Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 189 Everything is possible (Calling for monthly tickets)

Mo Xiaobei and Qin Hongjin are two completely different girls, both in appearance and personality. There are big differences between them. Qin Hongjin is the kind of girl who is very calculating and ambitious.

Gentle, smart, and capable, especially in the business world, she is capable and strategizing, which always makes Wang Zijun admire her with admiration.

However, Mo Xiaobei is different. Mo Xiaobei definitely belongs to the innocent, beautiful and pure type of female soldier, silent, light and elegant. The city is not deep, she is simple, and she will be surprised by a little surprise.

Yelling and jumping for joy. However, what is puzzling is that Wang Zijun also has an instinctive affection for these two girls with completely different personalities.

This meal with Mo Xiaobei undoubtedly made Wang Zijun very happy. Mo Xiaobei was outspoken and never acted pretentious, which made Wang Zijun feel very comfortable and free. She was modest in manner, elegant and solemn, beautiful and transparent yet

Without losing the tradition, and if this girl’s smart mind becomes a soldier, it is simply a huge waste of resources!

A waiter in a calico and blue cotton-padded jacket knocked on the door and brought two cups of tea. Mo Xiaobei smiled mischievously and gave orders seriously: "Comrade Wang Zijun!" Wang Zijun was amused by Mo Xiaobei's serious expression and raised his hand.

He gave a standard military salute and said loudly: "Here we come!"

"Please accept your new mission!" "Yes!"

"Tea please!" "Yes!"

Seeing Wang Zijun's tacit cooperation, Mo Xiaobei smiled wildly and controlledly like a child.

"Prince, let's go climb the Great Wall?" Mo Xiaobei asked enthusiastically, his eyes flashing.

Climbing the Great Wall on such a cold day? Fortunately she could think of it!

Wang Zijun saw that Mo Xiaobei's face was shining with excitement, and he couldn't bear to spoil her mood, so he smiled noncommittally and did not express his position. Mo Xiaobei tilted his head and looked at Wang Zijun, with smiles in his eyes.

He asked persistently: "If you remain silent, I can regard it as your tacit agreement, right?"

Wang Zijun was moved by Mo Xiaobei's childishness. Once you have come, let it be. If you go, go.

Because of the weather, winter is the off-season for tourism. For scenic spots like the Great Wall that attract much attention from Chinese and foreign tourists, there are many benefits to climbing in winter. The road to the Great Wall will not be blocked, and there will not be too many tourists climbing the Great Wall.

At least it wasn’t as spectacular as during the Golden Week of Tourism. The two of them stored their Piansan motorcycles at the foot of the Great Wall, and then climbed the Great Wall one after the other.

It should be said that Mo Xiaobei's physical fitness is still very good. He laughed happily and left Wang Zijun far behind in a short time. Standing on a high place, he shouted at Wang Zijun: "Wang Zijun,

Come up quickly!"

Wang Zijun behind him tried his best, but could not shorten the distance with Mo Xiaobei. Looking at Mo Xiaobei who was as excited as a child, Wang Zijun, who was panting from exhaustion, raised his head and shouted: "Mo Xiaobei."

Bei, don't run so fast, wait for me!" "You should hurry up, come and chase me! Chase me!"

Wang Zijun glanced at the triumphant Mo Xiaobei and said discouraged: "Major Mo, in terms of long-distance running, I can't beat you. I give up. I'll just sit here and wait for you. You can go up by yourself!"

Mo Xiaobei didn't know it was a trick, but when he saw Wang Zijun stopped exhausted and actually sat on the steps, he immediately jumped back from the high place like a happy little monkey, pouting and saying:

"Okay, okay, let's climb together, okay?"

"Then you've been fooled!" When Wang Zijun saw Mo Xiaobei coming down step by step, he immediately stood up and ran very fast, leaving Mo Xiaobei behind very quickly.

"Prince, you are so cunning!" Something playful, gentle and joyful flashed across Mo Xiaobei's eyes. Her heart suddenly jumped hard, and she yelled angrily as she chased him all the way up.

Beijing is mostly sunny in winter, but occasionally windy. It happened that the wind was not strong that day, the sky was blue, and there were white clouds.

The two of them stood at a high place. Wang Zijun supported his head with his hands and glanced at Mo Xiaobei from the side. Mo Xiaobei's face was red, like a ripe apple still hanging on the branch.

Under the sun, it exuded an alluring luster. Due to the rapid movement, the slightly curled lips looked particularly bright and fiery. Perhaps the two of them got too hot from the race, so they pulled off their hats and held theirs in the brim of the hat.

The hair was no longer restrained and was pulled out all of a sudden, like a waterfall.

The noon sun shone warmly on me. Wang Zijun felt that the sky was high, the clouds were white, the wind was blue, and his body and mind were clear. He thought for no reason that Beijing in winter also had gentle winds, as if the cold no longer existed and there were never any sandstorms.

It’s like I’ve never been to Beijing.

"Have you had enough?" Mo Xiaobei asked Wang Zijun with a smile.

"Enough fun!"

"Okay, let's go back now. Mr. Mao taught us that we should have a good rest and work well. Anyway, you have had enough fun now, so do me a favor!" Mo Xiaobei said as he spoke.

As if there was no one around, he stretched out his hand and took hold of Wang Zijun.

When Mo Xiaobei's hand came into his own, Wang Zijun felt that a piece of delicate and smooth cold jade was close to his heart. Just when he was distracted, Mo Xiaobei giggled and pulled him away.

Far away.

Wang Zijun shook his head helplessly. Although he had the experience of being reborn in two lives, facing Mo Xiaobei who seemed to be acting out of common sense, Wang Zijun soon felt helpless.

After coming down from the Great Wall, the two people quickly got on the motorcycle. The roaring Piansan motorcycle drove away again, but this time it took a lot shorter time. In just a while, Mo Xiaobei was on a blue brick building.

Stopped outside the green-tiled courtyard.

"Since you have nothing to do, please help me solve a few problems." Mo Xiaobei opened a room, pointed to an old computer in the room, and said softly.

The room is neither big nor small, with a bed, a table, two chairs and a wardrobe. That's all the belongings in the room. After taking a look at this clean and simple room, Wang Zijun's eyes fell on the opening of the room.

Mo Xiaobei on an old computer.

"You just had dinner with me and took me to the Great Wall, not to bribe me, but because you wanted me to help you solve a problem, right?" Wang Zijun pulled up a chair and sat down, teasing Mo Xiaobei.

"Well, that's it." Mo Xiaobei didn't look back, his honest face was as calm as a child who didn't understand the world.

Mo Xiaobei's frankness left Wang Zijun speechless. Seeing Mo Xiaobei's concentration on entering the DOS program with flying hands, Wang Zijun couldn't help but said: "The DOS command is really troublesome. If there is a direct operation

The interface is just fine.”

Wang Zijun also felt this. Looking at this complicated operating system, Wang Zijun began to miss the operating system in his previous life. How could it be so troublesome to use.

Mo Xiaobei, who was concentrating on operating the computer, suddenly turned his head, his autumn-like eyes full of surprise: "You think so too? But that thing doesn't seem to be well designed." After saying that, without waiting for Wang Zijun to speak,

She spoke nonstop about some of her ideas.

Wang Zijun, who was still calm at first, was secretly shocked after hearing Mo Xiaobei's idea. To have such an idea in this era, Mo Xiaobei is definitely an incredible computer genius.

Intensive verbal exchanges always make people unable to feel the passage of time. On a whim, Wang Zijun unconsciously told some knowledge from his previous life, which made Mo Xiaobei's eyes flash continuously.

"Oh, why is it so dark?!" While Mo Xiaobei was pouring water for Wang Zijun, he suddenly looked outside and realized that it was already dark.

"It's getting late, I should go back." Wang Zijun didn't expect that he would actually talk to Mo Xiaobei all afternoon. Mo Xiaobei, who was so cheerful just now, returned to his previous cold demeanor, so cold.

Surprising.

"Are you going back there?" Wang Zijun saw some reluctance in Mo Xiaobei's eyes.

"Over there? What over there?" Wang Zijun felt that Mo Xiaobei's question was a bit confusing.

"Let's go, I'll see you off." Mo Xiaobei didn't explain, he did things neatly, and as he spoke, he started to close the open computer.

Wang Zijun nodded and said nothing. However, when he pushed the door open and walked out, the cold wind made him suddenly regret asking Mo Xiaobei to deliver it. The Piansan motorcycle was not easy to drive.

Generally cold.

"Take it." Mo Xiaobei, who had already walked to the side of the Piansan motorcycle, somehow had a green military coat in his hand.

"It's better that you wear it, I won't be cold." Damn Wang can't let the girl freeze no matter what, he still has this kind of compassion.

However, Wang Zijun's kindness did not earn Mo Xiaobei's thanks. Mo Xiaobei looked at him strangely and said rudely: "Hypocrisy!"

Wang Zijun took the coat in embarrassment. Sitting on the side of the car again, he looked at Mo Xiaobei who started the motorcycle and couldn't help but ask: "Why do you drive this?"

"I like it." Although the cold wind was still there, Mo Xiaobei's voice remained calm.

Do girls like to drive this? I feel dizzy. The cold wind made Mr. Wang really unbearable. It was a bit unbearable, so he quickly covered his body with the military green coat in his hand.

"Are you cold?" After Wang Zijun warmed up a little, Mo Xiaobei, who was still worried about driving, turned to ask.

"Do you feel that you are very warm and feel bad for not caring about the suffering working people?"

Mo Xiaobei's voice was a little stiff, but Wang Zijun could still clearly feel that the girl's teeth were chattering from the cold, and her small face was a little dry from the wind, but she still looked pretty.

Under the howling cold wind, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and firecrackers sounded from time to time. Although his hands and feet were numb from the cold, Wang Zijun quickly took off his cotton-padded clothes and covered himself with Mo Xiaobei.

"Um...I'm not cold either, ah..."

"Duplicitous guy!" Mo Xiaobei's clear laughter rang in the night sky.

Mo Xiaobei's car was driving very fast, and just when Wang Zijun felt that he was about to freeze, the villa where Mr. Mo lived appeared in front of him.

"Let's go." As soon as Mo Xiaobei stopped the motorcycle, he jumped off easily. However, Wang Zijun's feet were numb from the cold and it was a bit difficult to move.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Xiaobei looked at Wang Zijun's trembling legs. When he asked, he moved his hands and immediately lifted Wang Zijun off the bed of the car.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Wait a minute..." Just when Wang Zijun said angrily, don't rush me, my feet are numb from the cold, a breath of orchid breath rushed towards me.

"Squeak"

The door of the villa was suddenly opened, with dazzling lights like naughty children who had been locked up for a day, and they couldn't wait to squeeze out. Several old men talking and laughing loudly saw the two people hugging each other in front of them.

I couldn't help but be stunned.

Wang Zijun quickly came to his senses. He saw his old man, Mr. Mo, and two unknown old men looking at him with surprised expressions, and he let go of Mo Xiaobei in embarrassment.

How embarrassing! As the thought flashed in his mind, Wang Zijun wanted to push Mo Xiaobei away, but his old man's hands were already cramped from the cold. It would be better if he didn't push. In one push, he automatically fell on the ground.

It was above Mo Xiaobei's waist, but it didn't have any strength at all.

At this time, the movements of the two seemed more like they were hugging each other tightly.

Just when Wang Zijun felt a little blushing, luckily Mo Xiaobei had put him down as if nothing had happened. However, in the eyes of several old men, this ambiguous action seemed to have accidentally startled a pair of mandarin ducks.

"Hahaha, Lao Mo, it seems that in a few days, I will be drinking your family's wedding wine. I have been worried that this girl Xiaobei won't get married. Now it seems that the flowers will not blossom if I have the intention to do so.

Planting willows will provide shade!" As he spoke, an old man who was taller than Mr. Mo patted Mr. Mo on the shoulder and lowered his voice.

Another old man also followed suit, but the look between Mr. Mo and Mr. Wang was a bit wrong. What was going on? How did things become like this?

Compared with Mr. Mo's surprise, Mr. Wang's head turned relatively quickly. He asked someone to inquire about the old chief's situation, and found out that the old chief had a granddaughter and a grandniece. And the old chief's granddaughter

It's famous in Beijing

A talented girl, I don’t know how many famous families are thinking about her. Although Mr. Wang thinks that he has a close relationship with Mr. Mo, he also has this self-knowledge. Knowing that it may not be easy to find this grandson, he sets his sights on his grandniece.

.

However, now that I heard the words of the two old comrades, it seems that my grandson has hooked up with the old leader's grandson. Well, that's hooking up. When did this kid learn to cheat on Chen Cang!

The four old men looked at the two of them kindly. How could Wang Zijun withstand the probing and questioning eyes? His face turned red uncontrollably, and he didn't know how to explain it. He stood there steadily.

"Grandpa, I'll take Wang Zijun back to his room." Mo Xiaobei faced the ambiguous looks in the four old people's eyes, his face still showing no inhibitions and understanding. He pulled Wang Zijun and walked in as if no one else was there.

Wang Zijun was a little scared. He didn't expect Mo Xiaobei to have such a personality, but at this time, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb and let Mo Xiaobei lead him away.

When the two people walked through the gate, four elderly people who were quite influential in the country were immediately divided into two sides of the gate, and their eight eyes looked towards Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei.

Wang Zijun didn't know how he walked through the door of the villa and escaped the eyes of the four old men as if he was being inspected.

…

The weather on the eighth day of the first lunar month was still a bit dry and cold. Wang Zijun was sitting in the office of Lubei County, quietly flipping through the working documents of the Political and Legal Committee in recent years. Although the county government said that classes would start on the eighth day of the lunar month, in fact it did not

It wasn't any official business. In the morning, I went to the county committee's departments and bureau committees with Hou Tiandong and other members of the Standing Committee to pay New Year greetings. We held a group meeting, and the excitement over the New Year finally subsided.

After returning to the office and taking a nap, Wang Zijun had time to sit down and read the documents. Although he is now a member of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, Wang Zijun is not familiar with political and legal work.

After staying in the capital for a day, Wang Zijun and his grandfather returned to Jiang Province. During the trip to the capital, except for being a little worldly, a little snobbish, and a little hypocritical, it seemed that nothing happened. But when Wang Zijun got off the plane

Hou, the old man still patted Wang Zijun on the shoulder and praised Wang Zijun meaningfully, which made Wang Zijun feel that something seemed to have happened during this trip to the capital.

After Mo Xiaobei sent him to the yard, he left directly. When he left the next day, Wang Zijun never saw Mo Xiaobei again, who liked to drive a motorcycle.

"Dong dong dong", a gentle knock on the door suddenly came in.

Wang Zijun responded calmly and came in. A man in his thirties, not tall but with a shrewd air walked in. As soon as he walked in, he said with a smile on his face: "Wang ***

, have a good New Year."

Although Wang Zijun has not been dismissed from his position as deputy county magistrate, since he was appointed as the political and legal committee secretary, all the cadres in the county committee compound have automatically called him Wang ***. Officialdom

The titles in the compound are either high or low. Of course the people in the compound understand this.

Wang Zijun also knew the person who came in. He was Zhao Yangsong, the section chief of the Institutional Affairs Management Section, and he had dealt with Wang Zijun when he first came here.

"Chief Zhao, take a seat." Wang Zijun looked at Zhao Yangsong, who was standing neatly, and smiled softly: "I don't sell standing tickets here."

Zhao Yangsong couldn't help laughing when he heard what Wang Zijun said, but he still sat down opposite Wang Zijun very respectfully, with his chest raised and his head raised, as if he was ready to receive inquiries from the leader at any time.

"Wang ***, I came here to report something to you." Zhao Yangsong handed a cigarette to Wang Zijun with both hands and said softly.

Wang Zijun took the cigarette and smiled: "Chief Zhao, if you want to report on your work, I'm afraid you have to go to Director Cai. He handles all the matters handled by the county committee."

"Wang ***, it's like this. The housing supply has been very tight when you came. I finally made room for you a few days ago. This is the key to the room." Zhao Yangsong took out a key and placed it with both hands.

In front of Wang Zijun.