Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Smart people never need to speak bluntly. Zheng Xiaodong seemed to be expressing his feelings about the deep brotherhood, but he had already put forward his own purpose and provided ideas for how to solve Zheng Xiaonan's matter.

As long as Wang Zijun agrees to follow his ideas, the words of admiration Zheng Xiaodong just said will become reality. Wang Zijun, who already has a certain understanding of Zheng Xiaodong's strength, slowly savors the temptation of this proposal.

As the richest man in Luonan City, Zheng Xiaodong is very suspicious of influencing some people, especially Liu Chuanrui, deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, who makes people even more cautious. Now that Wang Zijun is still a newcomer, being able to get Zheng Xiaodong's surrender is a big help.

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But can I do this myself?

Zheng Xiaodong looked at Wang Zijun with a faint smile in his eyes. Regarding the conditions he proposed, Zheng Xiaodong felt that Wang Zijun would definitely be tempted. After all, he could get his support without him having to do anything, which was very important to Wang Zijun.

In other words, it can be said to be a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

Zheng Xiaodong has come into contact with many officials. He found that everyone has their own shortcomings. They are either doing it for money, for power, or even for both. Wang Zijun became a

Zheng Xiaodong found it difficult to impress Ronan Municipal Party Committee Secretary with money and other things, but young cadres like Wang Zijun have a bright future, so what they need more is tangible political achievements so that they can continue to prosper and prosper.

further.

Therefore, Zheng Xiaodong did not mention the money, but only mentioned his willingness to surrender and his requirements in words. In his opinion, these requirements were not excessive, and Wang Zijun should agree.

Wang Zijun smiled softly, picked up the water glass and took a sip of water, and said calmly: "I am very touched by Mr. Zheng's love for his brother. However, let the law decide these judicial affairs!"

Wang Zijun's voice was not loud, but he had already expressed his attitude. Let the law decide, that is, to punish him. It is impossible for Zheng Xiaodong not to understand the meaning of this sentence. He looked at Wang Zijun and narrowed his eyes gently.

Got up.

"Secretary Wang, you can't live without asking for help forever. Doing some things too harshly will not do you any good."

Zheng Xiaodong's voice was not high, but his words were full of gloom. At this time, Zheng Xiaodong no longer had the gentleness and elegance he had just now, and was like a lone wolf showing off his sharp fangs.

Wang Zijun looked at Zheng Xiaodong and smiled coldly: "I agree very much with what Mr. Zheng said. Speaking of which, this is exactly what I want to give you."

"Thank you, Secretary Wang, but I still have to tell you, Secretary Wang, that no one should turn over the last card until the end. That is not good." The dangerous aura on Zheng Xiaodong disappeared completely in an instant.

At that time, he seemed to have changed back to the gentle and elegant Zheng Xiaodong.

Wang Zijun lay down gently on the sofa and said calmly: "Have you finished talking? If so, then I won't give it away."

Zheng Xiaodong stood up from the sofa. The moment he opened the door, he said in a deep voice again: "You will regret it."

Wang Zijun did not speak, but a faint sneer appeared on his lips at this time. Things had reached this point, and those kind of threatening words without grace were really not worthy of the stage in Wang Zijun's opinion.

The arrival of Zheng Xiaodong was like a wave. It gently splashed in the political arena of Ronan City and then disappeared on the calm lake. But both Wang Zijun and most of the cadres in Ronan City knew this.

The waves will never disappear so easily.

"Secretary Wang, the Municipal Procuratorate is preparing to prosecute Nie Fuhe's case, accusing Zheng Xiaonan of intentional injury causing death. The evidence in this case is conclusive. Once the case is prosecuted, the court should be able to rule soon." Song Yimin, member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, stood

In front of Wang Zijun, he reported softly.

Song Yimin seemed very enthusiastic about Zheng Xiaonan's case. He, the secretary of the Political and Legal Committee who was a bit weak under He Jinzhong's strength, wanted to establish his authority in Ronan's municipal and legal system through this case. And in the process,

Let him start to move quickly towards Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun looked at the copy of the case sent by Song Yimin, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Is the procuratorate confident about this case file?"

As the direct supervisor of this case, Song Yimin certainly understood the pressure Wang Zijun was under in this case. He did not hesitate and said in a deep voice: "Secretary Wang, don't worry, all the comrades in the Procuratorate are very concerned about this case.

Have confidence.”

Wang Zijun nodded and said: "Secretary Song, just have confidence. Zheng Xiaonan's case has a particularly bad impact. We must turn this case into an ironclad case as soon as possible and bring peace to the people of Ronan City and the people of Ronan City."

The victim must give an explanation."

"Secretary Wang, don't worry, our political and legal agencies will resolutely complete their tasks." Song Yimin said softly: "Secretary Wang, our Luonan Municipal and Legal Department still has some unsatisfactory aspects in its work. I think this

The main reason is that some people stay in their positions for too long and develop inertia. To solve these problems, some necessary adjustments must be made."

Wang Zijun understands what Song Yimin means. He wants to take advantage of the attack on Zheng Xiaonan to strengthen his influence in the political and legal system. Wang Zijun is not prepared to stop Song Yimin's purpose. After all, people are selfish.

, since Song Yimin is moving closer to him, then he should also support his legitimate interests that he should support.

"Well, Secretary Song, how are you going to leave?"

Song Yimin was overjoyed when he heard that Wang Zijun had no objection. He knew that as long as he could get Wang Zijun's support for his plan, it would basically be a success. After taking a sip of water to moisten his throat, Song Yimin said quietly.

He said: "Secretary Wang, I think it is necessary to maintain the enthusiasm of the political and legal organs in their work, but also to maintain the stability of the political and legal organs. For this adjustment, it is best to start from the deputy position and proceed step by step."

Wang Zijun tapped his fingers lightly on the table. He agreed with Song Yimin's suggestion from the bottom of his heart. This showed that Song Yimin had not been dazzled by victory yet and knew that things had to be done step by step.

"I think it's okay. Yimin, please carefully list the people and positions you are going to move and make a detailed list of them, and study it carefully with the organization department."

Hearing that Wang Zijun fully agreed with his suggestion, Song Yimin was overjoyed. He knew that in this way, his control over the legal system of Ronan City would become stronger.

"Secretary Wang, don't worry, I will complete your instructions as quickly as possible." Song Yimin's voice was very loud, and he pressed the word "instruction" very tightly.

Wang Zijun was very satisfied with Song Yimin's statement. As the top leader of Ronan City, he also needed people's support. Song Yimin, secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, was a relatively powerful member of the Standing Committee. Obtaining his surrender was tantamount to This increased Wang Zijun's control in Ronan City by another ten percent.

With the promotion of Song Yimin, secretary of the Political and Legal Committee, the Ronan Intermediate People's Court moved forward with the trial of Zheng Xiaonan's case very quickly. In just one week, most of the procedures were completed and the court was waiting for the hearing.

During this week, the political scene in Ronan City seemed to be very calm. Not only did the Public Security Bureau show no response to Zheng Xiaonan's case, but even Zheng Xiaodong, the person who should have stepped out most, did not make any significant moves. It was as if Zheng Xiaonan, who is likely to be sentenced to death, is not like his biological brother.

During this week, Wang Zijun did not receive any calls for mercy. He did not hear anyone plead for Zheng Xiaonan on his behalf. And Secretary Liu Chuanrui seemed not to know about this matter. Not only did he not come After calling him, even when Wang Zijun went to the province for a meeting two days ago, Liu Chuanrui didn't mention anything about Zheng Xiaonan except asking him about some things about his work and life.

This incident made Wang Zijun feel more and more abnormal.

In order to be sure, Wang Zijun even read Zheng Xiaonan's case file several times, but he could not see any flaws in the case file.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the skyline of Ronan City. With this ray of sunshine, a new day begins. Under this sunshine, Wang Zijun got on the No. 1 car that came to pick him up and headed towards Speeding away in the direction of the Municipal Party Committee. Under the sunshine, Jiang Xiaorong, who had returned to her temporary rental house, was combing her hair carefully. She was combing it so carefully, as if every minute and every strand was important. Generally combed and tidy.

Under the sunshine, Zheng Xiaonan, who was eating breakfast in the detention center, suddenly burst into laughter. In the midst of this laughter, he smashed the bowl he was eating on the ground. He was still laughing. , but that smile is so comfortable and so violent.

Under this sunshine, the courtroom that was to be used for court proceedings had been wiped clean. Under the morning light, it looked even more solemn and solemn.

Under this sunshine, many people came to the door of Ronan City Court early, preparing to enter the court and listen to the trial of this case that concerned them all...

At 7:50, the No. 1 car in Ronan City parked under the Ronan Municipal Party Committee Office Building on time. Still waiting for Dong Zhibin to open the door, Wang Zijun got out of the car.

And the moment he got out of the car, a Santana 2000 slowly stopped behind his car, and Lu Yuxiong, with a smile on his face, slowly got out of the car.

"Secretary Wang, the weather is nice today!" Lu Yuxiong took two quick steps to catch up with Wang Zijun and said with a smile on his face.

Wang Zijun looked at the twinkling sunshine, nodded and said, "The weather is good."

"It would be a pity to use such a good time to sleep." When Lu Yuxiong said this, he said with a smile: "What a pity, old guys like us all understand the importance of cherishing time, and some young people People are still squandering time, still daydreaming on these bright days."

Wang Zijun could hear the meaning of Lu Yuxiong's words. He looked at Lu Yuxiong's dark face, paused, and then said with a hint of indifference: "The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk. Secretary Lu and I

It’s different, I also like the morning sun!”

Lu Yuxiong's expression changed in an instant. There was something in Wang Zijun's words, and he could naturally tell it. However, he took the opportunity to utter the sarcastic words first, so at this time, he naturally couldn't be annoyed.

"Hahaha, everyone has their own love for the rising sun and the setting sun. However, although the rising sun is full of vitality, it will be covered by dark clouds at some point. Maybe it won't come out for a whole day."

After Lu Yuxiong finished speaking, he burst into laughter. Wang Zijun looked at the laughing Lu Yuxiong and also laughed. The relationship between the two people seemed to have become extremely harmonious at this time. This made everyone around him confused.

Every one of the staff in the compound was very surprised, secretly wondering when the relationship between Secretary Wang and Secretary Lu began to become closer.

Just as the two people were laughing, Li Guinian also got out of the car in front of the municipal government office building. He raised his head and glanced at the sky, with a faint smile on his face. The secretary who was following him whispered softly.

The report said: "Mayor, the Municipal Finance Bureau will hold a city-wide financial meeting this morning. Director Ma called to see if you have time to attend?"

Li Guinian touched his head and smiled and said: "Every day there is this meeting and that meeting. It seems that if I, the mayor, don't go, their meeting will not be held. In this way, please notify Mayor He and let him

All he needs to do is participate."

The secretary agreed and quickly recorded his arrangements in a small book. After entering the office, the secretary softly said: "Mayor Li, Secretary Qiu of Siteng District would like to report to you about Hongxing in their district.

Regarding the progress of the market renovation work, do you think we should ask him to come over this morning?"

Li Guinian's face suddenly darkened, and he glared at the secretary fiercely. He said calmly: "Reports and meetings, can't you just let me have some peace and quiet?"

It was rare for the secretary to see Li Guinian lecturing someone with such a dark face, and he was filled with fear for a moment. For him, Li Guinian was his boss. Even though he was so powerful outside, if he lost Li Guinian's favor, then...

He is nothing.

Li Guinian, who sat down again in his seat, glanced at his secretary's worried look, and then said calmly: "Unless there is something important up here today, don't bother me, I want to watch a show."

.”

"Yes." The secretary breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the smile on Li Guinian's face. He started his work as quickly as possible. When he put a cup of strong tea on the table,

At that time, I heard Mayor Li humming the melody of the fifteenth moon.

Although the melody was not very beautiful, the secretary breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that every time Mayor Li hummed this melody, Mayor Li felt happy. I remember the last time Mayor Li hummed this melody.

The melody is the day when Cheng Zixue left the position of municipal party committee secretary.

Cheng Zixue has been keeping a low profile these days. Ever since the Lugu Railway incident happened, Cheng Zixue has seemed to be wilting. Not only does he not comment on the work of the municipal party committee and government, he rarely expresses his opinions.

Cheng Zixue, who had a gloomy look on his face almost every day, made the entire National People's Congress office panic-stricken. They were afraid that they had done something wrong and become Director Cheng's punching bag.

Among these National People's Congress staff who live on guard, the most fearful person should be Fan Yantao, the director of the National People's Congress office. Others are a little far away from Cheng Zixue, so when they want to hide, they can still hide away. But Fan Yantao can't.

Likewise, as the director of the office, he has no place to hide even if he wants to.

Isn't there a saying in the world that life is like rape. Since you can't avoid it, enjoy it slowly. Fan Yantao fully developed this spirit and tried every means to do his job from all aspects. Let's

Even if Director Cheng wants to lose his temper, he can't find an excuse.

Although he was quite passive in this move, the chance of being criticized was greatly reduced. But today, his heart was full of anxiety. He secretly regretted that he was a little too careless last night and drank two more drinks.

That's all, I took advantage of the drunkenness to hang out with my old wife for a while. Although it was very refreshing, when I woke up this morning, it was already 7:40 in the morning.

When he saw the hands on the clock for the first time, Fan Yantao felt as if he had been wound up. He quickly put his clothes on, washed his face hastily, and quickly walked towards

Walk to the National People's Congress office area.

But no matter how fast he was, he knew that it was inevitable that he would be late this time. He was muttering various excuses in his heart, knowing that he could not avoid the criticism this time. Thinking of the last time he was criticized by Cheng Zixue, Fan Yantao felt sorry for himself.

Repeated mistakes are made with resentment.

But no matter how much he hates him, he can only think in his heart that he can't kill his relatives just because of this matter. He wants to practice magical skills and cut them off in two.

After seeing the Blue Bird parked on the parking lot, Fan Yantao, who had no last hope, took a breath and walked quickly towards Cheng Zixue's office.

If you extend your head and retract your head, you will get a slash. Since you can't escape, it's better to take the stab early. Fan Yantao, with thoughts flashing in his mind, looked at himself carefully and gently opened the door of Cheng Zixue's office.

's door.

"Director Cheng, I really overslept today. This..." As a veteran of an agency, Fan Yantao knew that he might as well take the initiative to criticize himself instead of making excuses. In this way, Cheng's self-study would be regarded as training.

It will also be lighter.

"What's the point of being a little late? Besides, Yan Tao, you're not late, right?" Fan Yantao, who originally thought there was going to be a thunderstorm, never thought that what was waiting for him was a burst of warm care like the spring breeze.

Looking at Cheng Zixue with a smile on his face, Fan Yantao couldn't help but feel a little more panic. Just when he was about to use a more sincere tone to make a self-examination, he heard Cheng Zixue say: "Even if I come late this time,

, what else, just come earlier next time, Yan Tao, come over and see how I am doing with this handwriting."

Fan Yantao couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when Cheng taught himself how to read. He knew that his crisis was finally over.

At this moment, the clock on the wall struck eight o'clock. Cheng Zixue, who was looking at the handwriting he had just written, had a smile of anticipation on his face.

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