Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 73: Accumulation

The agency has always been a place where things can't be hidden. No matter how ordinary things are, they will swell and then start to spread and become extravagant. In just half a day, the story of the fight between Zhuo Changwei and Lin Jianglun spread.

I gave you a sweet date core and you got carried away. Do you think you have Wang Zijun's support? Lin Jianglun's brother is also the deputy director of the Organization Department. Not to mention you are an inconspicuous little chess piece, he is Wang Zijun himself.

I don't want to offend him.

After discussing Zhuo Changwei, someone inadvertently mentioned Zhuo Changwei's wife, who had an affair with Li Yuanyi. Then someone said that Secretary Wang asked Zhuo Changwei to be the director of finance. It was obvious that he didn't know people well. Isn't that right?

Does it mean relying on a weasel to drive the shaft?

After all, he is still young and tends to get hot-headed. The personnel arrangement is a bit inappropriate, but fortunately, there is still Mayor Zhao here to steer the ship...

"Secretary Wang, the party committee must come up with handling opinions on Zhuo Changwei as soon as possible, otherwise, you may be passive." Qiu Jiacheng suggested to Wang Zijun with a dark face.

Wang Zijun sat opposite Qiu Jiacheng with an indifferent expression, and threw a pipe to Qiu Jiacheng as if nothing had happened: "Old Qiu, in your opinion, how should this matter be handled?"

Qiu Jiacheng took a deep puff of smoke and said: "Secretary Wang, at this point, we can only choose the lesser of two evils. We can only offend Chang Wei. Minister Lin, you'd better not offend me."

Seeing Qiu Jiacheng's solemn face, Wang Zijun paused and said nothing, but his heart became more determined.

There was silence in Wang Zijun's office. At this moment, there was a faint knock on the door. The knock on the door was so soft that if Wang Zijun and Qiu Jiacheng hadn't stopped talking, they might not have heard it at all.

"Come in." Wang Zijun glanced at the door and said in a deep voice.

The door opened slowly, and Zhuo Changwei walked in with a reserved look. Zhuo Changwei's face seemed to have been dried by the wind, and he seemed a little cold. He would cry if he shivered. He stood in front of Wang Zijun's desk.

Set, their lips touched, and they murmured for a long time, but no words came out.

Qiu Jiacheng looked at the cowardly Zhuo Changwei and finally couldn't hold it in any longer: "...Why are you acting like a bitch! Can you please be angry? He sat on your head and shit or something, you have to follow

Did he take action? Secretary Wang is already under pressure after mentioning you... It's not okay, aren't you just making things difficult for Secretary Wang?"

Wang Zijun waved his hand towards Qiu Jiacheng and said to Zhuo Changwei gently: "Changwei is here, sit down."

"Secretary Wang, I...I have caused trouble for you..."

"So, you know the consequences of your fight?" Wang Zijun looked at Zhuo Changwei who was making a self-examination with a smile and said lightly.

Zhuo Changwei blushed with anxiety, and gritted his teeth for the last time: "Secretary Wang, if you give me another chance, I will beat Lin Jianglun to the ground. But if this matter affects you, you can deal with me, but you can't

Because I have brought you into trouble!"

After saying these words, Zhuo Changwei turned around and ran away.

Qiu Jiacheng watched Zhuo Changwei run out and sighed: "Now... I'm quite brave!"

"Sister Qiuna, these are the orchids I specially hired someone to transplant for you from Hongling Village. What do you think?" In Li Qiuna's office, Lin Jianglun held a pot of flowers in both hands and asked Li Qiuna for credit.

Because of Lin Jianghe's relationship, Li Qiuna and Lin Jianglun were very close. Li Qiuna took care of Lin Jianglun in all matters in the village.

Li Qiuna took the flower pot with a look of surprise, smelled the budding flower bones, and exclaimed: "Oh, it smells so good!"

"Jiang Lun, it's not that I'm criticizing you. You're good at everything, but you can't stay alone when you drink! Don't be so careless in the future. You don't care about anything, and you have to take care of our brother's influence, right?

?”

What Li Qiuna said was quite reasonable. Although it was just a slap in the face, it suddenly brought us closer to each other. Then Lin Jianghe obviously has a working relationship with you, how could he become your brother?

But this is normal. In the office, as long as you are in your position, many relatives will suddenly appear without your knowledge. These people are your second or third cousins ​​from your seventh concubine and eighth aunt.

.

"Sister Qiuna, I understand, but you really don't blame me for the fight that day. What is that kid Zhuo Changwei? He can't even look down on his own wife! He pointed out his wife's bad things and got a job in the Finance Office.

That’s not bad... I’ve become the director of finance! I just don’t accept it. How can a guy with a cuckold on his head be used as a character?"

Although Lin Jianglun's words were a bit harsh, they were also true. However, Li Qiuna sighed and said: "Brother, you can just complain at my sister's place. Outside, you have to keep a guard on your mouth. You can't talk too much."

It’s a shame. Anyway, my brother has come forward. I think Secretary Wang won’t let you suffer if he doesn’t look at the monk’s face or the Buddha’s face. However, you have to remember not to get into trouble like this in the future!”

Li Qiuna's words seemed to give Lin Jianglun a reassurance. He came to Li Qiuna to find out Wang Zijun's attitude. When Li Qiuna said this, Lin Jianglun felt much more at ease.

"Sister, you have to say something to your brother at this critical moment. Call my brother in a few days and let's go to the county to have a good gathering. I'm going down to gather now." As Lin Jianglun spoke, he headed in the direction of the conference room.

Walked over.

Li Qiuna looked at Lin Jianglun's leaving figure with disdain on her face. Lin Jianglun was just a piece of mud, but who gave him a good brother?

When she thought of Lin Jianghe, she couldn't help but think of Zhao Liansheng, and secretly wondered if she should stand in line again. However, as soon as the idea arose, Wang Zijun's face appeared in her mind.

"Let's wait a little longer." Thoughts flashed in her mind, Li Qiuna murmured to herself.

The ten minutes before the gathering in Xihezi Township are undoubtedly the most lively. Township cadres in groups of three or five are talking happily. You tease me, I will hurt you, joking and talking about everything.

"Oh, Xiao Linzi, I heard that you have entered the office? Is this the first time for a big girl to sit in a sedan chair?" Seeing Lin Jianglun come in, a township cadre in his forties jokingly greeted Lin Jianglun.

"Hey, to be honest with you guys, I really went in, why did this happen? It's because we can't stand those guys with cuckolds on their heads, and there are five people and six people in front of our brothers.

What kind of bullshit director is he? Bah!"

Lin Jianglun's emotional explanation immediately attracted a burst of applause, especially the guys who usually liked to be clingy with him, who gave him a thumbs up and seemed to be booing.

Everyone in the room laughed unbridled! Just when everyone was laughing so hard that they were leaning forward and backward with laughter, Zhuo Changwei came in.

Zhuo Changwei was in a bad mood, and Qiu Jiacheng's scolding made it difficult for him to be in a happy mood again. He had already caused trouble for Secretary Wang, and it would be too selfish to just vent his emotions.

According to convention, the first row in the conference room is for the deputy department level, and the second row is for the heads of the seven institutes and eight stations. Although there is no explicit rule, it has become a rule over time.

After Zhuo Changwei became the Director of Finance, his seat was occupied in the second row. But today, when Zhuo Changwei walked to the second row as a habit, he found that his seat was already occupied by someone: the Finance Director.

Section member Wu Guodong.

"Hey! Director Zhuo, do you have something to arrange?" Seeing Zhuo Changwei walking towards the second row, Wu Guodong glanced at Zhuo Changwei provocatively and asked with a smile, but his eyes looked a bit like a broom.

When Zhuo Changwei saw that Wu Guodong was asking questions knowingly, he wanted to punch him in the face, but when he thought about Wang Zijun, his heart suddenly calmed down. This kind of calmness was certainly not a peaceful and happy one, but more like swallowing his anger.

I don't know who it was, but he laughed. The sound was like a thorn, pricking the tight conference room. There was a little commotion in the conference room, like an inflated balloon deflating.

When Zhuo Changwei walked to the back row, his waist was stiff and straight, and his steps were like a tragic zombie!