Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Wang Zijun did not say anything, but held the wine glass and waited for Meng Tianhu to continue. Meng Tianhu looked at the unmoving Wang Zijun and said to himself that his Qi-nurturing skills were really not as good as those of young people.

Seeing that Wang Zijun did not answer his words, he could only sigh and said: "We were all together in the past. Geng Zibiao always makes big mistakes but keeps making small mistakes. Governor Wang should criticize his work.

Don’t give him face when you need to beat him. This guy is a person who cares about eating and not fighting!”

"Remember to eat but not to fight" is usually used to describe foodies, but now Meng Tianhu applies this sentence to Geng Zibiao, but the meaning is evocative.

Wang Zijun's face slowly became gloomy. As Wang Zijun's face changed, Meng Tianhu's expression also became a little serious. The joyful atmosphere in the whole room was suddenly replaced by rigor.

Meng Tianhu felt a little more uneasy in his heart at this time. Although he felt that this kind of thing was not very difficult, Wang Zijun's sullen face made him feel confident that he had it in his hands.

Not enough.

***, could it be that Wang Zijun is planning to refuse his proposal?

Just when Meng Tianhu was muttering, Wang Zijun said: "How should I put it, Geng Zibiao has the ability to work, but after all, his flaws cannot be concealed."

"Two days ago, we caused a big trouble and made the provincial party committee and government very passive!"

Wang Zijun's words made Meng Tianhu's eyes slowly narrow. He felt that Wang Zijun said such a big thing because he wanted to resolutely capture Geng Zibiao.

Just when he was thinking about how to persuade Wang Zijun, he heard Wang Zijun change the topic and said: "Our purpose is to treat diseases and save people. But Minister Meng said that he lacks hard work. Then I will beat him hard from now on."

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Meng Tianhu looked at Wang Zijun's calm face and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. At the same time, he also complained that he couldn't keep calm. After a few words, he was led away by someone, even though he was a little concerned about it.

.But this is really a bit of a loss of one’s identity.

"Thank you, Governor Wang. From now on, you can hit Geng Zibiao however you want. I said, this guy cares about eating and not beating. When you want to hit him, don't give him face." Meng Tianhu.

He picked up the wine glass again and thanked Wang Zijun.

After Wang Zijun and Meng Tianhu had another drink, they discussed the issue again. What happened just now had obviously improved the relationship between the two. So the two of them no longer cared about the weather in Beijing.

Instead, he turned his words to matters in Jingli.

Meng Tianhu is worthy of being the leader of the money management department, and he is very knowledgeable about many financial news. During the conversation, he gave Wang Zijun a lot of inspiration.

"Governor Wang. Secretary Cen of your province seems to be going further. I hope he can go further. As the saying goes, a rising tide lifts all boats. You should take advantage of the trend. Brother, you should make plans in advance!" When the bottom of a bottle of wine has been reached,

, Meng Tianhu suddenly said in a low voice.

Wang Zijun looked at Meng Tianhu's expression and nodded gently.

He knew what Meng Tianhu meant. If Cen Wu just went further, he would have two choices. Either go to a more important province or city to take up a new position or enter the capital to find a suitable position. Or, stay in Mi.

East.

In Meng Tianhu's view, Cen Wu was more likely to take the previous path, so he told Wang Zijun to tell him to plan for him as soon as possible. Such words seemed very affectionate, but in fact they were not

It doesn't mean much.

After all, Wang Zijun knows a lot about Cen Wegang.

But he still expressed his gratitude to Meng Tianhu and said: "Thank you, Minister Meng. In the future, I will ask Minister Meng to support our work in Midong."

"Midong is a good place, a good place to start a business!" Meng Tianhu picked up the wine glass and touched another with Wang Zijun, laughing loudly.

Drinking means drinking comfortably, and Meng Tianhu is not a stalker when it comes to drinking. After finishing a bottle of wine, the two of them ordered a bowl of sour soup noodles, then stood up and left.

As the landowner, Meng Tianhu naturally had to send Wang Zijun away first. Looking at Wang Zijun's car leaving, he sighed softly.

"Tianhu, how are you?" A somewhat anxious Geng Zibiao walked over quickly from the side, looking at Meng Tianhu eagerly, feeling confused.

For his old friend, Meng Tianhu was even more disappointed at this time. He thought to himself, "You can't show your own level. You're fifty years old, and you're still so restless?"

However, the two had a good relationship before, so Meng Tianhu was not willing to lose the face of his old friend at this time. He pondered for a moment and said: "Well, he has promised to give you a chance to change your ways."

Geng Zibiao's thoughts that had been hanging in the air suddenly fell to the ground. He grabbed Meng Tianhu's hand and said: "Lao Meng, I knew your brother was going to take action. His surname is Wang, so he has to give this face, hahaha!"

These days, Geng Zibiao is extremely depressed. Although the matter does not involve him yet, it is a problem when it comes to his son. If Wang Zijun uses this problem as a breakthrough and forces him to take him down, he thinks he can

The possibility of staying is very small.

As the Minister of Finance, Geng Zibiao can be respected wherever he goes. But if Governor Wang takes away his position now, he feels that his good days may be coming to an end.

In desperation, he found his old friend Meng Tianhu, hoping to help him smooth over this matter. Now that Wang Zijun agreed to give him a chance, this was a chance for him to survive.

Bar.

"Whose surname is Wang but not Wang? Lao Geng, let me tell you, you must show more respect in the future. You must respect the leaders even more. Do you understand?" When Meng Tianhu said this, he slapped her hard.

He patted Geng Zibiao on the shoulder and said, "You, you have to be more diplomatic about some things."

"I...I know!" As Geng Zibiao spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Meng Tianhu and said: "Come on, let's go have a drink. I can't drink anymore these days!"

Meng Tianhu shook his head secretly at this time, but thinking about the reason why Geng Zibiao behaved like this was related to him coming out of the predicament all of a sudden, if he had been in such a predicament, I would probably not be any better than him.

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After pondering for a moment, he smiled and said: "Let's go and have a good chat. I feel a little uncomfortable without bragging with you some days."

People are in high spirits during happy events. While he was drinking happily, Geng Zibiao whispered to Meng Tianhu: "Lao Meng, you are well-informed. What do you think is the possibility of Secretary Cen leaving Midong one step further?"

Meng Tianhu flicked the cigarette ashes and did not answer immediately. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and said lightly: "I don't know much else. After all, this kind of thing is considered by the superiors, but Secretary Cen went a step further.

big."

At this point, he said as if he was afraid that Geng Zibiao would make a mistake: "Don't do this nonsense. You, Governor Wang, are also people with a bright future!"

A burst of passion filled the room with a warm atmosphere. Wang Zijun was lying on the bed, holding Lin Yinger in his arms like a cat. The two just looked at each other, neither of them speaking.

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"You're such a bad guy!" Although Lin Ying'er and Wang Zijun didn't have many opportunities to be together, they were very familiar with each other's body language, so they cooperated very well. Wang Zijun liked to kiss Lin Ying'er affectionately.

After all, Lin Ying'er had too few opportunities to meet Wang Zijun. Therefore, after being tense for so many days, when she occasionally saw Wang Zijun, every part of her body was extremely sensitive. With just the slightest touch, she seemed to be electrocuted.

. If Wang Zijun teases her deliberately, she will burst out with passion like a volcano.

Seeing the woman's delicate look, Wang Zijun's heart grew even more. He kissed Lin Ying'er hard twice on the face, and then said with a smile: "You said I'm bad, why am I so bad?

, little girl, if you talk nonsense again, be careful I really do something bad to you."

"Okay, okay, you'd better stop messing around. Let me tell you! You'd better have a good rest. I don't want you to be examined by Mo Xiaobei after you go back!" At this point, Lin Ying'er's eyes were filled with circles.

All red.

Seeing that Wang Zijun was silent, Lin Ying'er couldn't bear it. Her current situation was a choice she made willingly, and no one forced her. Thinking of this, Lin Ying'er drew a picture on Wang Zijun's chest with her delicate hands.

Xiao Huanquan said with a mischievous smile: "Do you know, your Anru is amazing now!"

"My Anjou, please don't slander me."

Lin Ying'er smiled proudly: "Am I slandering you? It seems that you, a politician, have developed a thick skin. You clearly know what is going on, how can you act innocent? Governor Wang,

Let me ask you a question. Tomorrow I am going to invite the big star Ms. Liao Anru to my house for dinner, and let Xiao Liuyaer meet her idol. Do you agree?"

Xiao Liuya’er’s idol?

Seeing Wang Zijun's puzzled look, Lin Ying'er laughed loudly and said: "I was watching TV two days ago, and little Guaiguai saw Liao Anru's glorious appearance on the stage, and she said ambitiously that when she grows up, she will do it too

Be a star."

The prince smiled unconsciously, "You can invite me if you want. What does that have to do with me?"

"I seem to be participating in a charity event that cares for women. You know, among the celebrities nowadays, Liao Anru has the best reputation. Who can we use if we don't use her?" Lin Ying'er said this and nodded fiercely, Wang Zijun said.

: "If I hadn't known you, I would have thought Liao Anru was a stone girl!"

Hearing that Lin Ying'er upset the jealousy jar again, Wang Zijun was a little bit dumbfounded. He hugged Lin Ying'er's exposed shoulders hard and said: "Okay, let's get some rest quickly!"

"I can't sleep, why don't you keep talking to me? You are mine now, don't think about other women!"

Wang Zijun looked at Lin Ying'er, who was a little unreasonable, and thought to himself that you seemed to have brought it up first. But he had been somewhat affectionate towards Lin Ying'er from the beginning, and kissed her hard without saying anything.

"Zijun, have you decided to let Geng Zibiao go?" Lin Ying'er seemed to feel that she was going a little too far. She leaned into Wang Zijun's arms and changed the subject.

ps: Calling for monthly support! Today's proofreading is not serious enough, because the child's cold makes the cat feel worried. I hope that tomorrow will be good, so that the old cat can write with peace of mind!