Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 90 If you want to pinch me, just pinch me.

"Old Zhang, as you said, I, Zhao Zi, have to cooperate with your work, not to mention Secretary Wang's instructions? But, look, is there anyone else in my institute? Ten people from Zhangjiatun were there two days ago.

Several trees were illegally cut down at night, and the forestry police station has been sent to them. I have to send someone to cooperate, right? If the news goes to the county bureau, I can't let the administration do nothing, right?"

Zhang Longpin saw Zhao Ziyue spread his hands and was very embarrassed. How could he not tell that this guy was deliberately making things difficult for him? However, it was not easy for him to expose him after seeing through it. After all, he was asking for help at the moment. When he saw this, he hurriedly said: "Director Zhao,

This matter is really urgent, please help me find a solution."

"No, I really can't leave. How about you think of another way?" Zhao Ziyue sat on the sofa, pulled out a document from his desk and said, "Old Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help you, you

Look here, the city bureau has issued a special document on family planning matters, and our people are not allowed to go there."

...I used chicken feathers as command arrows, and I really found the truth! This document has been issued for two years. In the past two years, when has the mayor Zhao ordered you, you are not like a dog, but you are like a dog.

Running very aggressively?

Zhang Longpin threw the document away, suddenly thought of something, his brows no longer furrowed, and his mind seemed to be clear.

The boy Zhao Ziyue was in trouble with him, not because he was at odds with himself, but with Secretary Wang. If he hadn't gotten involved with Secretary Wang just now, I'm afraid this guy would have sent someone to do it.

Zhang Longpin, who was secretly complaining in his heart, stopped struggling immediately, smiled and walked out of the gate of the township police station.

The scenery of Jiang City remained the same. Wang Zijun, who returned to Jiang City again, looked at the trial opening of Juncheng's mass merchandiser. The supermarket was crowded with people, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

In Wang Zijun's memory, the first mass merchandiser in Jiang City should have appeared three years later. The boss was a shrewd Cantonese. Now, because of his own actions, this new thing that should have appeared three years later has arrived three years earlier.

The year is presented in front of the people of Jiang City.

Red colored silk flutters in the wind, and waitresses in standard clothing shuttle back and forth in front of the shelves, but do not take the initiative to chat with customers. This is an unconventional business philosophy. Soothing light music is played on the radio, attracting customers from all directions.

Come, either for shopping or for recreation.

"Why don't you go in and take a look?" A clear and joyful voice sounded from behind Wang Zijun.

Turning around, he saw Qin Hongjin standing steadily behind him. She was wearing a rather elegant dress, a decent purple-red skirt. Not only was this purple-red color not at all kitsch, but it made her look even more graceful and graceful, with a faint hint of beauty in the depths.

It has a pleasant refreshing feeling.

Wang Zijun looked at the soaring charm in her eyebrows and eyes, and felt a bewitched feeling in his heart, like a small hand moving up and down, tickling you every time.

"Standing outside, you can have a panoramic view of the mountains. It's not bad. This supermarket is running decently!" Wang Zijun looked at Qin Hongjin and affirmed sincerely without hesitating his words of praise.

Qin Hongjin really heard a lot of compliments today, and some leaders of the district and sub-district offices were full of praise for her. But when she heard Wang Zijun's vague praise, Qin Hongjin felt like

Like the highest reward, a pair of red phoenix eyes were shining with hope, and his face was red, but he smiled quietly, and he looked a little happy.

"Are you praising me, or are you praising yourself in a different way? The reason why this supermarket is of such a scale is because it is based on the charter you wrote?" Qin Hongjin couldn't help but stretch his muscles as he spoke.

He came out with his delicate jade fingers and pinched Wang Zijun's arm.

However, when her fingers were about to touch Wang Zijun's body, she was startled by the way Wang Zijun looked at the supermarket intently, and then she remembered that she was not so familiar with this annoying guy.

Qin Hongjin retracted her little hand angrily, but Wang Zijun caught her small gesture from the corner of his eye. He felt a sense of intoxication and wanted to tell Qin Hongjin, "Pinch if you want, just pinch it." After thinking about it, he swallowed it.

The two of them pondered for a long time, and then Qin Hongjin asked quietly: "Why didn't you sign that contract?"

"If I say that I can rest assured that you can do things, would you believe it?" Wang Zijun looked at Qin Hongjin, whose expression returned to normal, and said with a soft smile.

Qin Hongjin was stunned, and a trace of ripples suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes. The ripples in her big, watery eyes were very intoxicating.

"You... aren't you afraid that I won't give you anything?" Qin Hongjin pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice.

Wang Zijun glanced at Qin Hongjin with a half-smile, then said with a smile: "Afraid, I'm very scared. That's all right."

While the two were talking, Wang Zijun saw a woman in wholesale work clothes walking over. He smiled and said, "You are very busy here, so I won't bother you here. I'll go ahead."

Qin Hongjin looked at Wang Zijun who was about to leave gracefully, feeling inexplicably empty in her heart. Seeing Wang Zijun walk about ten meters away, she shouted angrily: "Prince Jun, there will be a celebration party after graduation in the evening, how about you

Come on, we won’t start! We’ll just wait for you!”

Upon hearing this overlord's invitation, Wang Zijun suddenly turned his head and saw Qin Hongjin walking quickly towards the supermarket. The cluster of bright and unusual red turned into a bunch of beautiful beating flames.

"This girl is a ghost." Wang Zijun looked at Qin Hongjin who was quickly submerged in the crowd, and said to himself with a smile.

This time when he returned to Jiang City, Wang Zijun came in a hurry. He didn't even have time to go home and have a look. He stopped a human-powered tricycle carrying passengers on the street, and Wang Zijun hurried back to his home.

Walking into the quiet university again, Wang Zijun's heart seemed to have been washed by water, and he slowly calmed down. Because it was the weekend, there were not many students on campus, so it seemed a bit cold.

Carrying the bag and walking happily, Wang Zijun felt clear-minded. He liked this campus, which brought a gentle state of mind to people. The breeze came like cool waves, and the various injustices and impetuousness caused by people in Xihezi Township

The atmosphere will be cleansed away, and Wang Zijun was intoxicated in this long-lost atmosphere before he knew it.

Before he knew it, Wang Zijun walked to the door of his house. Wang Zijun knocked on the door gently. He took the key with him, but he refused to open the door by himself. He liked the feeling of having someone open the door for him at home, which was very warm.

After knocking several times, there was no movement. Wang Zijun frowned. In the past, my mother would open the door as soon as she knocked. What happened today? Could it be that she is not at home?

"Secretary-General Wang is not at home!"

A helpless voice came from inside the door. Along with this voice, the door of the house was opened, and my mother poked her head out with a helpless face.

Seeing his mother's demeanor, how could Wang Zijun not understand what happened? He smiled and joked: "I'm not looking for Secretary-General Wang, I'm looking for my father!"

"It turns out it's you! You little thing is so unpredictable that you don't even call me before you come back!"

When she saw that her son was back, the mother's helpless eyes suddenly turned to surprise, but she kept complaining: "Since your father became an official, I have become his secretary, every three days.

Someone comes to visit me, which makes me uneasy."

Wang Zijun knew his mother's character, so he just let her nag and listened obediently. As soon as he lay down on the sofa, Wang Zijun asked: "Mom, is Comrade Secretary-General very busy? He can't even last until Sunday!"

"No, oh, now the work of getting up early and working late is out of date. What's the practice of 'five plus two, white plus black'? Let me tell you, it's better to be a scholar. I'm old, and I'm selling myself."

Give it to the government!" As my mother spoke, she said with concern: "Son, have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I want to eat the scallion noodles you made!"

"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll do it now." The mother, who was full of joy, walked into the kitchen happily as Wang Zijun expected.

It would be better to go home. Wang Zijun felt relaxed all over and stretched himself. A feeling of laziness suddenly arose in his heart.

"Boom"

Just when Secretary Wang was feeling comfortable and dazed, there was a knock on the door. Hearing the knock, Wang Zijun frowned, but then he stood up and opened the door.

"Is Secretary-General Wang at home?" A middle-aged man in his forties, full of heroic spirit, looked at Wang Zijun with a smile on his face and asked softly.

From this man, Wang Zijun instantly found a feeling, an official flavor! Although he did not know the man's position, but based on his sixth sense, Wang Zijun instantly made a judgment: This person should be

People in the system!