Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Outside the car, everything is withering, and the cold wind is chilling, but sitting in the car, the gentle warm wind gives people a spring-like feeling. Zhang Qibao, secretary of the Jiang Provincial Party Committee, who is sitting in the car, is looking closely at

looking at the man sitting next to him.

Although the man has reached the peak of his forties, his facial features not only do not look old, but give people a feeling of becoming more energetic. He is very familiar with this man. After all, when he was in Midong, he

It was this person who personally promoted the secretary-general of the provincial government.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed. In this past time, the leader who was judged by himself to have a bright future was making steady strides towards that rugged road. At that time, he just wanted to be treated as a deputy minister.

Even though he retired, he has now begun to take charge of the government.

What a sea of ​​change!

With emotion in his heart, Zhang Qibao looked at Wang Zijun again. Wang Zijun was still looking out the window wordlessly. This made Zhang Qibao feel a little dazed, as if he had returned to the days when he was in Midong.

When I was in Midong, wasn't that how I accompanied Governor Wang on his investigation?

But this time, once it reaches a certain point, it will not change because of anyone's mind. Otherwise, Zhang Qibao is really willing to turn back time and accompany his old leader to walk around Midong's territory.

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However, these distracting thoughts were quickly driven out of Zhang Qibao's heart. As the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Jiang Province, he has too many things to think about and there are too many things that require him to make decisions. To describe his work, he has to manage everything every day.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is in good condition. But now, there is only one thing on his mind: to make arrangements for Secretary Wang’s visit to Jiang Province for investigation. Although he has not been in office for too long as the secretary of the provincial party committee, after all, he

He is the provincial party committee secretary of Jiang Province.

Zhang Qibao is a prince after all, but no matter how quick his thinking is, he cannot imagine that Wang Zijun would come here on such a cold day. Zhang Qibao cannot assess how this incident will affect him.

But one thing is certain: Secretary Wang's investigation is bound to leave a huge suspense in Jiang Province's political arena: what is Secretary Wang's motivation for this trip?

Was it spur of the moment whim, or were there other reasons? Could something or someone here have alerted the leaders, causing Secretary Wang to change his itinerary to this city?

If this is the case, then the matter will be huge! Zhang Qibao, with thoughts flashing in his mind, couldn't help but glance at the Municipal Party Committee Secretary sitting not far away.

Although the municipal party secretary was sitting upright at this time, he was also a master with eyes on all directions and ears on all sides. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the secretary of the provincial party committee looking at him, his expression became more serious, and he became more and more uneasy.

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Secretary Yu Wang can go to his own jurisdiction for research. He loves and fears it at the same time. In the past few years, he has stuck his butt out and worried about the local economic development. He has exhausted almost all means. Who doesn't want the leader to see his

What about political achievements?

Maybe after Secretary Wang's on-the-spot investigation and Long Yan's joy, his career will be on a fast track. After all, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. No matter how popular your reporting materials are, it's better to just let them go.

He was deeply impressed when he saw it in person.

However, we are now in a period of social transformation. All kinds of social conflicts are extremely sharp and complicated. If you are not careful, what your superiors will see may not be your dazzling political achievements, but your bad deeds! What's more, now petitions have been implemented

It was rejected by one vote. If the group of old petitioners knew about Secretary Wang's trip and tried to block the car to complain, then Secretary Wang would only have to frown or make an unhappy expression. His official hat might

It won’t be able to be worn securely!

Moreover, Secretary Wang has worked his way up from the grassroots level. How can it be so easy to fool him? If you go through the motions with great force and go through the motions, you will basically be humiliating yourself. Therefore, if you receive such a request without knowing the purpose in advance,

When and Motivation met the task, all the leaders in the city and county were dumbfounded. Several emergency meetings were held in succession to study reception procedures and emergency plans.

The upper and lower levels scratched their heads and listed several plans before finally settling on the following: comprehensive preparation, active response, and crossing the river by feeling the stones. One thing must be guaranteed: No problem can go wrong no matter what, and every detail must be taken care of.

All considered.

"Stop." A faint voice suddenly sounded in the car. All eyes quickly looked towards the person who made the voice.

There is no accident. The person who said stop was Wang Zijun. In this car, only Wang Zijun has the right to say the word "stop" so frankly.

Wang Zijun looked at the car that stopped slowly, and then stood up from his seat. As he stood up, Zhang Qibao also stood up and said: "Secretary, we are..."

Wang Zijun looked at the smiling Zhang Qibao, waved his hand and said, "Qibao, I just want to go down and take a look."

Zhang Qibao didn't pay attention to the window just now. He thought to himself that something was going on outside. As the thought flashed in his mind, he instinctively looked outside.

It's very quiet outside. Apart from the cold wind, there are green wheat seedlings everywhere. To be honest, there is really nothing good to see here. But this reassures Zhang Qibao. If there is no good-looking thing, there will be nothing.

Big problem.

After Wang Zijun came down, all the people behind him filed out of the car. Wang Zijun stood on the road and looked at the field in front of him, but the thoughts in his heart were extremely complicated.

This land was no stranger to him. The place where he stood was even more familiar to him. In his previous life, the place where he stood was the land that belonged to his family. No, it should be said that it belonged to Liao Anru and his son.

At that time, his salary was the main source of income for the family, but this land was the guarantee for the family's food. Over the past twenty years of ups and downs, this land has carried him from a young man to an old man in his previous life, and it has also allowed him to grow older.

Liao Anru changed from the most handsome woman in the village to the most charming middle-aged woman.

But now, everything has changed. Even the son who was supposed to start a family and start a business has just entered high school. And I don't know which family is farming this field now.

Wang Zijun grabbed a handful of soil from the ground. The yellow soil, with its fresh and friendly earthy smell, entered his nose. Although it was the first time in his life to grab the soil that belonged to this place, Wang Zijun felt that everything was like that.

familiar.

All the people accompanying him, including Zhang Qibao, were stunned when they saw Wang Zijun's inexplicable behavior. They couldn't figure out what Secretary Wang meant, so they grabbed a piece of soil to see what it was for. Could it be that Secretary Wang was expressing land to themselves?

Is it important? Or does Secretary Wang have any new requirements for agricultural work? Everyone looked at each other and had no choice but to keep pace.

"Secretary Wang, in the past few years, Jiang Province has further strengthened the reform of agricultural modernization, combining agricultural modernization with the promotion of land transfer..." After pondering for a moment, the governor softly introduced to Wang Zijun.

At this time, Wang Zijun was just reminiscing. Unexpectedly, Governor Chen actually started to report to him on this aspect of work. He sighed secretly in his heart, but on the surface, he listened very carefully to Governor Chen's talk about agricultural work.

report.

Governor Chen had a very good grasp of the situation in Jiang Province. His report was brief, but he could distinguish the priorities. In just a while, he gave a general introduction to the basic situation. After Wang Zijun gave instructions on some issues, a group of people

People are ready to get on the bus.

When Wang Zijun got into the car, he suddenly asked: "Where does this land belong?"

"Secretary Wang, this is the land of Yanzhinan Village." The county magistrate who was following the car quickly replied. He pointed forward and said: "Secretary Wang, if we go one mile further, we will reach Yanzhinan Village!

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Another mile away is Yanzhinan. Why doesn't he know this village? He looked affectionately at the direction pointed by the county magistrate, and Wang Zijun turned around and got in the car.

The village is still vaguely there, but the scene in the village may have changed a long time ago!

Compared with the Yan Zhinan in Wang Zijun's memory, it is naturally different. Although Liao Anru has focused her main energy on her acting career in recent years, she has also invested in many industries. Among them, Yan Zhinan Village is her

A focus of investment.

There is no trace of the villa area and the large and complete game square among the green trees. But Wang Zijun can still name the people who came out of the village. For example, the village chief Liao Dazhuang, Wang Zijun

I remember that he was one of my first students when I came to the village to teach. After marrying Liao Anru, he affectionately called him brother-in-law.

But now, things have changed and people have changed. Although he can still vaguely name the onlookers, he no longer recognizes most of them.

In Liao Dazhuang's eyes, Secretary Wang is really approachable. He not only cares about the basic situation of the village, but also has a detailed understanding of the lives and needs of himself and others, and is also full of encouragement for himself.

Such an important leader actually patted me on the shoulder and asked me to do a good job. Oh my, this is a big deal! I wonder if the TV station filmed the leader's action. If so, I'm afraid the city leaders will be in trouble in the future.

They also want to pat me on the shoulder.

Liao Dazhuang, with thoughts flashing in his mind, looked at Secretary Wang with more affection and respect. In his simple thoughts, he even had the idea of ​​​​staying for this big leader to eat.

"Secretary Wang, this is a small pond in our village. It has been renovated and turned into a lotus pond. The season is wrong now. If you come in summer, there will be a lotus here. This is the primary school of our village." Seeing Wang

The secretary stopped by the lotus pond in the village, and Liao Dazhuang hurried over and introduced him.

How could Wang Zijun have no impression of this pond? He remembered that there was not enough water in the village, and the women in the village liked to come here with washbasins to wash clothes. Back then, Liao Anru washed his clothes at this pond.

Clothes that have lasted for more than 20 years.

It seemed that he and Liao Anru met by this pond.

"Let's go to school and have a look!" Wang Zijun walked slowly but firmly.

The location of the school has not changed much, but it is no longer the same brick building that I used to teach. The oval-shaped three-story teaching building is clean and tidy, and a group of children are playing on the rubber-paved playground.

After I visited schools in the city, didn't I want to build a primary school like this here? Now everything has come true, but why can't I be happy?

"Secretary Wang, this Yanzhinan Primary School is our central primary school. Students from the five surrounding villages are sent here." The principal of the primary school is not someone Wang Zijun is familiar with, but a young man in his thirties.

, Wearing glasses gives people a gentle and elegant look.

Wang Zijun nodded towards the principal, then casually walked into a classroom where class was in progress from the back door, and sat on an empty stool. Zhang Qibao saw Secretary Wang actually entering, and wanted to follow him.

But Wang Zijun waved his hand gently towards him.

The female teacher who was giving a lecture also noticed Wang Zijun. She glanced at the people standing at the door, and after seeing Zhang Qibao giving her a continue gesture, she started speaking quickly.

Time passed quickly in the female teacher's lecture. Sitting among the teacher, listening to the lecture, Wang Zijun's heart was slowly flying.

The bell of the end of get out of class interrupted Wang Zijun's thoughts. He stood up, smiled and shook hands with the teacher, and chatted with the childish children. Amidst bursts of laughter, Wang Zijun ended his school trip.

Although the school is still the same school where he worked in the past, everything has changed. In the midst of emotion, Wang Zijun came to the door of Liao Anru's house.

The location is good. He has lived here for more than 20 years, so how could he remember the wrong location? However, compared with before, things and people here are also different.

In the eyes of the accompanying people, Secretary Wang entered a farmhouse and smiled and chatted with an old couple in the farmhouse. They chatted for more than half an hour. During the chat, the family happened to be making dumplings, and Secretary Wang also

Entered the dumpling making sequence.

While making dumplings, the family's daughter and grandson also came back. Secretary Wang had a meal of dumplings for lunch amid the host's warm hospitality, and then left the farmhouse with a smile on his face.

Looking at the scene of his parents bidding farewell to that person, Liao Anru's eyes were a little red. He knew why this person stayed here to eat. Thinking of the scene of him sitting there making dumplings with him, Liao Anru felt sweetness in her heart.

How great it would be if time could be frozen there!

"Anru, I didn't expect Secretary Wang to have dinner at our house!" The father sighed with a sigh on his face as he smoked a cigarette. Although the mother sat there quietly, her expression was also full of joy.

Beep beep beep...

A text message sounded softly. Liao Anru picked up her phone and took a look at it. She saw three words written on it: I'm leaving!

Looking at these three words and thinking of his special trip, Liao Anru's heart was slowly filled with sweetness.

ps: I have seen the comments from readers. In fact, during this period, Mao Mao, like everyone else, is still immersed in writing and unable to extricate himself, so that he cannot conceive of the new book signed. I will continue to write the postscript to keep everyone in mind.

Explain the people and things again. Then, come out of the secretary and slowly forget about it... Readjust your emotions and start writing a new book.