Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Sun Zhaoxi has been a little unhappy recently. He was originally ready to leave, although the position he was going to leave was shocking: Deputy Secretary of the Party Group of the Provincial Writers Association. The position of deputy department level sounds similar to that of the Director of the Organization Department of the Ronan Municipal Party Committee

They are on the same level. But in fact, in terms of actual power, they are completely different.

What made him unhappy was a rogue saying that was quietly circulated in the office. The most popular ones during the office spirit dinner were these vulgar jokes. If he hadn't paid attention to self-cultivation, he would have wanted to explode in public. The sentence was:

Wash a bird in cold water, and the more you wash it, the smaller it becomes. If this sentence is applied to Sun Zhaoxi, other than watching his jokes with gloating, wouldn't it mean that he is finished in this life?

Jiang Longgang is not a young man who has just entered the society. He certainly does not think that the Writers Association is very mysterious. For people in the officialdom, walking into the Writers Association is basically just sitting down. He has been following Wang Zijun for a while, and after hearing and seeing,

He was so impressed by the talent of this young leader. This is how it is in official circles. If you push me today, I will kick you tomorrow. After a few rounds, he almost believed that one day, Secretary Wang could become an outstanding leader.

politician.

Wang Zijun touched the tea cup in front of him, and he also complained a little bit about Xu Qianjiang, the provincial party committee's organizational director. He said in his heart that he just asked Xu Qianjiang to let Dang Heng come to be his organizational director, but he did not expect that this leader would be better, directly

There was a buy-one-get-one-free offer, and Sun Zhaoxi was hired by the Writers' Association as deputy party secretary.

Whether this incident was actually Xu Qianjiang's instruction or not, Wang Zijun didn't know. But he understood that many people would remember this incident on his head.

To be honest, Wang Zijun didn't want to leave a reputation for being mean. But for Sun Zhaoxi who suddenly shot him, it would be true to say that Wang Zijun didn't have any complaints in his heart.

"Please inform Secretary-General Jin that all team members will send Director Sun off tonight."

As soon as Jiang Long agreed, he picked up his pen and started recording quickly.

After Jiang Longgang left the office, Wang Zijun began to look at the documents Jiang Longgang gave him. These were some regular documents. In Wang Zijun's view, Li Guinian could handle these documents himself. However, almost every document signed by Li Guinian

Above, it is clearly written asking Secretary Wang to read the instructions.

Although it was just one sentence, it expressed Li Guinian's attitude. Regarding these documents, Wang Zijun always drew a circle to indicate that he had read them, but did not express any opinions.

This is also an attitude.

Wang Zijun put the document on the table, rubbed his head, and casually picked up a newspaper and read it. In recent years, the power of the news media has been too powerful. As a tool of public opinion, it either sells sesame oil,

Or it's just throwing shit, so you can't help but ignore it.

Originally, Wang Zijun just wanted to change his mind when he read the newspaper, but when he saw the title in the newspaper, his expression became serious.

""Jiang Province is based on a new starting point and achieves new leaps". Looking at the title of this article, Wang Zijun pondered for a moment before looking at the content of the article.

This is a summary report, which fully affirms the economic and social work of Jiang Province in recent years. It is said that laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door. Although this is just an article, Wang Zijun learned from it.

I smelled different meanings.

It seems that Lin Zeyuan is about to move! The moment this thought came to his mind, Wang Zijun thought of every detail of Jiang Province in the past few years. Although he did not spend much time in Jiang Province. Lubei County was classified as Shan Province

After that, he became an authentic mountain province cadre, but he had not many contacts with Lin Zeyuan.

In his eyes, Lin Zeyuan is a man of great wisdom. This kind of person is not showy on the surface, but he is bold and decisive in many things. He plans strategies and sneaks into Chencang.

During the days when Lin Zeyuan was in charge of Jiang Province, although there were no major disturbances, the economic development speed of Jiang Province put the Shan Province in the same place to shame, not to mention the stable political situation of Jiang Province. Lin Zeyuan seemed to

He hasn't made any big moves, but everything in Jiang Province is under his control.

Wang Zijun has always respected this unnamed father-in-law, and he also knew that this man was going to a more important position, but in his memory, this would have to wait three years. And now, everything

It seems to have changed. I am giving a summary at this time to build momentum. There is definitely a problem here.

Wang Zijun did not believe that with Lin Zeyuan's methods, he would go down silently, not to mention that the people behind Lin Zeyuan were in the limelight, and they would not let Lin Zeyuan, as a general, sink into the sand.

Lin Zeyuan climbed too fast! The word "climb" is a very unpleasant word, but no matter who you are, as long as you are in the system, you will inevitably be talked about behind your back. Strangely enough, no one has seen any official crawling.

Walking, on the contrary, everyone marched forward bravely with their heads held high and their backs straight, but people said they were crawling. This description is so apt and realistic!

Thinking of Lin Zeyuan, Wang Zijun thought of Lin Ying'er who went abroad to study. He opened the bottom drawer of his office and saw a white handkerchief lying there quietly.

The handkerchief is white, with two butterflies flying quietly in the middle. No matter how you look at it, you will think it is an ordinary handkerchief, but Wang Zijun understands the meaning of Lin Yinger's gift of this handkerchief.

The handkerchief made of silk felt very good. When held in her hand, it was like Lin Ying'er's delicate skin. Lin Ying'er seemed to have grown up all of a sudden after arriving abroad. She knew in her heart that with Wang Zijun's current status, she would never be able to

I wanted to receive photos and other things, so I sent a handkerchief with a little bit of my affection.

I miss you so much, Cai Die****!

Thinking of Lin Ying'er who had almost watched him grow up, Wang Zijun fell silent. In this silence, he seemed to have followed the endless filament to the mountains and rivers abroad.

But he can't visit her, and now the two of them can only tell each other how much they miss each other through online emails.

"ding ding ding"

The phone rang suddenly. Wang Zijun glanced at the caller number and his expression suddenly changed. He was very familiar with this phone number. It was the number of his father's office.

Dad rarely calls himself. What's wrong now? After pondering for a moment, Wang Zijun still answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Zijun?" Wang Guangrong's deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad, it's me, why did you think of calling me at this time?" Wang Zijun was afraid that something would happen at home, so he couldn't help but ask softly.

"You bastard, dad, can't I call you?" Wang Guangrong laughed as he spoke.

Listening to Wang Guangrong's laughter, Wang Zijun also laughed. Although there must be something wrong with Wang Guangrong's call, this laughter already showed that it was not the problem that Wang Guangrong was most worried about.

The old man has always been in good health, but Wang Zijun still has some worries in his heart, lest something happen in the winter. Now that he hears his father's loud laughter, it is naturally not about the old man.

"Dad, you can call me at any time. I feel flattered. Your leader has any important instructions. My son is here to listen." Wang Zijun put his mood down and said with a smile.

Wang Guangrong listened to his son's funny laughter and smiled: "No instructions, how is little Bao'er? I haven't seen him for a few days. I miss this little guy. Your grandpa misses him too. When are you free?

Let’s take the kids back.”

Wang Zijun scratched his head and said to himself that he had been busy with things in Ronan City these days and had forgotten about this incident. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, dad, I will go back with Xiaobei in two days."

One trip.”

Wang Guangrong asked a few more questions about Mo Xiaobei's situation in Ronan City, and talked about some problems at home, but none of them touched on the issues that Wang Zijun was concerned about. Listening to his father wandering around here in the mist,

Wang Zijun couldn't sit still anymore and asked directly: "Dad, is Secretary Lin about to move?"

"How do you know?" Wang Guangrong called this time mainly because he wanted to hear his son's opinion. But his father's dignity made the secretary-general unable to speak for a while. Therefore, here, the clouds and mountains are shrouded in fog.

He was trying to trick Wang Zijun. Just when he was thinking about how to tell Wang Zijun, he didn't expect that Wang Zijun would ask such a question.

He also heard the news that Lin Zeyuan was about to move today. If Lin Zeyuan hadn't said it seriously, he wouldn't have believed it was true. And it was what Lin Zeyuan told him that made him make the call.

"Newspapers have begun to summarize Jiang Province's achievements in the past few years. Isn't this a precursor to Secretary Lin's move?" Wang Zijun said casually, not wanting to let his father's brain cells be wasted on matters he had yet to predict.

After hearing this answer, Wang Guangrong couldn't help but feel proud of his son's political sensitivity, but he felt a little ashamed. This article was written by the political research office and the newspaper according to Lin Zeyuan's instructions.

Well, it wasn't until Lin Zeyuan opened the conversation that he knew the reason for the matter, but his son could guess so much just by reading the contents of the newspaper. The gap between him and his son was really not small!

"What you said is right, but you have to focus on your work and don't think about these things all the time." Wang Guangrong thought that when he just went around in circles, his son already knew what his intention was. He couldn't help but blush a little, and immediately took out his old son.

With his father's authority, he gave Secretary Wang unceremonious instructions.

Secretary Wang knew very well about this little instruction, so he just smiled but said nothing.

Wang Guangrong, who didn't think it was interesting, pondered for a while and then continued: "Zijun, Secretary Lin talked to me today. He said he might go to the Magic City."

Going to Magic City? Wang Zijun's heart suddenly trembled. Thinking of the recent news broadcast about the transfer of the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Magic City, Lin Zeyuan went to Magic City, could it be that he wanted to become the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Magic City?!~!

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