Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

The citizens looked at everything in front of them with high emotions, gnashing their teeth in hatred for Jun Cheng's behavior of selling fake products in large quantities, and filled with righteous indignation. After the glass window was smashed, the anger was burned to a great effect. Fortunately, this mass seller is still trusted by the people.

As for honor, it is simply unforgivable!

After a moment of silence, the citizens burst into laughter, and their fear was swept away. It was a victorious laugh that believed that the law was not to blame. Everyone thought that the supermarket had lost its business, otherwise, it would be destroyed.

The industrial and commercial department found the person in charge of this store.

Why can't they hold back their anger? These wealthy capitalists should be three points better than ordinary people like me! Thinking about this, the courage of the citizens was born: anyway, it was this supermarket that did something bad, and he had a guilty conscience.

, still afraid of him!

So, a citizen laughed first, picked up a piece of mud from the ground and threw it, hitting the plaque in the middle of the door of the wholesale store. The mud was still stained with fish scales scraped off by someone who was peeling fish on the street, and it shone brightly on the signboard.

The light flashed, which aroused greater laughter from the people, and also inspired more people to be brave, and countless mud, eggs

Stones, vegetables, wood blocks, plastic bottles, old slippers with broken uppers...etc., all the objects that could be easily picked up on the street were thrown towards Juncheng Chengxi Store, like raindrops covering the head and face. There was one

The students after school were so excited that they even threw their schoolbags over. Thinking something was wrong, they ran over and picked them up again.

The other gangsters who came with the young man also rushed up with shouts and screams, smashing them with excitement and screaming.

Zhang Xiaomei looked at such a chaotic scene and was so humiliated that she wanted to cry. Naturally, she could not stand up at this moment of public outrage and explain to everyone: The reason why the person in charge of Juncheng Group did not speak or take a stand was not because of a guilty conscience.

Instead of cowardice, there were other reasons. For a moment, she felt extremely useless! Her eyes were full of fear and she asked Wang Zijun: "Director Wang, what should we do?"

Wang Zijun squeezed his hands tightly, and then said calmly: "Don't look at the advertisement to see the efficacy. Smash it, but smash it vigorously. If you make the matter bigger, you should be advertising it for our Juncheng Group.

, as for the losses, just ask them to pay back double the amount in the future!”

Just as Wang Zijun was speaking, a news interview vehicle drove over from a distance, with the social wide-angle column team printed on the vehicle. Several people who looked like reporters quickly got out of the vehicle, some were taking photos, and some were doing on-site

Live broadcast. Because the woman doing the live broadcast was not far from Wang Zijun’s car, her words were heard clearly by Wang Zijun.

"Dear viewers, I am now in the Xicheng store of Juncheng Retail Store. Because the industrial and commercial department has closed down Juncheng Retail Store for selling fake and shoddy products, the angry people lost control of their emotions and began to use stones to vent their anger. Audience friends,

This is a package of explosives thrown in by the people... At present, the case has been filed for investigation by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and we will look forward to it together with the people of the city!"

The reporter's words were impeccable, and he couldn't find any basis from the perspective of journalistic principles and law, but he suddenly pushed Jun Cheng's volume dealer to the position of being the target of public criticism. The atmosphere was also well exaggerated. Wang Zijun knew that Jun

The information about Juncheng selling fake information will become a household name within a day, and will be talked about by millions of people in the city. Millions of people will angrily criticize Juncheng for selling fake products. The climax of the incident has arrived!

"They are the news media that guides public opinion. How can they be so irresponsible?!" Zhang Xiaomei pushed open the car door and was about to walk out, but was stopped by Wang Zijun. Wang Zijun looked at the reporter.

With his mouth constantly opening and closing, he said in a deep voice: "It's up to them to report it. Let's go."

The driver couldn't stand it any longer. Hearing Wang Zijun say that he wanted to leave, he hurriedly put into gear and was about to leave. But just as the car turned the corner, a red Porsche sports car blocked Wang Zijun's path.

Waiting in front of others.

"Hey, isn't this brother Wang? You're here to see the fun too. How about it? Isn't the scene that my brother directed for you very spectacular and beautiful?" Lu's face appeared from the window of the Porsche.

Zhao Pingchuan said with a laugh while holding up a video recorder in his hand.

"Well, everyone who should have appeared has appeared," Wang Zijun was not angry. He glanced at Zhao Pingchuan indifferently, smiled softly and said: "However, Mr. Zhao, your acting skills are too poor.

It’s better to play less of these childish tricks, as there are many discerning people out there.”

"Hahaha, what if someone sees it? Brother Wang, didn't you just see it? So what? Do you still have to watch helplessly here?... By the way, I don't have time to accompany you.

Wow, such a good documentary, I have to let that stubborn woman watch it!" As Zhao Pingchuan spoke, as soon as he accelerator, the Porsche sped away from Wang Zijun like a whirlwind.

Wang Zijun looked at the departing Zhao Pingchuan with a calm face and signaled the driver to leave. Just as he waved, the phone rang. After answering the call, Wang Zijun had a faint smile on his face.

"Since you want to make a big scene, let's make it even bigger!" Wang Zijun put down his phone, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

At noon in the Guangdong market, the sun was blazing in the sky, and the originally bustling roads gradually became desolate with the increasingly poisonous sunshine.

Wang Zijun was sitting in a small office building, looking down at the office building of the Guangdong Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government in the distance. Behind him, Li Yuelong, Zhang Xiaomei and others stood quietly. Except for the sound of the air conditioner in the office,

It was eerily quiet.

"Is it almost time?" Wang Zijun suddenly turned his head from his deep thoughts and asked Li Yuelong calmly.

Li Yuelong, as the most trusted person by Wang Zijun here, heard Wang Zijun's question and hurriedly said: "We should be here."

"Yes." Wang Zijun nodded, and then said: "Let our people be ready. When the other side rushes up, we will also perform well."

Yue Long agreed and walked quickly outside the office. As the person who knew most clearly about Wang Zijun's plan, at this time, he had a hint of sincere awe in his eyes for the young man he had watched grow up.

Compared with Li Yuelong, Zhang Xiaomei doesn't know much, but after working as Qin Hongjin's secretary for several years, she understands that there are some things that a secretary cannot take the initiative to inquire about if her boss doesn't tell her. So, although she has many, many things in her heart

Suspicious, but still insisted not to ask.

"Xiao Zhang, go prepare some food. Everyone has been tired for a long day. It's time for us to rest." Wang Zijun smiled at Zhang Xiaomei and ordered in a deep voice.

"I'll make arrangements right away." Zhang Xiaomei picked up the phone and called the restaurant that had been prepared for a long time. She made some arrangements in a soft voice. Then, she raised her head and looked at the prince who was still staring at the municipal government office area.

Jun looked over.

"Chairman Wang..." Zhang Xiaomei was about to speak, but Wang Zijun gently waved her hand to signal her not to speak. Zhang Xiaomei, who was surprised in her heart, immediately followed Wang Zijun's gaze and looked downstairs, and saw a person.

A long team came over from afar.

"We want to eat and we want to work!"

The white banners and black fonts looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight, and following the team came loud slogans.

"Thoroughly investigate the machinery factory reorganization plan and not let a single corrupt element go!" A hoarse shout, although not far away, clearly reached Zhang Xiaomei's ears at this moment.

Zhang Xiaomei had always known that Wang Zijun was preparing for this matter, but Zhang Xiaomei had never expected the scene in front of him. How could he incite these workers to go to the municipal committee and city government to petition?

In her speculation, she felt that the petition incident must have been planned by Wang Zijun, but for a while, she couldn't figure out what connection these workers had with the Juncheng Group?

"Repay our blood and sweat, we want fairness!"

"Severely punish Qian Changsheng, severely punish Zhuo Taofang!"

The noisy slogans became louder and louder. The gates of the Municipal Party Committee and City Hall were instantly surrounded by petitioning workers. Thousands of workers cheered and blocked the traffic on the main road in front of the City Hall.

"Director Wang, how come there are so many workers?" Zhang Xiaomei asked the question even though she endured it again and again.

Wang Zijun looked at the surging crowd below, tapped the marble window sill with his fingers, and said lightly: "Today at noon, a worker wanted to eat meat because his son, who had not eaten meat for many days, had no money to buy it.

On a whim, he went to the vegetable market to steal, not wanting to be caught by the butcher shop owner. After figuring out the whole story, the boss took the initiative to give him a piece of meat. When the worker returned home, he cooked braised pork for his son, but he himself

He committed suicide by drinking pesticide.”

Zhang Xiaomei trembled a little when she heard Wang Zijun's voice, but she felt more and more confused. She had been following Wang Zijun all day long, but how could Wang Zijun know about this sudden incident.

"What happened to the worker?" Zhang Xiaomei's voice trembled a little.

"Because the pesticide he bought was fake, he was rescued after being sent to the hospital. However, these workers, who had not been paid for more than half a year, were angry because of the treatment of their fellow workers. More and more workers gathered together, and that's you

This is what we see now.”

"That's great, what a coincidence!" Zhang Xiaomei breathed a sigh of relief, she pressed her plump breasts with her hands and said softly.

Wang Zijun glanced at Zhang Xiaomei and said nothing. But then, Zhang Xiaomei, who was filled with emotion, seemed to have realized something. Her eyes were fixed on Wang Zijun, and she did not speak for a while.

"This matter was directed. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence." Wang Zijun did not hide anything from Zhang Xiaomei. He pointed gently at the security guards who had begun to prevent workers from entering the government gate:

"All this is just the beginning..."ro!.