Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 270: Everyone is fake and I am no exception (please vote)

What can Qian Yanli do at this time? How can she, a deputy county magistrate who is not a member of the Standing Committee, change the decision of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee?

"Cuixia, you go over and work for a while. Don't worry, there won't be any trouble as long as I'm here..." Just when Qian Yanli was making a wish for Gao Cuixia, the phone in her office suddenly rang.

"Hello, it's Dean Zhao. Hello, hello." When she heard that the other party was the vice president of the court, Qian Yanli's attitude was a little more polite. Although the other party was only a deputy section cadre, but now her son

It fell into someone else's hands, so she couldn't help but be rude.

"County Magistrate Qian, I really can't help you with the matter you told me. Today, Dean Fu personally intervened and asked us to settle the case within three days." The voice on the other end of the phone was very low.

It was low, but the content conveyed was like a sledgehammer, hitting Qian Yanli's heart mercilessly.

Regarding the matter of her precious son, Qian Yanli wanted to reduce big things to small things. If she could put it off for a day, it would be best to put it off until the end and let it go. Unexpectedly, Fu Shunchao actually asked for three days.

The case was closed within a month, and at this moment, at the political and legal work site across the province, his mother's surname was paid. Aren't you trying to push my rich and beautiful son into a pit of fire?

"Dean Zhao, no matter what, I am also grateful to you. You can think of a solution for me first. I'll leave this matter to you. I will find a solution next to Fu Shunchao." After Qian Yanli finished speaking, she didn't wait.

As he was talking over there, he disconnected his phone.

Gao Cuixia sat aside. Although she didn't hear clearly what was said on the other end of the phone, she could still realize some clues from Qian Yanli's words. After pondering for a moment, she carefully asked Qian Yanli: "Qian County

Chief, this is Wang, who is forcing us. Do you think, how about we soften him up first and wait until the Xiaolong incident is revealed?"

"Cuixia, you have been the chairperson of the Women's Federation for so many years, how come you don't even understand this? Since Wang and I are at odds with each other, it's a matter of life and death, me without you, and you without me. Let's talk

I'm afraid that he accepted benefits from others.

I'm afraid he can guess it. Your work adjustment and Xiaolong's matter, didn't he take the opportunity to retaliate? It seems that now the only way is to fight to the death!" There was a trace of determination in Qian Yanli's eyes.

, a hint of fortitude that is rare in women.

Although Gao Cuixia was still a little worried, she had no choice but to take action now that the arrow was on the string. Under Qian Yanli's encouragement, she decided to advance and retreat together with Qian Yanli.

Just when everyone was so busy, Wang Zijun had quietly ran out of his office. At this time, he was dressed in casual clothes, making it impossible for anyone to tell that he was the majestic man in Lubei County.

Deputy *** of the county party committee.

Wang Zijun, who was wearing a hat and glasses, stepped over to Qin Hongjin, who was also wearing casual clothes like him. He smiled and joked: "I've been so busy these past two days. You are so anxious to find me.

Do you miss me again?"

"Husband, what do you mean? To be honest, I really miss you a little." As Qin Hongjin spoke, her soft palm gently placed into Wang Zijun's palm.

Wang Zijun smiled and said nothing, but his eyes fell on a black Santana not far from Qin Hongjin.

"What, you changed your car too?" Wang Zijun said a little strangely as he looked at the car.

"No, I just have something I want you to take a look at, my husband. My car is too eye-catching and inconvenient. I borrowed this car from a friend." Qin Hongjin opened the car door as he spoke and said with a smile: "

Wang ***, I wonder if I would be honored to be your temporary driver?"

Seeing Qin Hongjin becoming more and more charming and active in front of him, Wang Zijun felt a hint of guilt in his heart, and he stepped onto Qin Hongjin's Santana.

Qin Hongjin's car drove very well, and the black Santana drove forward smoothly under her driving. After more than an hour, they arrived at the embankment of a long river.

This embankment is very beautifully built. Not only do it have various patterns made of cement stones, but also the guardrails on the embankment have been painted white.

Wang Zijun looked at Qin Hongjin who had stopped the car, wondering what she meant by dragging him here. Just when he was about to ask, he saw a faint smile appear on the corner of Qin Hongjin's mouth.

Just five minutes after they parked their car, a four-wheel tractor loaded with bricks drove up from the side. On the opposite river embankment, a white van came towards them. The van was not slow and headed towards

The four-wheeled vehicle came quickly.

The embankment was not too narrow, and the four-wheel tractor and the white van could have passed through it at the same time. However, at the moment when the two vehicles came at speed, the driver of the four-wheel tractor did not know what was going on, and suddenly became a little confused.

As soon as the steering wheel slid, the tractor rushed towards the van.

Qin Hongjin didn't ask him to come here to watch the car accident, right? Wang Zijun's mind flashed, and he saw the van hurriedly turned in the direction, and then sped away towards the guardrail not far away.

"Bang!"

The van finally narrowly escaped a head-on collision with a four-wheel tractor, but the driver turned the steering wheel too hard and hit the white guardrail hard. With the sound of the collision, it was built with cement.

More than twenty guardrails were knocked to the ground almost simultaneously, and one wheel of the white van was hanging in the air.

"Do you have fucking eyes? How do you drive?" Four or five people suddenly emerged from the white van, some holding microphones and some holding cameras. It looked like they were working in the media.

. Dongjiang Daily was written clearly on the side of the car, which exposed their identities.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we didn't mean it. Teachers, please calm down and let me help you pull the car up." When the driver of the four-wheel tractor saw that he was in trouble, he jumped out of the car and apologized with a smile on his face.

Although the driver of the newspaper office was also swearing, the car was more important after all, so after swearing a few words, he had no choice but to let the four-wheel tractor pull out his car first.

"Oh, look, what is this? Why are there bamboo poles in the guardrails of this bridge?!" The man who was holding the wire rope around the van shouted towards the broken bridge pier with a look of disbelief on his face.

Several newspaper staff who were smoking came around after hearing this. They looked at the bridge pier that was broken into two parts, and they immediately started talking and cursing loudly.

"Black! Blacker than fucking black coal. Where steel bars are supposed to be used, fucking bamboo poles are used. Aren't these things going to kill us?"

"Damn, why is it so mysterious? My car is not going fast. Even if it hits the guardrail, it shouldn't be hanging in the air. It turns out there is something wrong with the railings of the bridge! Damn it, the boss of this contracting project

Isn’t it too dark to make money?”

"Expose his bastard! Are there too many crappy projects like this nowadays? We just know that there are crooked buildings, why don't we encounter a crooked bridge now? Fuck! Poke him!"

Amid the noisy shouting, reporters with cameras began to take pictures. Under the command of a reporter, the driver of the four-wheel tractor moved a railing lying on the side of the road to the van.

Wang Zijun gently picked up a cigarette. Before he could take out the lighter, a lit match was dragged under the cigarette by his crystal hand, and he gently helped Wang Zijun put it in the cigarette.

The cigarette was lit.

"Did you arrange this?" Wang Zijun looked at Qin Hongjin with a smile on his face and said lightly.

"Well", when Qin Hongjin saw that there was no smile on Wang Zijun's face, she lowered her head slightly and said like a little daughter-in-law who had made a mistake: "I think that guy Qiu Tiankui is really a bit shameful, so..."

"You don't just want to expose him, do you?" Wang Zijun tilted his head and glanced at Qin Hongjin, his mind was a little anxious, and he wished he could have sex with this charming little woman in the car, with the two of them in close physical contact.

Wang Damai was a little short of breath for the hero. At that moment, he kept sighing in his heart that the hero still needs to return to the world, because the fireworks in the world at this moment have already made him full of lust.

"I also signed a contract with him, a contract with high compensation." Although Qin Hongjin still lowered her head, the sly smile that appeared at the corner of her mouth could not be hidden from Wang Zijun.

"You..." Wang Zijun stretched out his hand and rubbed Qin Hongjin's hair, which was tied like a moon disk, and sighed lovingly.

Having known Qin Hongjin for such a long time, this woman has regarded him as the most important part of her life. His joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are always affecting her emotions. Wang Zijun really feels that he can't help it at this moment.

Qin Hongjin, although he gave her a true love in the beginning, he could never give her a life of entertaining and having grandchildren. Her nerves were always tense for him. Once she fell in love with him, she was hopeless.

Woman.

After Wang Zijun came to Lubei County, he was busy during the day and bored at night. He would occasionally think about women. He felt that it was a sin for a man to not be able to release his desires correctly.

In small counties in the 1990s, many of the girls in hair salons were secretly engaged in the body business. Love was everywhere, and it was almost overflowing. However, he could not use a few drunkenness to get there like other cadres.

When looking for a lady in a hotel or on the street, even though Yi Feng is still sneaking around, the feeling is different.

Qin Hongjin leaned comfortably on Wang Zijun's shoulder. Her slightly narrowed eyes were like two thin willow leaves, staring at the busy reporters in front of her. She secretly thought in her heart, Qiu Tiankui.

Qiu Tiankui, in the business world, you can make money with your own tricks, but please don't get in the way of my man. If I encounter you, I will make you lose completely...

As soon as the leaders of the four major teams in Lubei County went to work, they took the county government's only big bus and drove to the county boundary. Although Xiong Zelun made it clear when he took office that there should be no pick-up and drop-off, but for the following

For cadres, everything goes in through one ear and out through that ear. Leaders don’t care about anything else. They just want an attitude when they go out and have transportation.

Therefore, whenever Xiong Zelun came down to inspect the work, the officials below would still be called to the county line. Everyone would rather be criticized by the leader than leave the impression of disrespecting the leader.

For people in official circles, sometimes criticism is not necessarily a bad thing. Criticism can also be viewed dialectically. It can either be seen as the leader being dissatisfied with you, or it can be seen as the leader being close to you.

I don't regard you as one of my own, and I can't stand you, so I don't even have the strength to criticize you. Although this sentence is a bit overgeneralized, it can be recognized and accepted by most people in the officialdom.

Compared with criticism, people in the officialdom are most afraid of letting the leader remember your bad qualities. And disrespect for the leader is even more taboo. Although some leaders cannot decide your fate or promote or appoint you,

They can't make things happen, but they can ruin your things. Just a slight twist of the tongue can make all your years of hard work come to naught, let alone the municipal party committee leader who is in charge of the power of a city.

Although it is already April, the morning is still a little cold. In that era when black windbreakers were popular, dozens of county leaders, more than 20 of them, were wearing windbreakers. If each of them were paired with black sunglasses, the entire

It's just a big collection of gangsters.

Wang Zijun was now ranked fourth, directly in front of Zuo Mingfang, the head of the Discipline Inspection Commission. At this moment, he could feel that the Discipline Inspection Commission looked at him a little strangely, although the strangeness was just a small difference.

Yes, but it can still be felt.

"Zuo ***, have you been very busy recently?" He didn't have much dealings with this Disciplinary Inspection Commission ***, but at this moment, Wang Zijun suddenly had the desire to have a word with Zuo Mingfang.

Zuo Mingfang didn't expect that Wang Zijun would take the initiative to strike up a conversation with him. However, he was very experienced with such superficial politeness, and then he laughed and said: "Where are you, Wang ***, busy? Our county's political and legal affairs

The system is a benchmark for the entire Jiang Province!"

Wang Zijun laughed and changed the topic to the weather. Zuo Mingfang also followed Wang Zijun in circles and talked about some innocuous gossip. Their voices were not loud, but Wang Zijun stood with a smile on his face.

Zuo Mingfang next to him had a sullen face, which made people look at him as if Wang Zijun was trying to please Zuo Mingfang.

Qian Yanli stood next to Shi Fenghui, with a hint of pride in her cold eyes. She reached into her pocket with one hand and gently touched the written materials. Her determination became even firmer.

At this moment, you think of trying to please *** of the Commission for Discipline Inspection. What have you done? Humph, Wang, it’s no use trying to please anyone this time. You can’t even wipe the shit out of your crotch. You still want to do it?

Others, this time, see how I kill you!

Shi Fenghui stood beside Qian Yanli, looking at Qian Yanli with a bright red color on his face and said: "County Magistrate Qian, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, thank you County Magistrate Fenghui for your concern." Qian Yanli shook her hand with a smile and said softly. However, in her heart, she had already classified Shi Fenghui as one of Wang Zijun's group.