Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

For a person who works as a secretary, his future is closely linked to the leader he serves. He may not care about other people's thoughts, but Tang Jingyong's joys, sorrows and joys are what he must pay attention to. For

For him, Tang Jingyong is his main conflict. The most important thing is to deal with the relationship with Tang Jingyong well.

"Zijun, my old friend in the south got this for me. It's a rare thing. It tastes pretty good. Try it." Tang Jingyong asked Zijun to sit down and pointed at the tea cup.

Wang Zijun took two sips of tea, complimented Tang Jingyong on the tea, and then said in a deep voice: "Secretary Tang, I'm here to review your situation."

Tang Jingyong was stunned by Wang Zijun's words and thought to himself, which song is this guy singing?

"Zijun, let's talk straight to the point. What do you have to criticize me for?!" Tang Jingyong looked deeply at Zijun and asked in a deep voice.

"Secretary Tang, our work in Ronan City needs to be improved. I have been focusing on economic briefings these days and have not paid enough attention to party building work, so I am here to review it with you and the provincial party committee!" Wang Zijun's face said,

He became very strict and looked like he had done something wrong.

Tang Jingyong looked at Wang Zijun's expression and secretly praised Wang Zijun. He knew that Wang Zijun was giving him a step down. If he walked down this step, he could talk openly about some things.

Tang Jingyong, who felt very satisfied, had a comfortable smile on his face. He said slowly: "In work, bias will inevitably occur. As long as it can be corrected in time, it is still worthy of praise."

How could Wang Zijun not understand the meaning of Tang Jingyong's words? Although he was a little disdainful of Tang Jingyong's desperate attitude of saving face and suffering, he had to lament that this person was so thick-skinned that he was definitely not capable of it.

Those who can catch up. If you have such a face that does not change your expression and your heart does not beat, your future will be limitless.

"Secretary Tang, although you and the Provincial Party Committee will not investigate our shortcomings in our work, we ourselves cannot relax our requirements. Recently, we in Ronan City are preparing to carry out a series of activities on party building work."

"In addition, in Ronan, there are many role models who embody the advanced nature of party members. We hope to be recognized by the provincial party committee, publicize these outstanding comrades, and light up a lamp to illuminate a large area.

This exemplary role cannot be ignored." Wang Zijun knew exactly what Tang Jingyong lacked at this time. As he spoke, he took out a few materials from his document bag and handed them to Tang Jingyong.

Tang Jingyong flipped through the document and glanced at it twice, and was immediately attracted by the content of the document. It was an article about an old village branch secretary. This branch secretary was called Tong Xuebei, and he had been the branch secretary since he was in his thirties.

I have been working for more than 20 years. Some time ago, a few children ran away in the village.

He was swimming in the river and ended up in a deep pit. At this dangerous moment, Tong Xuebei happened to meet him and jumped into the river without hesitation. In the end, Tong Xuebei rescued several children. But before saving the last child

At that moment, he had no strength and was drowned in the river.

The material is a bit cliché, but the article is very touching and true. Looking at this article, Tang Jingyong really has the urge to applaud. Isn't this kind of representative advanced figure what he needs most right now?

What?

"Secretary Zijun, for such an outstanding party member, we should carry forward his spirit!"

Listening to Tang Jingyong's emotion, Wang Zijun was also moved in his heart. When he received the report on the advanced deeds of children in Huxi County, his first feeling was moved. Despite the ups and downs in the officialdom for several years, intrigues and various struggles, he was moved.

He felt that the hot blood in his chest had already turned cold, but he was still filled with emotion when faced with such a touching deed.

"Secretary Tang, I have asked the city to comfort Tong Xuebei's family as a righteous act of justice, and asked the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department to focus on publicity on this matter."

Tang Jingyong nodded, and after pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Your propaganda in Ronan City is not enough. We must dig deep into the outstanding spirit of Comrade Tong Xuebei and promote it throughout the province to let this kind of

The spirit encourages each of us.”

After coming out of Tang Jingyong's office, Wang Zijun did not leave Shanyuan City immediately. Instead, he called Shi Jianyun to see if Governor Shi had time to see him recently.

The secretary did not give him an immediate reply. Five minutes later, Shi Jianyun called him personally and invited him to have dinner with him that evening.

Originally, according to Wang Zijun's idea, he just reported his work to Shi Jianyun, but he didn't expect that Shi Jianyun would invite him to dinner. Although this is a way to enhance the relationship between the two, there are still ** hours before dinner in the evening.

How to spend this time? It became a problem for Wang Zijun for a while. If he was still the same person as before, there would be many ways, but as his position continued to rise, an invisible constraint continued to move towards him.

He surrounded.

After pondering for a long time, Wang Zijun finally decided to go to Mr. Zhang. Originally, according to his idea, it was best to go to Zhang Lujia's boudoir. But he is also a celebrity now. If he is in a single woman's house

Meeting an acquaintance at his residence was a bit ambiguous, not to mention that his relationship with Zhang Lujia could not stand the test.

Wang Zijun is kind-hearted at heart. He doesn't want to let Mo Xiaobei off. After all, he has a lovely son. But Zhang Lujia brings out the understanding and virtuousness of women to the fullest. More importantly, they grew up in the same environment.

He is a very easy-to-get-together person. No matter how long he has not seen him for a long time, he never feels strange, contrasted or hindered. Zhang Lujia understands him with every smile and smile, which makes Wang Zijun reluctant to leave him and unable to refuse.

While thoughts were swirling in his mind, the car had already arrived at the Military Area Family Courtyard. Looking at the green that had enveloped the entire house, Wang Zijun felt like he had returned to the past.

It was during such a green season that he walked into this small courtyard.

"Who is it?" With a reply, the orderly opened the door. Seeing that it was Wang Zijun, the orderly who was already very familiar with Wang Zijun immediately smiled and said: "Secretary Wang, you are here, please come in quickly."

After saying a few words to the attendant named Aunt Li, Wang Zijun walked into the small courtyard. In the small courtyard, Mr. Zhang was digging the ground with a shovel. After Wang Zijun shouted, he slowly turned around.

head.

Wang Zijun unconsciously returned to the past. After seeing Mr. Zhang's increasingly older face, his mood suddenly became a little gloomier. The passage of time made him mature again, and also made Mr. Zhang move towards the final road.

Another step closer.

"Zijun is here, but you haven't been here for some days." Seeing Wang Zijun, Mr. Zhang patted the mud on his hands and said with a smile.

Wang Zijun took the towel from Aunt Li's hand and handed it to Mr. Zhang. He said with a smile: "I have been busy these two days. I have come to Shanyuan City less frequently. I am afraid that you will scold me. No, when I come to Shanyuan City

, I will come to report to you."

"Well, you are a sensible kid. The more you become an official, the bigger and bigger you become, and grandpa is getting older and older!" Mr. Zhang wiped his hands and scolded with a smile.

Under the small grape trellis, Aunt Li had already placed tea. While drinking water, the old man pointed to the newly plowed land and said, "I plan to plant some pomegranates on this land, but I don't know if they can still be planted."

When you see the pomegranate!"

Hearing Mr. Zhang's emotion, Wang Zijun suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart. He tried hard to drive this feeling away from his heart, and said with a smile: "Looking at what you always said, I think,

Grandpa, you are almost an expert on fruit trees. This pomegranate is planted well. When Xiaobao gets married in the future, this pomegranate will come in handy. Grandpa, how do you say that? Pomegranate is an auspicious thing, more children will lead to more children.

Sun, may you be blessed and live long!”

"Well, it's great to be a guest. I hope I can look forward to that day. By the way, you can tell Xiaobei back and ask her to come and play with the children. I haven't seen this mother-in-law for a while." The prince said.

Jun's words made Mr. Zhang feel comfortable, and his loud laughter echoed in the small courtyard again.

Nothing seemed to have happened, but Mr. Zhang's words were like a curse, constantly echoing in Wang Zijun's heart.

Just as Wang Zijun and Mr. Zhang were talking, the door of the small courtyard was suddenly pushed open, and Zhang Tianxin, wearing casual clothes, rushed in lightly. Zhang Tianxin was walking with a bird cage in his hand.

He shouted loudly: "Grandpa, grandpa, come and see what kind of bird I have got for you."

Seeing Wang Zijun sitting next to the old man, Zhang Tianxin asked with surprise: "Brother Zijun, when did you come?"

"I just arrived not long ago." As Wang Zijun spoke, he pointed to the bird cage in Zhang Tianxin's hand and said softly: "What did you do?"

"This is a so-and-so..." Zhang Tianxin pointed at the bird and seemed to want to praise it, but for a moment he seemed to have forgotten the words. Finally, he patted his head and said: "Grandpa, this thrush is a good thing.

When I went there, many people rushed to buy it, but finally I was allowed to buy it."

Looking at the thrush jumping around in the birdcage, Wang Zijun laughed. Although Zhang Tianxin was still a little unreliable in how he handled things, in comparison, his life was quite comfortable.

The old man also knew the temperament of his grandson very well. Although he scolded Zhang Tianxin for spending money recklessly, he was still very happy in his heart. After a while, he started teasing the thrush with great interest.

"Brother, there is something I want to discuss with you." When the old man came into the house to pick up the birdseed, Zhang Tianxin said softly to Wang Zijun.

Is there something wrong with Zhang Tianxin? Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "What's the matter? Do you want to get married? Let me tell you, if you get married, I will definitely give you a big red envelope."

Hearing Wang Zijun mention his marriage, Zhang Tianxin immediately raised his hands and said: "Brother, my good brother, please spare me. I have been cornered by the man in our family, so don't stay here."

Rubbing salt into my wounds!"

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