Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Well, Li Guinian is a good comrade. I think he can be arranged to be the party secretary of the Civil Affairs Department after the year, which can be regarded as a cadre mobility." Hu Yifeng knocked on the teacup and continued as if talking to himself: "Mayor of Ronan City

, it’s better to pick it up from the local area.”

Thinking about the human relations in Ronan City from this region, Guan Yonghe's heart suddenly brightened.

This is a very skillful hint. On the surface, it sounds impartial and impeccable, but smart people will know what it is hinting at once, but no one can find a reason to say that it is a hint. Sometimes, Hu Yifeng arranges

If something is inconvenient to be explained clearly, or it is difficult or inconvenient to convey the meaning clearly, the secretary-general Guan is called over to listen. Guan Yonghe understands it as soon as he hears it.

This Lu Yuxiong was not in the same pot as Wang Jun. If he becomes the mayor, he will have the capital to fight against Wang Jun. As thoughts flashed in his mind, he hurriedly said: "Secretary Hu, I think now

You can communicate with the Minister of Qianjiang."

"Well, after the New Year, no matter what, I have to let everyone have a good New Year, right?" Hu Yifeng waved his hand and said softly.

The Chinese New Year is a happy event, ranging from a small family to an entire country. As December enters, the flavor of the New Year becomes more and more intense.

Wang Jun also treated it as a major event. As the municipal party committee secretary of Ronan City, he was undoubtedly very busy before the Spring Festival. Fortunately, things in Ronan City have basically been smoothed out. Li Guinian, He Qirui, Jin Tianluo and others were very busy.

He is capable, so there are not many things that bother him.

After sorting out the last things, Wang Jun finally drove towards Jiang Province on the morning of New Year's Eve.

Although Li Dezhu repeatedly asked to follow Wang Jun to Jiang Province for the New Year, Wang Jun refused. Jiang Longgang was left in Luonan City by Wang Jun, and Xiaona was arranged to leave by Mo Xiaobei when she was twenty-seven. She joined the army.

Only Wang Jun and his family were on the borrowed off-road vehicle from the subdivision.

"What are you doing, little fat bear?" Wang Jun asked casually towards Mo Xiaobei, who was holding the little baby behind him, while driving.

Today I saw my son being dressed up like a chubby bear by Mo Xiaobei. Wang Jun jokingly called him a chubby bear.

Mo Xiaobei glared at him angrily and said softly: "Can you please keep your voice down? My baby is asleep! Don't wake him up. Otherwise, you can hold the baby and I'll drive."

After listening to Mo Xiaobei's request, Wang Jun quickly waved his hand and said: "Forget it, let me drive. I can't take care of this little guy."

While he was talking to Mo Xiaobei, the car had already driven out of Shan Province. Walking on the smooth highway to Jiang City, Wang Jun's heart was filled with joy.

Chinese New Year, go home.

There are so many longings for travel hidden in these four simple words. Occasionally looking through the rearview mirror at Mo Xiaobei and his son Xiaobao wearing a green jacket in the car, Wang Jun's heart felt so simple.

It was filled to the brim with happiness and could not hold anything else.

In his previous life, he also liked to celebrate the New Year. But at that time, she was accompanied by another woman. She was a hard-working woman. She could do well no matter what she did, and he didn't have to worry about it at all.

But in this life, under her own promotion, this hard-working woman has now become a famous star. I heard that she has received an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala. I just don’t know how to go but I haven’t gone yet.

In past and present lives, some places are no longer accessible.

Two hours later, Wang Jun entered Jiang City. When they arrived home, Zhao Xuehua, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, eagerly greeted them.

Seeing his precious grandson sleeping, Zhao Xuehua carefully took it from Mo Xiaobei's arms. He even spoke softly.

Seeing that his mother didn't even look at him, Wang Jun smiled and shook his head. It seemed that his status in his mother's eyes had plummeted. He locked the car door very wisely and put away the prepared New Year's goods.

Take it out of the trunk.

"Oh Mom, am I still not your son? Once your grandson comes, I won't have anyone to care for me!" Wang Jun looked at the smiling Mo Xiaobei standing in front of him and complained deliberately.

Mo Xiaobei turned to look at Wang Jun, with a hint of mischief on his face that was as delicate as white jade. Before Wang Jun could react, Mo Xiaobei smiled and said, "Mom, you are jealous of Xiaobao!"

As his mother turned around with a smile, Wang Jun suddenly felt his old face turn red. Looking at Mo Xiaobei's naughty face, Wang Jun stretched out his arms and hugged Mo Xiaobei and said: "Honey, leave the child to mom, let's go

Let’s go shopping on the street.”

Seeing her daughter-in-law's happy expression, Zhao Xuehua felt a little more joyful in her heart. When her son married Mo Xiaobei, she was still a little confused. This future daughter-in-law was really a little cold-blooded. Unexpectedly, Sun

As soon as she was born, this person seemed to have changed into a different person, and the relationship between the two seemed to have heated up. This made her feel infinitely happy.

"Mom, where is Secretary-General Wang of our family who has a lot to do all the time?" Just after sitting down in the room, the little baby woke up. Zhao Xuehua teased Sun while answering without looking up: "Since you know that he has a lot to do with the day, you still ask me? Of course?

It’s time to take care of everything!”

Looking at his mother who was busy taking care of the little baby in the room and Mo Xiaobei who had begun to transform into a good wife and mother, Wang Jun felt that he was a bit redundant. He said hello to his mother and walked towards the master's courtyard.

Although the old man has always been in good health, seeing the age spots that kept appearing on Mr. Zhang's face, Wang Jun began to be a little more concerned about his old man's health. After all, time is not forgiving, and according to his own memory, in

This year ago, the master actually passed away.

Pushing open the door of the master's courtyard, everything is still so familiar, except that when summer comes, there are still lush grape trellises, and now only the coiled trunk like a horned dragon is left.

"grandfather!"

When Wang Jun opened the door, he saw that the master was looking through things in the room, while the two staff responsible for housekeeping were cleaning up and down, giving it a festive atmosphere.

"You are back, how about this?" Seeing Wang Jun, the master's eyes lit up, he waved to Wang Jun, and flashed the thing in his hand towards Wang Jun.

Wang Jun looked at the thing in the master's hand and found that it was a little lion carved from white jade. The little lion was only the size of a child's fist and looked very delicate and cute.

"Not bad. Grandpa, when did you get this thing?" Wang Jun took the little lion and felt that the little lion was very delicate. When he held it in his hand, it felt a little smoother.

The old man looked at the smiling Wang Jun and said with a chuckle: "This thing followed me much earlier than you and me. It followed me when your father didn't exist." Having said this, the old man was deeply moved.

He glanced at the little lion, and then said: "I won't give anything else to Xiaobao during the Chinese New Year this year, so just give this to me."

"You'd better give it to me. Then let me pass it on to him." Wang Jun played with the little lion and said seriously.

"You, you are already the secretary of the municipal party committee, you are still young, and you are fooling around with grandpa here." Although the old man was criticizing, his face was full of a loving smile.

Wang Jun smiled. Just when he was about to say a few words to the master, he heard a gentle knock on the door. A waiter who had finished wiping the table heard the knock on the door and walked away.

Go over and prepare to open the door.

"Grandpa, our Secretary Zhao is here to see you!" A familiar voice came from outside the door a moment later. Upon hearing this voice, Wang Jun immediately knew who it was.

Wang Hua, the Secretary Zhao in this little mouth should be the leader of their city. Wang Jun, with thoughts flashing in his mind, walked out of the room. Although he and Wang Hua had only a moderate friendship, the leader of his city came to

Look, sir, it would be a bit rude if you didn't go out to greet him.

When Wang Jun walked out of the room, he saw Wang Hua and a man who looked to be in his fifties walking over. Wang Hua walked beside the man, talking and laughing, looking respectful.

Seeing Wang Jun, Wang Hua was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Brother Jun, this is Secretary Zhao of our municipal party committee, is grandpa at home?"

Wang Jun didn't have much impression of Secretary Zhao. After all, he had left Jiang Province for some years. However, the familiar etiquette in officialdom still made him extend his hand warmly and say: "Hello, Secretary Zhao."

Secretary Zhao looked at this man who looked younger than Wang Hua, nodded, and said politely: "Hello, hello, young man, what do you and Hua call you?"

"I'm his brother." Wang Jun smiled and welcomed the two into the room.

Secretary Zhao didn't pay attention. Although he had heard that Secretary-General Wang had a son who was very successful in Shan Province, he did not associate the young man in front of him with the person who could be on an equal footing with him.

Together.

"Old leader, I'm here to see you!" Seeing the old man standing up, Secretary Zhao reached out his hands enthusiastically, stepped forward to support the old man, and held his hand tightly.

The master has a good memory. After looking at Secretary Zhao a few times, he seemed to suddenly remember and said: "You are Zhao Bentao! I haven't seen you for a few years."

"Yes, we old subordinates are very happy to see you, old leader, in good health!" After Secretary Zhao helped the old man sit down, the two of them began to recall the past.

At that time, the old man was very powerful, and Secretary Zhao was just a department-level cadre. It can be said that there were not many things that could bring back memories between the two of them.

After talking for more than ten minutes, Zhao Bentao changed the topic to Wang Hua: "Old leader, Youdao is like a tiger whose father has no dog. This sentence is really right when applied to you. County Magistrate Xiao Wang is very good.

Not only is he down-to-earth and conscientious in his work, but he also has his own unique insights on many things, which has provided me and the municipal committee with a lot of ideas for decision-making!"

Wang Hua sat there respectfully, listening to his leader praising himself. It was originally a great joy, but now he felt ashamed and couldn't be happy. Because next to him, Wang Hua was sitting there with a smile.

Jun, it was like a big mountain weighing on his heart.

He is still the county magistrate, and his cousin, who is only two years older than him, is already the secretary of the municipal party committee, and once he has reached the department level for three or four years, according to what he has heard, he will still be promoted.

The old man laughed and asked Secretary Zhao not to lower his requirements for Wang Hua just because he was his grandson. Secretary Zhao guaranteed that Wang Hua would be trained. The principle of using our party's cadres is to

Try to put people in positions that suit them.

Wang Jun poured tea for the visitors and listened to their conversation quietly, appearing very leisurely. After Secretary Zhao praised Wang Hua highly, he smiled and said to Wang Jun: "Xiao Wang, are you here?"

Where do you work?”

"I'm in Ronan." Wang Jun smiled and said softly.

"Luonan? Ronan City in Shan Province! Why are you there?" Secretary Zhao still knew a little about the situation in each city. After taking a sip of tea, he asked in surprise.

Seeing that Secretary Zhao was interested in asking further questions, Wang Hua hurriedly introduced: "Secretary Zhao, this is my cousin Wang Jun, who now serves as the municipal party committee secretary in Ronan City."

Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Ronan City? Secretary Zhao's heart trembled when he heard this title. Although he is also the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, his title is a little longer than Wang Jun's, and there is an adverb after "Municipal Party Committee". And now this

This young man is indeed the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, a true leader! There is a saying in official circles: the first leader says one thing, and the second leader says two things. The difference between the two cannot be erased.

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"Hello, Secretary Wang, are you going home for the Chinese New Year?" Fortunately, Secretary Zhao is also a veteran in officialdom. He quietly squeezed out a hint of embarrassment. After pondering for a moment, he understood how to treat Wang.

It’s your turn.

Wang Jun smiled and said: "Yes, I'd better go home to have fun during the Chinese New Year."

The two said a few more popular words and ended the conversation. After more than ten minutes, Secretary Zhao said goodbye and left. However, during these ten minutes, Secretary Zhao's attitude towards Wang Jun was that he looked at Wang Jun with equal attention.

There was a hint of compliment in it. After all, he was the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee at the department level, and he was at the deputy department level.

Wang Hua saw that his leaders were all showing humility in front of Wang Jun. He became more and more aware of the fact that the status of his brother had begun to approach that of his father.

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year. After banning fireworks and firecrackers for a while, Jiang City began to relax the ban. I don’t know if the ban was a bit long, but since the night of New Year’s Eve, crackling sounds have been heard at various setting points.

The sound of firecrackers.

The family's New Year's Eve party was held at the master's place. Wang Guangrong, Wang Jiefang and Su Shun's family all gathered at the master's place to welcome the arrival of the New Year.

At the wine table, Wang Jun and Wang Hua became everyone's waiters. Mo Xiaobei, who had a child, became the focus of the family's protection. Especially the young master was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

, when he opened his voice and cried loudly, Mo Xiaobei's status improved a lot.

Because the master doesn’t drink much wine, he didn’t drink much wine at this family dinner. When the bottle of Maotai was almost finished, Su Shun suddenly said: “Brother, do you really want to go to the Magic City?” (This book

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