Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

What came from the other end of the phone was a burst of hearty laughter. Listening to this laughter, Wang Zijun immediately understood who the caller was. He sat upright on the sofa and said, "Lin

〖Book〗Hello."

"Haha, you kid can still hear my voice? Not bad, not bad. I thought you had forgotten me as an uncle. Zijun, I heard that you thought Shan Province wasn't big enough, so you went to the south to make trouble.

For a moment?" Lin Zeyuan's voice contained a hint of ridicule.

Wang Zijun understood what Lin Zeyuan was talking about. This was not the first phone call he had answered about this matter. Wang Zijun, who was already used to this, just smiled and did not say a word.

After all, Lin Zeyuan was an elder. When he saw that he was joking with Wang Zijun, this guy just refused to respond. He was so bored that he couldn't ask any more questions.

"Secretary Lin, what are your orders?" Wang Zijun knew that Lin Zeyuan would not call him for no reason. As the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Jiang Province, there are too many things for Lin Zeyuan to plan...

Well, if something hadn't happened, Lin Zeyuan wouldn't have chatted with him on the phone, right?

"Zijun, come to think of it, you are really to blame for this matter. You are just tossing around in the mountain province, and you have even come to my house. Your mountain province recruits college graduates to teach in the mountain villages. Ying'er

This girl knows,

Sign up with your aunt behind my back and prepare to walk all the way to the dark side!" Lin Zeyuan's voice was angry and anxious, as if he really couldn't accept Lin Ying'er's choice, just like the refrigerator at home suddenly became

Like a washing machine.

Lin Ying'er came to Shan Province to sign up for volunteer teaching activities? Wang Zijun was surprised, and then he thought of Lin Ying'er on the list, and it turned out to be her!

"Lin Shuji, what do you mean?" Wang Zijun asked softly, trying to figure out Lin Zeyuan's thoughts.

"I have already talked to Ying'er. She is very happy to participate in this volunteer activity, so let her go! However, this child has never left home since he was a child. I am a little worried. I will give you a call and you can help.

I'll keep an eye on her!" After saying that, Lin Zeyuan laughed at himself on the other end of the phone, and continued: "It seems a bit insincere. I am just a daughter, so I still feel uneasy!"

Wang Zijun also smiled, and he felt extremely relaxed at this time. In the past, he had a long talk with Lin Zeyuan, but he always felt that there was a gap between him and Lin Zeyuan, as if he was wearing some kind of mask on his face, but now,

Lin Zeyuan's self-deprecation actually made him more "real".

"Secretary Lin, don't worry, I will help you take good care of Ying'er. If Ying'er is wronged, feel free to question me!" Wang Zijun patted his chest as a guarantee and said generously.

Lin Zeyuan smiled again. After Ding gave some instructions, he changed the subject and said, "Zijun, you are still young. Staying in the Youth League Provincial Committee is not a long-term solution. It is best to go to the cities below to train for another two years.

Hone your talents!"

Lin Zeyuan's proposal was naturally for Wang Zijun's benefit. Wang Zijun had no doubts about this in his heart, and it was not that Wang Zijun had not thought about this way out. However, the Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League presiding over the work is also a dream for many people.

For Wang Zijun, it is also a matter of increasing his qualifications.

Lin Zeyuan did not talk in depth, and after saying a few more words, he hung up the phone. Wang Zijun listened to the blind voice coming from the other end of the phone, and the thoughts that had been suppressed began to roll around again, but in this thought

, but Lin Ying'er's appearance flashed through Wang Zijun's mind from time to time.

I don’t know what this little girl is doing? Wang Zijun, with thoughts flashing in his mind, unconsciously picked up the phone. Although Lin Ying’er is Lin Zeyuan’s daughter, because Lin Zeyuan has strict requirements on him, so far, she has not

use

According to the paging number in his memory, Wang Zijun quickly dialed the phone. Three minutes after the callback message was sent, Wang Zijun's cell phone rang soon after.

"Hello, brother Zijun!" The crisp voice was like a cheerful Huang Peng. Listening to this voice, Wang Zijun felt infected by her happiness.

"You girl, you didn't even call me when you came to Shan Province. Do you have a problem with me?" Wang Zijun knew Lin Ying'er's thoughts. The more he knew, the more he wanted to become free and easy. He had to learn how to do it.

If you pretend to be stupid and act dumb, you will harm this lovely little girl.

"How dare I have an opinion against you? You know, you are my immediate boss now." Lin Ying'er's charming voice had a hint of joking. At this time, Lin Ying'er seemed to have returned to the way she had first met her before.

time appearance.

"Where do you live now? Have you eaten?" Wang Zijun has never been less sympathetic to Lin Ying'er. At this time, listening to her smiling voice, he felt relieved.

"I'm about to have a big dinner. Why don't you come over and I'll treat you to a meal." Lin Ying'er looked at the pole erected by Wang Zijun and seemed to be climbing along the pole.

Wang Zijun hesitated for a moment and then said with a smile: "How can I ask you to invite me? You have just arrived in Shan Province. How can I be considered a landlord in Shan Province? Let me treat you."

"Then I'll wait for you at Fude Restaurant!" Lin Ying'er was not polite to Wang Zijun and directly said the name of a hotel. After Wang Zijun repeated the word "Fude Restaurant Dan", he asked for the approximate address.

Just hung up the phone.

It was already time to get off work, and Wang Zijun did not let Cai Chenbin drive over. When he took a taxi to Ford Restaurant, the sky had darkened. Under the neon lights in the night sky, the entire Shanyuan City had a different kind of charm.

"Ford Restaurant" looked at the big characters flashing above a medium-sized restaurant. Wang Zijun glanced around, but the place was brightly lit and crowded with people. Where could he find Lin Ying'er?

"This girl" breathed out. Wang Zijun took out his mobile phone and prepared to page Lin Ying'er. But just when he was about to dial the number, he saw a slim figure standing not far from him.

, looking at himself with a smile.

Looking back suddenly, he saw that the man was in a dimly lit place. Wang Zijun looked at the flower-like smile under the light, and his heart suddenly felt sour for no reason!

"Brother Zijun." Lin Ying'er, who was wearing a long skirt, ran towards Wang Zijun with a smile. However, after running for two steps, Lin Ying'er seemed to have thought of something again and suddenly became quiet.

He got up and strolled towards Wang Zijun.

Looking at the quiet Lin Ying'er, the warmth in Wang Zijun's heart suddenly dropped, as if he felt sorry for the estrangement between the two.

"It took you so long to tell me that you came to Shan Province, do you think I'm an outsider?" Wang Zijun came to Lin Ying'er and asked softly, "How could that be? I'm just afraid that others will say that I, a volunteer, are

I got admitted through the back door, isn't that to avoid suspicion?" Lin Ying'er said with a smile while playing with the bow on her skirt with her white palms.

Wang Zijun smiled and did not dwell too much on this issue. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Ying'er, what do you want to eat today? Don't be polite to me, just kill it hard. I'll help you wash away the dust!"

"Brother Zijun, you can't invite me today. Hehe, you don't need me to treat you. I'm already part of the wedding banquet of one of my classmates." Lin Ying'er raised her hand slyly and said: "Anyway, one person can eat, two people can't.

I also want to eat, so let’s go have a big meal.”

At the wedding banquet, Wang Zijun looked at the dim night sky and said a little confused: "Why did the wedding banquet turn into night?" "Isn't it the credit of your Secretary Nie? All civil servants are required to be forbidden at noon.

drink

As a result, various cities across the province have issued bans on alcohol, prohibiting drinking at noon, and my classmate’s house has accepted some random people. It was too embarrassing for the guests to eat only food without drinking, so they held a wedding at noon and treated the guests in the evening.

thing."

When Lin Ying'er said this, Wang Zijun really remembered that Nie Hejun criticized some cadres two days ago for drinking at noon and causing trouble. Although he was a little disdainful of the local government catering to Nie He, but from this point alone

It is enough to see from small things that Nie Hejun's influence is penetrating and spreading to all walks of life in Shan Province with an irresistible trend!

"Then let's go have a meal." Wang Zijun saw that Lin Ying'er was so happy, and he didn't want to offend her. Besides, the guests at the wedding banquet were all sitting at the same table, so there was no need to worry about being alone with Lin Ying'er.

.

Lin Ying'er, wearing a long purple dress, was like a blooming purple flower. Although she was surrounded by people coming and going, she still looked so dazzling.

"The wedding banquet has almost started. Brother Zijun, let's go in too." Just when Wang Zijun was about to enter the Ford Hotel, a small hand as soft as jade naturally reached into his.

, pulling him towards the Ford Hotel.

Although Wang Zijun had some thoughts about Lin Ying'er who looked at ease, he didn't say anything in the end. The Ford Restaurant was not too big, but because of a wedding banquet, there were not many people coming and going.

There are few, if any, relatives and friends of the newcomers there to greet the guests.

"Lin Ying'er, isn't this you? He's so handsome." Just as the two of them walked into the lobby of Ford Hotel, a woman in her twenties came over and greeted Lin Ying'er with a smile.

.

"Zhao Xiaoqian, you damn girl, don't talk nonsense!" Lin Ying'er glared hard at the girl, but had no intention of explaining.

"Hey, handsome guy, I really don't know how you deceived our Ying'er, but you have to pay attention. There are many people pursuing beautiful women like our Ying'er. If you relax even a little bit, you will regret it.

For life." The woman named Zhao Xiaoqian did not recognize life at all. She glanced at the prince and joked to the prince with a smile.

Just as Wang Zijun was about to explain, he heard someone from behind saying, "Lin Ying'er is here, take the second seat on the left in the hall. Hurry up and sit down. Dinner will be served in a moment." "I know." Lin Ying'er looked over there.

The speaker agreed and pulled Wang Zijun towards the left. At this time, the hall covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters was already full of people, and chaotic sounds continued to sound in the air.

When walking past the table, Wang Zijun noticed that there were many small red notes written on the paper on the table. These notes included "Municipal Construction Committee, Municipal Land Bureau, Municipal Textile No. 2 Factory, etc."

The name written on the mat is the bride’s classmate.

When Wang Zijun and others came to the table, there were already four or five people sitting around the table. There were men and women among these people, and they all looked full of energy.

"Ying'er, come and sit here." A tall and thin young man stood up from the chair the moment he saw Lin Ying'er and walked towards Lin Ying'er with a smile on his face.

However, his smile suddenly froze when he saw Wang Zijun.

"We can just sit here." Lin Ying'er seemed to pull Wang Zijun's hand deliberately and sat down on the other side of the table. Naturally, these small actions of the two people could not be hidden from Wang Zijun, and he did not speak.

, quietly sat down next to Lin Ying'er.

"Lin Ying'er, who is this? Please introduce it to us." A woman who was a little fat but had a good face asked Lin Ying'er with a smile.

"My name is Wang Zijun, and I am Ying'er's brother." Wang Zijun nodded towards these young people and said with a smile.

Lin Ying'er's brother, these words immediately made several men who were originally very hostile to Wang Zijun look away, but the price for what he said was Lin Ying'er's white little hands. I don't know when

Pinch him on the arm.

It really hurts. When did this girl become proficient in this skill? Wang Zijun felt happy and casually patted Lin Ying'er's palm. However, when he patted his palm, Wang Zijun quickly took it back.

, after all, this gentle clapping is really a bit too intimate.

But the moment he retracted his hand, Lin Ying'er had already glanced at him with half-joyful eyes, and then ignored Wang Zijun and looked at several other classmates.

"I really envy Shu Zitong. Not only did she marry into a good family, she was also assigned to a good unit like the Municipal Finance Bureau.

"The fat woman sitting not far from Lin Ying'er sighed towards Lin Ying'er after saying a few words to others.

"Zhao Ling, you don't just envy others, maybe you can find someone better in the future?" Lin Ying'er was very fond of this Zhao Ling and explained softly to Zhao Ling.

Although Zhao Ling was envious, she was very self-aware. She curled her lips and said with a smile: "I know what my level is. I just need to find an average person to make do with it. If there is hope here, it is you, Ying'er, Zhao Guohua."

The conditions at home are very good.”

Having said this, Zhao Ling pursed her lips towards the young man who had just stood up, and then said loudly: "Zhao Guohua, you didn't talk about sports, do you really want our Ying'er to go to the elementary school?"

Supporting teachers in mountain villages are suffering!"

Lin Ying'er's expression suddenly changed. He didn't expect Zhao Ling to say such words. If it was before, she wouldn't have taken it seriously, but now she said this in front of Brother Zijun,

Lin Ying'er just didn't agree.

Just when Lin Ying'er's expression changed, Zhao Xiaoqian, who was walking with Lin Ying'er, changed the subject and said: "Don't just look at Zi Tong's current scenery. In fact, she was still sulking just now.

Their husband's family is also a bit domineering, because most of the relatives and friends of Zitong's family are workers at the Second Light Factory, so they were all lined up in the hall regardless of their closeness."

"The lobby is not bad!" A male classmate said casually while drinking water.

"What do you know? The lobby and the private rooms are completely different. I heard that even the dishes ordered are different. Shu Zitong's husband's family saved the entire hotel, but did not arrange a private table for her family. This is not

Are you bullying someone?" Zhao Xiaoqian said while drinking water and complaining.

"Zhao Xiaoqian, don't just say this. The Yongfei family has no choice but to rely on Yongfei's father's face. There are many leaders coming this time. You can't let the leaders sit in the hall." Zhao Guohua said from

He pinched a candy on the table and placed it next to Lin Ying'er, and said to Zhao Xiaoqian in his mouth.

"Then you can't prepare two dishes, right?" Zhao Xiaoqian was not a good person, so she casually pushed through.

Wang Zijun didn't pay much attention to this little friction. After all, it was someone else's marriage, and there was no point in talking about it so much.

Lin Ying'er grabbed the melon seeds with her white hands and plucked them gently. The melon seeds she plucked were not eaten, but were placed one by one in the small plate. The white small plate with the opened melon seeds looked very

Extremely heartwarming.

"Brother Zijun, when Wang Zijun guessed what Lin Ying'er was going to do, Lin Ying'er had already placed the recorded melon seeds in front of him. Looking at the melon seeds piled up one by one under the light, the prince

Jun's heart suddenly twitched.

"I know brother Zijun, this is your favorite food." Lin Ying'er smiled softly and said casually to everyone around her.

Zhao Guohua's face, who was debating with Zhao Xiaoqian, suddenly changed, but he concealed it very well, and instantly covered up the dissatisfaction on his face.

"Lin Ying'er, Zhao Xiaoqian." Just when everyone at the table was a little surprised, a woman wearing a red dress walked over quickly. In terms of appearance, this woman was of average appearance, with a bright smile on her face.

The smile also looked very bright.

"Zitong, congratulations!" Lin Ying'er stood up and smiled at the woman, trying to pull her to speak.

"Ying'er, I don't have time to sit down. Don't look at me now. When you get married, you will know how tired I am." As Shu Zitong spoke, her eyes fell on Zhao Guohua.

On the face: "Guohua, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao are here and want you to go to Fuyuan Hall

Sit down." Hearing what Shu Zitong said, Zhao Guohua's face showed a hint of pride. After all, being able to sit in the small hall is a very honorable thing: "Zitong, I won't go.

You tell my parents and I feel comfortable sitting with them."

Shu Zitong is a woman with a clever mind. When Zhao Guohua spoke, he already understood what Zhao Guohua meant. He glanced at Lin Ying'er and she smiled softly and said: "Ying'er, how about you do the same?"

Go there, the space there is not small anyway, and sitting there and getting to know a few people will be helpful to you in the future."

"No need." Lin Ying'er didn't expect that her classmate would actually involve herself, and even involve her in front of Wang Zijun. She immediately straightened her face and said in a deep voice.

Shu Zitong was actually very unhappy today. The arrangement of seats made him feel that he was inferior in front of her husband's family. Although he wanted to get angry, his father's words made her feel uncomfortable.

He suppressed the fire. At this moment, when he heard that Lin Ying'er rejected his request, the anger in his heart rose a little: "Ying'er, do you want to take the exam?"

As for the volunteers, it's not easy to arrange them in Jiang Province, so when you come to Shan Province, prepare to find a good place. It won't do you any harm to get to know a few more people. By the way, there is an old man from Chen Lianghong's father in Fuyuan Hall.

My friend, I heard that he is the office director of the Youth League and Provincial Committee. If you pour him a glass of wine, he will definitely get a good seat for you when the time comes."

When Lin Ying'er went to school in Jiang Province, she always kept a low profile and never talked about what she did at home. This time she came to Shan Province to take the test as a volunteer, and she knew the purpose.

When she heard these words, the grievances she had suppressed in her heart suddenly burst out.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, and Lin Ying'er said in a deep voice: "No, I won't go." "Ying'er, let's go and make friends with him later, and see if we can stop going down there."

Support education." When Zhao Guohua heard what Shu Zitong said, he suddenly became excited and stood up while talking.

Lin Ying'er's trembling shoulders were naturally felt by Wang Zijun who was sitting next to him. Looking at the trembling Lin Ying'er, Wang Zijun gently grabbed Lin Ying'er's little hand and said lightly: "Since Ying'er

I've already said it, so you don't need to persuade me anymore." Wang Zijun has been in power for many years and has naturally developed an aura. Although he said it in an understatement, there is an aura that no one can doubt.

Lin Ying'er, who was still feeling aggrieved, felt infinite warmth in her heart the moment her palm was grasped by Wang Zijun. All the things that happened just now disappeared completely at this moment. She felt that at this moment,

That's when you are happiest.

Lin Ying'er looked at Wang Zijun, and naturally she couldn't hide it from Zhao Guohua. He glared at Wang Zijun fiercely, but in the end he swallowed it. He stood up from his seat and said coldly.

: “Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t have the ability.

What you say will delay the future of others." As he left, Shu Zitong also said that he would toast later and followed Zhao Guohua. At this time, other people at the dinner table looked at Wang Zijun's

His gaze also became a little strange.

Faced with this look, Wang Zijun was very indifferent, but Lin Ying'er couldn't bear it. She took her small bag in her hand, stood up and said: "Brother Zijun, it's too messy here, let's eat somewhere else."

Okay." Although the two parties involved have already left, facing this situation, Wang Zijun was not willing to stay here anymore. He nodded towards Lin Ying'er, then stood up and walked towards Zhuo with Lin Ying'er.

Went outside.

"Ying'er, we are here to eat anyway, let's leave after eating!" Zhao Xiaoqian had a very good relationship with Lin Ying'er. Seeing that he was about to leave, she hurriedly persuaded Lin Ying'er softly.

No. You go ahead and eat. Brother Zijun and I still have something to do... Lin Ying'er smiled at Zhao Xiaoqian, turned around and followed Wang Zijun.

"What does this person do? If he is really Lin Ying'er's boyfriend, he should help Ying'er think about it. Is he really willing to let Lin Ying'er go to the village to teach?" After the two left the table, one

The male classmate said with a hint of jealousy on his face.

Lin Ying'er, who is the senior member of the school, can be said to be the dream lover of all the male students. At this time, this dream lover actually has a name. This makes many people who have fantasies about her feel very sad.

Not angry.

"That's right, what a great opportunity. The director of the Provincial Youth League Committee Office is here. If we can get to know each other, it will definitely be of great benefit to Lin Ying'er. This person only cares about himself and is completely selfish."

Although there was a lot of noise in the living room, the sound still fell in Wang Zijun's ears. Wang Zijun didn't take it seriously to the young people's comments. At his level, he was no longer with these young people.

It's time for people to care.

"Ying'er, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you." Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er were in the passage of the hall again. Wang Zijun asked Lin Ying'er with a smile.

"I want to eat noodles." Lin Ying'er was not polite, she blocked her mouth and said fiercely.

"Then let's go eat." The trace of unhappiness in Wang Zijun's heart disappeared completely in an instant. At this time, he thought it would be better not to eat here.

Just as they were walking out of the hall, a man in his forties was walking and making calls with his mobile phone. His voice was very loud, and he seemed to be very imposing.

"Old Chen, this matter" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and looked at Wang Zijun who was about to leave. His body, which had been standing tall, suddenly bent down.

"Secretary Wang, why are you here?" After saying this, Lin Shuqiang smiled and said: "Look at my mouth, of course you are here to eat. Have you made arrangements? If you don't have me, I will let someone else do it."

You prepare a private room."

"No need, Director Shuqiang, let's eat outside." Wang Zijun waved his hand gently, signaling to Lin Shuqiang not to bother.

Although Wang Zijun did not win over Lin Shuqiang, Lin Shuqiang really wanted to get closer to Wang Zijun. In the past, he could not find the opportunity to invite Wang Zijun to dinner, but now he would let such a good opportunity pass.

"Wang Secretary, this is the time for dinner, and the restaurant's location is a bit tight. Besides, there are some dishes at Ford Restaurant that are particularly authentic. Since you are here, you should try them. I

Let people pack their things." As Lin Shuqiang spoke, he shouted to the waiters coming and going.

"Uncle Lin, my dad asked me to invite you. The banquet can begin." A young man in his twenties came to Lin Shuqiang and said softly to Lin Shuqiang.

Lin Shuqiang was calling the waiter, and when he saw the man coming, he hurriedly said: "Quan Zheng, you came just in time, hurry up and help me arrange a single room, not too many, but it must be quiet and clean."

The young man didn't expect that Lin Shuqiang would make such a request, and couldn't help but frown secretly. This time he was arranging a wedding for his brother. It could be said that the entire room in the Ford Hotel had been arranged. Now he wanted a clean and quiet private room, so he could

Where to find him! But this Uncle Lin is a relationship that his father values ​​​​very much. When he introduced him, he also said not to offend him. Now that he wants a private room, he really has to find a way.

"Old Lin, forget it. Don't embarrass others about finding a single room at this time. It's the same if we go out to find something to eat." Wang Zijun had no intention of spending time here. He waved to Lin Shuqiang and was about to leave.

Lin Shuqiang looked at this messy scene and thought to himself that he was a little stupid. How could a quiet person like Secretary Wang eat here? However, he was unwilling to lose this opportunity to accompany Wang Zijun to eat. What was in his mind

In the blink of an eye, he said to Wang Zijun in a deep voice: "Wang Shuji, I know a place where the fish is cooked very authentically. Where should we go to eat it?"

"Shu Qiang, you are attending someone else's wedding banquet, how can you leave? I just want to have some food." Wang Zijun was really dumbfounded by Lin Shuqiang's attentiveness, but it is always better to be sincere to oneself than to confront oneself.

But the young man whom Lin Shuqiang called Quanzheng was guessing about Wang Zijun's identity.

I haven't arranged a private room here yet, but Lin Shuqiang over there actually thought about leaving with this young man without even attending the wedding banquet. Who is this person? How come he is so charming when he is sitting in front of Lin Shuqiang.

"Old Lin, everyone is waiting for you. If you can't come here, how can I leave my son and daughter-in-law to pour wine!" A hearty and enthusiastic voice rang out from the crowd, and with this voice

, a man who was less than fifty years old and looked very rich staggered over.

When Quanzheng saw the man, he immediately lowered his head. But Lin Shuqiang hurriedly said: "Old Chen,

Remember this meal for me first, I'm going to help Wang Shujing with some things." As he spoke, he pointed at old Chen and said: "Wang Shujing, this is Chen Minghai, deputy director of the Shanyuan City Construction Committee."

"Old Chen, this is when our Wang Shu introduced Wang Zijun, Lin Shuqiang's voice was deliberately raised by two points.

Although Chen Minghai worked in Shanyuan City, as a member of the officialdom, he had a good relationship with Lin Shuqiang. Looking at Lin Shuqiang's sincere and fearful expression, and listening to Lin Shuqiang's introduction, he immediately understood who the young man in front of him was.

Wang Zijun, the secretary in charge of the Youth League Provincial Committee, why is he here? Several thoughts ran through his heart in an instant, but all of them turned into one thought in an instant, that is, no matter what, invite Wang

〖Book〗I have a meal here. Although this does not mean anything, if word spreads, it will make my face more than just three points.

Although he has worked in Shanyuan City for many years, due to his connections, he was not able to invite a deputy department-level leading cadre to attend his son's wedding. Although he was an acquaintance with the deputy mayor in charge of urban construction in Shanyuan City, he

His position is not high enough for the deputy mayor to condescend to attend his son's wedding.

"Hello, Secretary Wang, I am Chen Minghai. Today is my son's wedding day. No matter what, you must give me face and have two drinks before leaving." Chen Minghai has been involved in official circles for many years.

He held Wang Zijun's hand and said with a smile.

Whether in the officialdom or among the people, as long as someone is holding a happy event at home, most of them will give face. Wang Zijun looked at Chen Minghai with a smile on his face and couldn't refuse directly for a while. Lin Shuqiang, who was standing next to Wang Zijun, looked at Chen Minghai.

Looking at the look of help I cast, I thought to myself that if I wanted to go somewhere else, Secretary Wang might not take me, but here, I could give Secretary Wang two glasses of wine anyway.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Lin Shuqiang also followed: "Wang Shuqiang, meeting by chance is worse than meeting by chance. Since Lao Chen is so enthusiastic, you should be careful about what you eat here."

"Then let's eat something." Wang Zijun shook his head. Human society and national conditions are like this. If you don't eat here, you won't give others face. Wang Zijun also needs to be lenient to Lin Shuqiang to stabilize the work of the Youth League Provincial Committee, and he can't be too easy on him.

Can't get off the stage.

"Director Chen, congratulations. I came here in a hurry. Director Lin, give me a gift later." Wang Zijun made a decision in his heart and ordered Lin Shuqiang calmly.

For Chen Minghai, the fact that Wang Zijun could stay was his biggest face. As for the betrothal gifts and the like, he really didn't pay attention to them. He nodded towards Lin Shuqiang, and then he said to Wang Zijun with a smile on his face.

He made a gesture of invitation and waved to his son standing beside him, indicating that he should go over and inform the main room first.

Under Chen Minghai's warm greeting, Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er walked towards the largest private room of Ford Hotel casually.

"Old sister-in-law, Lianghong has married a daughter-in-law, but you have lost one wish. On this happy day, you should drink more!" Some thin middle-aged people glanced at Shu Zitong's face,

He said with a smile.

Shu Zitong is already used to this kind of gaze. As a bride today, there are too many people who say such things in front of her. But at this time, she is not as bowed as before.

She didn't speak, but secretly looked at the middle-aged man who was placed at the top, thinking even more about her husband's introduction to the middle-aged man just now.

Zhao Deyun, the deputy secretary-general of Shanyuan City's government that focuses on urban construction, is also the father of Zhao Guohua. In Shanyuan City, he is also a figure who can make the construction industry tremble just by stomping his feet.

"Secretary-General, you don't have to envy us. Guohua has also graduated from college. Maybe in a few days, we should drink his wedding wine?" Although Shu Zitong's mother-in-law is only the chairman of the trade union of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

, but in terms of conversation, it is generous and tight.

"Hahaha, we are also looking forward to this day, but this silly boy hasn't found a partner yet. I'm afraid he won't be able to enjoy his wedding this year." Zhao Deyun didn't speak. The person who spoke was Zhao Deyun's wife. She and Shu

Zi Tong's mother-in-law had been playing mahjong together for some years, so they talked very casually.

"Sister Cheng, you can't say that. If you want to say that Guohua needs good character and education, plus our family's family background, what kind of girl can't be found? I'm not bragging to you. If Guohua

If Hua spreads the news that she wants to get married, then your family will not have to change the threshold!" Shu Zitong's mother-in-law is very good at talking. As soon as she said these two sentences, everyone at the table burst into laughter.

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Zhao Guohua was sulking in his heart at this time. Hearing that his elders were talking about his marriage, he felt even more depressed. However, even if he was unhappy, he did not dare to express anything at this time. After all, many things still had their turn.

to speak to him.

"Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I'm so happy. Why are you talking about this! By the way, what's Lao Chen doing? You're waiting for him to start. Why haven't you come over yet?" Zhao Deyun glanced at his woman and said casually.

Open the topic.

"Director Lin was on the phone just now, and my wife went to invite him to a banquet." The groom, standing next to Shu Zitong, said politely.

Zhao Deyun nodded and looked at Shu Zitong's mother-in-law: "Sister-in-law, you have to let Zitong drink two more glasses of wine today from Director Lin. Just now I heard Director Lin say that the matter of Zitong has been discussed."

That’s it, you can go to work at the Provincial Department of Finance in two days.”

"Then I'd really like to have a drink with Director Lin. This matter has caused him a lot of trouble." The bright smile on the face of Shu Zitong's mother-in-law became a little deeper at this time. Standing beside her

Shu Zitong in the distance was very happy at this time. The Provincial Department of Finance was a unit that she had never dared to think about before, but now with a marriage, she has embarked on a completely different path.

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Although Chen Lianghong is not the person he liked when he was in college, he can bring him a comfortable life. And even if Lin Ying'er goes to teach in a poor area, she may not be as good as herself when she comes back three years later.

Thinking of Lin Ying'er, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Shu Zitong's mouth, this smile was full of pride.

"Mom, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Li, my dad asked us to add a chair quickly, guests are coming." Chen Quanzheng, who walked in quickly, said breathlessly.

"You kid, don't speak slowly." Mother-in-law Shu Zitong loved her little son very much. When she saw her little son panting, she muttered softly.

"Quanzheng, who is here?" Zhao Deyun is a member of the officialdom. He knew that Chen Minghai asked his son to inform him at this time, and the person who came must be not simple. He and Chen Minghai had a good relationship, so naturally he could not let him save face at this time.

My old friend was rude at his son's wedding banquet.

"I, I don't know, Quanzheng didn't find out the identity of Wang Zijun just now. He just knew that he was an important guest. When Zhao Deyun asked, he suddenly said anxiously: "I just saw Lin Lin.

My uncle was very polite to him and called him Wang Shuji."

"Wang Shuji?" Zhao Deyun frowned. In his memory, there seemed to be no deputy secretary named Wang in Shanyuan City.

"What does Wang's [Book] look like?" A tall, thin middle-aged man sitting not far from Zhao Deyun asked softly.

"More than 20 years old, looks very young." Quan Zheng scratched his head, not sure about his description.

"Secretary Wang, Secretary Wang?" The man murmured a few words and suddenly said: "Old Zhao, hurry up and add stools. The only Secretary Wang who can be respected by Director Lin Shuqiang is so much.

Wang Shu, the tall, thin, middle-aged man who was in charge of the work of the Youth League Provincial Committee, changed his face and said to Zhao Deyun with certainty...!