Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

There was silence in the conference room.

Chu Yunfeng looked at the vacant seat in the conference room, his fingers trembling constantly. Zhen Honglei was the person he promoted. But now, something happened to the person he promoted personally. What does it mean? It means that he, Chu Yunfeng, a bole, has not

It was good, but it turned out to be myopia!

After all, Chu Yunfeng has been in a high-level position for many years and has foresight on many things. As long as there is a slight disturbance, he can smell it. Although he thinks he is magnanimous, Zhen Honglei's accident still makes him a little flustered and unable to maintain his composure.

He was calm and comfortable before.

If Zhen Honglei's accident is like a bullet, then who will be the target of this bullet? Feeling a little blocked, he subconsciously looked towards Li Chengyuan. He saw that Li Chengyuan's face looked like it could be twisted.

He looked like water, and there was a trace of panic that could not be concealed in his expression.

Looking over there, there was Wang Zijun. He looked calm, didn't talk to anyone, and sat there quietly, extremely calm.

Just when the atmosphere in the conference room felt more and more depressing, the door of the small office was gently pushed open. The middle-aged man nodded to Wang Zijun and left quickly, but Ye Chengmin remained the same.

Standing at the door of the small conference room.

"Governor Chu, there is something I need to inform you about." Ye Chengmin looked at Chu Yunfeng, said something, and walked into the conference room.

The door of the conference room was closed again. Everyone looked at the conference room with more and more curiosity, as if there was a dark room there, and soon a miracle would happen.

"Minister Wang, have a cigarette." Dou Mingtang hesitated for a moment and threw a cigarette at Wang Zijun. His small action also broke the calm of the entire conference room in an instant.

Giving cigarettes is a small gesture, but using this small gesture at this time represents a kind of confidence. If before Wang Zijun came, Lu Jingxiu and Dou Mingtang were extremely worried that the situation was over, then now, they

It's time to celebrate, and it's time to celebrate!

"Secretary Dou, let me have one too." Lu Jingxiu, who had been silent for too long, moved his big hand towards Dou Mingtang and said in a deep voice. He knew that it was a bit ostentatious for him to ask Dou Mingtang for a cigarette like this, but now,

All he needs is to show off himself!

Just a moment ago, he was like a beaten dog, but now, everything is different. Not only is he, Lu Jingxiu, not a drowned dog, but on the contrary, he will become a hero, chivalrous and courageous, and his contribution will be indispensable.

Just now, I had no choice but to curl up. Now the situation has changed suddenly and the dust has settled. If I don't rise up at this time, wouldn't the grievances I suffered just now be in vain?!

Dou Mingtang knew how Lu Jingxiu was feeling at this time, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with Lu Jingxiu's actions. He immediately took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and threw it to Lu Jingxiu.

Smoking a cigarette, Lu Jingxiu glanced at Wang Zijun who was sitting not far away. At this time, when he lamented his brother's long-term vision, he also felt a little regretful, that is, although Wang Zijun took this matter seriously.

It was settled, but the sad thing is that such a troublesome person has to leave Nanjiang. This has to be said to be a pity for him, Lu Jingxiu.

And just when he thought of this, the closed conference room door was pushed open!

Chu Yanhui was sitting in the private room of the teahouse, sipping tea leisurely. At this time, his heart was full of pride. The guy who made everyone in Nanjiang feared had failed this time!

Everything is now under his control. To deal with this man, he only used two moves. The first move was to make him get out; the second move was to make him get out in despair, and by the way, he was arranged to stay in Nanjiang.

The power of Wang Zijun has been uprooted. To deal with Wang Zijun's old past, we must cut the grass and root it out. If we can't root it out, the meaning of cutting the grass is very limited.

Does he know that he made these? With his intelligence, he must have guessed it. When the beautiful tea master elegantly refilled the water for him, he chuckled and asked: "Sister, let me ask you,

Who knows you best in the world?"

A faint blush flashed across the girl's face. She quickly glanced at Chu Yanhui and lowered her head shyly: "That...it's not you anyway."

Seeing the girl's handsome appearance that was eager to welcome him but still refused, Chu Yanhui was a little moved. But he knew in his heart that it was okay to spend a night with this innocent girl. It was of course impossible to be as devoted as this girl expected.

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After cutting off his thoughts, Chu Yanhui laughed loudly: "Haha, let me tell you, the person who understands you best in the world is your enemy."

Such an answer made the girl a little stunned, and she shook her head in denial: "The most caring person in the teahouse is me, but she is not my enemy."

The girl's question was childish. Chu Yanhui shook his head. After all, he was not a person he could talk to. He said casually: "You are still a child. You will understand when you grow up."

"I'm not a child anymore, I've become an adult a long time ago!" The girl had a good impression of Chu Yanhui because he was a regular customer and he was usually gentle.

Seeing the girl blooming like a flower in front of him, Chu Yanhui was in a good mood. The girl was becoming more and more feminine. He swallowed greedily and said with a smile: "Well, the apple is ripe!"

Smart girls are always good at observing people's emotions. Seeing that Chu Yanhui was happy, the girl said jokingly: "Mr. Chu, I think you are very happy today. Is there any happy event today?"

"Well, forget it. I have an old friend who is going to get out. Of course I feel happy!" If the person standing in front of him was an old-fashioned person or someone close to him, Chu Yanhui would never be so relaxed.

, but now, facing a pure and ignorant girl, he felt that he could temporarily take off his usual mask.

The girl obviously couldn't understand Chu Yanhui's words. Such things were too difficult to understand.

Seeing the girl's confusion, Chu Yanhui became more and more proud: "Old friend, get out of here, I coaxed you away!"

"You said, he knew clearly that I did it, but he couldn't do anything about it. Is he almost mad to death? Haha!"

The girl comforted timidly: "It's better to dissolve enemies than to end them. I think it's better for you to get back together!"

"Do you want to apologize to him?" The girl hesitated and asked with a smile.

"Apologise? Haha, no need to. I just want him to remember that if he obeys me, I can help him; otherwise, he has to get out!"

When the girl saw that Chu Yanhui's tea had become cold, she poured the tea away gently and added new tea.

Picking up the water cup and taking a sip of the scalding hot tea, Chu Yanhui looked even more lazy. He took out his cell phone, turned to the number he had placed in third place but had never dialed, and pondered.

In an instant, I composed a text message: "How about having tea together?"

After this text message was sent, Chu Yanhui still felt a little uneasy. Although he told the waiter that he was very confident, but facing this guy like Wang Zijun, for some reason, he suddenly felt that he was not confident enough.

"Didi"

The expected voice finally rang, and Chu Yanhui quickly put down his water glass and grabbed his cell phone.

"Okay." Although there was only one word, Chu Yanhui was very happy because this guy was quite sensible.

"I'm at the teahouse, when can you come over?" Chu Yanhui was in a happy mood and sent another message.

The reply from the other side was very quick: "The meeting will take place in a quarter of an hour."

"Waiting for you." After saying these two words, Chu Yanhui put down the phone and suddenly wanted to hum a song. How did that song come about? Wang Zijun, this guy who is unattainable in the eyes of many people, isn't he a good boy?

Did you bend down to yourself?

"What's the best tea here? Prepare it for me! Let's go!" Chu Yanhui put a wad of hundred-dollar bills on the tea tray, indicating that the girl could take it away.

Twenty minutes passed very quickly, and when the clock just reached ten-thirty, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Wang Zijun walked in from the outside with a smile on his face.

Chu Yanhui looked at the smiling Wang Zijun, pondered for a moment, and then stood up from his seat: "Minister Wang, I know the tea here is very good, so I invite you to try it. Please sit down."

Wang Zijun shook hands with Chu Yanhui, and then said with a smile: "The tea here is really good!"

"Yes, I am an old tea drinker here, and I still have a say." After Chu Yanhui sat down, he helped Wang Zijun pour a cup of tea.

Quiet music continued to flow in the room. Wang Zijun took a sip of tea with a calm look. The two of them were silent, and Chu Yanhui didn't know how to open the topic.

After a few minutes, Chu Yanhui finally lost his temper. He picked up the water glass and poured a glass of water for Wang Zijun. He said with a smile: "Minister Wang, I'm drinking tea instead of wine today. I hope we can laugh away our grudges."

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, but then the smile on his face became even brighter. He picked up the water glass and drank a drink with Chu Yanhui, and said with a smile: "I hope so."

After drinking a cup of tea, Chu Yanhui said with a smile: "Minister Wang, your crime this time was not a war. The reason why I have achieved today's results is the result of my many years of management. Let me tell you, Nanjiang is my home field.

If we change to another place, it might be completely different!”

Chu Yanhui's words were not modesty. He knew that if he and Wang Zijun were to play in another place, they would definitely not be Wang Zijun's opponent.

Wang Zijun smiled and said nothing, but looked at Chu Yanhui and continued.

"There are no permanent friends, and there are no permanent rivals. Minister Wang has traveled thousands of miles, and I only hope that Minister Wang can treat me as a friend, even the most ordinary friend. Many friends lead to many paths, and Minister Wang will be of use to me in the future.

Wherever you are, just open your mouth.”

When Chu Yanhui said this, he played with the cup in his hand and waited for Wang Zijun to express his position.

"Have you finished?" Wang Zijun did not disappoint Chu Yanhui. He smiled and asked quietly.

"Yeah." Chu Yanhui nodded.

"You're thinking too much!" Wang Zijun stood up after saying that. As Wang Zijun stood up, the closed door was instantly pushed open, and a dozen plainclothes policemen acted vigorously and quickly, quickly arresting Chu Yanhui.

surrounded.

Chu Yanhui looked at this sudden change and was a little at a loss. Wang Zijun looked at Chu Yanhui with a look of panic on his face, smiled and said, "I'll just pay for the tea!"

For Ruan Zhenyue, this transition from the local area back to the center of power is a small reincarnation.

Although his last temporary job was unsuccessful and even caused his score to drop in the eyes of some people, through his unremitting efforts in the past two years, he has regained what he lost.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, he has found his way back. It's so funny in officialdom. If you say you are good, you can be good, and if you are not good, you can be good. If you are told that you are not good, you can't, and if you are good, you can't.

"Hello, Director Ruan." A female subordinate passing by said hello to Ruan Zhenyue with a smile.

Looking at this woman with a delicate figure who looked like a ripe peach, Ruan Zhenyue smiled reservedly and said nothing, feeling greedy and uncomfortable in his heart.

This is his unspeakable secret. Because of Cao Zhen'er, Ruan Zhenyue is always hungry. If he can relax properly, his mood will definitely be much broader.

However, he did not dare to start with this. He always felt that the relationship between men and women was too special. Whether it was a romance or a lowly person, the relationship between men and women would go through a step-by-step process. In this process, some strange stories would be played out, including being a good boy.

, test, **, coquettishly, dodge, of course, meet someone with knowledge and content,

They will also discuss national affairs and life beliefs with him in a serious manner. If any thoughtful person records this interaction process, he will find that everything in this process is so sanctimonious, and in fact, it all points to a specific and clear goal:

Bed. Only at this step can the mystery of male-female interactions be revealed.

Ruan Zhenyue has thought more than once that if he wants to rise to the top, he must endure what ordinary people cannot endure. In this regard, he can be regarded as an excellent or role model. In the eyes of everyone in the unit, the young and personable Ruan Zhenyue is an approachable person.

A good leader, no matter young or old, male or female, everyone likes to talk to him.

When he returned to the office, the waiter had already cleaned his office, and a cup of Biluochun with a fragrant fragrance was placed on the table.

The service provided by his subordinates was very good. This made Ruan Zhenyue feel as if he had returned to the state he was in when he was the secretary of the municipal party committee!

Looking through the documents in his hand, Ruan Zhenyue's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and found that it was a text message with only two short words: It's done.

These two words made Ruan Zhenyue extremely happy. Looking at these two words, he felt like laughing.

"We are on the starting line again. No, it should be said that I have calmed down. You have to pay a price for yourself!" In the empty office, Ruan Zhenyue murmured to himself, if you walk in this world, if you

If you show your true skills inappropriately to others, no one will be convinced by you.

Ruan Zhenyue put down his mobile phone and subconsciously rubbed his face, trying to restore his serious look. But he couldn't pretend to be serious. Although Ruan Zhenyue wanted to make himself look extremely serious, the reality was that he It’s as if he’s deliberately being antagonistic, and the joy on his face cannot be changed no matter what. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)