Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Governor Wang, I don't have any instructions. I just want to inform you. I just received a call from the leader. He attaches great importance to our work of caring for migrant workers and asked us to summarize the good practices and vigorously promote them. Zijun Province

Commander, this is a great opportunity to promote Midong and increase Midong’s popularity, you must implement this matter well!”

"Secretary Cen, please rest assured that I will try my best to implement your instructions and handle this matter properly." Wang Zijun said in a deep voice without hesitation.

The two exchanged views on the phone on how to further implement the issue of caring for migrant workers in the city, and then put down the phone in a tacit understanding. Wang Zijun's phone number was almost full. After pondering for a moment, he said to Zhao Qiuju, who was sitting opposite:

"Director Zhao, where were we talking about just now?"

"Governor Wang, when it comes to promoting school construction and strengthening the teaching team..." Zhao Qiuju has reminded Wang Zijun three times, but at this time she still said honestly.

"Well, this time the education department..." Wang Zijun had just said a few words when the phone rang again. He glanced at the caller ID and shook his head at Zhao Qiuju in embarrassment.

Zhao Qiuju also showed a wry smile. This was already the fourth time, and she didn't know how many times the conversation would be interrupted for twenty or thirty minutes.

Starting from caring for the children of migrant workers entering school, a campaign to care for migrant workers has been in full swing across large and medium-sized cities. Provinces and cities quickly took action, not only coming up with specific policies, but also putting them into action. Superiors even more

Determining this as a normalized task requires responsible departments at all levels to make unremitting efforts.

As the advocate and initiator of this operation, Midong has inevitably become the target of media pursuit. And Wang Zijun, the acting governor, has become a person that many media want to interview.

Although Wang Zijun has always kept a low profile in these interviews, he still met with a heavyweight representative of the national television station as arranged, and was interviewed on behalf of Midong Province on how to normalize the work of caring for migrant workers.

However, Wang Zijun did not see his interview on Midong News. When this interview was broadcast, he was already in a villa in Nanjiang.

On the sofa, Little Sweet Dou was like a little cat. She was crawling around in Wang Zijun's arms, and she was very happy. She kept asking Wang Zijun this and that. These innocent questions seemed very ridiculous to others.

, but for every question raised by Little Sweet Bean, Wang Zijun answered it meticulously.

As his position became higher and higher, Wang Zijun's degree of freedom also became lower and lower. This time he came on Sunday under the guise of taking care of some household chores in Nanjiang.

"Not to mention, you are really photogenic." Yi Feng held a plate of washed grapes and glanced at the TV with a smile. Although there was a hint of teasing in her words, it made her laugh.

People can see it in their eyes, but there is indescribable pride in their expressions.

Wang Zijun played with Xiao Tiandou's pigtails and said with a smile: "Of course, we have always been so photogenic, okay?"

When he came to Yifeng, Wang Zijun felt particularly relaxed, and when he spoke, he seemed a bit frivolous.

"That's right, I think dad is a handsome guy. I will marry my dad when I grow up!" Little Sweet Dou has a natural affinity for Wang Zijun. She hugged Wang Zijun with her two little arms, as if she was afraid that her father would run away.

"Xiao Tiandou, don't just pester your father, let him take a rest." As Yi Feng spoke, he smiled and said: "Governor Wang, I don't have time to accompany you this morning. There is a negotiation.

You’re still waiting for me today.”

As Xiao Tiandou continued to grow, Yifeng, driven by Qin Hongjin, also began to get involved in the management of the group, and she has become more and more capable as a professional woman.

Wang Zijun smiled and said, "Go and do your business. Today, Little Sweet Dou and I will go to the children's playground to play." While speaking, Wang Zijun pinched Little Sweet Dou's nose and said, "Do you agree?

Daddy’s little sweet pea?”

"Okay, let's go take the boat. Last time, my stinky mother only let me sit once and then refused to let me get off. This time I want my dad to take me on the boat ten times."

Seeing the little girl baring her teeth and claws, Wang Zijun was very relieved, but at the same time he felt sorry for the mother and daughter. If he were an ordinary person, how could he only come to see them once every month?

Prince Jun, who was extremely guilty, did not reveal his thoughts. Instead, when Yi Feng and Xiao Tiandou were bickering, he said softly to Yi Feng: "Yifeng, let Xiao Tiandou go to the first grade now, right?"

A little too early?"

Yi Feng waved her hand and said, "You should talk to Xiao Tiandou's teacher about this matter. The teacher said that this child is naturally smart. Wouldn't it be a delay to go to school one year later?"

As Yi Feng spoke, he glanced at Little Sweet Dou lovingly. This child was indeed extremely smart.

After eating the loving breakfast made by Yi Feng, Wang Zijun began to clear the table, but Yi Feng quickly dressed up. In just a moment, the young woman in home clothes turned into a white-collar beauty.

Looking at Yi Feng who had brought her beauty to the extreme, Wang Zijun could not help but feel warm. He stopped in front of Yi Feng and said with a smile: "Why are you dressed so beautifully today, Mr. Yi?"

"Not dressing up is disrespectful to others. Today I have to meet a big star, so I dress too casually, which damages the image of the group!" Yi Feng said hurriedly while packing her bag.

Wang Zijun asked subconsciously, why are you still meeting celebrities?

"Hey, I'm meeting the international superstar Liao Anru today. What do you think? Do you want to follow me to meet the big star?" Yi Feng's eyes were full of spring water, but there was a hint of teasing in her expression.

Wang Zijun's heart skipped a beat. Ever since he and Liao Anru broke through that boundary, the relationship between the two of them has naturally become a matter of course. Although both of them are very busy, their hearts are constantly growing while they are busy.

Although Yi Feng didn't know how far the relationship between him and Liao Anru had progressed, he and Liao Anru had known each other before, but they couldn't hide it from Yi Feng. When Yi Feng made the mistake, Wang Zijun felt a little embarrassed.

However, Wang Zijun finally covered up the matter. After all, years of ups and downs in officialdom had made Secretary Wang's heart as solid as a rock.

Wearing casual clothes and sunglasses, Wang Zijun looks like a happy man playing with his daughter. In addition, he messes up his meticulous hairstyle at work, making it difficult for others to recognize him.

"Mr. Yi, please get your car together and take us to the children's playground, and be ready to pick us up at 11:30 in the morning!" Wang Zijun pulled Xiao Tiandou into Yi Feng's red Beetle. He smiled.

said.

Yi Feng didn't speak, but her heart was full of sweetness. If Qin Hongjin hadn't specifically asked Liao Anru to be the company's image spokesperson when she went out, she would have really wanted to play with her father and daughter.

The car was driving in a quiet community like a swimming red fish. However, when the fish was halfway through its swim, a large row of cars suddenly appeared in front of it, blocking the road ahead.

Wang Zijun looked at the traffic jam ahead and said to Yi Feng with a smile: "Mr. Yi, why is there still a traffic jam in your community?"

Yi Feng had stopped the car at this time. When she heard Wang Zijun pretending to call her Mr. Yi, she pinched him hard and pretended to be angry: "If you call me that again, I will pinch you!"

Wang Zijun held Little Sweet Dou in his arms and laughed and said: "Little Sweet Dou, mommy is so angry. Do you think daddy is afraid?"

"Dad is a great hero, how can he be afraid of a stinky mother!" Little Sweet Pea giggled while fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

Although the family is enjoying themselves in the car, the traffic jam outside makes people feel uncomfortable. Especially Yi Feng. She originally wanted to finish the work early, but now that there is such a traffic jam, it is impossible for him to finish the work.

"Why is there a traffic jam in our community?" Yi Feng asked softly when he saw a security guard coming towards him.

The security guard said a little irritably: "It's the guy in Building 4. Someone occupied his parking space yesterday, so he parked his car directly at the gate. No matter how much I try to persuade him, it won't work."

Wang Zijun looked at the helpless security guard and secretly thought that he could only find another way. He suggested to Yi Feng, "How about we go out and take a taxi?"

Yi Feng had no choice but to sigh: "The people in Building 4 are really lacking in quality."

There is nothing Wang Zijun can do about things like this. What's more, he can't delay his vacation because of such a small dispute. He comforted softly: "Forget it, they are not here for us. I can bear it.

Then just endure it.”

Yi Feng got out of the car and when the family was walking out, they saw a man in his forties holding a brick in his hand and smashing it against an Audi blocking the exit, saying "

He cursed and said: "Male Gobi, if you block my car, I will smash your car!"

His act of smashing the car immediately drew the thin man out of the traffic jam, and a fight was about to begin. However, many people nearby applauded the man who smashed the car.

"Who is this? He's really fierce!" Wang Zijun looked at the man and felt that he looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who this man was.

Yi Feng frowned, thought for a moment and said, "I don't know him, but he probably doesn't appear often in the community, otherwise I should know him."

"You two, calm down first. We are all neighbors. As the saying goes, distant relatives are worse than close neighbors. If you have something to say, why bother to fight." Just when the two were about to fight, a fat man came out and said,

He grabbed the thin man and whispered a few words to the man. The thin man was taken aback and quickly moved the car away.

The man who smashed the car said to the fat man: "Mr. Niu, if it wasn't for your sake this time, I would have made him bankrupt within a month."

The man said a few more words, then drove away in a Hummer. Because the car in front got out of the way, other cars followed him and left one after another.

"Brother, who is that person? So powerful!" Just when Wang Zijun and others were about to return to the car, they heard someone asking the security guard.

The security guard, who had been caught in the middle and suffered a lot, was very righteous at this time. He took the cigarette and said with a smile: "I heard that it is Mr. Shen of Midong Shenfang Group. Villa No. 9 is his and grandma's. Some people just bully the weak and are afraid of the strong and want to deal with them!"

"No wonder it's so powerful!" The man seemed to have heard of the Shenfang Group. As he spoke, he walked towards the side path.

Although Wang Zijun is not too familiar with the community here, he also knows that Building No. 9 is the best villa here. In terms of price, it is ten or twenty million more expensive than Yifeng's villa.

Being able to afford this villa and not living here often, Mr. Shen is really not an ordinary rich man.

In the early morning of September 1st, the breeze was blowing, and the weather was not as hot as before. Wang Zijun ate the millet porridge cooked by Mo Xiaobei, smiled and said to the little baby: "When you get to school, you have to listen to the teacher, but you can't Do you know how to quarrel and fight with children?"

The little baby who was eating a big meal nodded. Mo Xiaobei, who was packing his schoolbag at the side, was unwilling: "Look at what you said, it seems like my son loves to cause trouble."

Wang Zijun looked at Mo Xiaobei, who was becoming more and more doting on his son, and had no choice but to smile and stop educating his son. Now he has moved from the family home to villa No. 4, which has long been taken care of by the Agency Affairs Management Bureau. , Mo Xiaobei and Xiaobao just flew over from Beijing yesterday.

"Okay, I know my son is a good boy." Wang Zijun smiled and continued: "Xiaobei, Secretary Cen has already said that you can choose any unit in the province, as long as you don't go to the provincial government office to give As a secretary, I can do anything."

"It doesn't matter where I go. I'm cooking at home and serving my son. I'm at peace." Mo Xiaobei raised his head, stuffed a small and exquisite water cup into the side of his small school bag, and said, "Cen Wegang is really good at it. I’m sending you a blank favor, as if I don’t need his permission to go where I want to go.”

Wang Zijun could only smile at Mo Xiaobei's words. He didn't speak again and just ate quietly.

"When I came, grandpa asked me to tell you that you have done very well in the past six months, which was beyond his expectation. He asked you to maintain your current state. As long as you are not arrogant or impetuous, the road ahead will be smooth. .”

Wang Zijun nodded, he knew that Mr. Mo's words were all good words, and this was what he had in mind for the next work.

The breakfast for the family of three ended on time within seven or eight minutes. Wang Zijun pinched his son's cheek, picked up his son and walked out of the villa with a smile. At the gate of the villa, Zhao Xiaobai and his driver Xiao Li were already waiting for him.

"Good morning, Governor Wang." Zhao Xiaobai quickly took the briefcase from Wang Zijun and greeted Wang Zijun softly.

Wang Zijun nodded, and he stepped into the car. Just as he was about to talk to Zhao Xiaobai, he saw Cen Weggang's Audi with the No. 1 license plate slowly driving over from the front.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Zijun slowly opened the window. Cen Weggang, who was sitting in the car, seemed to have sensed it and gently rolled down the window.

The two people waved to each other, and the two cars staggered slightly. Looking at Cen Weggang's face with a smile, Wang Zijun's smile became brighter. (To be continued...)

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