Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Xiao Guangnian was a very talkative person. Although he did not ask Wang Zijun about their true identities, Li Guinian had already guessed from Li Guinian's expression that Secretary Wang was extraordinary, so he seemed to be very polite when he spoke.

"Are you still running anime games now?" Wang Zijun looked at the road with no intention of clearing it up and asked Xiao Guangnian casually.

"No, I am currently investing in a movie." When Xiao Guangnian said this, he scratched his head and said, "But this is like a mountain, so I may have to give up soon."

Although Li Guinian didn't like Xiao Guangnian who suddenly ran out, chatting with people in this traffic jam was a way to relieve boredom. Therefore, he also joked: "I heard that you can make a lot of money by making movies now."

Money, why are you ready to give up?"

"Hey, the main reason is that I don't have money. When the director came to me with the script, he clearly said that it would only cost three million. He didn't expect that more than one million had been spent before filming even started.

I can't stand it!" Xiao Guangnian was like Xianglin's wife, shaking her head repeatedly and complaining to Li Guinian.

"Since you have invested so much money, then stick to it. If you give up halfway, won't the initial investment be in vain?" Li Guinian pondered for a moment and expressed his opinion.

Xiao Guangnian spread his hands and wondered: "I also understand this. If I can persist, I will persist, but there are too many difficulties. Not to mention the financial problem, even the filming location is also a lot of trouble. There are not enough directors.

Naturally, there are no well-known actors because of the weight. Now it is almost certain that this film will not make a few cents."

"Then you still invest?" Although Wang Zijun didn't have much contact with Xiao Guangnian, he knew that he was a shrewd person. According to the situation he said, it seemed that he had made a trap for himself to jump into.

"I just saw his story and thought it would be popular, so I invested in it. Damn it, I was so confused at the time. I didn't expect that making movies is such a big deal." Xiao Guangnian said this.

Put his hand on his own again

He slapped his head hard and said angrily, "I feel like my hand is caught in the crack of the door. Turn left, it hurts, turn right, it still hurts. If you don't turn, the side door will pinch you, which hurts even more.

It really makes me uncomfortable if I don’t continue to invest!”

"What kind of movie are you investing in?" Wang Zijun was amused by Xiao Guangnian's self-deprecation and asked with interest.

"Damn, he's a fairy in ancient costume. His name is Heavenly Sword Asking for Love." Xiao Guangnian didn't hide anything and said casually.

"Sword of Heaven"? Wang Zijun was stunned. Although he had no interest in movies such as martial arts and fairy tales in his previous life, for this movie in his previous life, it had a huge influence in China, no, probably in the world.

But after watching it once, Wang Zijun looked at Xiao Guangnian with a strange look when he thought of the box office revenue this movie brought.

At the same time, in his mind, a memory that had been almost hidden also began to tumble in his heart. In his memory, after "A Fairy Sword" won the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film, director Chen

When he was being interviewed, he said with great regret that, among other things,

In fact, this movie should have been released to the general public five years ago, but because the producer suddenly withdrew the funding midway through the process, the movie has been silent for a long time. If it weren’t for the persistence of the young director who has gained both fame and fortune.

, this film will never come out.

Because of the hot box office revenue, many people lamented the producer who had no vision. Some people even nicknamed the producer the most pig-headed producer in history on the Internet.

Looking at Xiao Guangnian's fat-headed and big-eared Nie, a pig-headed figure suddenly flashed into Wang Zijun's mind. Zijun couldn't help laughing and said: "Old Xiao, nothing can be smooth sailing. The process in the middle must be a kind of suffering. You must endure it."

Once you endure it, maybe things will come to light."

"Secretary Wang, thank you both for your kindness, but I, Xiao Guangnian, really can't stand it anymore. This kind of movie with bleak prospects is simply a bottomless pit. If I don't brake suddenly, I will only lose more." Xiao Guangnian said while shaking his head.

It shook like a rattle, as if the movie was a poisonous snake entangled in him.

Wang Zijun gave a wry smile and secretly said that Xiao Guangnian regretted nothing back then. Even though he persuaded him so earnestly, he still persisted in going all the way and insisted on divestment. He couldn't hold his hand and tell him about the future of this movie.

What will happen? If you withdraw your capital now, I'm afraid you will regret it until your intestines turn green.

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Wang Zijun couldn't help but think of the movie that had a huge impact in the country. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he smiled at Xiao Guangnian and said: "Old Xiao, do you have a script? Let me take a look later.

, I have a friend who is in the investment business, if the script is really good, I will recommend it to her."

Beating the child on a cloudy day was idle anyway. Besides, Xiao Guangnian thought that Wang Zijun and Li Guinian could also make friends, so he quickly took two copied scripts from the car. However, I don’t know if it was to save paper, but this script

The words above are all in point five.

Seeing Wang Zijun's eyes falling on the script, Xiao Guangnian said a little embarrassedly: "Secretary Wang, this guy who published the manuscript at that time didn't know how to do things. The characters are a little too small, hehe!"

It was okay if he didn't explain it. Once he explained it, people looked at Xiao Guangnian as an even more vulgar guy. Li Guinian, who had never thought about the script, was even less interested in reading his script at this time. But Zijun didn't care.

After hearing this, I smiled softly and took the script and started reading it.

The script is very good. From a very basic point of view, Wang Zijun feels that although this script is a little different from the movies that will be seen in later generations, it at least has a general outline. No wonder it attracted money-obsessed guys like Xiao Guangnian to invest in it.

It's millions.

"Old Xiao, it would be a pity to give up this good film." Wang Zijun gently put down the script and said to Xiao Guangnian.

Xiao Guangnian was not prepared to get any sponsorship from Wang Zijun. After all, Wang Zijun's identity had already been determined, and it was impossible for him to sponsor a movie. Hearing Wang Zijun's comments, Xiao Guangnian reluctantly smiled and said: "Secretary Wang,

I don’t want to give up, but I really can’t afford the money to invest. Besides, to shoot this film, you have to find a scenic spot with good scenery, and the shooting costs will also cost a lot of money!”

Seeing that Xiao Guangnian was determined, Wang Zijun pondered for a moment and then said: "Old Xiao, don't give up just yet. I have a friend who is engaged in investment. Let me talk to her and see if she is interested?"

"Then it's good to be in love." Xiao Guangnian had given up anyway, and now there's another village where there's success or failure, at least there's a little more peace of mind.

Just as the two were talking, the coal truck was finally repaired, and the traffic police who arrived later began to clear the vehicles blocked here. After saying goodbye to Xiao Guangnian, Wang Zijun boarded the car and left.

"Secretary Wang, this road in Ronan City is really a headache. I don't know who can build a highway directly to the provincial capital." Li Guinian said with emotion as he looked at the vehicles that gradually dispersed.

Wang Zijun said softly: "Whether it's for us or for Ronan City, we have to build this road."

Li Guinian almost laughed out loud. After all, this Wang Zijun was too young and spoke lightly. What he just said was just a moment of emotion. He didn't expect that this Wang Zijun would actually speak arrogantly and say such big words! He was a fool in Ronan City.

Li Guinian, the mayor for so many years, knows very well how much money it will cost to build this highway!

"Secretary Wang, if the province supports it, we can build this road in one year." Li Guinian pondered for a moment and said with a hint of tentativeness.

"It is impossible for Secretary Yifeng and Governor Shi to invest most of the province's fiscal funds on a highway." Wang Zijun looked at the dust splashing outside the window and said quietly.

Li Guinian didn't answer. He no longer had any hope for the construction of this expressway. He raised his head and met Wang Zijun's sharp eyes like an eagle sweeping over him. Li Guinian instantly felt that Wang Zijun was going to build it.

This kind of highway ambition is just a compliment.

Said: "Secretary Wang, I heard that when you were in Dongpu City, the people in Dongpu City had the reputation of 'rooster' in the minds of the people. After listening to your words, I realized that 'the world will be white when the rooster sings'."

Secretary Fengcai, with you here, Ronan City’s economic development is just around the corner.”

From Li Guinian's expression, Wang Zijun could guess what the mayor was thinking. He pondered for a moment and said: "Mayor Li, when people pass by, they leave their names, and when geese pass by, they leave their voices. The two of us are here in Luo

Even if we build a team in Ronan City, even for our own sake, we cannot let others say that we, the two municipal party committee secretaries and the mayor, accomplished nothing and did nothing when we were in power in Ronan City."

"Secretary Wang, you are right, but our city cannot afford to build this highway at all." Li Guinian pondered for a moment, and then said: "With our Ronan City alone, even if we tighten our belts, we can't build it at all.

I can’t afford to repair a section!”

Wang Zijun saw Li Guinian's solemn expression and knew that Li Guinian was not making trouble for him at this time, but was telling a fact. With the current financial income of Ronan City, a section of ordinary highway from Ronan City to Shanyuan City

We can't afford to repair it, let alone build a highway.

However, Wang Zijun, who had already thought about this matter, was not prepared to start from the financial aspect. He smiled softly and said: "Mayor Li, it depends on manpower, and the highway from Ronan City to Shanyuan City will benefit.

It’s not just us in Ronan City, the funds can also be found in other ways.”

"Secretary Wang, we are going to Shanyuan City. In addition to passing through Sanhu City, if we take a straight line, we will also pass through Chanmeng City. These two cities are also willing to build this expressway, but their traffic conditions are not bad. If we let

It is still possible for them to provide a small amount of funds, but if

If they invest too much, they will definitely not do it." At this point, Li Guinian said in a deep voice: "The Provincial High-speed Development Company has also tried borrowing from banks, but now that bank money is tightening, several banks

They all expressed that they no longer want to lend money in this area."

"If bank loans are not enough, we can still use private financing." Wang Zijun smiled calmly and said loudly.

Financing from the private sector? Li Guinian was stunned for a moment. He hesitated for a moment, and then he said hesitantly: "Secretary Wang, can the private sector raise so much money? That's tens of billions of dollars!"

"How can you know if it doesn't work without trying it? It's a mule or a horse, just pull it out for a walk and you will know." At this time, Wang Zijun showed a hint of perseverance in his eyes.

Li Guinian looked at Wang Zijun's firm expression and opened his mouth, but in the end he did not say anything to persuade him. Although he still thought that Wang Zijun's idea was simply impulsive and ridiculous, he was not prepared to stop him≡

He has made his attitude clear and even offered kind words to Wang Zijun. He has done his best to be benevolent and righteous. If Wang Zijun insists on his own opinion and does not hit the wall and does not look back, then the ultimate failure can only be borne by him.

What's more, in the officialdom, the failure of a political opponent means another ladder for one's official career...

On the second day after returning from Shanyuan City, Wang Zijun personally sent He Jinzhong to the Municipal Science and Technology Bureau to take up his post. On the three-story building of the Science and Technology Bureau built in the 1970s, Wang Zijun delivered a passionate speech, encouraging all science and technology workers.

We must emancipate our minds, improve our initiative in work, and make our own contributions to the economic construction of Ronan City.

Because of Wang Zijun's arrival, four or five members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee came to the small building of the Municipal Science and Technology Bureau. Ronan City TV station even sent the strongest interview team. He Jinzhong's appointment was extremely glorious.

However, no matter how great the scenery is, it can't withstand the wind and rain of reality. After Wang Zijun left with a group of municipal party committee leaders, He Jinzhong's heart slowly faded as he looked at the dilapidated office of the Science and Technology Bureau and more than a dozen staff members, old and young.

Sunk to the bottom.

He knew that in the future, he would be marginalized by Ronan City's political arena, or even be forgotten forever.

What kind of mood is He Jinzhong in? Wang Zijun doesn't know that Zi Zijun has been very busy recently. With He Jinzhong's adjustment, he has penetrated his influence into the division-level cadres of Ronan City. Wang Zijun has not

He immediately started his highway project, and after briefly explaining the work, he rushed back to Jiang City without stopping.

After all, it's Little Bao'er's 100th day. No matter how busy he is on weekdays, he still has to go home to see him. Otherwise, Mr. Wang, who is doting on Little Bao more and more, might rush to Ronan City to catch him and take him home.

When Wang Zijun returned to Jiang City, Mo Xiaobei had already brought Xiao Bao'er here for two days. It was noon when Zijun arrived home. After arranging the driver to rest in the hotel, he drove to the provincial party committee's family home

hospital.

Originally, Dong Zhibin wanted to follow, but Wang Zijun politely declined. He didn't want people in Ronan City to know about his son's 100-day celebration.

At the moment, he has just taken over the power of Ronan City, and I don't know how many people want to get close to him with various purposes. Zijun doesn't want to owe favors. Later, these favors will become invisible obstacles in his work.

Walking into the familiar door, her mother Zhao Xuehua was lying on a lounge chair under the shade of a tree with her eyes closed and relaxing. When she heard the footsteps, she quickly opened her eyes and saw her son standing in front of her. She was very surprised at first, and then she became silent.

asked: "You still know you are coming back? I have never seen a father like you come back today for such a big thing!"

Listening to his mother's blame, Wang Zijun felt warm in his heart. He walked forward and hugged his mother. He smiled and said: "Mom, I know I was wrong. I made you worry about it. Don't worry, I will definitely do it next time."

Come early."

Hearing the word "next time", Zhao Xuehua's expression became a little strange. Wang Zijun realized that he had made a mistake and stuck out his tongue at his mother naughtily.

"Mom, don't think so wildly. This is purely a slip of the tongue."

"It's not a slip of the tongue, it's okay." Zhao Xuehua said meaningfully, and said to the inside: "Xiao Bei is taking little Bao'er for a nap. Please keep your voice down, so as not to wake the child up."

Wang Zijun nodded and walked over quietly. After gently opening the door, the melodious singing came into his ears. He looked at the TV playing and then at Mo Xiaobei who was looking towards him.

Wang Zijun smiled and said, "Why, isn't Little Bao'er asleep yet?"

Mo Xiaobei was dressed in home clothes and was lying on the bed with a trace of laziness. Seeing Wang Zijun walk in, he shushed softly and lowered his voice: "Your son has developed a bad habit. He has to do it every time he goes to bed.

You have to listen to the music, otherwise you will make a fuss, cry and scream."

Wang Zijun smiled, strolled to Mo Xiaobei's side, glanced at his son who was lying on the blanket and clenching his little fists tightly, and asked softly: "Children just like to hear noises, this doesn't count.

Damn it, this shows that my son is sentimental."

"Your son still has a choice of songs to listen to while sleeping. He doesn't listen to ordinary songs at all, he only listens to Liao Anru's songs." As Mo Xiaobei spoke, he pointed towards the woman who was singing softly on the stage.

Wang Zijun's eyes followed Mo Xiaobei's fingers and looked towards the TV. On the TV screen, he saw Liao Anru, wearing a white dress, softly singing a touching song. And this song was in Jiang Province.

This song has been sung in the north for who knows how many years. When I heard it now, it sounded so familiar to Wang Zijun's ears.

Didn't she just like to sing this song in her ears during the off-season? And after having a son in her previous life, he also used this song as his child's lullaby. But now, everything seems to have been overthrown.

When he came back, he and Liao Anru had become two parallel lines.

But now, his and Mo Xiaobei's son still likes to fall asleep listening to Liao Anru's music. Is all this a coincidence?

Thinking of the past, Wang Zijun's eyes became moist for no reason. He shook his head gently, and then gently embraced Mo Xiaobei, who was looking at him, into his arms. At this moment, he

My mood slowly calmed down, and a real sense of happiness emerged from my heart.

Mo Xiaobei also snuggled quietly in Wang Zijun's arms. Although she didn't know what her husband was thinking, at this time, her face was filled with a satisfied smile.

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