Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Ye Chengmin said this, and Wang Zijun also casually echoed: "Secretary Ye, I don't want to leave either, but now this kind of thing is no longer up to me!"

"I need to report the issue in Nanjiang to my superiors. Some people are getting more and more outrageous!" Although Ye Chengmin was sighing, there was a hint of indifference in his expression that seemed to be always smiling.

This kind of indifference should mean that he is determined to win and is confident. Ye Chengmin stayed in Wang Zijun's office for more than forty minutes, not only talking about work, but also talking about many things in life. At this time, he didn't look like him at all.

A secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, he seemed to be parting with Prince Jun as an old and close friend.

As Ye Chengmin left, Tao and his party, as the secretary-general, also came to Wang Zijun's office and chatted with Wang Zijun for an hour.

Although this kind of chat does not have many practical topics, it expresses an attitude. Nanjiang and other members of the Standing Committee who have a decent relationship with Wang Zijun are using this method to express their goodwill to Wang Zijun.

As the saying goes, Wang Zijun is just moving away now. Maybe he will meet Wang Zijun at some time. As the saying goes, save some favor now and meet again later, the foundation has been laid.

What's more, for a young and promising Wang Zijun, it is only a matter of time before he reaches the next level. They kept a distance from Wang Zijun in Nanjiang because they still have some conflicts of interest with Wang Zijun. Now Wang Zijun

When it comes to leaving, without conflict, who wouldn’t want to make one more friend?

"Minister Zijun, if we have no other plans tonight, how about we have a couple of drinks? To be honest, I worked in the Liquor City back then, and I still have a lot of good wine hidden away." Tao Yixing

When walking out of Wang Zijun's office, he smiled and extended an invitation to Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun pondered for a moment and then said with a smile: "I have something to do tonight. How about I ask the Secretary-General tomorrow night?"

"Then we've settled, let's have a good drink tomorrow night!" Tao and his party shook Wang Zijun's hand and said affirmatively.

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In the small town in the north, it is unbearably cool this season, and it seems to be even hotter than in the south. Zheng Weijun, who is wearing a pair of big pants, is really no different from the small business owners who set up stalls and sell food. Since then, he has been with the fat Mei Ling.

After going to bed, he became a member of the family.

Mei Ling is almost the least beautiful woman Zheng Weijun has ever experienced, but she is virtuous and down-to-earth, giving Zheng Weijun a feeling of home. After working all day every day, she comes home with children and a woman, so ordinary

Zheng Weijun enjoys life very much.

The neighbors who set up stalls and sold food with him gradually accepted this man. He didn't talk much, but he worked very hard. No one could hear Zheng Weijun's voice except his heart. He drank shirtless

While drinking, some men teased her mysteriously, saying that Mei Ling was like a firewood, could he withstand it?

Zheng Weijun smiled kindly at these vulgar jokes in the countryside. Even sometimes, when the men who rarely had time to take turns telling pornographic jokes got to the exciting parts, he would come out and blend in, but Zheng Weijun felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Unhappy.

"Dad, Mom wants you to go home for dinner." It's already dark, and most of the people who should eat have filled their stomachs. Those who want to drink have gone to the food stalls, and those who eat at their stalls,

There are not many left.

Looking at the little boy in a neat school uniform, Zheng Weijun had a smile on his face. A few days ago, Mei Ling started asking her two children to call him daddy. The little girl was a little resistant at first, but her young age had the closest relationship with him.

The good little boy happily agreed.

Although it was just a change of words, it brightened Zheng Weijun's heart, which was so dark that it was almost desperate. He suddenly felt warmer and his heart became brighter. This feeling was really sweet. From that day on, Zheng Weijun often got up after four o'clock.

He came to take care of this big food stall. As soon as he came, the neighbor on the left shouted, and the neighbor on the right shouted. From time to time, he would say something to the neighbor in a high voice, and the sound of laughter was loud. The business seemed to be much more prosperous all of a sudden.

Dad, this title made him feel warm. When he was a member of society, Zheng Weijun didn't dare to have children. After all, he was doing something with his head in mind. He didn't want to, and he didn't dare to have children.

But the boy's dependence on him aroused the infinite love in his heart. A pair of greasy hands touched the little boy's head and said with a smile: "Little Dunzi, how was your school today?"

"It's good. Teacher Wang praised me again and said that as long as I go to school well, I will definitely be able to get into a good university." When he mentioned school, the little boy said with a beaming smile.

Zheng Weijun laughed loudly and said proudly: "My little boy is really good! Don't worry about it. As long as you are willing to go to school and get a Ph.D., your father will be able to support you! Do you see? Next month I will

Let your mother and you renovate our small stall and we can also operate as a food stall. By then, our family will have more money!"

Although he is now in dire straits, Zheng Weijun is a man who has been the boss after all. He is shrewd and considers the long term. He is trying every means to make the family live a better life.

"I heard from my classmate that you can make a lot of money from food stalls. Their family used to do this. He even bought a schoolbag with a trolley two days ago!" A young man of seven or eight years old, what he likes

, is always the most realistic thing they can think of.

"Just wait, when our food stalls are ready, the first thing dad has to do is to buy my little Dunzi a trolley schoolbag, which is better than that of your classmate!" Xiao Dunzi was very happy when he heard this.

After cheering for a long time, "Long Live Dad," he and Zheng Weijun quickly packed up their things. A few minutes later, Zheng Weijun carried the little boy on his shoulders, making the little boy smile with joy and beg for mercy. The father and son walked home happily.

However, this warm scene was seen by another pair of eyes. With a cold aura, these eyes quietly followed Zheng Weijun from a distance of a hundred meters, and waited until he returned home before disappearing again.

The night sky becomes increasingly dark and unfathomable.

There were many people coming and going from the Donghong City Public Security Bureau, which seemed very busy. And an instruction was conveyed from the office to the cadres at the department level and above - tonight, we must concentrate on action, and the content is very clear, that is, to crack down on pornography and illegal activities.

The transmission of this order shocked many people. The dance hall owners who got the news through their own internal information immediately held an internal meeting of their own employees. The meeting had only one content, that is, a careful investigation must be carried out.

, In addition, the waitress’s skirt should be longer.

There was even a boss who directly asked the waitress to put the trousers she had not worn for a long time back on her waist.

Standing at the window of the office, Duan Wendong was smoking quietly. His expression was a little solemn. Although in the eyes of many people, he was still chatting and laughing today, free and easy, and only he knew what he was enduring now.

What kind of pressure is it?

If he doesn't handle it well, it will affect more than just himself.

Being able to find a new path in a suppressed position, rise to the top, and become one of the deputy directors of the Nanjiang Public Security Department, Duan Wendong feels that he has reached a glorious point in his life. Even if he is kicked out because of this matter, he doesn't care.

But he didn't care, but he couldn't care less about that person. It was that person's support that allowed him to rise to the top and achieve what he has today.

But if this matter fails, it is very likely that his benefactor will be cheated. For Duan Wendong, no matter how wronged he is, he is not willing to cheat that person.

The opportunity is rare! If we let this go, we still don’t know when those people will show their tails. What’s more, after that person leaves Nanjiang, even if there is a chance, we still don’t know if he can act on his own.

To be honest, it seems that it is difficult for others to sleep again if they can only succeed but not fail, but this time Duan Wendong is at odds with himself. Now he really cannot afford to fail, and he himself cannot afford to fail.

If it fails, how should I go to see Minister Wang? He knows very well that although Minister Wang is not in charge of his area, the coordinated relationships cannot be covered up. If nothing is found in the end, then

It's just the evidence that some people use to make their case.

"Director, it's time for the meeting." The deputy director of the office gently opened the door and walked in, speaking softly to Duan Wendong.

Duan Wendong nodded towards the deputy director of the office without saying a word, and the winking deputy director quickly left his office. As the director of public security, he was the discipline in the Donghong City Bureau, letting others wait, and even more

It's his power. What's more, he is also the deputy director of the provincial department.

After he waited for the deputy director of the office to close the door, he turned and glanced at the wall clock hanging on the east wall of the office. The time on the wall clock was now six o'clock.

Duan Wendong took out his mobile phone and after dialing several numbers, it was still not transmitted. He typed out a text message with a somewhat clumsy finger. The content contained only four words: It has begun.

When Wang Zijun received this text message, he was clearing the things on the table. Tao and his party were treating him tonight. Although he didn't have to arrive early, he couldn't go too late. Although he had been working with Tao and his party for a long time,

It’s really rare for two people to interact alone, let alone eat alone.

It was a lot for the two of them to have dinner together, but it was all necessary entertainment. If Tao and his party hadn't decided to leave this time, I'm afraid they wouldn't have had such an opportunity.

The ringtone of the text message woke him up from his thoughts about the banquet. He picked up the phone, glanced at the name flashing on it, and then opened the text message.

The content of the text message was only four words. After Wang Zijun took a look at it twice, he deleted the text message. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)