Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Wang Zijun sat there drinking tea without saying a word, but his mind was in a state of confusion. This condition sounded very generous, but if he wanted to realize it, he would have to pay the price of two years.

The cost of two years? Can you afford it?

"I can afford it," Wang Zijun can answer in the affirmative. But is this condition really worth paying the bill? And what is the old man's attitude towards this matter?

Thoughts kept flashing in his mind. At this time, all the eyes in the room fell on Wang Zijun, waiting for his opinion on this matter.

After a long silence, Wang Zijun finally put down the water glass, looked at Mr. Wang steadily and said: "Grandpa, the conditions they gave are too small, they look down on people!"

Having been in the officialdom for so many years, Wang Zihua knows how difficult the road to promotion is. After listening to Wang Zijun's words, he really has the urge to faint. In the past two years, he has spent so much effort to jump from the deputy position to the senior position, but he is still the same.

Unexpectedly, two positions that were much higher than his own were placed in front of Wang Zijun. He actually said that the price they offered was a bit low. He was simply looking down on people. The gap... was too big.

Got it!

Compared with his son, Wang Jiefang is much calmer. After all, he is already in his current position, and he understands some things relatively well. The way he looked at Wang Zijun seemed to understand something, and this thing made him understand something.

His heart was trembling a little.

If that's really the case, then...

"Hahaha, Zijun, you are good! But you have to pay attention to one thing, that is, since they have put forward the conditions, the chances of winning must be very high, but you may not be able to win in that matter.

." Mr. Wang was obviously very satisfied with Wang Zijun's answer, but in the end he still gave his grandson a warning.

Wang Zijun also thought about this reminder, and he had no doubts about the ability of the person who proposed this condition to the old man to implement this matter.

In the officialdom, everyone has to take sides. He and Wang Guangrong have already taken sides, and the leaders above have high hopes for him in this matter. If he retreats midway, what he will lose may be the most important thing.

support.

Compared with this kind of support, even losing the provincial committee member is still worth it. What's more, he may not lose in this matter.

Seeing the smile on the old man's face, Wang Zijun said nothing and just helped the old man refill the tea cup. And his silent expression, in Wang Jiefang's eyes, was actually a statement.

…

At night with the sound of firecrackers, there is a festive atmosphere of family reunion everywhere. In a courtyard somewhere in the capital, the atmosphere is equally warm.

As the eldest grandson of the Ruan family, Ruan Zhenyue was holding a wine bottle to pour wine for several of his elders. The Ruan family has a rule, that is, during the Spring Festival, the family must gather together for a reunion dinner, no matter where you are in the world.

, this rule must be followed. As the population continues to increase, the large living room is already occupied by people.

Mr. Ruan has a total of three sons and two daughters. Ruan Zhenyue's father, Ruan Jingyun, is the eldest. He is now the political commissar of a certain military region. Although Ruan Zhenyue's second and third uncles are not involved in politics, they are also very successful in the business world.

In this gathering, second-generation figures such as Mr. Ruan and Ruan Jingyun were sitting at the middle table, and among the three generations, only Ruan Zhenyue was sitting at the middle table.

"Dad, this wine is good. You won't get drunk after drinking it, and it's also good for your health. Please drink two more glasses." Ruan Zhenyue's second uncle is the deputy governor of a southern province. He gives people a gentle and gentle feeling. At this time, he

He was holding a bottle of wine and pouring wine for Mr. Ruan.

The all-powerful years have passed. As he grows older, Mr. Ruan is more and more interested in enjoying this rare family happiness. At this time, Mr. Ruan's face is red and he seems to be in a lot of energy.

"Brother Suixin, what kind of wine is this? Let me try it." Ruan Zhenyue's third uncle, Ruan Jingshun, had developed the habit of being careless in the past because of his young age. At this time, he looked at the slightly strange wine bottle and immediately became interested. He was not polite.

He took the wine bottle from Li Suixin's hand and said with a smile.

As the son-in-law of the Ruan family, Li Suixin has always been cautious in the Ruan family. Over the years, he has become accustomed to Ruan Jingshun's character. Therefore, not only was he not embarrassed when the bottle was taken away, he even said with a smile: "

Jingshun, this wine is really good, I’ve had a few bottles these days and I feel very good.”

Ruan Jingshun glanced at the wine bottle and muttered: "Xuanlu liquid? I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

"Well, it's a medicinal wine launched by Bulokang. Many people in our company say it's good." Ruan Zhenyue's second uncle, Ruan Jingzhe, took a bite of the dish and said while eating.

"Wine produced in Shan Province? Oh Zhenyue, you are in Shan Province, tell me how this wine is?" Ruan Jingshun glanced at the label on the bottle and said to Ruan Zhenyue who was sitting aside.

Although he is Ruan Zhenyue's third uncle, Ruan Jingshun has always respected his nephew at home. He knows that his nephew will have a bright future in the future, and it is inevitable to get his glory.

Ruan Zhenyue was originally in a good mood. After all, family gatherings were rare, but when he heard the words Xuanluye, he felt a little troubled.

This year's economic aggregate, there is only a slight difference between Ronan City and Dongpu City. This makes Ruan Zhenyue very unhappy, but also feels deep pressure. Next year, the municipal party committee secretary of the economically strong city will join the Standing Committee. He and Wang Zi

Jun has almost become an inevitable opponent.

Although the economic development status of Ronan City is not as good as that of Dongpu City, at the current speed, that is, in one or two years, Dongpu City will be far behind by Ronan City. What's more, he

He and Wang Zijun took over as municipal party committee secretaries of Dongpu City and Ronan City almost one after another. The leaders of Shan Province can clearly tell how big the gap was at that time.

For his opponent Wang Zijun, Ruan Zhenyue was under a lot of pressure.

I originally thought that after the Chinese New Year, I could finally free myself from the stressful situation. Unexpectedly, at the end of the wine glass, Wang Zijun followed him ghostly again!

Ruan Zhenyue is very clear about the situation of this Xuanlu liquid. This kind of wine not only made Bulao Kang and Sanqingguan a lot of money, but also injected a large amount of funds into the finance of Ronan City.

Moreover, compared with these, what made him more uncomfortable was the development of Xuanlu Liquid, which was the result of Wang Zijun's investment promotion.

However, although he was unhappy at this time, he did not want to make the old man unhappy. After all, it was the Chinese New Year, and there were still some cities like him, Ruan Zhenyue.

"Third uncle, Xuanlu liquid is good." After Ruan Zhenyue said this, it seemed that his statement was a bit dry, and then continued: "I heard that drinking it every night is very good for strengthening muscles and bones. I haven't tried it, so I don't know.

true and false."

Others did not notice Ruan Zhenyue's emotions at all. Ruan Jingzhe smiled and said: "I would rather believe that this kind of medicinal wine exists. Let's drink some and try it."

Ruan Jingzhe's words seemed to lead the topic away, but Ruan Jingshun on the side said: "Luonan City Bulaokang Liquor Branch? Zhenyue, where is this Luonan City? Why haven't I heard of it?

"

Ruan Jingshun has been working in a large enterprise and does not know much about the cities below. However, Ruan Jingzhe's expression changed as he was drinking. Compared with his younger brother, he knew Ruan Zhenyue's situation relatively well.

Although no one said it clearly, many people in the capital were muttering that Ruan Zhenyue seemed to have met an opponent in Shan Province, and this opponent was Wang Zijun, the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of Ronan City.

Ruan Jingzhe didn't pay much attention to this kind of discussion at first, but when he learned a little about the situation in Ronan City and Wang Zijun, he was shocked.

The grandson-in-law of the Mo family, the thirty-three-year-old municipal Party committee secretary, already found it incredible to him. What surprised him most was not these, but the economic growth rate of Ronan City, which had grown by 100% for two consecutive years. This was

What concept?

As superior leaders pay more and more attention to economic work, cadres who understand economics are pushed to higher and higher positions. This prince is able to achieve such good results in economic work, plus he is better than his nephew

The capital of youth is definitely more than enough to become Ruan Zhenyue's opponent.

The reason why Ruan Zhenyue stayed down this time was, firstly, to increase his qualifications, and secondly, to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the situation to further enrich the grassroots cadres.

Ruan Jingzhe had never doubted that these two points could not be achieved, but now, he was really worried about his nephew.

Ruan Zhenyue glanced at Ruan Jingshun and said: "Third uncle, Ronan City is in the south of Shan Province."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with this simple answer, and Ruan Zhenyue's voice was extremely calm. It was impossible to tell whether he had any love or hate for Ronan City. Just when everyone thought it was just a small incident at the wine table.

, Mr. Ruan, who had been silent until now, suddenly said: "Zhenyue, this is all you know about Ronan City?"

The old man's words instantly calmed down the atmosphere at the table. For some reason, the other tables also fell silent. Soon, the entire hall became extremely silent.

Ruan Zhenyue met the old man's gaze and felt a sudden shock in his heart. According to his understanding of his grandfather, he knew that if the old man did not attach great importance to a certain issue, he would never speak so solemnly on this matter, let alone today.

Whenever possible, tell yourself these things.

His understanding of Ronan City is certainly not what he just mentioned. As for the general development ideas of Ronan City, Ruan Zhenyue not only knows everything about it, but has also studied it carefully.

It was this understanding that greatly reduced his confidence. A kind of disgust began to grow in his heart.

"Grandpa, Ronan City is the city with the fastest economic growth in our mountain province. The growth rate has exceeded 100% for two consecutive years. Ronan's rapid rise is called Ronan Speed ​​by our mountain province leaders." Ruan Zhenyue was pondering.

After a moment, he spoke out his answer.

Although Ruan Zhenyue was very calm on the surface, deep down in his heart, his heartbeat was racing, for fear that his answer would not be what the old man wanted. Looking at the silent old man, Ruan Zhenyue thought bitterly: "This guy Wang Zijun must be the same as him."

No, otherwise, why would he show up unexpectedly and disrupt your situation even during the Chinese New Year?"

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