Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-The Misfortune of the Mistress in 1938

After eleven o'clock, the supplies finally arrived in Wuxi. Accompanied by Xiahou Daoyuan, Lu Jianhong visited the people in the disaster area. From his face, he never saw the slightest sign that he had just returned from the gate of hell. This made Xiahou Daoyuan I was so impressed. Although Liu Changsheng and Liu Meng, the commander of the military division, could not catch up, the intensity of the attack could be judged from the gunshots. Just because of this calmness and calmness, it is enough to make him follow.

   It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that Lu Jianhong dragged his tired body back to the meeting room of the Wuxi municipal committee.

"Governor Lu, Xue is already much younger. Leave the next thing to me. You can rest first." Xiahou Daoyuan looked at Lu Jianhong. Although his rank was higher than his own, in terms of age, he was older than himself. His son is not much older. When he said this, he unknowingly took on a tone of concern for the younger generation.

Lu Jianhong smiled and said, "You can't take it lightly just because it's snowing. The heavy snow fell too hard this time, which has had a great impact on the production and life of the masses. Secretary Xiahou, I hope you can withstand the pressure , appease the masses."

"Governor Lu, you are a good official." At this point, Xia Hou Daoyuan couldn't continue. In fact, he could say a lot of flattering words, but those words sounded too far-fetched. Fake, for a while, he couldn't find the right words to express his heart.

  Lu Jianhong smiled and said, "It's up to the common people to judge whether you are a good official. We just did what we should do. A great official is for the country and the people. Secretary Xiahou, you have done a good job."

   At this time, although there was no cheering in the provincial disaster relief headquarters, they were relieved to hear that Lu Jianhong was safe and sound. If something happened to Lu Jianhong, Shangjia would be on the cusp.

  Although Cen Kai felt relaxed, his face was still tense. He looked around and said, "Where is Hao Chuhe?"

No one responded, and Hou Xiaofang, the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee, also felt that Hao Chuhe's behavior was a bit rough this time. When everyone was busy with the snow disaster and Lu Jianhong was almost killed, he did turn off his phone and asked about the responsibility. Come on, this responsibility is not light.

  By taking the time to go to the toilet, Hou Xiaofang called Hao Chuhe's home. The phone rang for a long time before he heard a woman's impatient voice: "Who is calling in the middle of the night."

   "I'm Hou Xiaofang, where's Chuhe?" Hou Xiaofang frowned.

   "Oh, it's Secretary Waiting." Hao Chuhe's wife Fang Xiaoyue cheered up and said, "Chuhe didn't come back."

Hou Xiaofang felt a little angry, this kid must have gone to his mistress again, and said: "Fang Xiaoyue, you find him quickly and let him come to the provincial committee meeting room immediately, otherwise something goes wrong, and I will Can't help him."

Fang Xiaoyue knew about Hao Chuhe taking care of women outside, but she was very smart, he could play as he liked outside, as long as he could still take care of the family, she would not ask any more questions. There was a lot of trouble, and the final result might be that Hao Chuhe was finished, but she was also finished at the same time, so she just turned a blind eye and didn't care about it.

Listening to what Xiaofang said was serious, Fang Xiaoyue didn't dare to ignore it. She and Hao Chuhe shared interests. If something happened to him, her good life would come to an end. She immediately said: "Then I will find a way to get rid of it now." find him."

   Putting down the phone, Fang Xiaoyue hurriedly called Hao Chuhe's concubine's cell phone. She found this number on Hao Chuhe's phone.

  But the other party had already turned off the phone, Fang Xiaoyue gritted her teeth, she had no choice but to find him for the future, put on her clothes, and went out.

   Fang Xiaoyue's scheming is deep enough, she knows the details of that mistress, not only her phone number, but also where she lives.

The snow outside had already stopped, but the wind was strong. Fang Xiaoyue got into the car, and when she knocked on the door, Xiao San's eyes turned green, and she was about to close the door in a panic, but Fang Xiaoyue pushed the door open , said: "Is Hao Chuhe here?"

  As soon as Hao Chuhe heard his wife's voice, his first reaction was to run away under a guilty conscience, but this commercial house only has one entrance, so where can he escape?

   "What Hao Chuhe, I don't know him, please get out!" Xiaosan was quite calm.

  Fang Xiaoyue sneered, and said, "Hao Chuhe, the secretary called just now and said he has something to do with you, so you can figure it out."

After saying this, Fang Xiaoyue turned around and left. The moment she turned around, her tears fell. People are selfish. Her husband is fooling around with other women, and she has to ventilate for him. Reporting the letter, I was so aggrieved.

  When Hao Chuhe heard this, he realized that Fang Xiaoyue was not here to kick the field, so he quickly took out his phone, only to find that the phone was out of battery.

   Pulled out the card, put it in the little lover's mobile phone, and dialed Hou Xiaofang's number.

  Hou Xiaofang suppressed his voice and said: "Hao Chuhe, what are you playing? Everyone else is crazy busy, but you turned off the phone, hurry to the provincial committee meeting room, and think of a reason for yourself."

  Hao Chuhe didn't know what happened, so he looked at the time, and it was more than four o'clock in the morning, and hurriedly put on his clothes, and Xiaosan said delicately, "Sleep again, it's so cold outside."

   "I have something to do." Hao Chuhe slapped Xiaosan on the face and went out.

  Xiao San closed the door resentfully, and just returned to the bed, the door was knocked again, Xiao San thought it was Hao Chuhe who came back. Just as she opened the door, she was slapped with a slap in the face, making her eyes stare.

"You bastard, little bitch..." Fang Xiaoyue swore while waving a branch she picked up from the side of the road, beat up the fat little three, clapped her hands and left in relief. The only sound in the room was the cry of the little three.

Let's say that Hao Chuhe drove to the provincial party committee quickly. On the way, he contacted Wang Antai, deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. After inquiring, he was stunned. He didn't expect that the snow was so heavy. The sensitivity is really not enough, so on the way here, he thought of an excuse, saying that when he came back from the capital, he was caught in a snowstorm and was trapped. It's the phone that's out of battery.

  When he entered the conference room, Cen Kai was on the phone: "Okay, Secretary-General Fan, you stay over there first, and I will go there as soon as the sun breaks."

Putting down the phone, Cen Kai said excitedly: "The snow on Zunshan has also stopped. It's four o'clock in the morning. Let's take a rest first. Let's meet at seven o'clock. Secretary Hou will go to Zunshan with me. Respect Governor and Governor Li Go to Wuxi to meet Governor Lu."

  Hao Chuhe said awkwardly: "Secretary Cen, I..."