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"Master, take me to see the world, that's the secretary of the provincial party committee, that's the number one. I have never seen such a big official. Shen Xin tugged at the corner of Han Ziyu's clothes and said coquettishly.

"You also said it, that's the secretary of the provincial party committee, what did you do in the past. Han Ziyu said, Shen Xin was fine in the past.

"Master, master, take me there. "Shen Xin is really addicted to coquettishness. Han Ziyu had no choice, so he took it with him.

This kind of press conference is generally just a scene, and the new secretary of the provincial party committee will say a few words and ask a few questions, and it will be over. But the first time Han Ziyu saw such a big official, it was the secretary of the provincial party committee, in this province, he is the chief, although now the real power is in the hands of the provincial governor Ma Zhen, but this kind of official, Han Ziyu may not want to see it face-to-face in his life.

Similarly, Han Ziyu can't have anything to do with it.

The new secretary of the provincial party committee is called Zhou Weiquan, and I heard that he was the vice governor of a neighboring province and was temporarily transferred. This week, Weiquan is in his fifties, and a lot of his hair is gray, and he has no beer belly, but Han Ziyu took a look at it and felt that the secretary of the provincial party committee would not sit for long.

looked lazy, didn't have much energy, his eyes were not sharp, and he didn't get to the point, it seems that he also knows that he is the secretary of the provincial party committee of soy sauce, and this Guanghai Province is the governor after all.

Therefore, at this press conference, the reporters of the newspapers and the portal are not very excited or very active, and basically, the attitude of each reporter also represents the attitude of each newspaper: they are not optimistic about the secretary of the provincial party committee.

Han Ziyu is the same, so even when it comes to the question session, no reporter raised his hand, which makes the atmosphere a little embarrassing.

Fortunately, the host casually named him, but this point happened to be on Han Ziyu's head. Han Ziyu panicked, he didn't prepare for the problem at all, seeing that the secretary of the provincial party committee and everyone were looking at him, he had to ask a question casually: "Since the state issued the house purchase restriction policy, the first-tier cities are generally controlling housing prices, although the range is not high, but the housing prices in our province, especially our Haibei City, have not only not fallen, but are still rising, I don't know if the secretary has any measures for the people?"

This question was a bit sensitive, and the faces of the governors present changed.

The secretary of the provincial party committee glanced at Han Ziyu, and for a moment, the secretary's eyes flashed, you know, this province is under the governor's control, you say that the house price can't come down, isn't that slapping the governor in the face?

Of course Han Ziyu understands, the reason why he asked this question was because he was trapped by the mortgage, which made his life difficult, and he was angry in his heart, and he didn't care so much, so he asked it.

In the face of such a question, the secretary of the provincial party committee used some very official words to answer, what to control bank loans, crack down on housing speculation, give priority to supporting families who just need it, and so on.

Of course, Han Ziyu also knew that it was a vain question to ask, he wanted to see what kind of attitude it was, and now he knew what kind of attitude it was.

The press conference ended hastily in about half an hour.

Because Shen Xin wanted to go to the toilet, Han Ziyu had to wait for her, and he missed the elevator in the first few shifts. In the end, I took an elevator alone with Shen Xin, the doors of this elevator were half closed, and the door opened again, and someone came in.

Han Ziyu and Shen Xin immediately panicked, their hearts were pounding, the person who came was none other than the secretary of the provincial party committee. It was the first time for Han Ziyu to face to face with such a big official, so it was no wonder if he didn't panic, Han Ziyu felt that his palm was wet in an instant.

However, Han Ziyu is a reporter after all, and he has also seen a little of the world, and when he met the secretary of the provincial party committee in the same elevator as him, he hurriedly gave up his position, took two steps forward, and asked with a smile: "Secretary, are you going to -1?"

As he spoke, Han Ziyu hurriedly helped the secretary of the provincial party committee press the elevator.

The secretary of the provincial party committee nodded, glanced at Han Ziyu, and asked, "Are you the reporter you asked just now?"

Being asked like this, Han Ziyu panicked even more, this provincial party secretary won't be held responsible, right? Han Ziyu slapped himself fiercely in his heart, he knew that he should have found a good news to ask. But when the secretary of the provincial party committee asked, Han Ziyu had to answer: "It's Minsheng Weekly." ”

The secretary of the provincial party committee sighed and glanced at Han Ziyu again.

Han Ziyu originally went to the first floor, because the secretary was going to the underground garage, so he didn't press the button on the first floor, and the elevator went directly to the garage. When the secretary of the provincial party committee was leaving, he deliberately turned his head and said with a smile: "Before asking a question next time, you have to think about it more." ”

When Han Ziyu heard this, he couldn't wait to find a gap to drill into, and hurriedly nodded yes yes.

When the elevator door closed, Shen Xin came to his senses and asked, "Master, your question is very good, why does the secretary want you to think about it more?"

Han Ziyu smiled, Shen Xin had just graduated, not to mention the complexity of officialdom, and she was still completely unknown to the chaos in society.

After coming out of the press conference, Han Ziyu asked Shen Xin to go back directly from work, and he had to go back to the company to sort out the draft of the report, but it was a little difficult to write, and finally his heart was crossed, and he said to himself: "The questions have been asked, let's die." ”

Han Ziyu wrote a small manuscript about the secretary of the provincial party committee and housing prices and handed it to Chen Zhonglian's office, whether this manuscript can be published or not, or the editor-in-chief has the final say.

At the end of the overtime, it was already more than eight o'clock, and Han Ziyu suddenly remembered that his cousin and sister-in-law were coming tonight, so he hurriedly looked at his mobile phone, five missed calls, and hurriedly called back, saying that he was working overtime temporarily, and asked his cousin and sister-in-law to wait a little longer, and it would be there soon. On the other end of the phone, my wife scolded me, saying that I reminded you in the morning, how can I forget?

Han Ziyu hurriedly took a taxi back, and when he got home, it was exactly half past eight.

Rang the doorbell, my wife came to open the door, and the first sentence was to scold: "What time is it, I told you that my cousin is coming, and he is working overtime, and he won't answer the phone?"

Han Ziyu hurriedly went in to make amends, and handed over the cigarette as he spoke: "Cousin, I'm really sorry, I have a press conference today, and I'm too late." ”

As soon as Han Ziyu finished speaking, he hurriedly asked his sister-in-law again: "Sister-in-law..."

Han Ziyu was just about to say hello, this called his sister-in-law, this looked at his sister-in-law, and his sister-in-law also happened to look up at Han Ziyu.

It's okay not to look at this, but this time, something big has happened!

Han Ziyu's face turned pale all of a sudden, but her sister-in-law was very calm, smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay, you're busy, and we don't have anything to worry about." ”

Han Ziyu couldn't say a word, and swallowed deeply.

When Zhang Xinhe saw it, he hurriedly pushed Han Ziyu and said, "Why are you still stunned, hurry up and pour tea for your sister-in-law." ”

When Han Ziyu took the teacup to make up the hot water, his hands were trembling, and he thought: It can't be such a coincidence, right? How could my sister-in-law be her? This is impossible, how can it be her?

Who is this cousin-in-law? Who makes Han Ziyu so distraught? Could it be that hell?