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Chapter four hundred and eighty fourth time to run

"If you really feel frustrated, forget it. Change jobs. There is nothing great about a job, we don't care about it." Luo Qiuping said with her husband from behind.

"There is nothing to be frustrated or not. Anyway, I had a quarrel with Zhao Shiyou yesterday. If he had the ability, he would drive me away. If he had no ability, I would stay there." Wang Zesheng said.

"Just make a fuss, just make a fuss." Luo Qiuping said in a daze when she heard this. After saying that, Luo Qiuping was silent for a while and couldn't help asking: "It's rare to see you dress so formally and energetic. Is it to anger Zhao Shiyou?"

"I'm not so bored. Today I'm going to the Municipal Party Committee Office to meet Secretary-General Zhang Ruiliang of the Municipal Party Committee." Wang Zesheng said.

"The Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee wants to see you? What did he see you? You are just a reporter, but you can't have written any excessive reports, right?" Luo Qiuping said in surprise and worried when she heard this.

"No, I don't know much about what's going on. Don't forget that I'm the first in Jiangzhou Daily. My writing style is famous for being good. Maybe the Secretary-General saw that he appreciated my talent and transferred me to the Municipal Party Committee Office to be a secretary." Wang Zesheng's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and then he comforted him with a haha, but he sighed secretly. Even his wife thought so. It seems that this matter is probably not good.

"You," Luo Qiuping gently hugged her husband and said, "Anyway, no matter what, I support you. Be careful when I see the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee and don't be so aggressive."

Obviously, Luo Qiuping knew that Wang Zesheng was saying something to comfort her, but she was just an ordinary employee of the Human Resources Department of a private enterprise, but she couldn't help.

"Don't worry, I know." Wang Zesheng forced a smile, but he had already made the worst plan in his heart.

Because Wang Zesheng was suddenly called by the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee, and Wang Zesheng was tired from drunkenness last night, Luo Qiuping's face today was even worse than yesterday, and the worry in her eyes was stronger.

"Sister Qiuping, was that bastard deliberately making things difficult for Brother Wang again yesterday?" Shuai Zhen couldn't help but ask angrily when she saw Luo Qiuping becoming more and more insolent in her spirit.

"It's certain that you make things difficult. Your Brother Wang has completely had a quarrel with him. I'm not worried about this now, I'm worried. Oh, it's useless to tell you." Luo Qiuping didn't want to talk about it halfway through.

"Oh, I'm so anxious. What's the matter?" Shuai Zhen couldn't help but get anxious when she saw Luo Qiuping was halfway through her speech.

"Your Brother Wang was called by the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee to have a conversation. I don't know why. Alas, it's really a disaster," Luo Qiuping sighed in a low mood.

"The Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee talks to Brother Wang? My mother, it's not the report written by Brother Wang that offended a leader, right?" Shuai Zhen knew the huge gap between the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee and the daily reporter, and said in a lost voice after hearing this.

Seeing that Shuai really guessed that he was like him, Luo Qiuping's face became paler and ugly.

"You crow's mouth, what are you talking about?" Lin Wen glared at her and said when she saw that Shuai was really unrestrained.

"Yes, yes, Sister Qiuping, don't think so much. Maybe the leader may not necessarily appreciate Brother Wang's literary talent." Shuai Zhen then remembered that Luo Qiuping was very fragile now and could not withstand the blow, so she hurriedly comforted her.

"Okay, you don't need to comfort me anymore. Although your brother Wang is indeed outstanding in literary talent, some of his reports are not very pleasing. It's only when the leader appreciates him that he will call him away." Luo Qiuping said with a wry smile and shook her head.

Seeing Luo Qiuping say this, everyone in the office was silent. They knew that Luo Qiuping was telling the truth, but Xia Yunjie knew it clearly. It would be a bad thing for the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee to call Wang Zesheng in the past, but they didn't know why the Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee called Wang Zesheng over.

When the people from the Human Resources Department of Weida Company were talking about Wang Zesheng's incident, the news that Wang Zesheng was called by the Municipal Party Committee Office was also circulating in Jiangzhou Daily, and of course it also reached Zhao Shiyou's ears. The staff of Jiangzhou Daily, including Zhao Shiyou, had their first reactions, of course, were like Shuai Zhen and others, so Zhao Shiyou was particularly proud and even joked with a few close friends who were very close to him that he had not taken action yet, and the leaders of the Municipal Party Committee helped him first.

When people were gloating and worried, Wang Zesheng came to the municipal party committee compound with a nervous heart and met Zhang Ruiliang, the secretary-general of the municipal party committee. But what went against Wang Zesheng was that Secretary-General Zhang was actually quite kind. He asked him some work and personal matters like a heart-to-heart talk, which made Wang Zesheng unable to touch his mind. Is the secretary-general of the municipal party committee very leisurely? He had time to care about the work and personal matters of an ordinary journalist like him?

Of course this is impossible. Jiangzhou City has a population of 7 million. As the general manager of the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard, he doesn’t know how much he has to be busy with.

Fortunately, as a reporter, he has seen many scenes, and his reaction and language organization skills are also top-notch. Therefore, although Wang Zesheng was confused in his mind, his answers were very smooth and decent, which made Zhang Ruiliang quite satisfied.

Secretary Feng and Wang Zesheng were held at nine o'clock. Secretary Zhang and Wang Zesheng had a while chatting with him, and they also learned a little. Seeing that it was almost nine o'clock, he said straight to the point: "I called you here today because Secretary Feng's full-time secretary Comrade Liu Jiahui will be sent to the county and district for exercise recently. I need to arrange a new secretary for the secretary. Secretary Feng has read the report you wrote and has an interest in you, so I want to talk to you."

Wang Zesheng was almost shocked when he heard this. He thought that the secretary-general of the municipal party committee was talking to him as a young reporter and was hit by anti-aircraft cannons. He thought that this time he would definitely be in danger, but he never expected that the person who wanted to talk to him was Feng Zhengcheng, member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee, and he did not expect that he would become a candidate for full-time secretary of the municipal party committee.

"I have basically understood your situation. Now I have to listen to your own opinions," Secretary-General Zhang continued.

Hearing this, Wang Zesheng suddenly became excited. What is the point of asking about this opinion? From a young reporter to a secretary of the municipal party committee, it would definitely be a success in his career. How could Wang Zesheng refuse? So Wang Zesheng immediately adjusted his excitement, with a serious face but his voice could not hide his trembling voice: "I thank the secretary and the secretary-general for their kindness and firmly obey the organization's arrangements."

Secretary-General Zhang was not surprised by Wang Zesheng's answer. He nodded and stood up after hearing this, "It's almost time. Come with me and go see Secretary Feng together."

Wang Zesheng hurriedly got up and followed Secretary Zhang out of the office.

When the Municipal Party Secretary’s office was upstairs, Secretary-General Zhang gave a few more words of advice, and Wang Zesheng listened carefully and accepted it humbly.

When Secretary-General Zhang took Wang Zesheng to the office of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary, Secretary Feng was already waiting for them, and there was a stack of Jiangzhou Daily on the table. Seeing them in, Secretary Feng let out a loud laugh, got up and shook hands with Wang Zesheng, and then pointed to the Jiangzhou Daily on the desk of the large class and said: "I have read the reports you recently published. It's good, the reports are very objective and well-placed."

"Thank you, the secretary for your praise. We journalists are just to be realistic." Wang Zesheng hurriedly said modestly.

"Seeking truth from facts, these four words are simpler to say, but difficult to do," Secretary Feng sighed, then pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down Comrade Zesheng, Comrade Ruiliang should have talked to you, but now you are not my secretary, but my guest, so don't be polite, just be more casual."

Although Secretary Feng said it was a little casual, Wang Zesheng was still a little restrained and nervous. He didn't dare to put his butt entirely on the sofa when he sat down. You should know that Feng Zhengcheng is not only the top leader of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Committee, but also the youngest member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee in Jiangnan Province. With his current age, it may be possible to become the governor or even the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee.

Secretary-General Zhang did not stay in the secretary's office, but just said a few words to Secretary Feng, then got up and left.

After Secretary-General Zhang left, Feng Zhengcheng talked with Wang Zesheng for a while and admired him very much, so he called Liu Jiahui in and asked him to take Wang Zesheng to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment and get to know some colleagues. Of course, the work matters also need to be explained, and then come to work tomorrow.

When Wang Zesheng came out of the municipal party committee compound, it was already noon.

In summer, the sun above your head is so hot that people can't wait to find a hole to drill it, but Wang Zesheng seemed to have become a martial arts master who is invincible with cold and heat. When he walked on the road, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a hot sun above his head.

Everything that happened this morning was like a dream for Wang Zesheng, and he still couldn't believe that all this was true.

A moment ago, he was still worried about losing his job and being criticized by his leaders, but he suddenly became a full-time secretary of the municipal party committee secretary. And as long as he did this job well, it is not difficult to foresee the path Secretary Liu Jiahui is going to take now, and he will also go in the near future. This also means that he, a young reporter, will become deputy county magistrate and even higher position in the near future.

After a while, Wang Zesheng remembered that he should quickly report a happy message to his wife. He also knew that Luo Qiuping had a good meal or not and was not sleeping well in recent times.

Because he was going to talk to the leader, Wang Zesheng's cell phone was turned off. After taking out the phone, Wang Zesheng hurriedly turned on the phone.

As soon as the machine was turned on, several text messages were prompted. Before Wang Zesheng could turn on the phone, the ringtone of the phone rang.

When he saw that it was Zhao Shiyou who called. Wang Zesheng was slightly stunned and wanted to press it directly, but he finally picked it up.

As soon as he answered the phone, Wang Zesheng heard Zhao Shiyou's voice that made him particularly disgusting: "Hello, Chief."

My message is quite effective. I knew so quickly that I became the secretary of the listed party committee secretary. Wang Zesheng cursed with a little readily in his heart, but pretended to be confused: "Mr. Zhao, did you make the wrong call? I am Wang Zesheng, you are my leader?"
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