Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Secretary Dong, this is the restructuring plan of the cotton imitation garment factory that the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission mistakenly came over. We agree in principle with most of Deliang Company's proposals, but we cannot hand over the cotton garment factory to them for free. Therefore, what the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission wants to do is It is to ask Deliang Company to pay one million for the transfer of this company." Feng Zhichang took a reworked plan and gently placed it on Dong Guoqing's desk.

Investing one million to acquire a cotton imitation clothing factory? Dong Guoqing's eyes flashed with coldness inadvertently. Before he could start speaking, Dang Heng, who was sitting aside, said in a deep voice: "Mayor Feng, this job from the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission... Is this suggestion too childish? Not to mention anything else, the cotton imitation clothing factory spent a lot of money just on the new equipment last year!" Although Feng Zhichang was a little unhappy with Dang Heng's questioning, there was still no trace of trace on his face. He was dissatisfied, but smiled and said: "Secretary-General of the Party, your mood is understandable. But things cannot be viewed this way. Now the Mianfang Garment Factory is not the emperor's daughter who has no worries about getting married, but is insolvent! If we seize it If you refuse to let it go, the only way out is bankruptcy. If nothing else, []

Thousands of workers in this cotton imitation factory are suddenly unemployed, which is a huge unstable factor." "Although Deliang Company's merger and acquisition conditions are somewhat harsh, as the saying goes, the most selective buyers are Sincere customers. The more this happens, the more it means they are sincere in the merger and acquisition.

Once the merger is successful, the government will no longer have to worry about cotton imitation clothing factories, and cotton imitation clothing factories can also go into battle with ease and contribute to the economic development of Dongpu City. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone!" Feng Zhichang said eloquently. , and it is reasonable and well-founded. Although Dang Heng feels that there are many things wrong with this, he has never been in charge of industry and knows nothing about industrial projects. Therefore, when talking, he has nothing to do with Feng Zhichang, the leader. The deputy mayor of industry has a big gap.

Dong Guoqing's attitude undoubtedly explains everything, and if he, the secretary-general, did not have Dong Guoqing's support, he would not be qualified to discuss economic work with Feng Zhichang.

"Secretary-General of the Party, please attend the meeting on behalf of the next generation. I still have some things to discuss with the Secretary-General, so I won't go through with it." Dong Guozhuang said in a deep voice, Dang Heng, whose expression changed. He knew in his heart that Dong Guoqing's intention of asking him to go to the meeting was very obvious: he just wanted to get rid of him and tell him that he didn't have to worry about this matter anymore. Although he was a little uncomfortable with Dong Guoqing's attitude, he still felt that Dong Guoqing was After years of obeying orders, Dang Heng still chose to obey.

Caring about the work of the next generation will make Dang Heng dizzy. Because without Dong Guoqing's attendance, Dang Heng naturally became the top leader attending the meeting. After listening to the statement of the person in charge of the relevant working committee, After his speech, Dang Heng read the manuscript prepared by the secretary step by step.

It’s just that Dang Heng was a little distracted during today’s meeting. All he could think about was the report Feng Zhichang gave to Dong Shiqing. One million. Thinking of this number and some data he knew about the cotton imitation clothing factory, Dang Heng Heng felt very uncomfortable.

"Secretary-General of the Party, we will arrange a drink at Dongpu Hotel at noon. You should have a good drink!" Lao Shu, the head of the Related Working Committee, smiled like an orange peel and said softly to Dang Heng.

Dang Heng waved his hand and said: "Director Feng, you can make arrangements for the meal yourself. I have some things to do today, so I'm going to the dentist. In this way, you can accompany us old comrades well. As for signing the bill, I will say hello to you." The issue of the person in charge staying in Dangheng to eat and sign orders is still secondary. He mainly wants to have close contact with the Party Secretary-General through this meeting, so that in the future, the party can also deal with funding issues. The secretary-general took care of him. When he heard what Dang Heng said, he quickly tried to persuade him: "Secretary-General, you see it's already noon. If you don't eat something, people will say that I, Lao Feng, don't understand the rules."

"Okay, I remember your wishes, but I really have something to do. You greet me here first, and I will treat you to dinner when I have time later." Dang Heng casually patted Lao Feng on the shoulder, and then He walked out with a smile on his face.

After leaving the conference room, the driver Xiao Chen had been waiting in the car for a long time. When he saw Dang Heng coming, he hurriedly ran out of the car and helped Dang Heng open the door. He put one hand on the top of the door and waited for Dang Heng to sit down. Get in the car.

"Secretary-General, where are we going?" Xiao Chen asked for instructions as he started the car.

"Go to the cotton imitation clothing factory." Dang Heng waved his hand gently and said in a deep voice.

Xiao Chen was stunned. He never thought that Dang Heng would ask him to go to this place. Although he was very suspicious in his heart, looking at Dang Heng's stern face, he still closed his mouth very wisely.

The car was driving in the off-duty traffic, and the speed was not very fast. After more than ten minutes, it stopped at the gate of the cotton imitation clothing factory. Looking at the five characters "cotton imitation clothing factory" written in red paint on the tightly closed door, Dang Heng felt a little confused.

"Secretary-General, should we stop here?" Xiao Chen asked softly after seeing Dang Henghao's lack of reaction for a while.

"No need to stop." Dang Heng waved his hand gently, and was about to signal Xiao Chen to drive away when he accidentally turned his head and found that not far away, there was a familiar figure sitting opposite the cotton imitation clothing factory. At the entrance of a small restaurant, it looked very leisurely.

Different from the familiar suits and leather shoes, this person was wearing a very popular T-shirt at this time.

T-shirt, denim trousers on the lower body, and the hairstyle that seemed to be specially combed, at first glance, he looked like a college student who had just entered the society.

If he wasn't too familiar with this person, and if the moves were deeply ingrained in Dang Heng's memory, Dang Heng would simply not believe his eyes. But the facts told him that what he saw was not wrong at all. The man was sitting in the shop.

"parking."

Dang Heng's sudden order made Xiao Chen a little uncomfortable as he was about to leave. However, the young man was so smart that he still fulfilled Dang Heng's instructions very well. The car that had just started stopped in an instant.

"Xiao Chen, please park the car here, I have something to do." As Dang Heng spoke, he opened the car door and walked out.

When Dang Heng walked to the door of the shop, Wang Zijun saw him. After smiling at Dang Heng, Wang Zijun pointed to the seat opposite him and said: "Have you eaten yet? If not, let's have a drink." Order it?"

Dang Heng was not polite and sat down directly opposite Wang Zijun. Looking at a bottle of beer and two small cold dishes on the table, he smiled and whispered: "Mayor Wang, you are really in a good mood! "It's good to change the taste occasionally. I'm tired of this braised pork, and I still want to eat some braised pork. We usually socialize a lot, and eating is a pain. How can we eat so freely?" Wang Zijun said as he picked up the food. Qingcai said with a smile.

Dang Heng picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a guest at the next table say with emotion: "Brother Zhao, we have been in the factory for so many years, and we have watched helplessly as others bought our factory and sold our own."

Like a child, I feel uncomfortable!"

"Well, these days, becoming an official depends on the backstage, and making money depends on fooling around. If you don't have the ability to fix the factory, you have the ability to bring it down!"

Only then did Dang Heng notice that there were six or seven people sitting in this small shop. These people were all around 30 or 40 years old. Because of the hot weather, many of them were shirtless.

Others wore white vests from cotton garment factories.

"Whether this factory is sold or not is not decided by us workers, but by the city government. So what if we don't want to sell it?" Among the six or seven people sitting on the top is a broad-faced man in his forties.

He picked up the beer in the sex cup in front of him, took a sip and sighed.

Although there were a lot of men among them, the dishes in front of them were as many as those on Wang Zijun's table. The men sitting at the table were chatting and drinking, but few of them were picking up food.

The middle-aged man's words immediately calmed down the already lively scene. Everyone looked at the man who spoke, but they didn't say anything and just drank.

This group of people were eating food in their mouths for a while. They didn't say anything, but they were extremely angry. The anger was directed first at the leaders of the factory, and then at Factory Wu. Everyone said something to each other, and they were filled with anger.

Like a wind that has lost its direction, it blows here and there.

"Bang"

A shirtless man in his twenties punched the table: "Brother Zhao, what will we do if the factory is sold? You didn't look at the Chenguang Cotton Imitation Factory in Sanhu City. You said it well at the beginning, as if we

These workers took a huge advantage, but later on, they drove away most of the workers!"

"I heard from Lao Han that our factory's equipment is quite advanced. As long as we invest a certain amount of money in technological innovation, maybe the factory can survive. Tell me, why don't these officials understand this?"

"Tsk! Officials don't understand? They all know it in their hearts!" "Oh, now when you look at the workshops and equipment in the factory, everything you see is sentimental. When your nose is sore, it will affect your eyes, which will hurt them all day long.

It’s all wet. I really don’t want to sell this dining position!”

The man known as Brother Zhao also said in frustration: "These gangsters are all thinking about selling the factory. Can we stop them by issuing a few complaints?"

A basin of cold water was poured down, and the bustling scene immediately stopped.

After listening to all this, Dang Heng understood a little bit why Mayor Wang was drinking here. He looked at Wang Zijun who was eating quietly, and thought to himself, even though he was several years older than Wang Zijun, when it came to his head,

There is really some difference between melons.

"Brother Zhao, we have nothing to eat anyway, so we might as well make a big fuss with them! Isn't the city government studying our matter? Then let's go to the city hall for a sit-down and talk about our plan."

This sentence was echoed by hundreds of people, and everyone seemed to have made an appointment. They wolfed down the dishes on the table and left the restaurant.

"Mayor Wang, is it really possible for this imitation cotton garment factory to become prosperous?" Dang Heng looked at a group of workers leaving and asked Wang Zijun softly.

Wang Zijun smiled, and just as he was about to speak, he saw two waiters starting to clean up the mess on the table, muttering dissatisfiedly: "There are so many people here, and we only ate more than twenty yuan of food. It’s not enough to serve them!”

"Okay, Xiaomei, it's not easy for these workers. They tailor their clothes and eat by looking at the pot. With so little money, who is willing to spend so much money?" The waiter cleared the table and joked: "The food is really clean, just like a cat." generally!"

"It's not enough for us to let them eat here." When Xiaomei said this, she seemed to have thought of something: "I went shopping with my boss today and heard that someone was stealing meat from the market. When I asked, I found out it was cotton clothing. The butcher, a worker in the factory, was going to beat him, but after hearing how pitiful he was, he finally gave him a piece of meat as a gift!"

Wang Zijun, who was talking to Dang Heng, put down his chopsticks when he heard the waiter's words. Dang Heng, who was sitting opposite him, looked extremely ugly.

"Mayor Wang, do you think the cotton imitation clothing factory can be saved?"

Wang Zijun looked at Dang Heng with a solemn face, pondered for a moment and said: "There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and if there is a road, it is also a dead end. We cannot let it go. We must try our best to move in the best direction, at least better than turning a blind eye. Watch this factory go to a dead end!"

Dang Heng nodded subconsciously after listening to Wang Zijun's words. He simply ordered two bowls of noodles, and the two of them walked out of the small restaurant.

The sun at noon was getting hotter and hotter. The brand of the cotton imitation clothing factory opposite seemed to be blooming with little rays of light under the sunlight. Looking at this huge brand, Wang Zijun turned to look at Lou Heng and said: "Enterprise restructuring. There is not only one way to sell."

After getting into the car where Dong Ermin came to pick him up, Wang Zijun was still immersed in thought. Like Dang Heng, Wang Zijun did not expect to meet Dang Heng in his luck. Although he was from Dong Guoqing, Wang Zijun But I felt a lot more comfortable after talking to Dang Heng.

The air conditioner was turned on in the office, which was like a world of ice and fire compared to the baking outside. Wang Zijun was just about to take a nap when the phone rang.

"Hey, is this Mayor Zijun?" Wang Zijun was startled when he heard the familiar yet unfamiliar voice on the other end of the phone, and then said: "Oh, Director Chen, you haven't contacted me for some time. What are you busy with?" Woolen cloth?"

The moment each figure flashed through his mind, Wang Zijun remembered from his memory who the caller was: Chen Yuanhe from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.

"Oh, it's such an honor. I wonder why you still remember me. Brother Wang, you are busy with everything all day long, and every move you make attracts the attention of the public. Have you offended someone recently?" Chen Yuanhe saw that Wang Zijun actually heard him. The voice was obviously very happy.

Offending someone? Chen Yuanhe's call made Wang Zijun feel an ominous premonition for a moment. However, the more time passed by, the calmer Wang Zijun became.

"How can anyone who has some official position not offend others?"

Chen Yuanhe did not laugh. He said in a deep voice: "There are many people accused. As long as there is no real evidence, they will not be able to get away with it in the end. But brother Zijun, if I say it from the bottom of my heart, I am afraid that others will think hard." Sue you!"

When Wang Zijun heard this, his mind was spinning rapidly. He had done a lot of tightrope walking recently, but they were all on the sidelines of the law, and none of his actions blatantly violated the rules.

"Brother Chen, those who are turbid will become turbid, and those who are pure will become clear. As for me, I believe you understand me. If I am upright, I am not afraid of my shadow being distorted."

"Brother, of course I understand who you are. But sometimes spittle can drown people. Someone sent a photo of you and a woman to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection." After Chen Yuanhe said this, he took a deep breath.

He said: "Based on my many years of experience, these photos should probably be in the hands of every provincial cadre in the entire compound."

A photo with a woman? Wang Zijun’s heart tightened!

"Really, someone couldn't have taken a photo of me. If that's the case, I really have nothing to say!"

Chen Yuanhe didn't expect that Wang Zijun would still have the heart to joke with him, so he smiled and said: "Don't you think it's not sensational enough? Of course it's not a luo photo.

Chen Yuanhe's answer made Wang Zijun breathe a sigh of relief. He thought that as long as it wasn't a nude photo, it would be fine. He pondered for a moment and then said: "Brother Chen, you should have seen that photo. Who is that woman?"

Woolen cloth?"

"The person mentioned in the report letter is Zhang Lujia. Zijun, you have to pay attention. Secretary Ye of the Discipline Inspection Commission was serious about what he said."

Secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection Ye Huating is a cadre who came from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. He has only been in Shanxi Province for less than two months, but he is known throughout Dongpu City for his tough tactics. However, for Secretary Ye who can quickly open up a situation in the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection

, Wang Zijun also has another understanding.

This Secretary Ye had a special relationship with Yang Dulu before he came to Shan Province. After coming to Shan Province, he became very close to Hu Yifeng. But such a person was not of any benefit to him.

"Brother Chen, do you have this photo? I would like to see how they arranged the arrangement for me and Sister Lu Jia."

"I don't have the photo here." Chen Yuanhe paused and then said: "But I have a copy here. Do you have a fax machine there?...

Wang Zijun smiled and said, "Brother Chen, thank you. I'll treat you to a drink when I get back.

Although he didn't see the photo, Wang Zijun was mostly relieved at this time. He had a good relationship with Chen Yuanhe and knew Chen Yuanhe's character very well. He knew that not only did this person look unfamiliar, but he also

I am still very principled in some things. If I

If it was really difficult to turn over, he would never send the photo to himself. "Zhizhizhizhi" As the fax machine rang softly, a photo appeared on Wang Zijun's desktop. Although the photo was not very clear, the prince

Jun still recognized the two people in the photo at first glance.

On the left side of the photo, she is standing with a smile on her face, and on the other side, Zhang Lujia is also smiling sweetly. This is nothing, but the bad thing is that Zhang Lujia's hand is holding her waist tightly.

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This twist makes people think a lot, and if it were released, it would be impossible to explain it.

When did he and Zhang Lujia take such a photo? Wang Zijun, with thoughts flashing in his mind, looked at the surrounding environment again, but saw a patch of green leather and a big tree all around.

Looking at this environment, Wang Zijun suddenly had a thought in his mind. He thought that he went to Mr. Zhang's place some time ago, and Zhang Lujia got a camera from somewhere and played with it there.

At that time, he reminded Zhang Lujia to delete these photos. How did they spread to the outside world?

Just as Wang Zijun was thinking deeply, the phone rang. After looking at the caller number, Wang Zijun calmly picked up the phone.

"Hello, Zijun, I'm Lu Jia, there seems to be a thief in my house." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little anxious.

Wang Zijun, who had almost guessed the cause of the matter, calmed down at this time. He said quietly: "Sister Lu Jia, it's okay, speak slowly.,,

"I have been staying with the old man at the military branch's family home for the past two days. Today I went home to pick up things and found signs that the house had been tampered with." "Then what was lost?"

"Nothing else was lost, not even the thousand yuan I kept at home, but the photo of us two was gone." When Zhang Lujia mentioned the photo, there was already emotion in her voice.

A hint of crying.

Speaking of that photo, Zhang Lujia felt like she wanted to cry. After the photo was taken, Wang Zijun asked him to delete it. Zhang Lujia was really reluctant to leave it and kept it secretly.

At that time, she felt that as long as she put it away, no one would know, so she carefully hid the photo in a secret place. But now, the photo has been lost.

Zhang Lujia is considered to be a member of the officialdom, but the more she thinks about that photo, the more frightened she becomes. She really regrets it now. The man she loves is the mayor of a city. How can he accomplish great things if his belt is not fastened tightly?

Woolen cloth?

According to the extent of that photo, the matter is big or small, but now there are countless people in the city staring at Wang Zijun. If someone uses this to give Wang Zijun eye drops, then for Wang Zijun, it is

A big blow.

You must know that as the youngest department-level cadre in the province and the acting mayor of Dongpu City, you don't know how many eyes are staring at this beloved man, let alone how many people are ready to add insult to injury.

"It's okay, we are not afraid of slanted shadows. Isn't it just a photo? It's nothing special." Wang Zijun knew that the matter had reached this point, and it was no longer just complaining that could solve the matter. Instead of letting Zhang Lujia fall into regret,

It's better to enlighten her properly so that she doesn't have to worry about it.

When things don't go wrong, prevention should naturally be the priority, but things have become like this, and Wang Zijun feels that he has no choice but to face it bravely.

After enlightening Zhang Lujia for a few words, Wang Zijun gently put down the phone. Although he was very successful in enlightening Zhang Lujia, standing in the room, Wang Zijun felt that there was a storm coming towards him.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Nie Hejun called. During the call, Nie Hejun did not talk about the photos, but after asking about the work in Dongpu City, Nie Hejun smiled and said: "Comrade Zijun,

You are alone in the East

It’s not possible in Pu City. I think it’s better to let Xiao Bei come to Shan Province. In this way, I told Mr. Mo about this matter. As for the position, you don’t have to worry about it. Whatever Xiao Bei wants to do, I can take any position in Shan Province.

How about choosing? Generous enough?

Wang Zijun knew the meaning of Nie Hejun's words. If it were in the past, he might have shied away, but at this time, he smiled and said: "Secretary Nie, thank you for your kindness. I applaud your proposal with both hands: It's just that

I have to leave it to you for Xiaobei's work."

"Isn't this a plan? Your work in Dongpu City is very good now. Zijun, you need to cooperate more with Comrade Guoqing to get the work in Dongpu City up. There is another thing that Zijun you must pay special attention to. That is

Make good contact with the people below, and the National People's Congress will be held in two months."

Nie Hejun's meaning is very obvious, that is, you, the mayor, have not gone through the legal process, and you still need to be elected by the National People's Congress. The more at this time, the more important it is to win over people's hearts.

"Yes, Secretary Nie, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your hopes." Wang Zijun said to Nie Hejun with gratitude.

"Well, do it well. I think you will be able to do something good in Dongpu City and show it to me!" After Nie Hejun finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

After Nie Hejun made the call, Guo Xianwei from the Organization Department of the Provincial Party Committee called again. During this call, Guo Xianwei reminded Wang Zijun to be careful and also told him that this kind of complaint letter was almost

Every provincial cadre received a copy, and some good people posted photos online.

"Dong dong dong"

Just when Wang Zijun hung up the phone on Guo Xianwei, Liu Yanfu knocked on the door and walked in. He sat down next to Wang Zijun's desk. Liu Yanfu first reported on the financial revenue and expenditure of Dongpu City in the past two months.

In these reports, Liu Yanfu, who had never made many mistakes, made several mistakes that should not have been made one after another.

"Mayor Liu, did you work overtime last night?" Wang Zijun picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then smiled and said, "I heard that my sister-in-law came to visit yesterday."

Looking at Wang Zijun with a smirk on his face, Liu Yanfu felt really guilty. His wife came yesterday. Although he was filled with rare interest, he soon became unable to do the homework between husband and wife.

The places that should be soft are hard, the places that should be hard are

Fang softened. He had no choice but to reach out and caress his wife's chest, and she willingly let him caress her. In his affectionate caressing, he found bits and pieces of a feeling that a long separation was better than a newlywed.

During this period of time, his heart was not at peace either!

Therefore, the frequent mistakes in chemical reports had nothing to do with his wife. At this time, Liu Yanfu was really upset.

In addition to being grateful to Wang Zijun, Liu Yanfu also felt more like a confidant after such a long period of beating the boy. Therefore, after hearing the call from his acquaintance in the province, Liu Yanfu

I am very worried for Wang Zijun.

The issue of style is big or small. If you can't tie your belt tightly, how can you still do big things? But if you think it's small, isn't it just a bit of a break-up? If no one takes it seriously, then he really is not a one-time person.

It's a matter of fact, but if someone really bothers to pursue this matter, it can really ruin a person's reputation.

Now that Wang Zijun has been involved in this whirlpool, Liu Yanfu is very worried about Wang Zijun's situation. He knows that this kind of complaint letter is definitely not just a complaint letter, but the black hand hidden behind the complaint letter.

It is the object that Wang Zijun should pay most attention to.

"Zijun, don't talk about me yet." Liu Yanfu took out a cigarette and lit it for Zijun, then looked at Wangzijun, and threw another cigarette in the cigarette box to Wangzijun.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Today a friend of mine from the province called me."

"Does it mean someone has sued me?" Wang Zijun said softly, looking at Liu Yanfu's hesitant expression.

"Well, you already know?" Liu Yanfu instinctively raised his head and looked at Wang Zijun with a calm face. He originally thought that Wang Zijun didn't know about it, but he didn't expect that Wang Zijun still knew better than him.

Be clearer too.

Wang Zijun lit up his cigarette and said with a smile: "How could you not know? I am the person involved in this matter and I know it better than you."

"You know why you are still so nonchalant, you are not afraid," Liu Yanfu was about to say calmly, but for a moment he felt that something was wrong with his words.

"Hey, it can't be true, and it can't be true. Why should you care about the false accusations of some villains? If you are upright, you are not afraid of a slanted shadow. If you die, the bird is facing up, and you will not die for tens of millions of years. I am afraid of being kicked out.

!" Wang Zijun said casually.

"Do you really have no problem?" Liu Yanfu asked hesitantly. After asking this question, Liu Yanfu felt that his level was a bit low, and he actually asked such a question that was really lacking in level.

"Of course there is no problem." Wang Zijun said with a dissatisfied look: "Do you think I am the kind of poor family? My daughter-in-law is not bad. But speaking of it, I really have a problem with Sister Lu Jia.

Some ideas.”

"When?" Liu Yanfu had just put his mind at ease, but when Wang Zijun said this, he immediately started to worry again. He secretly thought, Mayor Wang, Mayor Wang, are you just playing with your heartbeat? How can you admit this bluntly?

Where is it?

"I was twelve years old that year. I wanted to make some delicious food, and my sister's name made me cry so sweetly!" Wang Zijun said seriously.

"When I was twelve years old!" Liu Yanfu looked at the serious-looking Wang Zijun and felt his heart beating continuously. He took a long breath, then pointed at Wang Zijun with his finger and said:

"Mayor Wang, you really scared me to death!"

Seeing Liu Yanfu leaving his office with satisfaction, Wang Zijun took a sip of tea quietly. Wang Zijun was still very satisfied with the impromptu performance just now.

The Dongpu Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not long after Wang Zijun’s incident spread in the Provincial Party Committee, many people in the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government heard the news. And Dang Heng was one of them.

During the noon break, Dang Heng lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Wang Zijun's words about the cotton imitation clothing factory made him deeply touched. For a while, Wang Zijun appeared in his mind, and then Dong Guoqing appeared in his mind.

The two people's claims made him a little upset.

After tossing and turning for a long time, the party secretary-general finally fell asleep.

"Ding Ho, Ding"

The cheerful ringtone of the phone started ringing quickly just after Dang Heng fell asleep. Dang Heng could be said to hate the sudden ringing of the phone. He picked up the phone and wanted to give the person on the other side a hard scolding.

"Hey Brother Dang, what are you busy with?" A jittery voice came through the phone.

o was passed over.

When Dang Heng heard this voice, he was stunned. Who is this? Why didn't he remember hearing this voice? When he wondered if he had made a mistake, Dang Heng thought of the other person's title. Brother Dang, it should be him.

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"Who are you during lunch break?" Dang Heng asked impatiently.

"Brother Dang, look at what you said, it really makes my little sister so sad. It's rare that you are so cruel. Have you forgotten who my little sister is?" The voice on the other end of the phone became more and more plaintive, like a stranger.

Abandoned resentment.

Who is this? Dang Heng thought about the people he knew. It seemed that apart from his wife, he had never had sex with anyone else, let alone being cruel!

"Who are you? I'm telling you not to talk nonsense. If you talk nonsense again, I'll sue you for defamation." Dang Heng was so angry that he finally fell asleep, but was woken up by such a phone call.

"Brother Dang, why are you like this? You really made my little sister so sad. That time, after you were happy, you gave your little sister this phone number and asked me to call you. Why did you forget it?"

The voice on the other end of the phone could be said to be getting more and more plaintive. If he hadn't been sure that he really didn't have a lover, Dang Heng would have really thought that his lover had come to kill him.

"Crazy." As he spoke, Dang Heng was about to hang up the phone.

"Brother Dang, who are you saying is crazy?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly lost its buzzing tone and became very deep.

Hearing this low voice, the secretary-general who was about to hang up the phone quickly put the phone to his ear again and said sweetly: "Oh, my dear wife, I'm not talking about you!"

"Then who are you talking about?" the person on the other side said still reluctantly.

Dang Heng was becoming more and more awake at this time. Thinking of his wife's confused call, he suddenly said in a rough voice: "Xu Jie, don't you believe me, ah! You have grown up, haven't you? Come check me out.

Is that your room?"

Hearing that Dang Heng's voice became louder, Xu Jie's voice on the other side indeed became softer: "Hubby, don't be angry. I don't miss you when I call you like this?"

Dang Heng sighed helplessly. Although he secretly thought that you can't have me like this even if you have me in your heart, he said in his mouth: "Thank you for your concern, my wife. I received it."

"That's pretty much it, Brother Dang, I'm afraid that you will go astray. If that happens, how will you let us two live?" The person on the other end of the phone knew Dang Heng's character very well. On Dang Heng's side,

As soon as she softened, she immediately crawled over again. Her words were very gentle, but full of lethality.

Although Dang Heng knew that this was his wife's old trick, he still enjoyed it very much. He got on the bed and said with a smile: "Honey, how rare is it that you can't trust me so much?"

"It's not that I can't believe you, but it's just that you can't stay in Dongpu City all the time. Haven't you heard a great man say, man, it won't work if you don't release him."

A great man once said that the great man said such a thing. Dang Heng secretly laughed in his heart, but he did not reveal it in his mouth and said: "Wife, don't worry, I will definitely be honest and will never make any mistakes."

"I know that our party secretary-general is the best. In order to reward your awareness, I decided that as long as you don't go back to Shanyuan City, I will go to Dongpu City every week."

Being the secretary-general may seem very distracting to outsiders, but the ups and downs in it all reflect the fact that whoever does it knows. Dang Heng has not been back to Shanyuan City for two days because of work matters.

.The party secretary-general was very excited when he heard that his wife was coming.

"Okay, wife, why do you have this idea? By the way, what will Niuniu do when you come?"

"Just let her live with her grandma. I'm doing this for you, brother Dang. It's not that I don't believe in your character, but I'm not with you. I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold your temper for a while and make a mistake. Like the mayor of Dongpu City

, what a good person he is, why can’t you bear it because your wife is not around?”

Dang Heng originally enjoyed his wife's whispers, but when his wife mentioned Wang Zijun, he was stunned. He asked eagerly: "What did you say, who made what mistake?"

"Honey, you don't know yet, let me tell you, today our Discipline Inspection Commission Office received a document reporting your mayor, he was with another woman. Now there are rumors in the Provincial Party Committee compound about your young Mayor Wang

Because my wife was not around and I couldn't control myself, I made the mistake."

When Xu Jie said this, she said in a low voice: "In order to prevent you from making the same mistake again and to improve our family harmony, I decided to temporarily implement the three-guang policy on you and kill you when the three-guang policy cannot be implemented.

Light, eat up, squeeze out!"

If he heard such affectionate words in the past, the secretary-general of the party would definitely have his blood boiling, but now, his heart did feel a little cold. He couldn't think about the fact that just today at noon, he and he were sitting in a small restaurant chatting.

Mayor Wang, something like this actually happened.

But his wife Xu Jie is the deputy director of a department of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. Although she is mainly responsible for logistics, there are no big mistakes in what she said on some matters. After pondering for a moment, Dang Heng asked in a deep voice

Said: "Is this true?"

"Of course it's true, and I lied to you." Xu Jie was very dissatisfied that the man didn't respond to her affectionate words, and her voice was a bit harsh.

Dang Heng naturally knew what his wife was thinking, but he really wasn't in the mood at this time. After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Xu Jie, what's in that photo? It's...

Is it a luo photo?"

When Xu Jie heard this, she burst into laughter, and then sighed: "Oh, my Party Secretary-General, what are you doing if you don't want to live in the world? If all the photos are taken, how can your mayor still be stable?"

Go to work steadily? How are you feeling?

So, I said, you hate your mayor, you can't do this, right? Let me tell you, it's not a luo photo, but it's almost the same as a luo photo. The look of the two of them in love, anyone can see it.

There’s a problem.”!.

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