Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Compared with Yao Zhongze, Ye Chengmin received the results a little later. He knew that when the Organization Department was counting the results, he was practicing calligraphy in the study. It was Secretary-General Tao and his party who came to his study to report the news to him.

Listening to Tao and his party's report, Ye Chengmin placed his half-written pen on the white rice paper. A large ink ball instantly appeared on the otherwise flawless rice paper. It looked like a picture of artistic calligraphy that was originally pretty good.

It became extremely ugly.

Tao Yixing did not expect Ye Chengmin's actions to be so intense. He pondered for a moment, and then smiled and said to Ye Chengmin: "Secretary Ye, don't be too angry about this matter. I think this result should be expected. After all, this organization

The personnel reform has touched too many people.”

"Humph, you have been touched too much. Shouldn't you change it if you have been touched?" Ye Chengmin sat down on the seat again and said in a deep voice: "Call Dou Mingtang and ask him if they are in Donghong City.

Not even an incompetent person?" Although they obeyed Ye Chengmin, Tao and his party would not make this call anyway, because making this call would offend Dou Mingtang. What's more, this is Ye Chengmin's visit.

A decision made in anger.

"Secretary, Secretary Dou also has his difficulties. As the municipal party committee secretary of Donghong City, he not only has the leaders of various cities watching him, but there are also people below him watching him. If he wants to carry out the work of Donghong City well,

He still needs some force from below, don’t you think?”

Ye Chengmin took a deep breath. As an experienced leader, Ye Chengmin understood all the things Tao and his party said, but this result was a bit unacceptable to him.

When Wang Zijun promoted this year-end assessment, he was also a little worried about this matter. But once the matter was laid out, there was no possibility of turning back, so he could only watch the development of the matter coldly.

In his expectation, even if the cities were opposed to this work, they would still have to maintain a consistent attitude towards food and appearance. In his expectation, each city would have to report a small number of incompetent personnel to everyone.

His face looks better.

But this result was something he never expected. They were all qualified, and the numbers looked good. However, Wang Zijun, who was the promoter of this assessment, was already suspended in mid-air. It was difficult to even land on the ground!

Not to mention Nanjiang, even the higher-ups are paying attention to the changes in Nanjiang's organization and personnel. Even when the superior leaders called, they were already preparing to treat Nanjiang's situation as a pilot project.

Can such assessment results be hidden from the leader's eyes? What does such a result mean in the eyes of superiors? In addition to the difficulty of the change, Nanjiang's organization was not successful in promoting this operation.

As the main person in charge of Nanjiang, he has to be in charge, and as the main promoter, Wang Zijun, even though the higher-ups know about his grievances, he still has a reputation of always doing things unfavorably, and even in order to calm down the sequelae, Wang Zijun was

Transferred from Nanjiang.

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Mo Xiaobei's job is actually very easy. If you want to use one word to describe how easy Mo Xiaobei's job is, then you can use the sentence "Go to work whenever you want."

Although she is not a woman who likes to pay attention to politics, as Wang Zijun's wife, all kinds of words will still reach her ears from various channels.

She hurriedly opened the door of her small villa. She was thinking about how to comfort Wang Zijun along the way, but she still had not made up her mind. In order to comfort her husband, Mo Xiaobei thought of many ways, such as tenderness and water.

The kind that makes him feel the warmth of the family; the other is the warrior type that pats him hard on the shoulder and says loudly: Life is full of ups and downs, who hasn’t stumbled...

To be honest, although she is over thirty, Mo Xiaobei really doesn't know how to comfort someone, and she doesn't know how to comfort her husband, who has always been optimistic and cheerful in front of her.

Or just call the old man and ask him, or even pat him on the head and say something like the old man comforted him, and things will eventually pass.

When he walked into the house, he heard a crackling sound coming from the room. The sound startled Mo Xiaobei, thinking that Wang Zijun had thrown something at home, but the sound didn't sound like it.

After Mo Xiaobei walked into the living room, she realized that the sound was coming from her son's room. Her heart tugged even more. Worried that Wang Zijun would hit her son for nothing, she quickly opened the door.

Inside the door, two people were squatting on the floor playing with the four corners. When Mo Xiaobei broke in, he saw the little baby using his chubby little hands to hold a four corners that was as big as a plate.

He smashed it to the ground. He looked so serious and full of cuteness!

And when her eyes fell on Wang Zijun's face, she found that her husband was looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Back!" The same voice as before came out of Wang Zijun's mouth.

"You're back." Mo Xiaobei put down the small bag in his hand, and just as he was about to talk to Wang Zijun, he heard the little baby say: "Dad, hurry up, it's your turn!"

Mo Xiaobei, who thought that Wang Zijun was going to pick up the big four corners, collapsed a little when he saw the four corners that Wang Zijun picked up. He saw that Wang Zijun took out a little baby from under the big four corners that the baby was pressing on the ground.

His palm was even smaller than the four corners, and he slapped it hard on the ground.

Seeing the little baby hugging the big four corners again, Mo Xiaobei couldn't help but make a fair voice: "What's going on with you? Why don't you let Xiaobao use the smaller one?"

"He said to use a big one. Of course I can't dissatisfy my son, right?" Wang Zijun smiled at Mo Xiaobei and said a little lazily.

From the look of Wang Zijun, Mo Xiaobei couldn't guess what this guy was doing. She was quite dissatisfied with her husband's style of teasing her son when nothing happened. Just when she was about to snatch the big four corners from the little baby's hand,

She was not allowed to have what she heard today appear in her mind while he was being teased by this unscrupulous father.

He was already unhappy enough, why not let him be happy! While feeling emotional, Mo Xiaobei smiled and said, "I'll make whatever you want to eat today."

"Mom, I want to eat KFC." The little baby dropped the four corners and said loudly to Mo Xiaobei.

Mo Xiaobei looked at his son's serious look, then looked at Wang Zijun's look of approval, nodded, and started to call for takeout.

From returning home to having dinner, Mo Xiaobei had been a little uneasy. In her mind, she had been obsessed with how to comfort Wang Zijun. Even teaching the little baby how to do handicrafts, she was a little absent-minded.

"Zijun, if this person is unhappy about something, it's best to talk about it. Just talk about it!" When Xiaobao and Xiaona ran to the yard outside to shoot the ball, they hesitated again and again.

Mo Xiaobei finally said softly to Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun, who was flipping through the book, looked up at Mo Xiaobei and said, "Don't think too much, I've always been very happy."

Mo Xiaobei looked at Wang Zijun who was lowering his head to read a book again, and he had serious doubts about his ability. He was really not a good counselor and didn't even know how to comfort him.

Time ticked by, the little baby fell asleep in his bedroom, and Mo Xiaobei, who was sitting on the bed, had indeed been thinking about his plan. How to comfort him and let him know that no matter what he encountered

Despite such setbacks, my family and I are with him.

The conversation was as usual. After reading a book for a while, Wang Zijun turned off the bedside lamp. Just when he was about to fall asleep, he felt the person next to him lying on his bed like a flexible snake.

On the body.

In the summer, there was a hint of coldness in the body, but now there was a flame-like feeling. Under the ignition of this flame, Wang Zijun instantly became enthusiastic.

Although he and Mo Xiaobei are an old couple, Wang Zijun seems to always take the initiative in life. Even when his enthusiasm reaches the extreme, Mo Xiaobei always suppresses his enthusiasm.

Being turned over by red waves, the good times are like a dream.

After a hearty session, Wang Zijun quietly hugged Mo Xiaobei's delicate body, savoring the taste in his heart.

"Zijun, with me and this family, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you don't have to take it to heart..." Mo Xiaobei, who boldly hugged Wang Zijun's neck, whispered to Wang Zijun.

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Wang Zijun had fully reacted at this time. He looked at the person lying on top of him. He couldn't help pinching Mo Xiaobei's nose with his hand and said, "Actually, I'm really happy, especially today."

"You...you don't have to force yourself like this. Grandpa said that no one can always win, and it doesn't matter if you fail. As long as you can persevere, there will be no obstacle that you can't overcome..."

"I really have no problem!" Wang Zijun patted his wife's little face and said softly.

"Zijun, I know you are a strong person. We are husband and wife. I hope you can let me face it with you when we encounter difficulties." Mo Xiaobei's words were full of determination.

"I really have nothing to do..."

After hugging and talking for half an hour, Wang Zijun was really defeated by Mo Xiaobei's persistence. He touched Mo Xiaobei's smooth skin, and his body reacted again. After hesitating for a moment, he whispered

Said: "I'm actually a little depressed in my heart. That...you have washed away half of that for me just now. If I do it again, I think I should be able to get rid of all my uncomfortable feelings."

The room became silent following Wang Zijun's words. Feeling that his wife was shaking a little, Wang Zijun secretly thought to himself that he had gone too far, and that it would be better not to make the matter bigger.

Just when thoughts were racing in his mind, he heard Mo Xiaobei murmur: "Well... the book says... no, let's do it tomorrow morning..."

Mo Xiaobei, who seemed to have completed an important task, had fallen asleep gently, but Wang Daguan, who was refreshed and refreshed, could not fall asleep. He hugged his wife who had fallen asleep that day, and he couldn't help but look at her. I complained in my stomach: Actually, I am really happy about that (to be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)