Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Zijun, this spicy black bean fish is your favorite. Your second aunt knew you were coming over and went to the vegetable market early in the morning. Eat it quickly!" Wang Jiefang pointed to the fish in the middle of the dining table with his chopsticks and smiled.

Said to Wang Zijun.

Faced with Wang Jiefang's warm treatment, Wang Zijun felt a little disappointed in his heart. He knew that according to his current status, in the eyes of his second uncle, his nephew was more like a distinguished guest.

"Zijun, although your grandfather is gone, I believe that he will definitely smile when he knows your achievements today." Wang Jiefang took a sip of wine, with tears in his eyes: "Now in our Jiang Province,

Many people think you have a bright future!"

Wang Zijun said nothing, lowered his head and took a bite of food, then said: "Grandpa's greatest hope is that our whole family will be safe."

"Yes, peace is a blessing. Come, let's have a drink as a family." Wang Jiefang raised his wine glass and suggested to the people at the dinner table.

Cheng Yi held the wine glass with a charming blush on her face. At this time, she felt a little excited. The whole family, such words are so heartwarming.

Although her uncle was mostly talking at the dinner table, most of her attention was focused on the almost forty-year-old Wang Zijun. She was a little surprised that this man had such a status but was so young. Facing this man

, making Cheng Yi feel at a loss.

Fortunately, this man spoke politely. When his uncle introduced him, he nodded and smiled and called him his cousin. This title was like sugar water, which softened Cheng Yi's heart.

She really wanted to have a few words with this man who was also her cousin, but unfortunately, she used to be a sharp-tongued person, but she felt like a clumsy speaker. She didn't dare to say anything she wanted to say, for fear that others would look down on her.

she.

Fortunately, this man didn't mind his stammering, and as long as he spoke, he tried to look like he was listening attentively. If ordinary people treated him like this, Cheng Yi would definitely think that this man was interested in him.

.But the man in front of her didn't dare to let her make any mistakes.

In her opinion, the man in front of her should be the bright moon in the sky, not a star like her.

Of course, Wang Zijun didn't know what his cousin was thinking. Most of his energy was spent on his second uncle and second aunt. This table of dishes must have put a lot of effort into the second aunt. Wang Zijun was grateful to his second uncle for his hard work.

to receive him.

After drinking and eating, Wang Jiefang smiled at Wang Zijun and said: "Zijun, I got some good tea here. You are a master of tea. Come with me and have a taste."

Wang Zijun knew that Wang Jiefang's invitation to drink tea was a lie, and that what he told himself was true. And he happened to have something to talk to Wang Jiefang, so he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll just drink and take it."

Wang Jiefang's study room, Wang Zijun has been to many times in the past. When he walked in this time, there was no big difference between the furnishings inside and before. It was just that there was an extra word in the middle hall. This word appeared in Wang Jiefang's eyes.

It's not the handwriting of a famous artist, but the content of the words makes people think about it. It clearly says: Tiger perched on a dragon's plate.

These four words appear vigorous and powerful. Although not everyone can tell that they have quite a bit of skill.

"Zijun, this was given to me by Lao Zhao from the Propaganda Department. He knew that I was a calligraphy enthusiast, so he wrote these words and gave them to me two days ago. I thought they were well written, so I hung them in the study.

." Wang Jiefang saw Wang Zijun looking at those words solemnly, with a little pride on his face.

Wang Zijun nodded and said nothing. Wang Jiefang took out the tea set and prepared to make tea. Wang Zijun hurried over and said, "Second uncle, let me do it."

Seeing Wang Zijun's persistence, Wang Jiefang gave him the tea set. While Wang Zijun was making tea like a flowing stream, Wang Jiefang said without any words: "I heard from Zihua that you went to visit your primary school teacher.

?No big deal, right?"

"Cancer." Wang Zijun put the tea cup down and said with a heavy voice.

"Hey." Wang Jiefang sighed, and then said: "We can't help with medical treatment, but we still have to help with the little help we can. Which hospital is your teacher in? If you

It's not suitable to say hello, I'll ask someone to do it."

Wang Zijun glanced at Wang Jiefang and said, "Thank you, uncle, I already said hello to the hospital when I came here!"

"Well, that's good. When I have free time, I'll go over and have a look." As Wang Jiefang spoke, he took the water glass handed over by Wang Zijun.

The two chatted about trivial family matters, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more harmonious. After Wang Jiefang felt that the time was almost up, he put down his teacup and said, "Zijun, have you heard about Secretary Cheng's appointment?"

Wang Zijun knew that the Secretary Cheng that Wang Jiefang was talking about was the current deputy secretary of Jiang Province. He knew that this deputy secretary would be transferred to a more important position, so he smiled and said: "I know this."

"The two main leaders of the provincial party committee talked to me two days ago, hoping that I can take up the burden left by Secretary Cheng." Wang Jiefang's expression became more relaxed and natural.

Wang Zijun's heart was spinning very fast at this time. Before he came, he was still thinking about how to talk to Wang Jiefang. At this time, listening to the meaning of Wang Jiefang's words, he wanted to go further. For Wang Jiefang, he had this

Wang Zijun was not surprised by this idea. After all, in the officialdom, there were very few people who did not want to go further.

Wang Jiefang almost occupies the right time and place in Jiang Province, so he is naturally unwilling to give up this opportunity. But this is not what he was talking about when he came here this time.

When Wang Jiefang said that the main leaders talked to him, Wang Zijun knew that this should be an excuse. If the main leaders of Jiang Province really supported Wang Jiefang so much, then the rumors about his second uncle's style being too tough and domineering would not be the same.

It won't spread so widely.

Although Wang Zijun only heard some legends about Wang Jiefang's evaluation, these are high-level statements after all. These statements are not necessarily facts, but their credibility is relatively high.

Wang Zijun is not opposed to the tough style of officials, because from another perspective, tough style is not only a derogatory term, it also represents execution ability. For officials, if they cannot do what they say and what they do,

What's the use of just shouting slogans? However, this "toughness" needs to be grasped at an appropriate level and not so aggressive. If it can be stopped in moderation, it is more appropriate. However, which situation the second uncle belongs to, he really

cannot be evaluated.

Wang Zijun's silence suddenly made Wang Jiefang's heart twitch. Although Wang Zijun's attitude could not determine the direction in which the situation would develop, Wang Jiefang was equally uneasy. He was able to reach his current position. For

Naturally, his judgment on matters is not bad. If Wang Zijun supported himself, why would he remain silent?

But, how could his nephew not support him?

Just when he was getting more and more uneasy, he heard Wang Zijun say: "Second uncle, you have been working for your whole life. I feel that in some jobs, you should not let yourself be too tired. Young people should share the burden.

It’s better for young people to share some of the burden.”

Wang Zijun's words were extremely tactful, but in Wang Jiefang's ears, they were like a bolt from the blue. For a moment, Wang Jiefang felt his heart shaking violently. This kind of advice was too meaningful, and there was no time to say too much.

Thinking about it, he felt as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice. He couldn't believe that these words were spoken by his own nephew.

"Is this what your father meant?" Wang Jiefang's lips twitched and he asked in a deep voice.

Wang Zijun did not nod or shake his head, he just looked at Wang Jiefang. After Wang Jiefang stopped looking at him, he said: "Second uncle, when it comes to work, enthusiasm is not enough. The most important thing is

.It is self-awareness. Plant your own land and don’t think about other people’s gardens. How wonderful it is.”

Wang Zijun's words were reserved, but Wang Jiefang understood them. While he felt disappointed, he seemed to be a little angry. If other people had talked to him like this, he might have jumped up in arms, but with

The person he spoke to was Wang Zijun. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he had to endure it.

Wang Zijun watched Wang Jiefang's expression change. He could understand Wang Jiefang's mood at this time. Just imagine, when a person is confidently heading towards his ideal goal, you tell him without politeness that you are going in the wrong direction.

.Who can still smile calmly and calmly like a flower? Every advancement in the officialdom is related not only to his future political life, but even his entire future life. Faced with the huge gap between ideals and facts, some people

Thinking like this is completely normal.

After Wang Jiefang's mood eased slightly, Wang Zijun said: "Second uncle, what I just said are just some of my thoughts. If you want to hear it, you can use it as a reference. If you don't want to hear it, just think that we are just chatting.

.”

Small talk? How could Wang Jiefang regard the words of his nephew as casual chat?

He smiled bitterly and said: "Zijun, what you said makes sense, but I think it would be a bit too early for me to give way now? With my current ability, I can definitely work for a few more years."

"Second uncle, when I decided to come over to visit grandpa's grave two days ago, my dad called me and said that our Wang family must be clean, both at work and in life, and we must never let grandpa's reputation go.

.”

When Wang Zijun said this, he looked out the window again and said, "The moon waxes and wanes, are you right?"

"I..." Wang Jiefang tightened his lips and did not say a word.

Wang Zijun continued: "Today I went to see Teacher Ma and something happened. Teacher Ma's son got into gambling and actually used his mother's medical expenses to gamble..."

Wang Jiefang punched the table: "This kind of unfilial son really needs to be taught a lesson." After saying this, he said nothing more. At this time, his mind was thinking about another thing Wang Zijun mentioned.

In a sentence: The boss's surname is Cheng, and no one else dares to offend him.

Wang Jiefang, who thought a lot at that moment, hesitated for a moment, and said stubbornly: "I will definitely give instructions to handle this matter strictly, but I feel that I am still very energetic now, um..."

Wang Jiefang didn't say the words, but what he wanted to express was self-evident. Wang Zijun was not angry at Wang Jiefang's performance. He knew that it takes a lot of courage to let people let go, and it also requires a person.

process.

"Second uncle, as your nephew, my suggestions are my true thoughts. No matter what, I suggest you consider things from a perspective that is conducive to your work."

From an angle that was conducive to work, the corner of Wang Jiefang's mouth twitched. At this moment, he heard a gentle knock on the door from outside.

Wang Jiefang seemed very impatient at the knock on the door, but he still responded: "Come in."

Following this voice, Cheng Yi walked in with a pot of water and said: "Uncle, cousin, aunt is afraid that there is not enough water in your room, so I asked me to give you a pot."

Wang Jiefang didn't say a word, but Wang Zijun stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you Cheng Yi. When you are free one day, come find me in Midong, and I will ask your sister-in-law to take you around."

Cheng Yi was overjoyed when she heard Wang Zijun's invitation. She really wanted to say a few words to her cousin, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of her uncle's face, which made her want to stand in the study for a while.

Half an hour ago, my uncle was as if nothing had happened, but now his face turned black and blue, and he obviously couldn't see the red glow on his face when he came in just now? With this discovery, Cheng Yi wanted to sit but didn't dare to sit down, secretly guessing, could it be that two people

Did you say anything unhappy? Cheng Yi was secretly worried about Wang Zijun.

After a quick glance at Wang Zijun, Cheng Yi realized that the atmosphere in the room was not right, and quickly said to the two of them: "Auntie is stewing rock sugar and snow pears. I'll go over and help." After saying that, she closed the door and left.

Wang Zijun refilled the tea and sat quietly opposite Wang Jiefang.

Wang Jiefang looked at Wang Zijun and said after a while: "The suggestion you gave me just now, was it your father's intention or yours?"

"This is my own idea." Wang Zijun looked at Wang Jiefang's tense face and said softly: "Second uncle, you have been working for many years, and you still have a sense of the overall situation. When work requires it, we should not

What’s the hesitation?”

Wang Jiefang looked at Wang Zijun's solemn expression and felt that the pressure in his heart was even greater. He didn't speak for a long time, and it wasn't until the cigarette in his hand burned his fingers that he calmed down.

When the room was filled with smoke, Wang Zijun stood up and said: "Second uncle, please think about it carefully."

Seeing Wang Zijun getting up to leave, Wang Jiefang put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray. He waved his hand towards Wang Zijun and said: "Your suggestion is very good. I should start from the perspective that is beneficial to my work. Besides,

I am tired from all the hard work I have done over the years, and it’s time to take a good rest and enjoy life.”

Wang Zijun did not say a word, but slowly put out the cigarette in his hand.

Looking at Wang Zijun walking out of the door, Wang Jiefang sighed. He had to admit that he had an instinctive fear in his heart for Wang Zijun, his own nephew. No, it should be awe. Although this

It felt really absurd, even a little ridiculous, and he had to admit that he valued Zijun's opinion very much. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is mine.

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