Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

~《》~ Chapter 635: It is difficult to run away from the "ministry", but it is difficult to reach the sky

After less than two hours of flying, when Wang Zijun and his party stepped off the plane, the sun was still shining brightly in Beijing, and the hot weather did not feel cool at all.

Kaneda Luo walked in the front, his eyes glancing in the direction of the VIP aisle from time to time. As a black Audi car drove from the direction of the airport pick-up port, a faint smile appeared on Kaneda Luo's face.

But before the smile on his face fully bloomed, it was replaced by frost, because the person who got out of the car was not coming towards them. They saw a young man in his thirties getting out of the car.

, walked quickly towards the group of people behind them, and said to the people in the group: "Mayor Zhao, please come this way."

Jin Tianluo knew something about the background of this group of people. Although they were not from the same province, they sat together and chatted for a few words. He knew that Mayor Zhao was from a city in a neighboring province.

Executive Deputy Mayor.

But now, the staff of the neighboring provinces' Beijing Office have already driven their cars to the airport, but the people from Ronan City's Beijing Office have not come yet. This makes Kaneda Luo, who is in charge of the Beijing Office's work, feel like he is being slapped on his face.

It looked like a cat had scratched it, and it was very disgraceful.

Secretary Wang came to Beijing for the first time to run something, and he and others could not provide him with a good environment. In terms of style, he was not as good as an executive deputy mayor. This was really a bit too...

"Secretary Wang, we happen to be on the way, why don't we go together." The mayor named Zhao quite respected Wang Zijun, the municipal party committee secretary, and did not immediately walk to the car, but extended an invitation to Wang Zijun.

.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Mayor Zhao, please go there first. Our car will be here in a moment. After the arrangements are made, let's have a few drinks."

Mayor Zhao was also well versed in human relations, so he didn't force anything. He smiled and said, "Secretary Wang, we have made an agreement. We will contact you again when we have the opportunity."

As Mayor Zhao and his party walked towards the two cars parked in the parking lot, Jin Tianluo felt that his face was burning. It was also a prefecture-level city, and he was really embarrassed in terms of face.

"Woo"

A low sound of a car came from not far away. Jintianluo, who originally thought it was someone else's car starting, looked at Mayor Zhao who had not yet gotten in the car and realized that was not the case. Just when he was surprised in his heart

, I saw a large black car driving slowly from the left.

Jin Tianluo flies around a lot in order to run projects, especially the Ligu Railway project, and he still has some understanding of the special passage in the airport. In his memory, this special passage is almost never opened.

However, this car actually went through a dedicated channel!

Looking at the dark and wide car, Kaneda Luo couldn't guess what brand the car was for a while, but the white military plate on the front of the car made him secretly surprised, thinking that he might be the same as him.

Could there be a mysterious big shot arriving by plane?

When Mayor Zhao saw this car, he was stunned for a moment, and then waved to the young man who greeted him, indicating that the car waiting for him should go first. This Mayor Zhao is an extraordinary person after all.

His reaction speed was fast enough. As soon as he saw this scene, he immediately thought of the impact.

Wang Zijun stood next to Jintian Luo and looked at the slowly approaching car. He was stunned for a moment. When he saw the people sitting in the car clearly through the glass in front of the car, a smile appeared on his face.

.

The car stopped next to Wang Zijun. From the driving position, Mo Xiaobei, dressed in white casual clothes, got out of the car. His long black hair was pulled back casually, looking lazy.

Not only is there no trace of slovenliness in his expression, but his lips are red, his teeth are white, and his eyebrows are picturesque.

"Why are you here? Where is Xiaobao?" Wang Zijun looked at Mo Xiaobei and asked softly.

"I miss you. Xiaobao is asleep. Grandpa is at home. He never tires of your son. It's okay." Mo Xiaobei opened the car door for Wang Zijun as he spoke.

Jin Tianluo, He Qirui and others, who were watching all this in a daze, were a little unable to react for a moment. When Wang Zijun greeted them to get in the car, they realized that they were here to pick them up and others.

And this beautiful woman that people dare not look at directly is actually Secretary Wang’s lover! Although everyone is not bad at talking, they still kept their mouths shut while sitting in this wide and mysterious car.

"Secretary Wang, we will leave the station after a while. The Liaison Office's car is waiting there. We will follow them back to the Liaison Office in Beijing." He Qirui was the first to react, knowing that he and others were not suitable to work here.

Bulb said to Wang Zijun in a deep voice.

Wang Zijun was not humble, and smiled and said: "Then do as you say, Mayor He. Everyone is tired after flying for several hours. Let's take a good rest after we get back. We will officially start working tomorrow."

A few minutes later, Kaneda Luo and others finally met a group of people from the Beijing Office waiting outside the airport. When the director of the Beijing Office enthusiastically wanted to take the small bag from Kaneda Luo's hand, Kaneda Luo glared at him fiercely, and then took a step forward

Go forward.

The secretary-general's displeasure left a group of people at the Beijing Office a little confused, but the next service was even more cautious.

After Wang Zijun was left alone in the car, he put away his seriousness. He rubbed Mo Xiaobei's hair with his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Honey, didn't I say it?

I don’t need my wife to pick me up in person, but you didn’t listen and even brought the old man’s special car here!”

Mr. Mo's special car is a batch of special cars specially produced by the Red Star Depot. The number is not large, but every one driven out represents a huge influence. Even if the old man goes out now, he usually does not take this car.

There are many times. Mo Xiaobei, who has always been low-key, actually drove his grandfather's car to pick him up, which made Wang Zijun a little unexpected.

"I saw this car first, so I drove out. Besides, the probability of this car being stuck in traffic is smaller than other cars." Mo Xiaobei answered casually.

Faced with Mo Xiaobei's answer, Wang Zijun could only smile, and then changed the subject and talked about Xiaobao. Listening to Mo Xiaobei's mouth about his son Xiaobao's interesting things these days, Wang Zijun was constantly fascinated.

Made him laugh out loud.

"By the way, how long had the child been asleep when you came out?" Wang Zijun said casually, looking at the row of cars in front of him.

"Almost two hours." Mo Xiaobei replied while walking among the vehicles.

After all, Wang Zijun had a lot of experience in raising children in his previous life. When he heard Mo Xiaobei say two hours, he suddenly felt a little bad in his heart. For more than two hours, plus Mo Xiaobei

It has been three hours since I received myself, and the baby's sleep time during the day...

When Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei quickly appeared in Mr. Mo's yard, they saw the old man holding a small bell, swinging back and forth to coax a man who was held in the arms of a service staff and crying.

The baby, and around them, there were several old men about the same age as Mr. Mo, who were talking critically to the crying children.

"Xiao Bei, you are finally back. Your grandpa is about to fall apart due to this kid Xiao Bao!" An old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties joked loudly after seeing Mo Xiaobei.

"The old leader is a good hand at leading troops, but he can't do anything with a little furry baby like this!"

"Hehe, if you want to blame it, you have to blame Captain Mo himself. I have told him that I am the one taking care of all three of my children, but he is just worried and refuses to give them to me no matter what!"

"You take care of the children, forget it. Who doesn't know that those three children in your family are nothing but slaps and slaps? Are Captain Mo willing to hand over his good grandson to you?"

Listening to the discussion of these old people, Wang Zijun and Mo Xiaobei quickly held the crying baby in their arms. The crying baby calmed down after seeing Mo Xiaobei.

"Xiaobei, Zijun, you are finally back." Mr. Mo put down the bell in his hand, waved his hand towards the old people and said, "Let's go, let's go. The alarm has been lifted. My mission is completed."

, let’s go, let’s get down to business!”

As these old people left, the room suddenly became quiet. Wang Zijun looked at the little guy holding Mo Xiaobei's plump breast and eating deliciously, and couldn't help but want to use his hand to

Touch the little baby’s face.

However, before his hand came close to his son's face, Mo Xiaobei's hand opened it, and he said softly: "You are already a father, how can you tease a child like you!"

"

Wang Zijun smiled and said nothing, but at this time, a feeling of happiness filled his heart.

"By the way, why are there so many people here today, grandpa?" Wang Zijun looked at the little guy who had eaten his fill, closed his eyes and fell asleep again with satisfaction, and asked Mo Xiaobei softly.

"Today is the day for grandpa and his old comrades to get together. They have agreed to get together once a month." Mo Xiaobei gently patted her son's delicate body. At this time, she still had half of her pre-marriage frosty appearance.

Wang Zijun helped Mo Xiaobei carefully put Xiaobao into the crib. Then he stretched out his arms and held Mo Xiaobei in his arms. Mo Xiaobei's face turned red, but he did not resist and allowed him to put him in his arms.

Hug each other.

Quietly in the world of two people, no, it should be the world of three people, but the little baby is sleeping, and the two of them are sitting together enjoying themselves.

"I really hope it can be like this every day." Mo Xiaobei lay in Wang Zijun's arms and said with emotion.

Wang Zijun held Mo Xiaobei tightly in his arms, kissed his hair, and said with a smile: "This is not easy. As long as you are willing, I will have you transferred to Ronan City immediately. Then the two of us will

Can’t we be together every day?”

After listening to Wang Zijun's suggestion, Mo Xiaobei hesitated. Obviously, Wang Zijun's suggestion made her very excited.

Going to Ronan City and being with him is really a good choice, but what about my own career?

Regarding Mo Xiaobei's hesitation, Wang Zijun didn't want to persuade her. Xiaobei was not a pure housewife. Although he also wanted to end this life of separation and go home every day to enjoy family happiness, but he

I don’t want to interfere too much with Xiaobei’s choice. To love her is to respect her choice.

"Dong dong dong"

A gentle knock on the door came from outside. Someone shouted: "Uncle, please come over."

Mo Xiaobei, who was lying in Wang Zijun's arms, jumped up immediately when she heard this. At this time, she was like a frightened deer, her red face was so radiant for a moment.

Wang Zijun pinched Mo Xiaobei's nose, stood up and followed the staff towards the front yard. He saw that a banquet had been set up in the front yard, and Mr. Mo was sitting with several elderly people drinking. When he saw Wang Zijun

Walking over, Mr. Mo said to a short but energetic old man sitting next to him: "Zijun, this is your Grandpa Lu. He said he wants to meet the municipal party committee secretary in his hometown."

After hearing this, Mr. Nalu laughed heartily and said, "Zijun, your grandfather is fooling you. Come on, come on, sit down quickly, let us talk."

Wang Zijun didn't expect that among Mr. Mo's group of friends, there were actually people from Ronan City. He couldn't help but think of the local history of Ronan City he read some time ago. Although Ronan City is poor, it is a famous old revolutionary area.

, not only produced many touching stories, but also produced many heroes.

Although most people have disappeared with the wind and rain, there are still many heroes who remain. And this old man Lu should be one of the heroes in Ronan City, but Wang Zijun didn't think too much about it at the time

, not to mention deliberately remembering these, I couldn't remember the old man's name for a while.

Mr. Lu didn't ask many questions. He mainly asked about the current economic and living situation of Ronan City, especially whether the poor areas could achieve the level of food and clothing. Wang Zijun really didn't go into details about these.

When Mr. Lu asked this question, he felt a little ashamed. Even though he gave similar answers, he felt deep in his heart that he had a heavy responsibility.

Serving as an official will benefit one party. Even if Ronan City cannot be put on the fast track of rapid development, at least it must do a few visible and tangible good things for the five million people of Ronan. Completely change Luonan City.

The backwardness of Nan City is something that I, the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, have no choice but to bear. The thoughts in my mind

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zijun slowly gathered a surge of pride in his heart, and he said to Mr. Lu in a deep voice: "Grandpa Lu, Ronan City is a little poor now, but when you are poor, you want to change, and when you change, you want to work.

, I believe that it won’t be long before the people of Ronan will get rid of the label of poverty!”

"Then I'll be waiting for your good news!" Mr. Lu seemed very happy about Wang Zijun's statement. After patting Wang Zijun on the shoulder, he said softly: "If you have any embarrassing things, you can come to see him.

Come to me, there are still a few of us old guys in Ronan City, if we can do something for our hometown, we old guys are also duty-bound."

Wang Zijun nodded and quickly said yes.

Mr. Mo's drinking party did not last long, after all, he was already old. Although they were drinking, a group of old people had a fixed amount, and each person could only drink three small glasses of wine.

Wang Zijun originally planned to have dinner with Mo Xiaobei and the old man. However, just as he was preparing to have dinner, He Qirui called. It turned out that as soon as he arrived at the hotel today, he contacted his classmates who worked in the railway department.

After a while, the classmate agreed to help him get in touch. After some contact, today's dinner was arranged.

"Secretary Wang, today my classmate invited Director Jiang, who is in charge of the line, to come over. Do you have time to have a meal with Director Jiang?" Ever since their conversation in the morning, He Qirui and Wang Zijun had developed a mutual connection.

Get close to him. After all, Wang Zijun did not seduce him, but took the initiative to take matters into his own hands.

Naturally, Wang Zijun couldn't refuse such a matter related to work. After nodding in agreement, he explained it to Mr. Mo and Mo Xiaobei, then left the courtyard and took a ride towards Shuishui Renjia.

Shuishui Renjia is a five-star hotel. When Wang Zijun walked to Shuishui Renjia, He Qirui and Jin Tianluo were already waiting there. Waiting with them was Hu Qingtian, the top leader of Ronan City's Beijing Office.

Hu Qingtian is in his forties and looks very smart and capable. This time he greets Wang Zijun and his entourage. He knows very well that he has lost points in front of the Secretary. If he does not get back these lost points, I am afraid that he, the resident, will lose points.

The director of the Beijing Office will not last long.

"Secretary Wang, we happened to be here today. If it had been one day later, Director Jiang might have gone to another place to inspect the work." After He Qirui shook hands with Wang Zijun, he quietly reported to Wang Zijun.

For his classmate who is the director of the railway department, He Qirui is still a little proud. After all, when no one else can find a way, he can find people, which shows his connections.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Mayor He, you must treat Director Jiang and his party well today. In addition, you must adopt Director Jiang's tone to see where the problem is on the Pinggu Railway."

"Secretary Wang, don't worry. Even if we have a party tonight, we still have to complete the tasks you assigned us!" As He Qirui was speaking, his cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller's number and said softly to Wang Zijun:

"Secretary Wang, he is my classmate."

Wang Zijun waved his hand to signal him to answer the phone quickly. He Qirui, who answered the phone, deliberately raised his voice and said: "Old Zhang, are you almost there? We have been waiting in the hotel for a long time."

I don’t know what was said over there. After chatting for two minutes, they hung up the phone. He Qirui put the phone in his pocket while talking and said with a smile: "Secretary Wang, my classmate said that they have already set off.

You'll be here in twenty minutes."

Wang Zijun rushed over after more than 20 minutes. Wang Zijun smiled bitterly. These days, when he comes to run projects at the top, he always runs forward. He rushed over in a hurry, but was beaten by the other party.

The helpless Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Then let's wait. In ten minutes, we will go down together to greet Director Jiang."

In the lobby of the hotel, He Qirui's eyes glanced at his wrist from time to time. The slender second hand on the watch moved click-click, and every time it moved, it seemed to move around in his heart.

Why haven't you come yet? It's been half an hour since Secretary Wang came downstairs, but Director Jiang, who kept saying he would be there soon, is still nowhere to be seen.

"Secretary Wang, there's a traffic jam over there." He Qirui called and said apologetically.

Wang Zijun smiled and nodded. He came from Mr. Mo, and the route he wanted to take was basically the same as Director Jiang. Whether it was crowded or not, he had a clear mind. Although he felt a little unhappy, there were some things he couldn't say.

came out. Wang Zijun felt that for no other reason than not to embarrass Mayor He, he could not show his emotions or emotions.

"Brother Zijun, why are you here?" Just as Wang Zijun was lighting a cigarette, he heard someone say hello softly.

Wang Zijun turned around and saw that it was Mo Xiaobei's cousin Jiang Shaoyong who came over. This boy seemed to be the son of one of Mo Xiaobei's aunts. Although they were cousins, their relationship was a bit distant. But no matter whether it was the prince

Jun and Mo Xiaobei got married, and Xiaobao's son was born. Everyone in their family was very attentive.

Seeing an acquaintance, Wang Zijun pinched the cigarette in his hand and said softly: "Oh, I'm waiting for a guest. Are you coming here to eat too?"

"Yes, Brother Zijun, I am discussing something with a few friends." Looking at Wang Zijun who was motionless, Jiang Shaoyong smiled, then waved behind him and said: "Come here, meet my brother

.”

A woman wearing a lace black dress and sunglasses walked over quickly as Jiang Shaoyong waved. This woman was tall and tall, and although her face could not be seen, there was a strange aura shining all over her body.

lure.

"Wenwen, come meet my brother." Jiang Shaoyong pointed at Wang Zijun and said without any doubt.

"Hello, brother." The woman was stunned for a moment, and then greeted Wang Zijun softly.

Wang Zijun waved his hand and said: "Hello, brothers, you go and play first, I'm waiting for someone here."

"Well, Brother Zijun, please be busy first." Jiang Shaoyong did not dare to refute Wang Zijun's words. He pulled the woman and walked towards the stairs in front.

"Secretary Wang, what does your cousin do? If I'm not mistaken, that Wenwen seems to be a star that has become famous recently. What is his name? By the way, his name seems to be Luo Shiwen." He was standing with Wang Zijun.

Kaneda Luo asked Wang Zijun with a smile.

Regardless of Jintian Luo, Wang Zijun really couldn't remember it. At this time, listening to Jintian Luo's words, he really remembered something. In the days when Xiaobao's son was born, he often accompanied Mo Xiaobei to watch some boring movies.

TV drama.

"He, do some business." Wang Zijun didn't want to say anything more to Jiang Shaoyong, so he just responded casually.

As the clock in the hotel lobby read half past eight, a black car drove slowly from a distance. As the first person got out of the car, He Qirui, who seemed to have discovered a new world, said loudly: "

Secretary Wang, they are here."

"Old classmate, there is a traffic jam on the road, haha, there is nothing we can do." When Wang Zijun and others walked out, a middle-aged man wearing glasses said to He Qirui with a smile.

Although He Qirui felt so depressed that he wanted to scold her, he smiled tolerantly and said: "The transportation in Beijing is notoriously difficult. It's all our fault. We didn't consider the hotel carefully enough. I'm going to

This time we try to choose one that is of high quality and close to us.”

As he spoke, He Qirui said to the middle-aged fat man who was walking at the front among the three people: "Director Jiang, we haven't seen each other for a while. Hello." As he spoke, he pointed to Wang Zijun and said:

"Director Jiang, this is our Secretary Wang."

After all, Wang Zijun came to the capital to ask for help. Therefore, he was fully mentally prepared. When He Qirui introduced him, he quickly stretched out his hands and said: "Director Jiang, I am Wang Zijun from Luonan City.

Nice to meet you."

Director Jiang smiled at Wang Zijun, lazily stretched out his well-maintained hand, shook it lightly with Wang Zijun, and quickly let go.

Wang Zijun glanced at Director Jiang, then shook hands with the other two people. After a while of greetings, the group walked towards the private room.

Arriving at the private room, Director Jiang took a seat at the main seat without hesitation. When the waiter poured water, he said with a hint of nonchalance: "The best hall in this Shuishui family seems to be the lotus picking hall?"

Although this sentence seemed careless, both Wang Zijun and He Qirui's classmates understood that this was Director Jiang's fault, thinking that Wang Zijun and the others' banquet with him was a bit low-level.

He Qirui was stunned for a moment, and then said: "We originally came here to collect lotus, but we just got off the plane today, so it was a bit late, and we were booked by someone else. We will wait until next time, Director Jiang, when you have time.

Go to the Imperial Hotel and treat Director Jiang to a nice meal."

"Hahaha, Mayor He, since you said this, I will take it seriously." Director Jiang gently touched the top of his head with his hand and lay back a little lazily.

He Qirui was a little impatient with Director Jiang who was so picky. He had no choice but to ask for help at this time. He could only smile apologetically and echoed: "Director Jiang can have a meal with us as a reward. This is ours."

It's an honor, just depends on whether you have time."

Director Jiang touched his head again and said to Wang Zijun: "Secretary Wang, I am older than you, so I will call you brother. You won't mind, right?"

"Director Jiang calls me brother. It's an honor for me. I hope Director Jiang will take care of you in the future." Wang Zijun smiled at Director Jiang and said enthusiastically.

"Brother, you have become the secretary of the municipal party committee of a city at such a young age. It really puts us all to shame. Look, my hair has turned gray and I am at the same level as your brother. I really feel inferior to you."

Director Jiang said this and touched his hair again.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Director Jiang, the value of your department is different from mine. I only manage a palm-sized area in Ronan City, but you are different. What you stand on is

The height of the whole country is more than a hundred and eighty thousand miles apart, it’s completely different!”

"Hahaha, Secretary Wang, when I didn't meet you, I thought you were a person with a strong personality, but I didn't expect you to be so humorous." Director Jiang pointed at Wang Zijun and said with a comment.

Wang Zijun smiled and chatted with Director Jiang again. This Director Jiang is called Jiang Mudong. He is in his early fifties and can be considered a powerful person in the railway field. This man speaks in a leisurely manner, but his words are full of meaning.

Outside, there is always a sense of superiority and arrogance.

Not to mention He Qirui and others, even Wang Zijun, the municipal party committee secretary, in his eyes, is still a person who asks him to do things. At the beginning, Director Jiang could even call him Brother Wang. After a few glasses of wine, he basically

Up there is Xiao Wang.

"Director Jiang, we in Luonan City have been looking forward to the Ligu Railway for a long time. Please give me more help, brother. The millions of people in Ronan City are all grateful to you and remember your kindness!"

After Wang Zijun drank a few glasses of wine, he personally picked up the jug and poured the wine to Director Jiang with a smile.

Jiang Mudong glanced at Wang Zijun, but his buttocks seemed to be glued to the stool and said: "Xiao Wang, I can completely understand your mood, but this matter is really difficult to handle. You also know,

Nowadays, all parts of the country are aware of the role of railway transportation in stimulating the local economy. Unfortunately, there is too much food for the people, and it is impossible for everyone to be satisfied. Don't you think so?"

"That's right, so I can only trouble Director Jiang. Please find a way to operate it and give us a chance in Ronan City. Whether we can connect to the train or not depends entirely on you!" Wang Zijun held the wine glass in his hand.

Said sincerely.

Jiang Mudong put his hand on his head again and said with a smile: "Xiao Wang, what you said is quite right. If we weren't close, I'm afraid you wouldn't come to see me, would you?"

"That's right, I'll leave everything to you!" Wang Zijun raised his wine glass and presented it to Jiang Mudong, intending to make a toast.

Jiang Mudong waved his hand and said: "Xiao Wang, this is not how the wine is poured. I can tell you that I have rules for drinking. That is, if you want to pour wine, you must drink three drinks before you are qualified to pour wine.

Otherwise, don’t blame me for not giving you face!”

When Wang Zijun saw Jiang Mudong lie down on the backrest, he felt a little annoyed. He knew that Jiang Mudong's gesture was deliberately to tease him. Wang Zijun had also heard of this kind of thing. Among some departments with power, it was very common.

Some people like to rely on mountains and rivers to feed themselves. Don't you want me to help you with things? It depends on whether your request for help is thorough enough.

Faced with Jiang Mudong's gesture, Wang Zijun's face twitched imperceptibly, but he still picked up the wine glass and said: "Director Jiang, since your brother said so, I will drink three glasses first."

Wang Zijun's drinking capacity is not very good. Although he has made some progress in these alcohol tests, he still needs to continue practicing. At this time, after three glasses of strong wine, he felt a burning sensation.

"Xiao Wang, you are so refreshing. My brother can't let you down. Come on, do it." As Jiang Mudong spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand towards Wang Zijun and waited for Wang Zijun to touch his glass.

Wang Zijun's face was still full of smiles. He raised the wine glass in his hand and touched it with Director Jiang, and then drank the wine in one gulp. Then he saw that Jiang Mudong just put the glass to his lips.

He took a sip and then put it down.

"Director Jiang, look at how the Pinggu Railway passes through our Ronan City, and you will not hesitate to give us Ronan some pointers?" Wang Zijun carried a wine bottle to Director Jiang and filled up the cup in front of him.

, asked with a smile.

Jiang Mudong touched his head again, and then said slowly: "Xiao Wang, I think with your brother's intelligence, he should be able to understand the situation. I didn't expect that you were so smart all your life, but you were so confused for a moment, in this matter

It’s hard to see through things.”

"The rerouting of the Ligu Railway has been decided by the higher authorities. Seeing that we are having a very interesting chat today, I would like to advise you, forget it, it is a waste of effort. Turn around as soon as possible and don't do it again.

Done.”

Jiang Mudong's words immediately solidified the atmosphere in the room. This Jiang Mudong is really hateful. If you can't get things done, just don't come. Now he's worshiping you like a savior with good food and wine, but in the end he actually gave you away.

Such a conclusion! Aren’t you just trying to treat people like monkeys?

When Jiang Mudong looked at Wang Zijun, he also looked at Wang Zijun. He was not afraid of what happened to this young municipal party committee secretary. In recent years, there have been so many people begging him, let alone a municipal party committee secretary, even a deputy governor.

It is not like he has never seen local leaders such as the chief and deputy secretary.

What does a municipal party secretary mean? Below the Imperial City, even if you are a dragon, you have to be coiled, and even if you are a tiger, you have to lie down. The power is in my hands. If I say I won’t do it for you, you will do it.

No! Moreover, he has reason to believe that these people at a certain level of government attach great importance to their political achievements during their respective terms. In order to complete a certain project, they will do whatever it takes and exhaust all means. How can they get things done?

Yes, they have their own sense of proportion.

To put it bluntly, even if you can't do it, you still have to serve him well. If it doesn't work once, you can keep doing it next time. Jiang Mudong, with thoughts flashing in his mind, flashed a trace of pride on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Although Wang Zijun wanted to punch him hard in the face, he was the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Ronan City after all, not the gangster on the street. After reluctantly pouring the wine, Wang Zijun's expression recovered.

Calmly.

He didn't talk much about it. Since Jiang Mudong had made his attitude clear, there was no need for him to argue with him. Just when Wang Zijun was about to serve the staple food and end the banquet, there was a gentle knock on the door.

After the door was opened, Jiang Shaoyong came in with a bottle of Moutai. He looked around and said with a smile: "Brother Zijun, I haven't drank with you for a long time. Brother, I

Let me get you a drink." As he spoke, he walked towards Wang Zijun, and behind him was Luo Shiwen.

But now Luo Shiwen has taken off her sunglasses. Under the light, she looks more charming and sexy. Every move has a seductive smell, like a jar of old wine, the aroma of wine is overflowing. As long as Shi Shiran is standing next to her

, there is an effect in which everyone becomes intoxicated even if the wine is not intoxicating. Under the light, it looks even more dazzling.

Seeing Jiang Shaoyong coming to pour the wine, Wang Zijun stood up from his seat and said with a smile: "Shaoyong, the two of us have many opportunities to drink, so let's forget about it."

Jiang Shaoyong insisted on pouring three glasses of wine for Wang Zijun. He knew from the elders in the family that this cousin-in-law was definitely a rising political star with a bright future. If he had a good relationship with him, he would consider his status in the family.

Very helpfully, after filling up Wang Zijun's cup, he asked Luo Shiwen to accompany Wang Zijun to have a drink.

After Luo Shiwen walked into the room, Jiang Mudong's eyes never left her tempting body. Facing the light, Jiang Mudong could clearly see her face and the thin fluff on her neck trembling, which made her look even more attractive.

Skin can be broken by blowing, white and tender

Extraordinary. A light fragrance overflowed, like the fragrance of orchids in a deep valley, which made people feel that the woman in front of them was as pure as camellia, full of charm. When Jiang Shaoyong poured the wine for Wang Zijun, Jiang Mudong felt a little reluctant to leave.

Withdrew his gaze.

"Leader, I'd like to toast you." Jiang Shaoyong also noticed that Director Jiang's greedy eyes were a little strange, but he still didn't get angry on the spot, not because of the rank of this person, but mainly because he was a son of a prince.

Brother Jun’s guest.

Jiang Mudong felt that his face was dull because Jiang Shaoyong didn't pour him wine first. Seeing that Jiang Shaoyong was about to pour him wine and wanted to show off in front of the beauty, Jiang Mudong put his hand on the cup and said:

"Young man, there are rules for pouring wine. If you break the rules, you will be fined."

Jiang Shaoyong was also a master who was used to being tyrannical. When he saw Jiang Mudong cover the wine glass, he immediately turned red. However, he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said softly: "Brother, I'd like to propose a toast to you.

Everyone is hanging out in Beijing, and there will be more opportunities to drink in the future."

Seeing that Jiang Shaoyong was a little submissive, Jiang Mudong became even more proud. He couldn't bear to see such a little ruffian following such a beautiful woman. What is a beautiful woman these days? She is born to succeed.

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"Drinking is fine, but brother, you can just pour the wine. If you want to drink, let this lady drink with me."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only Jiang Shaoyong's expression changed, but even Wang Zijun's expression became ugly. He looked at Jiang Shaoyong, whose face turned red, and said in a deep voice: "Shaoyong, Jiang Si

If Chang drinks too much, just ignore him."

"Secretary Wang, what you said is wrong. Brother, why am I drunk? Why, you don't even drink with me, right?" Jiang Mudong was irritated by Wang Zijun's lazy and indifferent look, and stood up with a cry.

He stood up, shook the wine glass in his hand, and said with a hint of blame in his words.

Now that they have broken their skin, they simply break up. For a shallow and unskilled person, ignoring him is more powerful than any counterattack. Thinking of this, Wang Zijun's face turned cold, and he waved his hand gently and said: "Young Master

Yong, you take your friends back first, I will finish this later, and we can have some more drinks."

Jiang Mudong immediately felt insulted when he heard Wang Zijun's words. He put the wine glass in his hand on the table and said coldly: "Secretary Wang, it seems that we will have no chance to cooperate in the future."

Wang Zijun smiled disapprovingly, waved his hand towards Jintian Luo and said: "Secretary-General Jin, pay the bill and leave!"

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