Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Sheng Jiacheng was certainly not convinced by He Jianzhang's comeback. In his view, He Jianzhang's appointment as the government's second-in-command was neither the result of meritocracy nor his own excellence. Not using him would be the result of a waste of talent.

There is only one fundamental reason why He Jianzhang can be as prosperous as he is now, and that is that the way Wang Zijun selects and employs people is so surprising and unconventional. There are no restrictions at all, but he wants to

Use whoever you want, it’s so arbitrary that it can be summed up in one sentence. It’s clearly referring to a deer being a horse, and it’s clearly counting on an old hen to carry people across the river! What kind of vision and level!

Sheng Jiacheng cursed in his heart. Here, He Jianzhang had already refilled the water for him, and said as if he had met a close friend: "Old Sheng, I found that in the end, you are the person who understands me best. Governor Wang is now doing everything big and small.

They have to discuss it with me. If I keep asking for help from you, wouldn’t I be said to be ignorant?"

While speaking, He Jianzhang paused and said, "By the way, how is your company?"

"What company?" Sheng Jiacheng was stunned for a moment, then became a little sullen and asked angrily.

"Well, I remembered it wrong! Hahaha, eldest nephew, you have to take good care of it. That Shen Wanjun is a lesson learned from the past. This guy can be coaxed, concealed, deceived and fooled.

Just mess around, just buy it if you can

Bribery, use every possible means. How can such an approach not cause trouble? After all, the fire cannot be contained in the paper, and if nothing happens, it is simply unforgivable!" He Jianzhang smiled and made a "you" look at Sheng Jiacheng.

The look of understanding.

Sheng Jiacheng wanted to speak impassionedly in front of He Jianzhang, but some things were tacitly understood in the eyes of many people, and that was an open secret. If he yelled, he would definitely be the one to suffer in the end. Not yet.

How to make a fortune without saying anything. Therefore, even though he knew that He Jianzhang's remarks made him extremely tortured, he could only swallow them silently. This kind of stuck-in-the-throat feeling made Sheng Jiacheng very uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a moment, Sheng Jiacheng finally controlled his emotions and said with a smile: "Governor He, thank you for your love and care for your nephew. Don't worry, I will take good care of my children and nothing will happen to them.

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"Hahaha, can I still feel uneasy about what you, Lao Sheng, are doing?" He Jianzhang seemed to have thought of something else as he spoke: "But Lao Sheng, I do have a problem with you. You just said you were a nephew. Why?"

You still call me Governor He? This is a bit strange!"

Sheng Jiacheng was so choked that he couldn't say a word. Looking at He Jianzhang's serious expression, he could only smile and change his title again.

After being messed up and talked about by He Jianzhang for about an hour, Sheng Jiacheng felt that his head was swollen and his blood pressure was rising. Although he wanted to have a verbal argument with He Jianzhang, at this moment, he could only smile like an old friend.

To right.

Such a conversation made Sheng Jiacheng extremely angry with He Jianzhang. This guy clearly didn't care about which pot he was talking about, and he only poked at his own weak spots. He mentioned his son's matter five or six times, as if his son was really him.

Sheng Jiacheng was thinking about the junior who cared about him, but every word he said was like a knife, piercing his heart. Sheng Jiacheng's mood at this time could only be expressed in four words: There are no words to describe it.

After finally finishing the conversation, Sheng Jiacheng's face was covered with dark clouds, and there was no sunshine at all. He walked out of the gate of the provincial government with a complicated mood, took a deep breath, and secretly regretted not reading the almanac when he went out this time. He had planned to

Following Wang Zijunxu, he tried to calm down his warning, but he didn't expect to meet He Jianzhang, an annoying guy, on the way. He said something with guns and sticks, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You son of a bitch, what do you want to do? Let's ride on the donkey and read the songbook and see!"

Cursing bitterly in his heart, Sheng Jiacheng felt a lot calmer. After getting in the car, he quickly opened a small book he carried with him. At this time, there were many names written in the book. He pondered for a moment, and then

On a name that had already been roughly scratched out, I scratched it out again.

This stroke was very forceful, and the pen was a bit thick, so that the entire name was swallowed up by the black ink. Putting down the notebook again, Sheng Jiacheng breathed a huge sigh of relief. Just when he was about to put the notebook down, the secretary handed over the phone

He handed it over and said: "Director Sheng, this is a call from Secretary Li Hengyu."

Sheng Jiacheng answered the phone with a bright smile on his face and said, "Is it Hengyu? Where are you?"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but I heard Sheng Jiacheng smile and say: "The work of your Municipal People's Congress will naturally be fully supported by the province. You can arrange everyone, and I will be there in a moment."

"grandmother."

With this voice full of joy, the little baby jumped towards Zhao Xuehua's arms like a cheerful bird.

Zhao Xuehua was naturally full of love for her grandson. Even though she was nearly sixty, she still picked up the chubby little baby, kissed his chubby little face, and asked where the little baby went to school.

matter.

Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei stood aside, looking at each other with smiles on their faces.

"Let's go home quickly. I've already asked people to cook. Let's have a good reunion dinner." Zhao Xuehua looked at Mo Xiaobei and said affectionately.

Although the Mideast Provincial Office in Beijing also wanted to come to pick up the plane, Wang Zijun refused. He followed Zhao Xuehua into the car to pick him up. Sitting in the passenger seat, he asked: "Mom, my dad is now

What are you busy with?"

"What else can I be busy with? Just follow Secretary Lin. Director Chen's health is getting worse and worse these days. He has already submitted his resignation application to the superiors. Your dad has less and less time to go home for meals now!" Zhao Xuehua sighed.

After a while, there was a hint of pride in his words.

Wang Zijun smiled. Director Chen's departure had long been expected by Wang Zijun. Her mother had been used to being a housewife all her life. For this kind of thing, she only looked at the surface and did not think about the deeper issues.

thing.

Although it is no longer the home in Jiang Province, Wang Zijun still feels very relaxed at his parents' home. Lying lazily on the sofa, watching the little baby happily playing with the toys that Zhao Xuehua just bought in the living room, his ears are full.

On the conversation between Zhao Xuehua and Mo Xiaobei, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

It was said to be a conversation, but it was a repeat of the same old story. Zhao Xuehua asked, and Mo Xiaobei answered. After more than ten years of marriage, Mo Xiaobei has slowly melted the family. Regarding Zhao Xuehua's nagging, Mo Xiaobei was able to answer in a clear-cut manner.

talk.

"Oh Mom, we've been on the plane all the way, and we're almost starving. What delicious food have you prepared? Hurry up and serve it to us." At this moment, Wang Zijun no longer has the demeanor of a provincial governor. He looks like a provincial governor.

Complaining to his mother like a child.

Zhao Xuehua patted her head and said, "Hey, look at me, I'm so happy that I forgot that you haven't eaten yet. Just wait, we can start eating in less than half an hour!"

Mo Xiaobei glanced at Wang Zijun. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes. Wang Zijun understood what Mo Xiaobei meant and smiled softly.

Just as the two of them were flirting with each other, the doorbell rang. Half a minute later, Sister Chen, who was in charge of home work, quickly came over and said to Zhao Xuehua: "Aunt Zhao, a few people said they were from Wangjiagou.

Find the chief."

Wangjiagou? Zhao Xuehua was stunned for a moment, but Wang Zijun understood what Wangjiagou was. It was the hometown of their Wang family, and the old man grew up there. Although the Wang family no longer had any close relatives there, their hometown

elements, but they can't be cut off no matter what.

"Mom, our hometown is Wangjiagou." Wang Zijun looked at his mother's confused look and said with a smile.

"Then, do you want to see her or not?" Zhao Xuehua couldn't make up her mind on this matter. After all, Wang Guangrong's request to her at home was to take care of herself and not worry about things that she shouldn't care about.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "There is someone coming from my hometown, how can I not see him?"

Although Wang Zijun's family has not been back to Wangjiagou for many years, the Wang family still has some things left there that are hard to let go of. If they are missing, let alone in the village. I'm afraid the entire county will say that the Wang family looks down on the people in their hometown.

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"Mom, you don't have to worry about it. I'll take care of you." Knowing that his mother didn't like contact with strangers, Wang Zijun took the initiative to take over this assignment.

When I walked out of the living room, I saw several people standing in the yard. Although these people were standing together, Wang Zijun could still tell their differences at a glance. Among them, the three standing on the left were elderly.

Although they come from the countryside, they wear more regular clothes, but they can't hide the simplicity in their bodies.

The other two people standing next to these three people were dressed like local cadres. However, regardless of their identities, there was a hint of embarrassment in their expressions.

After Wang Zijun came out, several older people didn't know what to say for a while. But the two people who looked like local cadres took the initiative to speak. The younger one claimed to be the county secretary.

Ren Zhengsheng, another one who is a little thin is the county magistrate, his name is Ludinghu.

The two people looked at Wang Zijun, who was younger than themselves, and their expressions returned to some naturalness. However, there was still a trace of awe in nature.

"My brother Guangrong...is he at home?" The oldest one among them asked Wang Zijun with a strong local accent. This sentence suddenly brought Wang Zijun and these people closer. Wang

It's an honor to be in a high position. I'm afraid I haven't heard such a title for many years!

After introducing himself, Wang Zijun found out that this old man was a cousin from his hometown. Although he had already played in the fifth server, in terms of seniority, he was of the same generation as Wang Guangrong, named Wang Shengling.

Prince Jun really didn't do much research on the seniority of his family. But in his previous life, when he was feeling disappointed, he had carefully studied the Wang family's genealogy and knew the seniority arrangement of his family.

When Ludinghu heard Wang Shengling's words, he frowned instinctively. Before arriving, they had rehearsed what they were going to do and what they were going to say in advance. Why did they call him by his first name when he came up?

But at this time, in front of the Wang family, he did not dare to say anything else, he just looked at Wang Shengling seriously.

"Uncle Shengling, my dad has something to do today and may not be able to come home." Wang Zijun smiled at the frightened elder and said softly.

Wang Guangrong was not at home, so Wang Shengling didn't know what to do for a while. According to the rules of the countryside, if you can't find anyone, you have to leave. But this time I came with the county leader, but the leader said that if the matter can't be done, we can't

Go.

"Uncle Shengling, Uncle Shengkui, and Brother Zijiang, this is not the place to talk. Let's go sit in the house." Wang Zijun saw that several people from his hometown were a little embarrassed, so he quickly smiled and went home to let the guests go.

Ren Zhengsheng and Lu Dinghu did not dare to underestimate Wang Guangrong's son. After all, his position was high. Although Wang Guangrong was not at home, being able to visit his home was something worth boasting about.

So two people took the lead, and a group of five people came to the house.

Wang Shengling and other three people were allowed to take the seats, but they all had their heads lowered and looked dull. Although Ren Zhengsheng felt that these three people were too incompetent, he still told Wang Zijun that he came to visit and was a fellow villager.

Wang Zijun was no stranger to Ren Zhengsheng's words, so he responded to them with ease. Although he looked much younger than Ren Zhengsheng, the aura he had developed over the years made Ren Zhengsheng instinctively respectful in front of him.

"You...are you the second eldest son of the Guangrong family? I heard that your brother has become the governor?" Wang Shengling is the oldest among the people on this trip. After watching Secretary Ren finish the cliché, he can no longer find the topic.

Okay, I quickly plucked up the courage to ask.

He was a little excited about this visit to Wang Guangrong's home, but more of it was uneasy. Ever since Mr. Wang returned to his hometown more than 20 years ago, his contact with Wangjiagou has gradually faded. Now.

Only the older generation of people in Wangjiagou know that there is Mr. Wang's group outside.

It's just that they have been on the fifth server, and although they are considered relatives, they are indifferent to each other. In addition, Mr. Wang has retired for many years, so few people in the village mention him.

Even Wang Shengling never thought that one day he would visit the capital. With his ability, how could he have the opportunity to come to the place where the Chairman works? Therefore, these days, he always feels like he is dreaming

Just average! The night before yesterday, he was still chatting under the big locust tree at the entrance of the alley with a group of old men who were waiting to die, and now he was actually in Guangrong's home. What a step forward!

Before arriving, Secretary Ren Zhengsheng had already introduced him to the situation of the Wang family. For example, what is Wang Guangrong's position and what Wang Guangrong's son Wang Zijun is doing now...

These introductions made Wang Shengling feel incredible. However, while feeling emotional, he also felt that his face was quite radiant. Speaking of which, he was related to such a big leader.

The reason why he thinks Wang Zijun is the second oldest is because he knows Wang Zijun's position. In his opinion, people who can become provincial governors have a majestic look on their faces. This smiling person treats him with the same respect as the juniors in the village.

The young people should be other children in Wang Guangrong's family, right? (To be continued...)

ps: Calling for monthly support! Thank you to all the secretaries who have extended a helping hand!