He said: "You might as well say that I am the son of Secretary-General Wang. It will be more lethal." "Gee, then I am really selling my own melons and boasting!" Yi Feng enjoyed Wang Zijun's love and affection very much, as if

Huā’s smile bloomed without hesitation.

Sister Zhao looked at the two people's intimate actions and thought to herself that this time it was all in vain. Just looking at the look in Yi Feng's eyes towards the boy, she knew that it was no longer possible. However, she secretly felt sorry for Yi Feng, who had such a promising future.

Wu Liang, the deputy mayor's secretary, just passed by him. If I try to find such a potential stock in the future, I guess there won't be a shop like this after passing this village!

"Sister Zhao, everyone, I would like to propose a toast to you all.

"Just when Sister Zhao was filled with emotion, Chu Hongchao came over with a wine glass in hand.

Although there were several tables, because it was a party, there were quite a few people attending. As soon as Chu Hongchao came over, many people stood up and clinked glasses with Chu Hongchao. After Chu Hongchao took a sip of wine,

He took advantage of the situation and sat down on a chair not far from Wang Zijun.

"Chief Chu, you are so rich and noble, please don't forget us. We need to take more care of you in the future. The Hongbei people in our compound will all have to rely on you, Chief Chu, for support from now on!" A middle-aged man who looked like a veteran of the agency at first glance.

After Chu Hongchao sat down, the young man held a glass of wine and said to Chu Hongchao in a flattering manner.

"Lao Zuo, you're being polite. Who of us is following whom? If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me. As long as I can help, I won't say anything.

"A proud man, especially in front of the woman he admires in his heart, likes to show off his heroic side.

Lao Zuo's words were responded to, and everyone else responded to Chu Hongchao. The whole table suddenly became lively. But unfortunately, Chu Hongchao's mind was not on them. After saying a few words to Sister Zhao, he moved towards

Wang Zijun said: "This brother is a bit unfamiliar. Which township are you from?"

?" Which township means which township in Hongbei County? Wang Zijun smiled and said: "I have worked in Hongbei County for two years, so I can be considered half a Hongbei person." Wang Zijun is in Hongbei County.

The time was not even two years. He said it so casually, in fact, he wanted to divert the topic.

"Oh, then we are still half fellow villagers. Which unit do you work for now? Maybe we can get to know each other better in the future." Chu Hongchao shook his wine glass proudly and said a bit condescendingly.

Wang Zijun had no interest in chatting with him, and said with a faint smile: "I don't have a serious job, I just make money to get by. I'm afraid there is nothing that Chief Chu can take care of."

"Is Lao Fu's home in Jiang City?" Seeing that Wang Zijun didn't say anything, Chu Hongchao became more curious. Maybe this guy was embarrassed to say it at all. If this is the case, then for Yi Feng, he

There is still a chance. Let me ask, how can a little-known person be compared with a dignified secretary to the deputy mayor?

"In Jiang City." Wang Zijun was a little annoyed. He knew that going out with Yi Feng would always lead to trouble like this, but being stared at by a male dog in heat made him somewhat uncomfortable.

"Uncle and aunt also work in Jiang City, right?" Chu Hongchao heard Wang Zijun talk about dawdling around, and immediately guessed that the boy must have no family background. These days, which parent with a little bit of ability would watch his child go around helplessly?

You dàng, why don't you do something serious? When you think about it, this sense of superiority comes out.

"My father works for others, and my mother teaches." Wang Zijun lazily came up with this explanation, which almost made Yifeng giggle. But thinking about it, Wang Zijun was really right.

However, the only person in Jiang Province who can get a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee and the Secretary-General of the Provincial Committee to take action is probably the [Secretary] of the Provincial Committee.

"Haha, brother, if you have anything to do in the future, just come to me. Big things may not be something you can do. It's okay to find a place to make a living." Wang Zijun's answer completely satisfied Chu Hongchao's vanity, and he shook his head.

He shook the wine glass in his hand and said with a proud smile.

Wang Zijun was too lazy to talk anymore. "He hummed a few words, and it was considered perfunctory. Chu Hongchao still wanted to stay here, but at this time, Yi Feng was so regretful that her intestines were almost green. She and Wang Zijun had not seen each other for many days, so why bother here?

Are you joining in the fun? He stood up from his chair, glanced at Wang Zijun and said, "I forgot something, let's go back."

Wang Zijun originally wanted to get to know Yi Feng's life circle, but at this time he was not interested anymore. He nodded towards Yi Feng, and the two of them walked out of the private room one after another.

"Oh, you guy, you talk so freely without even frowning. Why did you call my uncle a migrant worker?!" Yi Feng looked at Wang Zijun lovingly and said angrily.

.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Hey, he is really a guy with a sharp head and a hollow belly. He is so unstable. How can this secretary be good? Anyway, he wants to show off, so just satisfy him. Anyway,

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I want to have a good time. Hello, how are you, how are I, how are everyone. Let’s go!” Wang Zijun opened the car door and let Yifeng sit in.

"Well, after you go back, you won't let my dream of being a secretary come true, right?" Yi Feng asked with a sly smile on her face as she allowed Wang Zijun to fasten her seat belt carefully.

Looking at Yifeng's appearance, Wang Zijun couldn't help but kiss her on the face and said: "How can you use your heart to measure my belly? I really deserve a beating. Am I the kind of narrow-minded person? But

We should mention Yi Feng’s level. Why is such a good girl not even at the deputy section level? Isn’t this obviously a waste of talent?”

While the two were chatting and joking, they started the car and sped towards the cabin that belonged to them...

The severe cold of winter could not stop the arrival of the Spring Festival. After sending the reluctant Yi Feng on the train home, Wang Zijun also returned to his home in the Provincial Party Committee Family Court. Although Yi Feng was smiling when he left, the prince

You can still feel her deep reluctance.

Wang Zijun was also a little depressed. After dating for so many years, his official position was getting higher and higher, but he could not bring happiness to his woman. Walking on the familiar road in the Provincial Party Committee Courtyard, Wang Zijun thought to himself,

Fortunately, Hongjin said she wouldn't come back, otherwise, she would have felt even more guilty.

Apart from being less green and lively than in the summer, the Provincial Party Committee Family Courtyard in Jiang Province does not lack anything. After returning home, Wang Zijun first went to see the old man. The old man did not stay in bed because of the weather.

At home, I was still bored and tidying up the land in the yard.

Throughout the Spring Festival, Wang Zijun was extremely busy. Not only did he have to visit relatives and friends, but he also accompanied Mo Xiaobei, who returned home on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, on a trip to Beijing to meet with the old and young of the Mo family.

Xiao, we all met.

The relatives of the Wang family, the Mo family, and their respective relatives and friends made Wang Zijun feel dizzy when visiting him. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, the situation eased. He rubbed his head and looked at the guests.

Mo Xiaobei, who was lying quietly on the bed and seemed to be sleeping soundly, thought to himself that it was hard for this girl. It has been very rare for him to greet guests with a smile on his face for so many days.

This year's Spring Festival, what scares Wang Zijun the most is not visiting relatives and friends, but an encounter with Lin Ying'er. Lin Biyuan has to go there. In order to avoid embarrassment, Wang Zijun specially picked Lin Ying'er.

When his son was not at home, he carried two boxes of tea to Lin Zeyuan's house and chatted for a while. Just when he was secretly glad to have escaped, one time when he went out with Mo Xiaobei, he bumped into this girl!

They all live in the same courtyard, so it is inevitable that they will run into each other. Wang Zijun, who already had this awareness in his heart, felt a little uneasy in his heart for some reason when the two met.

Why are you still afraid of ghosts calling the door if you have done nothing wrong? After scolding himself a few words in his mind, Wang Zijun still managed to smile and introduced the two of them to each other.

In fact, when Wang Zijun first got married, the three of them met by chance on the way back from watching a movie.

It should be said that Mo Xiaobei's identity was obvious there, Lin Ying'er could see that Mo Xiaobei also had some impression of Lin Ying'er.

For some unknown reason, Mo Xiaobei, who had a cold nature, actually talked and laughed with Lin Ying'er in a warm and friendly manner. In the next few days, Lin Ying'er came to play with Mo Xiaobei frequently. The two of them together

Su Ying, who stayed at the old man's house, became a beautiful scenery in winter.

"Dong dong dong"

A gentle knock on the door came. Hearing the knock, Wang Zijun hurriedly walked out. Mo Xiaobei looked so tired. Wang Zijun was not willing to let her not even have a good night's sleep.

"Brother, do you have any plans for today?" Wang Zihua winked at Wang Zijun and asked in a low voice. If Wang Zihua was still a little jealous of Wang Zijun in the past, he is completely convinced now.

.

With the support of his family, Wang Zihua has made rapid progress. Now he has reached the position of a full-time scholar, and he is doing well among young people. However, compared with Wang Zijun, his achievements are a bit different.

The executive deputy mayor of Shan Province is definitely unmatched, enough to make Wang Zihua give up all thoughts of competition.

Knowing that Wang Zihua wanted to take him out to play, Wang Zijun would have agreed in the past, but looking at the exhausted Mo Xiaobei today, Wang Zijun just wanted to stay at home and have a good rest with his wife.

"I'm a little tired and want to take a good rest."

"That's a pity. Today, the old Dong is treating me as a guest. This person is quite capable." While Wang Zihua was speaking, he patted his head again and said, "Old Dong is the new deputy mayor of Jiang City. He used to be my dad's secretary.

It’s grown.”

After hearing what Wang Zihua said, there would be no outsiders. Wang Zijun smiled and said, "You can go by yourself. You don't need to drag me along." As he spoke, Wang Zihua was about to go back to the house to rest, but he turned around.

When I was talking, I suddenly thought of something and asked casually: "Is the surname of Lao Dong's secretary Chu? If true, this person is not very good!"

Wang Zijun said it very casually, and after saying it, he went back to his room. However, these words made Wang Zihua feel upset, and he thought to himself, could this old Dong's secretary have offended his eldest brother?

Otherwise, given the status of the eldest brother, how could he remember such a young minion? Maybe the eldest brother already knew who Old Dong was, and the reason why he didn't want to attend the banquet was because he didn't like Old Dong's secretary.

Damn it, a secretary can stir up such a thing. It seems that Old Dong has to change his secretary! Wang Zihua, who is in awe of Wang Zijunyue, has a good relationship with Mayor Dong. As they walked, he secretly thought to himself

With.

Government departments all work on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, but Mo Xiaobei has no such restrictions. Early in the morning of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Zijun drove towards Dongpu City with Mo Xiaobei. As soon as the car got on the highway, Mo Xiaobei

Xiaobei's whole body relaxed, like a bird out of its cage, with a cheerful smile on his face.

"If your mother sees you like this, be careful of getting scolded!" Wang Zijun joked when he saw Mo Xiaobei's happy look.

"Mom won't talk about me!" Knowing that Wang Zijun was joking with him, Mo Xiaobei smiled softly, lay down on the passenger seat and said, "When you get tired after a while, let me drive the car."

!”

Wang Zijun nodded, stopped talking, and just concentrated on driving.

Although work has started on the seventh day of the lunar month, the New Year atmosphere is still very strong. Most of the people who came to work nodded their heads and left quietly. As leaders, everyone turned a blind eye.

They are fully aware of this situation, but they all smile tolerantly. The Spring Festival has just passed, and the thoughts of celebrating the New Year have not yet come back. If the requirements are too strict, it may not be a bit unhuman.

Naturally, Wang Zijun turned a deaf ear. Apart from staying at work in the office, most of his thoughts were spent on shopping with Mo Xiaobei.

"It's time for you to have a child." Sitting in the office, Wang Zijun couldn't help but think of what his mother said before he left. To be honest, at this time, Wang Zijun really has no idea of ​​having a child, but he

Mom's words appeared again and again in his mind.

Do you want to have a child? Prince Jun, who was thinking about this idea in his mind, was somewhat lost in thought.

Thinking of children, he couldn't help but think of his son in his previous life, and the whole process of raising him from a toddler to college.

Now she and he have embarked on completely different paths, and the son who affected all his emotions in his previous life may never appear in his life again. Sometimes when he thinks of this, Wang Zijun will feel troubled in his heart.

, and there will be an unspeakable irritability.

"Dingling bell..."
To be continued...