Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

A bird flew over her head. When Jiang Xiaoling looked up, she suddenly saw a white ball falling from the sun, just falling on the white paper Jiang Xiaoling had laid out. Jiang Xiaoling thought, if a person is unlucky, even a bird

Birds are coming to bully them! After coming to the Criminal Investigation Detachment for so many years, Jiang Xiaoling and Jiang Cunming have always gotten along very well. Regarding Jiang Cunming's unexpected death, Jiang Xiaoling's heart was full of sadness.

Jiang Xiaoling was in charge of the registration. Before the memorial service began, she received arrangements. When Secretary Zhao from the municipal government and the Municipal Law Committee came, she must do a good job of reception.

In the office, there are always some advantages that others do not have. For example, some insider information is still unknown to everyone, but they already know it clearly. Jiang Xiaoling is also concerned about Director Duan going to the municipal party committee and government to invite leaders to attend Jiang Cunming’s funeral.

Know it well.

Jiang Xiaoling felt sad for the evasion of the two city leaders. She even thought that when Commander Deng came, he didn't bother to pay attention to them. One of his comrades just fell asleep. Who would care to look at the leaders' faces? They were too bureaucratic.

However, what she never expected was that Chief Deng didn't come at all, only their subordinate soldiers. Jiang Xiaoling was too lazy to move, registered her unit, and lowered her head.

Just when she was feeling extremely uncomfortable, she saw a person walking over.

This person looked quite young, and he was dressed in a black suit, which made people feel inaccessible. No, it should be the feeling of looking up at a mountain. If she hadn't watched this person walking towards the mourning hall, she really wouldn't have been able to muster the courage.

Talk to this person.

"Hello. Are you here to attend the memorial service for Comrade Jiang Cunming? Please register."

The man with a solemn face looked at her, took the pen from her hand, and signed his name on the registration form - Wang Zijun.

This person's handwriting looked very elegant and elegant. Jiang Xiaoling sighed, this person should be engaged in calligraphy work, otherwise, how could this person write so elegantly.

Just when she was hesitating whether to let the person stay in the unit, the person had already strode into the mourning hall. Who was this person? Is he a friend of Xiao Jiang?

Naturally, Wang Zijun didn't know what the little girl who stopped him to ask him to sign was thinking. He walked into the mourning hall solemnly, followed the people in front of him, and bowed deeply to the photo hanging in the middle.

Wang Zijun had a speechless feeling for this young policeman whom he had only met once, but who had left a deep impression on him. But now he was completely separated from this young man.

Wang Zijun did not hesitate to attend the funeral. Although Duan Wendong did not inform him, he still decided to come. Deep in his heart, Wang Zijun always felt ashamed of him. If it were not for the investigation of the smuggling case,

I guess this young man still has a long way to go in the future.

Walking among a group of people dressed in black, Wang Zijun was not too conspicuous. At this time, the most conspicuous people in front of the mourning hall were Director Luo from the Political and Legal Affairs Committee and Mr. He Chang from the municipal government.

However, the arrival of these two people deeply touched the relatives of the Jiang family. Most of the relatives and friends of the Jiang family work in government agencies. For people who come from the Municipal Law Committee and the Municipal Government, they can all feel what this means.

The level of the visitor generally represents the degree of attention. There were so many leaders from the Municipal Law Committee and the Municipal Government, but only two people came, which made me feel a little chilled and I muttered a few words in a low voice.

This discussion made Nian Zhengxin, who was standing aside, look livid with a gleam on his back. However, Jiang Cunming's father stopped these discussions. The old man just coughed lightly and the others obediently kept their mouths shut.

But Jiang's father's tolerance made Duan Wendong and Nian Zhengxin even more ashamed. The two looked at each other. They wanted to say some words of comfort to the old man, but they opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.

Just when they were silent, Nian Zhengxin suddenly looked up and was stunned. Isn't that Minister Wang?

Wang Zijun also noticed him and nodded towards the two of them. Nian Zhengxin patted Director Duan in surprise and was about to go forward. After thinking about it, he felt a little unexpected. Minister Wang came here so quietly. Didn't he want to

What about exposing his identity?

Just when Nian Zhengxin was hesitating, Wang Zijun, who was about to follow the crowd, suddenly turned around and walked towards the left side of the mourning hall. At this time, in the middle of the mourning hall, Xiao He Changzheng represented Mayor Tao and Zhao

The Secretary-General expressed condolences to the family.

However, this must be the first time for this young boy to attend such an occasion. Every move he made was extremely inconsistent with the scene here. He looked a little high-spirited and held Father Jiang's hand as if he was a leader giving a speech.

Wang Zijun's sudden approach made him a little embarrassed. The condolences haven't been finished yet. Why are you here in such a hurry?

Just when he was feeling unhappy, Wang Zijun had already arrived in front of Father Jiang and said softly: "Old man, I would like to express my condolences to you. Although Cunming is no longer here, I think this city will remember him. Cunming will be remembered."

Your colleagues are all your relatives, if anything happens, just speak up."

Xiao He was immediately a little annoyed. Although what this man said was roughly the same as his own, it was obviously a bit touching. Under his background, his eloquent words seemed to be unnecessary. This was not obviously disappointing.

Make a fool of yourself.

Grandma, where did this bird fly from? Xiao He, who was unhappy, glared at Wang Zijun fiercely, and then raised his voice: "Mr. Jiang, if you have anything to solve, you can contact me

Municipal Public Security Bureau; if the municipal bureau cannot solve the problem, you can come to me and the municipal government will come forward to actively coordinate for you."

Director Xiao He was not prepared to say these words. As a director, he was not qualified to express his opinions randomly. However, he felt uncomfortable when he was robbed by this person who appeared out of nowhere. He wanted to be angry.

Angry at him, I'm not here, so what are you trying to show off? I'm here on behalf of the mayor and secretary-general, so no matter how smooth your words are, it's all in vain.

As for whether he can accomplish things for Jiang's father, this issue is not something he needs to consider where he grew up. In Xiao He's view, this is a matter for the Public Security Bureau, who will take away whose children. Even if he really finds himself in the future

It's just a matter of putting things off or being undecided for a long time.

Just when thoughts were spinning in Xiao He's mind, he heard the man follow suit: "If you have any difficulties at home, you can contact me and I will do my best." While speaking, the man also took out a

A piece of paper with a mobile phone number on it.

Hearing this, the little director felt bored again. The phone number was written on the paper. You are really stupid!

Xiao He felt a little frustrated for no reason. He took out a box of business cards from his pocket. He took out one and handed it to Jiang's father and said, "This is my phone number. If you have anything, call me."

Just when Xiao He was feeling proud, Wang Zijun had already walked to Jiang's mother. After a few words of comfort, he walked to the side.

At this time, the mourning hall is divided into two aisles, one is for people who leave after paying homage, and the other is for those who plan to stay and hold a memorial service. The one that Wang Zijun just walked down,

It's a memorial service.

Director Xiao He had no intention of staying and holding a memorial service. The reason why this mission fell to him was mainly because this kind of occasion was not something Mayor Chen liked to see. Although Mayor Chen didn't say anything, everyone knew it.

Mayor Chen has lost face in this matter. If you go there happily

By participating in this memorial service, where will Mayor Chen lose face? After clarifying the intentions of his superiors, it is extremely dangerous to still go against the leader's views. The only way to avoid danger is to be like everyone else and be like the leader.

Keep the same pace. Thousands of people speak the same voice.

You know, Mayor Chen is a very face-conscious person.

Neither Mayor Tao nor Secretary-General Zhao dared to offend Mayor Tao. How could he, a small minion, have the guts to go against Mayor Chen? Even if Mayor Chen remained silent on this matter, from the city government's side,

There are too many people who want to be loyal to Mayor Chen.

In China, you are either a friend or an enemy, and there will never be a third front. Since you are an enemy, people will treat you the same way as an enemy. Even if they cannot say bad things about you in front of Mayor Chen, if they say bad things about you in the entire Donghong officialdom, then

It's enough for you to drink a pot.

Fortunately, this procedure was finally completed. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Director Luo standing outside the mourning hall and looking in. The expression on his face was much richer.

"Lao Luo, what are you looking at?" Xiao He, who usually has friendship with Director Luo, asked suspiciously.

Director Luo grabbed He Chang and whispered: "Xiao He, call your Secretary-General Zhao quickly, the matter is a bit serious!"

"What's wrong? Please don't be suspicious, the occasion here is unlucky!" Xiao He complained dissatisfied, and Lao Luo couldn't wait any longer: "Minister Wang is here, and you haven't informed the leader yet, are you waiting?

Get punished!"

Minister Wang? When these three words were heard in Xiao He’s ears, Xiao He’s expression instantly changed!

Wang Zijun stood aside, quietly waiting for the memorial service to begin, but how could Duan Wendong and others let him stand there alone and in obscurity.

Soon, Duan Wendong came to Wang Zijun's side and whispered: "Minister Wang, why are you here..."

Wang Zijun waved his hand to stop him and said, "Wen Dong, there are no outsiders here. Don't pay attention to so many red tapes."

Nian Zhengxin looked at Wang Zijun and suddenly felt that his eyes were sore. Thinking about how all the officials he invited in the morning had been declined, he felt aggrieved and said, "Minister Wang, if I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have invited the city leaders."

, they are all snobbish..."

Duan Wendong gave Nian Zhengxin a hard look and signaled him to stop talking. Wang Zijun understood the two people's thoughts and said calmly: "I will give Xiao Jiang a ride in my own name."

At this moment, Yu Jiangwei walked in quickly from outside. Seeing Wang Zijun surrounded by Duan Wendong and others, he walked over quickly and whispered: "Minister Wang, there are still twenty minutes in the meeting."

"Please notify Minister Long and ask him to attend on my behalf. I can't make it now."

As Wang Zijun's secretary, Yu Jiangwei naturally knew Wang Zijun's schedule. It was something Yu Jiangwei had not expected to skip an important meeting to attend the memorial service.

However, as a secretary, obeying the leader is the first priority. He didn't say anything else at the moment. He directly picked up the phone and dialed Long Tianxi's mobile phone.

Duan Wendong heard the conversation between the two and was a little moved. From his heart, he very much hoped that Xiao Jiang's funeral could be held in a glorious manner.

"Wen Dong, you can let others know that I'm here today." Wang Zijun said casually without looking at Duan Wendong.

The corner of Duan Wendong's mouth twitched. At this moment, he completely understood Wang Zijun's thoughts. Minister Wang did not attend the meeting and stayed here, not only to mourn Xiao Jiang, but also to send a message to these people in Donghong City:

I'm here, I'll see if any of you dare not come!

Wang Zijun always keeps a low profile, but today, this uncharacteristic behavior shocked Duan Wendong.

He stood quietly under the mourning hall, silently staring at the huge photo hanging in the middle. In the photo, Jiang Cunming's eyes were a little narrowed, which made him look like a rabbit's smile, which was also narrow and warm.

Kind and pure. Wang Zijun suddenly felt a little heartbroken. After this memorial ceremony, this honest young policeman was only a name that remained in most people's memories.

"Member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary Dou of the Municipal Party Committee are here!" Someone shouted, and many people turned their heads and looked over. In the eyes of everyone, they saw Dou Mingtang striding in, and behind him, followed by Dong

The deputy secretary of the Hong Municipal Party Committee and the organization director received a wreath and put it aside.

Xiao Jiang's parents were already numb, but when they saw the Municipal Party Committee Secretary coming in person, they still burst into tears, shook Dou Mingtang's hands, and were speechless for a long time.

Dou Mingtang was very experienced in this matter. He held the hands of the old couple and said some words of comfort in a low tone. He also asked the accompanying secretary to coordinate with the civil affairs department to ensure that the two old people were taken care of.

matters.

Because it was a mourning hall, Dou Mingtang didn't waste too much time and came to Wang Zijun. He and Wang Zijun had similar identities, and he spoke casually: "Minister Zijun, I'm late!"

Dou Mingtang didn't say much, but he meant to admit his mistake. Wang Zijun didn't want to offend Dou Mingtang, his ally. After all, Dou Mingtang's previous choices were understandable.

"Secretary Dou, your coming is a comfort to Jiang Cunming's family. No wonder everyone calls you Civilian Secretary."

Dou Mingtang nodded, and the two of them kept everything in silence. In fact, Dou Mingtang knew about Jiang Cunming's memorial service. The reason why he pretended to be confused was that he didn't want to make the relationship with Chen Jiahe too tense. Just take advantage of it.

With the convenience of being the top leader, he can steadily suppress Chen Jiahe, but if his own interests are not involved, why can't he create a united and harmonious situation and insist on having trouble with Chen Jiahe?

Dou Mingtang knows that principles are important in big things and unity is important in small things. However, after learning the news about Wang Zijun's arrival, Dou Mingtang rushed over as quickly as possible. Compared with Wang Zijun, Chen Jiahe was obviously not the same person.

level.

After laying a wreath at Dou Mingtang, Lu Jingxiu, the secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee, also rushed over. However, like Wang Zijun, he came in his own name. After laying a wreath, he also stood on the other side of Wang Zijun.

The arrival of three members of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee made the memorial service lively. The number of guests that had been intermittent suddenly increased. Not only did some heads from the municipal Party committee and government appear one after another, but also some relevant functional departments were all heavyweights.

The leaders came to attend.

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