Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 96: Women are the ones who please themselves

Chapter Ninety-six: A woman looks like someone who pleases herself

Although it was only for a moment, Wang Zijun's heart was still like a wild horse running wild, with the sound of hoofbeats like drums and flying passion, and his heart was a little shaken for a moment. Lin Ying'er lowered her eyelids and her face turned red.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zijun quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. My driving skills are top-notch, and it's all my fault for that motorcycle!"

Of course, Lin Ying'er also heard the sound of the motorcycle. When she saw Wang Zijun's face as red as a five-star red flag, she felt more and more that this man had no distractions and was very simple, just like pure water. Lin Ying'er blushed but secretly smiled in her heart.

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As the richest daughter of the province, Lin Ying'er has always been the center of attention. Therefore, she has known since she was a child that she must learn to be low-key and restrained in her behavior. If she does anything wrong, she will be gossiped about and embarrass her father.

So far, Lin Ying'er has never been in a serious relationship. She has been studying hard, finishing high school and going to college, and almost created a miracle on the university campus. And what's incredible is that Lin Ying'er

She never wears makeup, and always looks bare-faced, naturally fair. Therefore, Lin Ying'er has always had a good reputation in her parents' social circle, and is recognized as a lady with a ladylike demeanor.

The two of them were silent and said nothing. Wang Zijun also felt a little embarrassed and took the initiative to say: "Hey, Ying'er, isn't going to college easier than going to high school? Besides studying, what else do you have to do?"

Seeing Wang Zijun change the subject, Lin Ying'er felt awkward and quickly replied: "I'm not busy with anything else. In addition to studying, I also joined the school's drama club."

"Drama club? Well, that's good. What play are you rehearsing now?"

"We are organizing a drama "Feedback". The script is still a bit raw, so I am carefully reviewing it." Lin Yinger immediately became interested when she mentioned the drama.

"Oh? Then tell me and see if I can give you some pointers."

"Okay, then I'll give you some advice and hear what you have to say!" Lin Yinger said with a naughty smile. She quickly told Wang Zijun that the general outline of the story is about a college student who came from a rural area and graduated.

Later, he decided to return to his hometown and became a teacher.

Wang Zijun listened to the plot narrated by Lin Ying'er and thought to himself, what kind of script is this? It is not sensational and powerful enough. But he said euphemistically: "Ying'er, you haven't heard of it. There is not enough drama.

Emotional? You don't even have a heroine in this script, how can you capture the audience's psychology with so many climaxes?"

Lin Ying'er looked at Wang Zijun in surprise, and was very surprised by his talent as a screenwriter, and motioned for him to continue. Seeing that Lin Ying'er was listening seriously, Wang Zijun said casually: "You are still a bit stuck in your ways, a bit old.

It’s a trick. I think there should be a heroine in the script who will have a passionate love affair with the hero, and the heroine has already arranged a job in the provincial capital. The girl’s parents have a condition, she must either stay in the city or break up.

It will definitely be soul-stirring and gripping, and then let the male protagonist return to his hometown. Doesn’t this add a few more highlights?”

Lin Ying'er was very happy to see that Wang Zijun's words were coherent and reasonable. "Oh, I can't tell, you are so imaginative. Can you explain in more detail, there are some areas where I can improve?" Lin Ying'er

Unexpectedly, he ignored the embarrassment just now and urged the prince.

Intense verbal exchanges always make people unable to feel the passage of time. Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at the Provincial Party Committee compound. The armed police soldiers on guard knew both Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er.

After giving a standard salute, the two of them entered the courtyard chatting and laughing.

After entering the hospital, Wang Zijun stopped talking. Lin Ying'er, who was listening with great interest, suddenly found that Wang Zijun had stopped talking, and hurriedly said: "Huh? Why don't you say anything anymore? They are..." Before she could finish her words,

When I looked up, I realized I was at the door of my house.

"I still want to see grandpa, let's talk later." Wang Zijun smiled slightly and said to Lin Ying'er.

Lin Ying'er's pretty nose twitched, but she didn't say what she wanted to say. She glanced at the door of her house, and her big, watery eyes twinkled.

Grandpa Wang Zijun's villa was not far from the villa where Lin Zeyuan lived. Just as the two were talking, Mr. Wang, dressed in an old-style military uniform, was walking slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Grandpa Wang, why don't you go for a walk? Ying'er hasn't seen you for a long time." Lin Ying'er was deep in thought. When she saw Mr. Wang approaching, she immediately ran over like a cheerful lark.

This is a well-behaved girl. Her words and actions are always so appropriate and make people feel comfortable. It seems that the old and the young are very familiar. Mr. Wang stood opposite Lin Ying'er, squinting his eyes because of the sunlight.

A generous smile showed unstoppably from his slender eyes, and he laughed and joked: "You smart guy, why didn't you go to school? Could you be playing truant?"

Lin Ying'er's face turned red and she said coquettishly: "Oh, Grandpa Wang, Ying'er is one of the best students in our courtyard. Today is not Sunday. There are no classes in the first place."

"Oh, grandpa is old. Grandpa apologizes to the girl! What a great Sunday!" Mr. Wang patted his head and said with a smile.

"Grandpa, are you going out for a walk?" Lin Ying'er's face was glowing with pink, her mouth was so playful, and her slightly raised lips were so cute.

Who is Mr. Wang? When he saw Lin Ying'er pestering him with a smile on her face, he laughed and said, "You girl, just tell me if you have anything to do. Today, you are trying to trick me in circles."

"Grandpa Wang, my dad is not at home today, and Aunt Zhao has also returned to her home. Ying'er is hungry again. Grandpa, Ying'er will borrow your Secretary Wang from you for a while and let him be a cook for Ying'er. You

What do you think?"

Seeing the shrewd look in Lin Ying'er's eyes, Mr. Wang laughed loudly and said: "Well, you girl, your idea has come to Grandpa's head. Well, Grandpa has approved your request. I agree!"

As he spoke, he pointed at his grandson and said: "Zijun, go and cook a good meal for me. I'm going to play a few games of chess. I can just eat by myself!"

Wang Zijun did not expect that Lin Ying'er would make the old man smile with just a few words. When he was sighing in his heart, Lin Ying'er had already urged: "Oh, Secretary Wang, time is life. If you linger here, you will be chronic."

Suicide, hurry up, I'm almost starving, please!"

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