Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 77: You are the one who is wasted

"Secretary Wang, how about we come back in the afternoon?" Looking at Wang Zijun's face, Zhuo Changwei asked cautiously.

"No, let's wait here." Wang Zijun said as he sat down on the guard's chair at the Finance Bureau.

Zhuo Changwei looked at Wang Zijun who was sitting down by himself and didn't know what to say.

Half an hour passed, and many people came to the Finance Bureau one after another to do business. Almost everyone who came in and out cast a surprised look at Wang Zijun and Zhuo Changwei. However, in these eyes, Wang Zijun

You didn't realize it and turned a deaf ear.

"Ha, Mayor Gou, it's you again. This veteran is the best. You see, Director Yang immediately approved it as soon as you came. I'm happy today. You have to give me a chance. I have to give you two toasts!"

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"Lao Fang, please stop filling me with ecstasy. Did you drink honey or apply oil? You can still hide it from me with all your tricks."

The two people walked down the steps chatting and laughing. As soon as the conversation between the two people reached Zhuo Changwei's ears, his face became ugly.

Director Zhou is at home! He is hiding away on purpose!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhuo Changwei hurriedly turned to look at Wang Zijun.

Wang Zijun heard the conversation between the two people clearly, but acted as if nothing had happened. However, Zhuo Changwei did not notice that there was a flash of coldness in Wang Zijun's eyes.

"Brother Zhuo, are you here again to ask for payment?" One of them greeted Zhuo Changwei loudly as soon as he saw him.

Zhuo Changwei recognized this person as Fang Wenming, the director of the Xiahe Township Finance Office. Zhuo Changwei and Fang Wenming were not very familiar with each other, but after becoming the director of finance, this guy would take the initiative to say hello every time he met him, probably

Since we were in the same position, we felt some sympathy for each other, so we quickly agreed, "It's Director Fang."

"Brother, I advise you not to wait here foolishly. You won't be able to wait until dark. But brother, don't be angry. It has nothing to do with you. It's your hometown boy Wang Shu who is responsible.

Someone." Fang Wenming whispered to Zhuo Changwei.

"Brother, let me advise you. You still need someone to tie the bell to untie it. You have to run around for ten days and a half to light the lamp - it's all in vain. You should go back. Brother, let's go!" He dropped these words and ran a few steps.

He chased Mayor Gou and followed him.

"Secretary Wang, look, what should we do now..." Zhuo Changwei looked at Wang Zijun and whispered.

Confirming the suspicion in his heart, Wang Zijun was a little angry. However, he still had a faint smile on his face and said: "You can talk to the comrades from the Finance Bureau and say that we want to see Director Yang."

Zhuo Changwei felt sad when he saw Wang Zijun persisting, and hurriedly walked towards the security guard at the door. In Zhuo Changwei's eyes, in a county, the secretary of the township party committee was also a powerful prince, and he would fight for himself.

But I was treated with such cowardice at the door of the Finance Bureau!

When the security guard looked at Zhuo Changwei again, his face became a little impatient: "I have already said that the director is not here, the director is not here! This is the office of the Finance Bureau, not the Petitions Bureau or the Civil Affairs Bureau.

You won't be able to solve the problem no matter how much you linger!"

Zhuo Changwei looked at the cold face of the security guard, and a burst of anger rose in his heart. Just when he was about to have a big fight with the security guard, he heard Wang Zijun say: "Changwei, come back."

"Secretary Wang, shall we go back?" Zhuo Changwei turned to look at Wang Zijun and asked carefully.

"No, I won't answer. Let's wait until he gets off work." Wang Zijun seemed to not care about the cold reception he received.

Sure enough, Wang Zijun kept his promise and left on time with Zhuo Changwei after twelve o'clock.

"What kind of secretary? He is no longer a grandson when he comes to our Finance Bureau!" The security guard looked at Wang Zijun's leaving figure and said proudly to himself.

"You..." This sentence just happened to reach Zhuo Changwei's ears. He clenched his fists tightly and his face turned red. He looked back at Wang Zijun, who was walking resolutely, and ran a few steps to catch up with him.

"Secretary Wang, let's go back to our hometown after dinner?" Zhuo Changwei pondered for a moment and persuaded in a deep voice.

Wang Zijun patted Zhuo Changwei on the shoulder, smiled and said: "No, we will come again in the afternoon."

Just when Wang Zijun walked out of the door of the Finance Bureau, in a carefully decorated office on the third floor of the Finance Bureau, the Finance Director was standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window looking at Wang Zijun, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

Lying down on the boss's chair in the office, he pressed a few keys with a pair of fat fingers. As soon as the call was connected, he laughed and said: "Ha, Brother Lin, that morning, the prince was in my unit.

The telephone pole has been stuck at the door all morning, bro, I have to get you a drink!"

There was a burst of laughter from the other end of the phone. He laughed wildly but restrainedly, and said cheerfully: "Director Yang, thank you very much. We will see you at Shuweiju at noon."

"Look at you, I'm just kidding you, but you take it seriously. Who among us is following the other? If you bully your brother, you're bullying my brother!" Director Yang pretended to be angry.

"Good brother, brother, I was wrong! You are right to criticize me. I have kept this love brother in mind. Let's drink another day. The minister asked me to go out together. I will talk to my brother in detail later."

When Lin Jianghe put down the phone, the smile on Director Yang's face became brighter. He lay down on the recliner, tapped his chubby fingers on the desk rhythmically, and hummed a tune happily: "Little Cang, I'm leaving."

Fengxiaoxian..."

In the afternoon, in the Finance Bureau lobby, there was still the same security guard with the same cold face. What Wang Zijun still got was the answer that the director was not there.

Without saying a word, Wang Zijun and Zhuo Changwei sat in the guard office of the Finance Bureau for another whole afternoon.

The county is not big, so people will talk about it like sugarcane if it is anything big. Wang Zijun is also the secretary of the township party committee. The fact that he was benched in the Finance Bureau was exaggerated and he was dismissed.

Spread the word.

"Follow the Organization Department closely, and the more you work, the more progress you will make; if you offend the Organization Department, the more you work, the more confused you will be." After hearing the news, many senior officials in the agency sighed with gloating.

Just when everyone thought that the young secretary would die down after being refused to see him, the security guard from the Finance Bureau saw that calm and delicate face again when he went to work the next day.

"The director is not here..." Mechanical words came out of the security guard's mouth.

"It's okay, I can wait." Wang Zijun was calm and calm, but when he was sitting on the sofa, he whispered to Zhuo Changwei: "Remember the time we came..."

Still the same the next day...

On the third day, Wang Zijun came to the Finance Bureau on time. He and Zhuo Changwei reported on time every day, which made the security guard uneasy and a little bored. He glared at Wang Zijun fiercely, but there was nothing he could do.

This almost ridiculous thing quickly spread in the county town, and Wang Zijun, the youngest township party committee secretary in the county, slowly came into the eyes of the cadres and the masses in the county.

On the fourth day, the security guard at the door was mentally prepared to have a township party committee secretary accompany him on guard duty. However, to his great disappointment, the party committee secretary who came earlier than him two days ago actually came to the police station for the first time.

Didn't come.

"Huh, you are young after all. Once the three minutes of heat are over, everything is still the same as the nephew holding a lantern - it's the same as before!" The security guard at the door shook his head and sighed.

"jingle……"

The phone rang rapidly. The security guard who hurriedly picked up the phone heard the caller ID and his voice immediately softened: "Hello, Director Yang."

Director Yang's voice on the phone was still full of majesty: "Old Zhao, is Wang Zijun from Xihezi Township here?"

"There is no director, he hasn't come yet." The security guard leaned out the door again to confirm that the familiar figure was not there, and then reported the report carefully.

"Yeah, I understand." The other party hung up the phone.

I thought you could hold on for a few more days. How dare you waste your patience with me? Huh! The road you walked is not as good as the bridge I crossed!