nian Zhengxin was sweating.

come out.

Although he and Wang Zijun were already familiar, and Wang Zijun was amiable in front of him, sitting in front of Wang Zijun, he felt more and more pressure.

These days, although Nian Zhengxin's energy is mainly focused on solving cases, this does not hinder his understanding of the news in Nanjiang. He knows that the amiable Minister Wang in front of him has given a lot of information in his eyes just recently.

It's a big slap from a big leader that you can't afford to offend.

Although this slap is not in the eyes of ordinary people, when they talk about it, they are filled with envy. Some people even say that Minister Wang's influence in Nanjiang has surpassed Yao Zhongze through this incident, and officially became the leader of Nanjiang.

Number three.

Although no one compares this statement, it also shows that Minister Wang's position in Nanjiang is now gradually moving forward.

"Old man, what have you been busy with recently?" Wang Zijun looked at Nian Zhengxin who was a little speechless. He didn't understand what he was thinking about at this time, so he smiled and asked Nian Zhengxin.

Nian Zhengxin said quickly: "Minister, we tried a theft case yesterday. I thought it was just a small matter, but I didn't expect that this small case turned out to be a big fish. We are going to go to Linhu City today."

In Linhu City, Wang Zijun frowned, but he did not speak. Nian Zhengxin continued: "According to the thief, he worked as a mazi in Linhu City before, although he did not have access to the top secrets.

, but for some..."

"How the hell do you walk? Do you know how much my clothes are worth? I'm telling you, you are in trouble today!" A voice with an angry voice suddenly sounded in the shop.

When I got up, I saw a slightly fat man in his thirties, pointing at a young man who looked to be in his twenties and shouting loudly.

This young man seemed to be a worker in this small shop. He was holding a bowl in his hand, and a little oil stain dripped from the bowl onto the fat man's white shirt. Seeing the fat man shouting loudly, the young man's face

Full of fear.

"Brother, I'm sorry, he was careless just now. Do you think this will work? You can leave your clothes here with us and I'll ask the dry cleaner to clean them for you!" The proprietress of the hotel is a woman in her thirties.

Her somewhat fat body indicates that she is heading toward a middle-aged adult.

"Wash, have you washed it clean? Let me tell you, I bought these clothes from the Playboy store. Do you know Sanqian5? Now you have soiled them for me. You said just wash them and it's over.

?" The fat man flashed his shirt and said loudly to the landlady.

Three thousand and five thousand, for this small shop, can be said to be half a month's turnover. The proprietress is also a shrewd person. When she saw this man's appearance, she seemed to be waiting to understand what this man was going to do, so she said softly: "The big boss

Brother, what do you think we should do?"

"What should I do? Of course I have to pay for it. I just bought this dress. Now I'll give it to you. You can give me money to buy another one." The fat man saw that the attitude of the landlady had softened, and his voice suddenly became louder.

.

Although Wang Zijun didn't know much about the fat man's shirt, he could see that this man was trying to blackmail him. He frowned slightly. Nian Zhengxin had been paying attention to Wang Zijun's expression, and at this moment he thought that he wanted to have a meal.

There was no peace, Minister Wang was unhappy, and he had to help that person out no matter what.

Just when he was about to speak, someone suddenly said: "Brother, your playboy is similar to mine. Did you buy it from that store in Xiguan?"

When the fat man heard this man speak, he seemed to have found a close friend and said, "I bought it from a certain store. Grandma originally sold it for 4,000, but I paid back the price and bought it for 3,500."

"Do you think it's easy for me to buy such a suit of clothes? He just put oil on me like this. If I don't pay for my clothes today, it will be useless wherever I go."

"Brother, you are right, this matter deserves compensation." The one who came out to speak was the young man known as Xiao Jiang who entered the store with Nian Zhengxin. He took a careful look at the man's clothes.

, seemed to be deep in thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Brother, are you sure you bought this dress in a store in Xiguan?"

"Of course, I can't lie to you." The fat man puffed up his chest and said in a deep voice.

"What a coincidence, come with me. I'm from the criminal police team of our city's public security bureau. Yesterday we received an alarm that the warehouse of the Playboy store in Xiguan was stolen. This model was stolen.

One hundred shirts." As Xiao Jiang spoke, he showed his police officer ID.

The fat man suddenly started to sweat a little. He didn't look at Xiao Jiang's police officer certificate, but said eagerly: "Comrade Public Security, what the hell, I really bought this from Xiguan."

"When they reported the crime, they said that these clothes had just come in and were not on the shelves yet. How did you buy them?" Xiao Jiang's face suddenly became serious.

The fat man was sweating more and more. He gritted his teeth and said: "Comrade police, what, my clothes... they are definitely not stolen goods. I made these high imitations and sold them from the wholesale market.

They cost 50 yuan each, and they are still for sale. If you don’t believe it, just go and take a look.”

"Oh, that's what I saw wrong." After Xiao Jiang said that, he sat down in his seat to drink tofu noodle again, and the fat man seemed to have realized what was going on. He didn't care to get entangled here and let go.

Tofu Nao Qian quickly ran towards the outside of the shop.

There was a burst of laughter from the people eating in the store. Although Xiao Jiang's actions attracted a lot of praise, as Xiao Jiang's leader, Nian Zhengxin's face was a little sweaty at this time. Although Xiao Jiang was in

He does good things, but his behavior may be a bit over the line.

"Good job." Wang Zijun smiled at Nian Zhengxin and waved to Xiao Jiang: "Little brother, do you know that his clothes are not real?"

Xiao Jiang was a little unhappy when he heard Wang Zijun call him little brother. In his opinion, Wang Zijun was not much older than him. But since this man was sitting with the detachment leader, he still answered honestly: "Two days ago

, I also bought the same one.”

Wang Zijun smiled at Xiao Jiang, and then said to Nian Zhengxin: "Old man, you are a strong general with no weak soldiers, but you must be careful when you go to Linhu City this time."

"I know." Nian Zhengxin quickly agreed.

Wang Zijun, who had finished his meal, looked at his watch, stood up and said, "If you have anything to do, you can come to me directly. When you are free, we can have a good chat."

Wang Zijun stepped out, and Nian Zhengxin sent him to the door. It was not until he saw Yu Jiangwei walking from the other end of the street that he returned to the shop with confidence. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature for more novel updates.

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