Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Seeing Mo Xiaobei's slightly annoyed look, Wang Zijun smiled and said, "Madam, you should understand that you can't open your mouth casually. We just won't express our stance in the future!"

"A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..." After singing this line, the bouncing little baby looked at his parents holding two little hands and suddenly started to giggle.

Wang Zijun was confused by his son's actions, but then he thought that he was holding the boy's left hand, and to his right was the bad boy's mother. It looked like the little boy had done something extraordinary.

Honey, how can Wang Zijun be willing to criticize!

But Mo Xiaobei, who was standing next to him, chuckled and said: "There is a little frog in the middle, boop, boop, boop..."

Unexpectedly, the little baby who was defeated by his mother immediately became a little wilted, pouting his little mouth and becoming unhappy. Fortunately, the little guy's attention was quickly attracted, and Wang Zijun took a few steps to catch up.

He gave birth to his son. He saw the little baby running towards a place where there was a trap on the side of the road.

This kind of roadside stall doesn't have anything good, but it is very eye-catching. You can buy ten yuan or twenty coins at will, and you can take it away. It attracts many people to try their luck, and it is very lively.

The little baby took twenty circles and started to set them, but his arm strength was also weak. It only took three minutes to throw away all the twenty circles, but nothing was caught.

The little baby was very unconvinced and angrily pulled Wang Zijun and asked him to help him tie up an electric car. Wang Zijun looked at his son and was reluctant to refuse his request, so he bought another twenty

He circled around and harried towards the car with all his concentration.

But the final result still didn't work. Wang Zijun, who knew that this thing was not easy to use, patted his son's little face and told the little baby something about "things are valuable and happiness is priceless", coaxing his son to smile. That's right.

When I was about to take my son away, a car roared past in the distance, scaring people who were walking around to dodge in a hurry.

"Mom, why don't you kill these grandsons!" The stall owner cursed loudly towards the speeding car.

Wang Zijun glanced at the boss, and just as he was about to ask him what was going on, he heard someone say: "Boss, do people often drive like this?"

This voice sounded familiar. At first, Wang Zijun thought he had heard it wrong, but when he raised his head, he saw a man wearing a white vest and holding a cattail fan in his hand, standing opposite him.

Not far away.

When Wang Zijun looked at the man, the man also saw Wang Zijun. After being stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on the man's face.

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, then greeted him with a smile: "Boss Cen, why don't you come out and take a look too!"

Cen Weggang smiled and said: "It's rare that I have free time today, so I came out for a walk. Where is the child?" While speaking, he waved to the little baby who was hiding aside and said: "Baby, I haven't remembered you for several days.

Let’s go play at my house!”

The little baby glanced at Cen Weggang twice and said sweetly: "Hello, Uncle Cen."

The boss who was talking to Cen Weggang just now was a little surprised when he heard the little baby's greeting to Cen Weggang, but then he smiled and said: "This little guy is so smart. Who doesn't want people to say that he is young these days?

"

Wang Zijun felt a little embarrassed after hearing what the boss said. Cen Wengang could only smile silently, thinking to himself that calling him "little baby" is actually quite normal.

"Boss, what's going on with these cars? They were out hauling dirt at what time, and they were going so fast. What if they hit someone?" Cen Weng changed the subject and brought the topic back.

Of course, the boss would not have thought that the person standing in front of him was Cen Weggang. Although he often watched the news and was no stranger to Cen Weggang's face. However, in his impression, Secretary Cen had always been in suits and ties, and had been treated by many

There were so many people around. How could he possibly connect with the person in shorts and vest in front of him?

Fortunately, the business was relatively slow at the moment, so I casually chatted with Cen Weggang: "It's okay if I bump into someone now. They don't dare to run away. If it's night, they'll run away without even a license plate. Where can you find it?"

If he goes? Aren't you considering yourself unlucky?"

"Don't the traffic police care?"

"Hey, if you catch me, you'll have to pay a fine. What else can you do? Besides, these trucks hauling dirt all have a backend." As the boss spoke, he rubbed his hands and said, "These days, it's all about the people who rely on them.

How can one of our own people check our own people if we live on water? Do you understand what I mean?"

Cen Weggang's face hardened. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard someone say: "Cen... boss, we have found you. You need to come out and make a call. Now we are all over the street looking for you!"

As soon as Cen Wu looked back, he saw Secretary-General Fang Yinghu chasing him with sweat all over his face. Behind him, there were several strong young people who looked like they knew some kung fu.

When Fang Yinghu heard from the community duty room that Secretary Cen had gone out, she was startled. She immediately called several security guards and rushed over to look for Cen Weggang, fearing that something had gone wrong.

This whole journey made him anxious. Although he tried his best to comfort himself that nothing big would happen, his heart was still restless. When he saw Cen Wegang standing here unharmed and chatting with the hawker, his heart skipped a beat.

My heart was finally at ease.

Cen Wugang could understand Fang Yinghu's mood. He smiled at Fang Yinghu and said, "I'm just out for a walk. You guys are busy with your business, so don't worry about me."

Fang Yinghu said in her heart that I can't care less. If something happens to you, wouldn't it cost my life? Just as he was about to say something, Fang Yinghu saw three members of Wang Zijun's family standing aside.

"Wang...ah, you are here too!" Although Fang Yinghu is older than Wang Zijun, it is definitely not suitable for him to directly call Wang Zijun at this time. After all, in terms of position, Wang Zijun is his superior.

Wang Zijun smiled and said, "Boss Cen and I happened to bump into each other."

Seeing Wang Zijun's family of three enjoying themselves happily, Fang Yinghu also felt that they must have bumped into each other. Otherwise, the two of them would not have met on the street.

Just when Fang Yinghu followed Cen Weggang step by step, Cen Weggang suddenly said: "It's so hot on the street, there's no good place. Zijun, Yinghu, it's early for us to go home, why not find a place to have a drink and chat."

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Fang Yinghu disagreed 100% with Cen Weggang's proposal. Where is the place for two people to stay on this street? How could he afford it if there was a small accident? But looking at Cen Weggang, there is no doubt that

With the look on his face, Fang Yinghu understood that he was just a temporary addition, and Secretary Cen probably mainly wanted to talk to Governor Wang.

Regarding the private communication between the two leaders, Fang Yinghu was most willing to let them go to Shengshi Hotel, where the environment was good, the security measures were good, and everything could be controlled in his hands. Therefore, he immediately said directly: "How about we

I went to the hotel and heard that the hotel’s chef, Lao Chen, has recently discovered two more dishes. Let’s go and try them together.”

"Lao Chen's food is just like that. Now that we're out, let's drink some beer and eat some snacks." Cen Wu just waved his hand, looked at Wang Zijun and said, "Zijun, why don't you relax?"

Wang Zijun didn't care where he went. He understood what Fang Yinghu meant, but Cen Weggang denied it at this time, so he followed suit and said, "Then I'll go and have a meal."

"Then let's go." Cen Weggang looked around, pointed to a standardized food stall not far away and said, "When I was young, I liked to eat in this kind of environment, eating large pieces of meat.

Drink from a big bowl, but unfortunately nowadays, there are not many opportunities to eat so easily!"

Wang Zijun looked at the environment there and said to Mo Xiaobei behind him: "Xiaobei, why don't you take Xiaobao home first?"

Mo Xiaobei was quite reluctant to have this rare family warmth disrupted, but he also knew that Wang Zijun couldn't help himself in this situation, so he smiled and said: "Okay, I'll leave first!"

"Zijun, since we are here to play, why are you so reserved? Take the little baby with his mother and eat something casually!" Cen Weggang waved his hand at Mo Xiaobei and said with a smile.

The little baby cheered and followed all the way, and was in a great mood. When he walked to the food stall, Cen Weggang didn't care about the greasy food on the table. After sitting down, he ordered two dishes and then said to the little baby: "Xiaobao

You can order whatever you like, uncle is treating you today!"

The little baby glanced at Wang Zijun, pouted and said, "Thank you, uncle, I've already had dinner, and my mother doesn't allow me to eat at night."

"Hahaha, come out with uncle today, and I will give you a warning." As soon as Cen Wu spoke, he smiled and said to the chubby waiter: "If there is anything the children like to eat, let me have two dishes."

Cold beer can relieve the sultry heat of summer. After Wang Zijun drank a glass of beer, he felt that all the pores in his body were opened. As soon as Cen Wu put down the wine glass, Fang Yinghu said: "Yinghu,

When you go back, say hello to the Chengmi Municipal Committee and ask them to take care of the garbage truck."

Fang Yinghu nodded, agreeing to the matter. After a few people chatted for a few minutes, Cen Weggang put down his glass and said: "Zijun, to be honest, there are some things that have happened in the past few days since you came to Midong."

It helped me a lot and made me worry less!"

Wang Zijun smiled. He was not sure how sincere Cen Weggang's words were, but he still catered to Cen Weggang and said: "There are still many shortcomings in my work. I would like to ask Secretary Cen to do more in the future."

Guidance.”

"Haha, Governor Zijun, you are so humble!" Cen Weng just said this and pondered for a moment before saying: "I went to Beijing for a meeting two days ago and met Lao Zhong from Xixiang. Although Lao Zhong spoke vaguely

, but he seems to be very concerned about the Shenqi Group base project!"

Wang Zijun's mind was spinning rapidly. From what Cen Weggang said, he already understood that Cen Weggang already knew about the Shenqi Group's production base, and who reported this to him? Yes.

Tonglu City or Shenqi Group?

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