Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

The night in Donghong City feels a bit sticky due to the humid sea breeze. The men and women who have been busy all day make this night particularly lively. Walking on the bright and bustling streets, you can see pulling and pulling from time to time.

of revelers.

Wang Zijun was wearing an ordinary sportswear on the upper body and beach pants that Mo Xiaobei had recently bought for him. Although he did not wear eyeglasses, he gave people the feeling of a fashionable young man.

The reason why he came out wearing clothes that looked like this was because Mo Xiaobei didn't know how to encourage an old lady in their research institute to take a look at the night market in Donghong City.

Compared with Wang Zijun, who is dressed like an ordinary young man, Mo Xiaobei is more eye-catching. Wearing a long skirt, she is like an elf floating in the night space, making people unable to help but cast their eyes on her.

When it comes to her body, the most amazing thing is that Mo Xiaobei's neck is like a beautiful sika deer, white and delicate, revealing an innate sense of superiority.

With such a beautiful wife, Wang Zijun now feels a little stressed. He even heard some jealous words saying that he was a fool.

Wang Zijun naturally didn't take these jealous words to heart. Just when he relaxed and strolled on the street with Mo Xiaobei, his cell phone rang.

Wang Zijun has two mobile phones. Not many people know the number of his phone. After looking at the number of the caller, Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Hello, Secretary Dou, I am Wang Zijun."

The caller was Dou Mingtang. Although Wang Zijun had covered the phone, the noise outside was still transmitted to the phone through the microphone.

After Dou Mingtang said hello, he said directly: "Minister Wang, where are you now? Why are you in such a mess!"

"I am accompanying my wife to the night market. Secretary Dou, do you have anything to do?" Wang Zijun asked Dou Mingtang casually.

Dou Mingtang smiled and said: "Minister Wang, you are so leisurely. By the way, are you at the night market on Cross Street?"

As the former Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Donghong City, Dou Mingtang is very familiar with the ditches and ridges of Donghong City. When Wang Zijun said the word "night market", he could basically use these few words to quickly

Determine Wang Zijun's location.

Wang Zijun answered in the affirmative, and then heard Dou Mingtang say: "I just received a research team from the superior propaganda department. I drank a little wine, but I didn't eat enough food. I know there is a restaurant specializing in seafood over there at the night market.

, although it’s not big, the food is very delicious, Minister Wang, why don’t we go somewhere to fill our stomachs.”

Wang Zijun didn't think it was just a coincidence that Dou Mingtang invited him to eat seafood at this time. Thoughts flashed in his mind, Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Since Secretary Dou is treating you, I won't be polite. We will see you soon."

When he arrived at the small place Dou Mingtang mentioned, Wang Zijun found that the place was not small, and the planned night market stalls were filled with people. The noise of people was coming and going.

When Wang Zijun walked to the door of the small restaurant, Dou Mingtang's secretary had already been waiting outside. Seeing Wang Zijun approaching, he quickly came over and said: "Minister Wang, Secretary Dou is up there."

Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei, led by their secretary, arrived at the roof of the building after passing two floors.

The roof of this building is not small, but there is only a parasol and a table. The gentle breeze seems to be a little stronger on the roof than underground, and it blows on my body, giving people a more peaceful feeling.

easy.

Dou Mingtang was sitting next to the exquisite stone table. When he saw Wang Zijun and the others coming over, he smiled and waved to Wang Zijun: "Minister Zijun, come here. Today I invite you and your brothers and sisters to have a good taste."

Donghong City’s specialty barbecue.”

Although Wang Zijun didn't know what kind of medicine Dou Mingtang was selling in the gourd at this time, he could do as he pleased. After he and Mo Xiaobei sat down in Dou Mingtang's club, he smiled and said to Dou Mingtang: "Secretary of the famous hall

, I didn’t expect you to have such a good place!”

"Hahaha, I haven't been here for a while. But speaking of Minister Zijun, if you want to eat the specialties of a place, the best place is not those big hotels, but small restaurants."

As he spoke, Dou Mingtang pointed to the barbecue stall below and said: "You may not think that their place is simple, but their turnover in one night is quite big! Of course, their dishes are very authentic."

While speaking, he turned to Mo Xiaobei who was sitting there silently and said: "Brothers and sisters, I disturbed your young couple's interest in shopping. I really deserve death. You can order the food later. As long as you are happy."

That’s fine.”

When working, Dou Mingtang always looks serious, but at this time he gives full play to his humorous and approachable side. If you don't know his identity, you will think that he is an amiable uncle next door.

But his humor went to the wrong person. Although Mo Xiaobei became more and more open-minded in front of Wang Zijun, it did not mean that her temperament had changed. So she just smiled lightly at Dou Mingtang's flattery.

Laughing, there was no other response.

Wang Zijun patted Mo Xiaobei's hand gently, then smiled and said to Dou Mingtang: "Secretary Mingtang, Xiaobei likes seafood the most. Just now, the two of us were discussing where to have a good meal, but we didn't expect it.

You'll be here just in time!"

While the three of them were talking, a fat middle-aged man had already run over quickly. He came to Dou Mingtang's side and said respectfully: "Cousin, I just went out to do something. I don't know.

You are coming!"

Dou Mingtang did not introduce Wang Zijun to him, but pointed to Wang Zijun and said: "This is your sister-in-law's cousin, who learned the art of barbecue and now relies on his own labor to support himself. His wallet is bigger than ours.

People are much richer."

The man originally thought that Wang Zijun should be Dou Mingtang's descendant like him, but he did not expect that Dou Mingtang actually called his cousin the young man's sister-in-law. As soon as these two words came out of Dou Mingtang's mouth, the meaning was actually

The seniority between him and this young man has been determined. He doesn't need to say anything, just call him uncle.

But calling such a young man uncle was a bit hard for him to explain.

Just when the year was flashing in his heart, he heard Wang Zijun say with a smile: "Secretary Dou, I don't agree with what you said. My wife is a wealthy woman."

Mo Xiaobei was listening to them quietly, but he didn't expect that Wang Zijun would bring the topic to him. Hearing his husband praising him in front of outsiders, Mo Xiaobei felt a sweetness in his heart.

Dou Mingtang knew about Mo Xiaobei's matter, but he didn't react for a while. When he heard Wang Zijun say this, he immediately slapped his head and said: "Haha, you really blame me for this, don't say that kid

To set up a barbecue stall, even if he sets up the entire Nanjiang River as a stall, it still won't be as good as his younger siblings."

"Secretary Dou, you are so complimentary!" Mo Xiaobei finally spoke to Dou Mingtang.

After ordering some popular seafood, which was the most distinctive of this shop, Dou Mingtang ordered beer and drinks for Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei respectively. Dou Mingtang’s identity was displayed there, although the shop was busy.

He was furious, but Dou Mingtang's fat nephew still brought out the things as quickly as possible.

When they came out, Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei had already had dinner. However, the two of them went to Beijing for summer vacation with their little baby, so dinner became simpler. Now that they walked all the way, smelling the aroma of barbecue, they couldn't help but

I feel like I have a big appetite.

After Mo Xiaobei ate two skewers of grilled squid, Dou Mingtang picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "Minister Zijun, I don't give you this meal easily. You ate my meal, but you have to give it to me."

To help, I have been asked to join an inspection team in the past two days. You know I don’t like to move in the summer, so I just want to take advantage of you, brother."

Dou Mingtang's words were very subtle, but the meaning behind them could not be understood by Wang Zijun. Going to join the inspection team and leaving Nanjiang in the past two days can be said to be helping him solve the current problem.

As long as he joins the inspection team, apparently no one can say anything to him in this regard, but Wang Zijun is really unwilling to participate in this inspection team.

Even if he has no trump card in his hand at this time, he will not back down, not to mention that now he has an unmistakable trump card in his hand.

Looking at Dou Mingtang, Wang Zijun said with a smile: "Secretary Mingtang, you'd better let others do the inspection. I'm not planning to leave Nanjiang these two days."

Wang Zijun is not so easy to persuade. Dou Mingtang knows this in his heart. He is very clear about Wang Zijun's psychological feelings at the moment. If he persuades Wang Zijun too much, it will inevitably lead to Wang Zijun misunderstanding that his relationship with Qi Fulai is even more serious. Proportion must be

He had to get it right. He clinked their wine glasses with Wang Zijun and said, "Brother, listen to me, sometimes when it comes to this matter, you just have to take a step back to make the world clearer. Although it seems that the matter has reached a dead end now, with your influence in Nanjiang,

Who can say anything?"

"The fact that Qi Fuli came to send you an invitation just shows that he has a guilty conscience, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to great lengths to create a digital corridor. And those two people wouldn't have rushed to him after receiving the invitation.

Help out."

Dou Mingtang's words were not unreasonable to Wang Zijun. He smiled and said: "Brother, I also understand these. Don't worry, this matter is nothing to me. In addition, I really don't care about the digital corridor."

I'm interested, since they have created such a big battle, if I don't go there, wouldn't it be in vain?"

Dou Mingtang did not expect that Wang Zijun would still care about whether Wang Zijun was in vain at this time, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Although he was not sure about arranging Wang Zijun's place this time, he still wanted to give Wang Zijun some good advice.

Prepare.

Now it seems that I still don’t need to persuade him.

While the two men were drinking in silence, neither of them noticed the strange look on Mo Xiaobei's face. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)