Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

In official circles, it is most important to follow the right person...

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com/《》Advertisement full text txt download If you follow the right person, your political future will be smooth. Otherwise, it will be equivalent to betting on the wrong opportunity, betting on the wrong treasure, and all your pitiful piety and loyalty are used in the wrong place. Even if you continue to

If you are capable, you will be dragged down by excuses such as squatting. Zhu Yuping was grateful to Wang Zijun not only because of this, but because Wang Zijun was about to leave, and he gave him a hand without saying a word.

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Zhu Yuping was hugging the big tree called Wang Zijun, but whether he could hold it firmly, firmly, or firmly depended on his ability to climb trees. Zhu Yuping felt that at this moment, he felt that the only option was to hang himself on a tree.

Only with determination can you truly become one with the big tree. What kind of feeling is this? It is the pleasure of hanging on a tree.

I don’t know how many people are eyeing the position of mayor, but Mayor Wang has predicted the change of wind direction in time. In officialdom, only those who are good at predicting the weather can set sail for a long voyage. Just like Wang

Mayor's chess

Feng, Zhu Yuping carefully observed Wang Zijun's chess playing. He left room for every move, and the chess game was controlled with a degree of relaxation. He drew when it was time to draw, won when it was time to win, and lost when it was time to lose. This made everyone who played chess with him feel uncomfortable.

It's as satisfying as smoking a cigarette.

Zhu Yuping, who was a little confused, slowly calmed down after getting excited. Looking at Wang Zijun's smile, he gradually understood.

This person was the only one who could make himself the mayor of Dongpu City. It was his efforts that made him unexpectedly become the new mayor of Dongpu City.

"Mayor Wang, I toast you. No matter where you go, I wish Yuping will always be your soldier!" Zhu Yuping picked up the tea cup again and said loudly to Wang Zijun.

In a numerically ranked hospital in Beijing, Wang Zijun was standing a little nervously in the hospital's office. Although the air conditioner in the office was turned on very low, the sweat on his palms was almost dripping.

"Zijun, sit down! Can you help me by just pacing around here?" Mr. Mo's majestic voice sounded in the office.

Wang Zijun looked at Mr. Mo and his grandfather who were sitting on the chair. Then he glanced at his parents and his father-in-law who were sitting beside him. He smiled awkwardly and tightened his foot to step out.

It stopped abruptly.

"Secretary Wang, our hospital's experts have conducted a comprehensive examination in the past two days. Your lover is fine. Don't worry, mother and son will be safe." A middle-aged man in military uniform standing not far from Mr. Mo said towards him.

Wang Zijun smiled and comforted softly.

Wang Zijun smiled at the man. He had known the results of this examination for a long time. But he was still a little worried in his heart. He had experienced this moment in his previous life, and he knew that the most difficult person at this time was Mo Xiaobei.

While waiting nervously, Wang Zijun couldn't help but think of the woman who was now safely involved in the entertainment industry. In the scene back then, it was that woman who gave birth to his first child.

"Chief, what would you like to name this child?" Mr. Wang said to Mr. Mo in a habitual tone of asking for instructions.

Mr. Mo paused the crutch in his hand. He pondered for a moment and then said: "What's the problem with the name? It's up to you to decide. Guangrong and Zijun's names are very good!"

"That...that Zijun's name was given by Guangrong." Mr. Wang picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of water, hiding the embarrassment on his face.

"So, Old Wang, you have no clue right now?" Mr. Mo glanced at Mr. Wang and said softly: "I told you before that you have to plan everything in advance. It's been ten months.

, you don’t even have a name ready?”

"Chief, it's not that I'm not prepared, it's that I've prepared too much, and I don't think it's going to work." It was as if Mr. Wang had returned to the battlefield back then, and he directly used the word "chief".

When two old men were talking, let alone Wang Zijun, even Wang Guangrong and Mo Dongyuan had no room to interrupt...

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"Then let Zijun do it himself." Mr. Mo smiled and made the final decision.

Just when the two old men, who were nearly two hundred years old together, looked at Wang Zijun, a young nurse quickly ran out of the delivery room. She announced with joy on her face: "It's a natural birth. It's a seven-year-old baby."

A boy who weighs a lot of pounds."

As soon as his words came out, the office suddenly became filled with joy, and the two old men who had always been the calmest stood up from their chairs.

"Two old chiefs, congratulations!" The middle-aged soldier is the director of this hospital. He has endless things to do every day, but today he made an exception. After Mr. Mo came to the hospital, he specifically put down his hands.

I came here to accompany him because of my work. When I heard that the child was born successfully, I took a long breath and finally let go of a stone in my heart.

Although he had already heard from the report of the medical expert team that there would be no problems, he was still afraid of the worst if something happened. He was still afraid that a small problem would cause him to lose the respect of the old chief.

Under the leadership of the two old men, the dozen or so people in the room walked vigorously towards the ward. Prince Jun, who was surprised by the news and stayed there, was pushed by his mother Zhao Xuehua.

Then he followed his mother and others towards the ward.

A dozen steps away was a ward with an ensuite. In the clean and tidy room, Mo Xiaobei was lying there quietly, and not far from her hospital bed, a little baby was lying quietly.

lying on the crib.

Looking at this young life, Wang Zijun's heart felt as if it was touched by a gentle hand. He wanted to reach out and pick up this little life, but in the end he retracted his hand.

Let this little guy have a good sleep. After muttering pitifully to himself, Wang Zijun came to Mo Xiaobei's side. Looking at Mo Xiaobei who looked a little pale, he felt heartbroken.

"Thank you for your hard work." Wang Zijun took Mo Xiaobei's hand and said softly.

"Zijun, look at your son, he's so ugly. Why does he look like a little old man?" Mo Xiaobei responded, with a satisfied smile on his face.

The arrival of a little life filled both the Mo family and the Wang family with joy. But what Wang Zijun didn't expect was that he thought everything was over. His ordeal as a father had just begun.

Just three hours after the child was born, the visiting army surged up one after another. Although Mo Dongyuan and Wang Guangrong were supporting him, Wang Zijun, the father of the child, also

It's impossible to be idle. The Wang family's side is better, although there are many relatives, but most of them are in other provinces, even if there are some in Beijing. It's just a few people, so it's easy to cope with a visit.

The thing that gave Wang Zijun the most trouble was the relatives and friends of the Mo family. Originally, Wang Zijun thought that the Mo family had more relatives. But with the arrival of this little life that had not yet been named, Wang Zijun was shocked to find that he had seen him before.

What we know is just the tip of the iceberg.

Some called uncle, some called uncle, some called uncle, and some called grandpa... All kinds of relatives rushed towards Mo Xiaobei's room as if they were going to a market. If Mr. Mo hadn't felt sorry for his granddaughter, he would have directly

The author ordered an additional guest room to be opened. I'm afraid Mo Xiaobei's ward was almost overcrowded.

Wang Zijun's face was a little stiff when he smiled, but even so, he still couldn't greet him. After all, there were too many people coming. At the most, in the newly opened reception room, there was only one person with a gold star on his shoulder.

, only six were squeezed in.

For these uncles and uncles, Wang Zijun was able to remember them clearly at first, but in the end he could only remember the most important ones in his heart. As for other unimportant ones, he could only selectively remember them.

The sun slowly began to set towards the west. Mr. Mo and Mr. Wang, who were a little tired, went to the prepared rooms to rest. There were not as many visitors as before, and they were chatting with a few old friends.

Wang Zijun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Mo Dongyuan. He was about to secretly look at Mo Xiaobei and his son in another room. Before he could take a few steps, he saw a man and a woman walking in.

The woman looked to be about fifty years old. She was wearing a simple gray dress. When she walked, she had a grace that ordinary people did not have. Although this woman still looked ordinary at this time, no matter where she appeared,

It will become the focus of many people's eyes.

But what really caught Wang Zijun's attention was not the woman, but the man standing next to the woman. It's not that there was anything about this man that attracted others, it was mainly that Wang Zijun knew this man.

Seeing the man approaching, Wang Zijun hesitated for a moment, then smiled and greeted him: "Secretary Yang, long time no see!"

Yang Juncai looked at the smiling Wang Zijun, and after a slight pause, he said softly: "Mayor Wang, no, Secretary Wang, congratulations on your double happiness."

"You see, you two are not outsiders, why are you so polite? Dongyuan, Lao Yang originally wanted to come over, but there are some things in the ministry that temporarily prevent him from coming. Please let me come and see the child, and give you a few words by the way." The woman said.

Glancing at Wang Zijun, a smile appeared on Yongrong's face. Her voice was not high, but it gave people a feeling of spring breeze.

Lao Yang, the Ministry, and Yang Juncai, Wang Zijun guessed the identity of this woman almost instantly. Looking at Yang Juncai who was trying hard to put a smile on his face, Wang Zijun felt a little emotional.

I really didn't expect that Yang Juncai had such a good mother.

"Sister Mu, please sit down quickly. Minister Yang is busy, so it's different for you to come!" Mo Dongyuan responded and said with a smile after letting the woman into the reception room.

The people who were talking to Mo Dongyuan in the room also smiled and said hello after seeing the minister's wife, whom Mo Dongyuan called Sister Mu.

"Dongyuan, you are so lucky. You became a grandpa at such a young age. I don't know when this kid in our family will let me hold my grandson." The woman walked into the reception room and seemed to become the focus of everyone.

, her spring-like words and friendly smile made it difficult for Wang Zijun to think that she was the mother of Yang Juncai, with whom he had issues.

Although he didn't know whether this woman's blessing was sincere or intentional, Wang Zijun was certain that Yang Juncai was definitely not as different from his mother in terms of how he behaved in the world.

While observing this woman, Wang Zijun suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something strange in Mo Dongyuan's expression. Seeing this strangeness, a thought suddenly arose in Wang Zijun's mind: Could it be that his father-in-law was the one who

What does it have to do with Yang Juncai’s mother?

As soon as this thought arose, Wang Zijun quickly put this somewhat disrespectful thought out of his mind. When he saw Mo Dongyuan accompanying Yang Juncai's mother to see the child, Wang Zijun smiled and said

Looking at Yang Jun, he asked, "What has Secretary Yang been busy with recently?"

As a guest from afar, Wang Zijun was not very willing to have any further acquaintance with Yang Juncai, but if someone came to congratulate Zijun, if he behaved too rudely, he would lose his own face.

Yang Juncai was also smiling, but his smile could not hide the jealousy towards Wang Zijun in his eyes. Looking at the face that was still smiling, Yang Juncai felt that his fists were itchy.

Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Ronan City. Although the situation in Ronan City is said to be very bad, Wang Zijun is already the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee who is in charge of one side after all. Although he has a bright future in the eyes of others, he is originally in this front.

I can now say that I have been defeated.

When it comes to development space, there is no way to compare myself, the deputy director, with the secretary of the municipal party committee of a city.

"It's been pretty good lately, I'm not so busy at work." Yang Jun paused for a moment and said softly to Wang Zijun.

As soon as Yang Juncai mentioned work, the two of them seemed to have found a common topic and talked about how their work was going recently. It seemed that the two of them had a good chat, but in fact, it was as if they had said nothing at all.

Just as Wang Zijun persisted in this boring conversation and waited for the graceful Mrs. Yang to walk out, someone else came over. This time, it was also a man and a woman, but the age of the man and woman was different.

They are very similar. Judging from their intimate demeanor, they should be a couple.

The man who was walking a little ahead looked like he was in his thirties. He wore black-framed glasses and an ordinary and simple face, giving people a sense of harmless intimacy. But the woman next to him, however,

It was a tall figure and an orange dress decorated with flowers, which fully revealed the woman's voluptuous figure.

This should be a relative of the Mo family, but this is the first time that Wang Zijun has seen this couple. Just when he was thinking about whether to greet them by himself or hand them over to his father-in-law, Yang Juncai had already greeted them affectionately.

He said: "Brother Zhenyue, sister-in-law, you didn't even say a word when you came, otherwise we would have come together."

Although he was very disdainful of Yang Juncai's character, Wang Zijun knew Yang Juncai's character very well. He knew in his heart that Yang Juncai was a proud person both internally and externally. But such a person, at a young age

The man showed respect in front of him. This man he respected was definitely not that simple.

"Juncai, did you come here on your own?" The man smiled at Yang Juncai and said casually with a friendly tone.

"No, Brother Zhenyue, I came here with my mother." After Yang Jun said this, he smiled at Wang Zijun and said: "Brother Zhenyue, this is the host of today's wedding."

Wang Zijun knew that Zijun could not hide at this time no matter what. He smiled at the man, then stretched out his hand and said: "I am Wang Zijun, who are you?"

"Ruan Zhenyue, this is Zhuo Jing Cao Zhen'er." The man shook hands with Wang Zijun as he spoke, and then said with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations. I rushed over to congratulate you when I heard the news. Only when I got here did I realize that I forgot to bring a gift.

Don’t be offended!”

Things that were originally a bit embarrassing were actually said by him so freely. And hearing his words in people's ears made people have an urge to treat them as one of their own. I suppressed the loose feeling in my heart.

Wang Zijun smiled and was about to speak when he heard Yang Juncai smile and say: "Brother Zhenyue really makes up for it, let's not talk about our relationship with Xiaobei, just talk about you and Mayor Wang, no, it should be

It’s our fate as Secretary Wang, so we have to make up for it.”

At this point, Yang Jun deliberately glanced at Wang Zijun, and then said slowly: "Secretary Zijun, let me introduce to you, Brother Zhenyue and you will be colleagues in the future. After all, we are both in Shan Province, and we are both

Stayed in Dongpu City.”

The face of the man known as Brother Zhenyue remained unchanged. He seemed to be unable to sense the provocation hidden in Yang Juncai's words. He smiled gently at Wang Zijun and said: "Juncai, on this sentence,

That's true, Mayor Wang, it's a real pity that I can't work with you to develop Dongpu City together. But I believe that we will definitely have to deal with each other in the future when we are both in Shan Province."

Ruan Zhenyue's words were impeccable, but from these words, Wang Zijun understood the identity of this man.

The secretary of the Dongpu City Party Committee is the person who Shi Jianyun would rather offend himself than fight for the secretary of the Dongpu City Party Committee. Wang Zijun did not expect that he would meet him here. Looking at the man's increasingly ordinary smile, Wang Zijun

After pondering for a moment, he also started laughing.

The man acted very low-key. After looking around Mo Xiaobei with the woman named Cao Zhen'er, and saying a few words to Mo Dongyuan and Yang Juncai's mother, he started to leave.

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As the man left gracefully, the room returned to silence. After sending the last guest away, Mo Dongyuan suddenly said: "This kid from the Ruan family is very good, and he is very capable of being a commander. Zijun

You should make plans in advance, it will be very useful to you in the future."

Mo Dongyuan didn't speak much, but the meaning in his words was clearly explained, what is a commander's talent, and what is early planning. He looked at the empty corridor outside, and felt a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

feeling.

"Dad, I understand." Just as Wang Zijun was about to continue speaking, he heard a loud cry of a baby. Looking at the little guy strutting his teeth in the stroller, Wang Zijun had a smile on his face.

New life, new beginning...

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