Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"That's right, when I was fighting guerrillas in the mountains, no matter how cunning the opponent was, he still had to drink from my foot-washing water." The old man smiled proudly, as if the glorious years that had passed had returned again.

His surroundings are average.

"That's right, I heard my dad say before that you have never lost a battle." The middle-aged man surnamed Du complimented with a smile.

His compliment was not only unflattering, but he was also scolded: "Okay, your dad is an old fool, are you going to follow him? There is no general who is always victorious. Wasn't I also chased by others?

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"Of course, there were too few of us at that time."

Listening to the old man's last explanation, the middle-aged man surnamed Du really didn't know what to say. This man is old, and his temper sometimes returns to that of his childhood. He is even more competitive than when he was a child.

"That's right, it doesn't matter who you are." The middle-aged man surnamed Du hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow the old man's words. After all, it was better this way.

"Well, Xiao Duzi, can you explain it differently? This is the whole thing. If you can't come up with other topics, I will arrange for you to do other jobs, even as a county magistrate.

It's better than having me by my side, accompanying this old guy day by day." Although the old man continued to scold, the love and care in his words was permeated with his words.

The middle-aged man surnamed Du glanced at the old man gratefully and said with a smile: "Don't even think about driving me away, old man. I don't know how to do anything else. I will follow you until the end. It's not a fashionable thing to say now.

Is it called gnawing on the old? I will gnaw on you now!"

"You kid!" The old man pointed at the middle-aged man surnamed Du, smiled, and then directly changed the subject and said, "Little Duzi, we won another battle today. Come on, let's go home victorious."

"Okay." The middle-aged man surnamed Du agreed, but the speed of the car still did not increase a little bit. If his driving style was seen by people who love cars, it would be a waste.

It's such a good car, but it's a waste if he drives it so slowly!

Arriving at the entrance of the small courtyard, the middle-aged man surnamed Du helped the old man out of the car. The old man was in a good mood and sang the excerpts of the battle of wits leisurely. The whole person seemed very leisurely. The middle-aged man surnamed Du was also in a good mood. He was doing his job.

The main thing is to take care of the old man. If the old man is in a good mood, he will naturally be in a good mood.

But when he gently opened the door, he was stunned. The old man also saw what was going on inside the door. He had already finished singing half of the song and couldn't continue singing. But compared with Xiao Du, his reaction was

It was quite fast. I coughed lightly and strode towards the inside.

"Mr. Zhen, let me propose a toast to you." Wang Zijun held the wine glass and said to Zhen Dongzheng with a smile.

From the beginning to now, Zhen Dongzheng has drank a bottle of wine with Wang Zijun. Although he has a good drinking capacity, he is still a man in his sixties after all, and he is also a little numb at this time. But this also has an advantage, that is, the vigilance just now can be eliminated

After losing a lot, he and Governor Wang immediately started calling each other brothers.

"Governor Zijun, your brother is so bold, and I am your brother..." Before Mr. Zhen finished speaking, he saw his father standing there. Zhen had developed a fear of his father since he was a child.

In an instant, most of the drunkenness in his body was frightened away. He didn't care about his image. He quickly stood up from his position and said: "Dad, you are back!"

Mr. Zhen looked at his son holding the wine glass, and for a moment he felt like he couldn't say anything. He had just told Xiao Du that he had escaped and won a battle, but he didn't expect that he would drink it in his own home.

Had wine.

"Humph" snorted coldly towards his son, and Mr. Zhen looked at Wang Zijun. Wang Zijun gently smiled at Mr. Zhen and said: "Mr. Zhen, you are back. Mr. Zhen and I

The two hit it off immediately, and the one drank two more drinks."

Mr. Zhen looked at Wang Zijun who seemed to be a little drunk, and snorted: "Governor Wang, are you too irresponsible at work if you are not busy with so much work and are just drinking here?

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"No matter how busy you are at work, you should relax when you should. Do you want to combine work and rest?" While Wang Zijun was speaking, he put down his wine glass and said, "I am able to devote half a day to my free life, and I have to thank you, Mr. Zhen, for that? When I came here, I

I have been entrusted by the old leaders of Midong to come and visit you. Is this also work?"

"Glib tongue." Mr. Zhen looked at Wang Zijun's smile and knew that if he quarreled, he was really no match for this young man. He could only point at Wang Zijun and scolded him with a smile.

Wang Zijun saw Mr. Zhen smiling, smiled back, and stopped talking. Mr. Zhen looked at his son who hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand, and could only snort and said: "Ask them to put the tea on the table, Wang and I will

The governor said a few words."

Although Mr. Zhen was free and easy in front of Wang Zijun, he did not dare to reply at all to his own old man. He and Xiao Du tidied up the living room in just two minutes.

Wang Zijun sat under Mr. Zhen's desk, greeted Mr. Zhen with a smile, and took the trouble to ask about Mr. Zhen's health and diet. On this aspect alone, Wang Zijun talked for more than ten minutes.

Regarding Wang Zijun's concern, although Mr. Zhen didn't like Wang Zijun very much, he could only respond with a smile.

After reporting on some of Midong's work, Wang Zijun sincerely invited Mr. Zhen to take a walk around his hometown.

"You're just leaving like that?" Seeing Wang Zijun's figure floating away, Mr. Zhen asked her father in disbelief.

Seeing his son's confused look, Mr. Zhen's face became even more ugly. He snorted and said, "Do you think I should stop drinking?"

Mr. Zhen immediately did not dare to say anything. After all, his father's prestige was too much, and he did not want to be lectured in front of his father again. Just when he lowered his head and said nothing, Mr. Zhen sighed again and said: "Just

With your ability, you still want to go down and take charge of the government. Hey, before you go down, there will be no bones left to eat!"

"Dad, you said he's been waiting for you all day and just said so many boring things. What's his purpose?" Although he didn't dare to refute what Dad said, Mr. Zhen's ability to change the subject was pretty good.

His question made Mr. Zhen ponder for a moment. Just when Mr. Zhen thought that his father did not want to say anything, he heard Mr. Zhen sigh: "Okay, you don't need to get involved in this kind of thing anymore. What are you doing?"

Go ahead!"

Wang Zijun looked at the items on his desk, and his expression became a little solemn. After reading through them carefully, he called Zhang Qibao and asked him to come over as soon as possible.

Zhang Qibao came over very quickly. Three minutes after Wang Zijun put down the phone, he came to Wang Zijun's office. Looking at Wang Zijun's solemn expression, Zhang Qibao felt a little chill in his heart.

Although he has been following Wang Zijun for longer and longer, and his relationship with Governor Wang is getting better and better, when facing Wang Zijun, Zhang Qibao feels more and more afraid in his heart.

"Governor, please look for me." Putting away his small thoughts, Zhang Qibao respectfully came to Wang Zijun and said.

Wang Zijun glanced at Zhang Qibao and said with a smile: "Secretary-general Qibao, please sit down first."

Zhang Qibao did not sit down immediately, but after helping Wang Zijun fill up the water glass, he slowly sat down opposite Wang Zijun.

"Secretary-General, take a look at this." Wang Zijun was not polite to Zhang Qibao and directly handed him the materials in his hand.

Zhang Qibao took the document and glanced at it. It was a request from Lingling City for the construction of Fali Palace. Zhang Qibao had generally read the documents sent to Wang Zijun. When he looked at this document, he felt that this document was not good.

pass.

After all, the amount of investment is too huge, and in Zhang Qibao's view, the governor is not very supportive of this kind of construction.

However, Cen Wengang has already given instructions on this document, requesting support for this kind of tourism industry. In this case, there are many variables.

"What do you think?" Wang Zijun took a sip of water from his teacup and asked Zhang Qibao calmly.

Zhang Qibao hesitated for a moment, cleared his throat and said: "Governor, I think Linglong City's idea is good, but investing so much in the construction of Fali Palace is a bit reckless. After all, it's up to the tourists whether the man-made attractions will be sold or not.

, further demonstration should be carried out.”

Wang Zijun looked at Zhang Qibao's expression and felt a little more satisfied with his performance. Although Zhang Qibao said a lot, it was actually just a procrastination trick.

He has actually made up his mind on this matter. The reason why he has concerns is that he is worried about Cen Wegang's instructions. He and Cen Wegang have now reached a state of balance. Wang Zijun is very

I don't want to disturb this balance.

But there are some things that he can't do whether he is willing or not.

Wang Zijun quickly wrote a line of words on the piece of paper, and then handed the piece to Cheng Tu and said: "Forward the piece to the National Development and Reform Commission and Linglong City."

Zhang Qibao did not read the instructions on the document. He took the document in his hand and said in a low voice: "Governor, I just communicated with Mr. Zhen's office. Mr. Zhen's schedule has basically been decided. Next month's

On the 5th, General Zhen will set off from Beijing by train and plans to stay in the province for twenty days."

Twenty days is not a short period of time. Wang Zijun glanced at the calendar and found that it was already the end of the month, and it was only ten days before the 5th.

"Well, you should communicate with Secretary-General Fang of the Provincial Party Committee and come up with a plan for the reception of Mr. Zhen when he comes to Midong."

"I will contact Secretary-General Fang right away." Zhang Qibao promised, and then said in a low voice: "Governor Wang, I heard that Secretary Cen is planning to go to Lingling City tomorrow, and Jiayao County is an important point in Secretary Cen's itinerary.

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Jiayao County is Mr. Zhen's hometown. Cen Weng's intention of going to Jiayao County at this time can be imagined. Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Since the secretary pays attention, we will have less to worry about." Zhang Qibao did not say anything anymore.

, quickly left Wang Zijun's office.

As the office door slowly closed, Wang Zijun sighed softly. Just as he was deep in thought, the phone suddenly rang.

Wang Zijun took a look at the call and saw that it was Cen Wu who had just called. He pondered for a moment and then answered the call.

ps: I just want to ask, can I ask for a few monthly passes?