Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

While Xiao Li was talking, he complained bitterly: "Cen Wu just came here. That is a matter for the urban management and public security. Why are we, the Education Committee, joining in the fun here! It's really a dog meddling in other people's business!"

The section chief didn't like hearing what he said, so he lectured him: "You know Cen Weggang and Wang Zijun. Let me tell you, they are big shots here this time. Cen Weggang and Wang Zijun don't matter. They are nothing."

Both of you need to stay with me obediently."

"Who is that?" Xiao Li's curiosity was suddenly aroused. In his eyes, the biggest officials in the province were Cen Weggang and Wang Zijun. Now he heard from the leader that they could only follow him, and he was puzzled.

Awesome.

"Who? Mr. Zhen, let me tell you, this kind of thing must be kept secret. If something goes wrong, no one can protect you. Secretary Tu in the city has already given instructions. He will punish anyone who lets him off the hook at the critical moment.

Job!" The section chief said, his voice becoming more and more serious.

Xiao Li said angrily: "This Tu Fendou, he just wants to make trouble with us, huh, he won't do it if he doesn't do it. The little money he gives is enough to survive starvation."

"Okay, don't say so many useless words. It's not easy for you to become a civil servant. You can still work conscientiously!" The section chief still appreciates Xiao Li, a section member, and heard him say something out of the ordinary.

If so, he taught him a lesson in a deep voice.

Xiao Li also knew that he couldn't let go of this job. Now that he had a step, he walked down the slope and said: "I listen to your leader. Let's go and meet up now to ensure that the task is completed."

Just as Xiao Li was running toward his defense area in a hurry, there were countless staff members in Lingling City who were distributed at their work stations under unified command. As the person in charge of Lingling City, Tu Fendou and

Miao Yuehu personally drove to the highway intersection and waited.

One phone call after another kept passing on information. Standing outside the car, feeling the chilly wind, Tu Fendou smiled and sighed: "Damn it. The wind is a bit cold. In another half month, we will

But I need to change clothes."

"Yes, based on past experience. In half a month, all these leaves should have fallen off." Miao Yuehu tightened his suit tightly, then smiled and said to Tu Qianfeng: "Secretary Tu, then

Didn’t you say you won’t be allowed to pick him up? Now that the old leader is here, he’s not instructing us to pick him up.”

"You, you are competing on this kind of thing. Don't you know that you have to look at the leadership's instructions dialectically?" Tu Fendou knew who Miao Yuehu was talking about, so the smile on his face became even brighter.

Miao Yuehu chuckled. He pointed to the rows of buildings not far away and said, "Secretary and the old leader will be very happy if they see these changes. When the time comes, I believe that he will do a good job."

He compliments us all, but I don’t know if he will take the credit for himself."

"How could he be that kind of person?" Although Tu Fendeng was defending, his raised lips made it seem as if he was agreeing with Miao Yuehu's statement.

Miao Yuehu knew Tu Fendou very well. He chuckled and said, "Secretary Tu, I am going to be careful in my words and deeds today. He has been unhappy recently, and I don't want to get caught up in the heat."

Tu Fendeng did not speak immediately. He knew clearly where Miao Yuehu said that the person's unhappiness came from. Although he felt a little happy for this matter, it was more of a pity. In his opinion, that position should not be

It belongs to him, how could it be the turn of Chu Hongdao, a person who only knows how to live his life.

But there is a saying that a good job is worse than a good life. If Tu Fenfeng had the life experience of Chu Hongdao, how could he still be the municipal party secretary of Lingling City? He might have flown to a higher place long ago.

"Okay, these are just the two of us to talk about. You can't talk nonsense and be criticized in front of Secretary Cen of the province."

"I'm not stupid. Why are you telling Secretary Cen this?" Miao Yuehu chuckled and said softly: "But I don't think Secretary Cen will be too angry even if he hears this. After all, he is very angry about this."

You should like this very much."

Tu Fendeng didn't say anything. Although he didn't go to Chengmi City, he knew exactly what happened. Although the man didn't want to give in, under Secretary Cen's pressure, he still had to

Make a retreat.

Although there were only two people on the list this time, everyone actually understood that Zhang Qibao was just a foil. Although the higher-level organizational department did not approve it, the outcome of the matter was certain.

"Mayor Yuehu, we don't care about anything else, just do our jobs well. This time when Mr. Zhen returns to his hometown, we must do the work that needs to be done well, and there must be no mistakes." Tu Fendeng said.

Here, he waved his hand and said: "Especially for the demolition issues involved in the construction of Fali Palace, we must do a good job in appeasing them. If there is a problem in one of these places, neither of us will be able to live without it."

Miao Yuehu felt a little disdainful of Tu Fendou arranging this matter again. He said to himself that the older Secretary Tu became, the less courageous he became. After suffering several losses, he suddenly lost a lot of his motivation.

"Secretary Tu, please rest assured that I have made key arrangements on this matter. Whenever something happens at that point, the person in charge of that point will be asked."

As soon as Miao Yuehu finished speaking, he saw the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee running over quickly and said: "Secretary Tu, Mayor Miao, we just contacted Secretary-General Fang. In ten minutes, the leader's car will get off the highway.

!”

Tu Fendou and Miao Yuehu looked at each other, and their bodies suddenly stood up straighter.

"Mr. Zhen, this expressway was built five years ago. Since its completion, it has played an increasingly important role in promoting the economic development of our province. The development of Lingling City is closely related to the construction of this expressway.

Inseparable." Cen Weggang sat in the corner of the Coaster and pointed out the window with a smile.

Mr. Zhen's eyes were looking out the window quietly. There was a trace of joy, a trace of sadness, and a trace of strangeness that others could not detect in his expression.

"Well, Secretary Wu Gang, the last time I came back was ten years ago, and things have changed a lot!" Mr. Zhen sighed with emotion, and couldn't help but said softly: "This may be the last time I come back. I hope Mi Dong

We can build better and better.”

"Mr. Zhen, your affirmation of our work has filled the hearts of all our cadres with enthusiasm. We are still waiting for you to give us a review when you return to your hometown ten years later!" Although Cen Wengang is very serious in the eyes of outsiders.

, but at this time in front of Mr. Zhen, he became a hospitable host full of smiles. With one sentence, he wiped away a lot of the sadness brought by Mr. Zhen's words just now.

Mr. Zhen looked at Cen Wegang. He nodded gently and said, "Secretary Wegang, since you said so, let's work together. I will come back in ten years to see the new changes in my hometown."

Zhen Dongzheng has been paying attention to the change in his father's expression. Seeing the joy in the old man's words, he gently gave a thumbs up to Cen Weggang. Elderly people are like this, and they are more timid when approaching hometown. Sometimes

It will also hurt spring and sad autumn.

The old man's emotion just now made him a little confused about how to answer. Fortunately, Secretary Cen answered the question quickly. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to talk to the old man.

"Dad, Secretary Cen has worked in East Mi for so many years and has made a lot of contributions to the construction of East Mi, among other things. As far as I know, our GDP in Lingling City last year has almost caught up with Chengdu's.

Mississauga!"

Seeing that the old man was happy, Zhen Dongzheng also joined in to help Cen Weggang. After all, Cen Weggang had made the old man happy just now, so he had to help Secretary Cen keep up his face, right?

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhen glanced at Cen Weggang and said with a smile: "Secretary Weggang, I hope I will have a completely new look when I come next time."

"Uncle, we in Midong can be said to be changing every year, especially Lingling City, which is developing even more rapidly. Some time ago, I went home to visit a relative. Hehe, I remember that they used to live in a three-room red house.

Wafang, but when I go to their village, I don’t know how to recruit people. Guess what?” Although the deputy governor of Chu Hongdao has not been appointed yet, as a relative of Mr. Zhen, he was specially transferred here.

On the car.

Chu Hongdao knew very well what the purpose of this arrangement was. Of course he would not let go of this opportunity. He could show his close relationship with Mr. Zhen to the main leaders of the provincial party committee.

The old man's replacement is not.

His pretense immediately aroused Mr. Zhen's interest. He pointed at Chu Hong and said, "Xiaodao, you just like to pretend to be a ghost. Now, tell me what it is."

"The whole village is full of small two-story Western-style houses. I can find their houses there." Chu Hongdao said this and laughed softly.

Mr. Zhen also laughed, obviously he was very satisfied with the changes in his hometown. He smiled and said: "Which village are the relatives you mentioned? Let me see who else is there?"

The sentence "Who else" made Wang Zijun feel a little emotional in his heart. Wang Zijun sat on the other side of Mr. Zhen. Although he didn't say much, he kept the smile on his face.

Although some people did not want him to attend this reception, as the top leader of the government, Wang Zijun had to come.

"It's Xiaoshanwang Village, uncle, do you remember it?" Chu Hongdao glanced at Cen Weggang and said in a low voice.

Mr. Zhen's interest was attracted by the name of the village he mentioned. After reciting a few words, he slapped his thigh and said: "I remembered it. It's five miles west of our village. I remember when I was a child, it seemed to be still there.

It’s time to catch up with the market!”

"Yes, there is a theater over there. I went there when I was a kid." Seeing the old man's interest, Chu Hongdao also followed suit.

"Whether that episode is 369, it must be." Mr. Zhen seemed to be more excited because he recalled more things. He rubbed his hands and said, "I remember there was a meatball soup seller there.

When I was a kid, I would drool when I saw meatball soup wherever I went. Unfortunately, my family was poor at that time, and I never had a meal of the meatball soup there when I left home.”

"Uncle, which meatball soup restaurant should still be there? I remember there is a restaurant at the entrance of their village, and the name is Zhao's meatball soup. Do you want to go and try it?"

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