In the early morning, mist shrouds the mountains and forests, and the occasional early bird chirps to add to the tranquility.

Yanagimoto, who is accustomed to getting up early and exercising in the morning, wears a full set of Li Ning brand sports T-shirts, sports shorts, and sneakers, and runs along the freshly repaired forest path from the foot of the mountain to the Huaseiji Temple at the top of the mountain. After a short rest, he would run from the top of the mountain back to his home at the bottom of the mountain as usual, and then take a bath, eat breakfast, and go to work.

This small hill is called Huachengyan, not because of the Huacheng Temple under the mountain that is being rebuilt, but because more than 1,000 years ago, the great writer Han Yu was demoted to Yuanzhou to serve as the history of the thorn, and lived in the Thorn History Mansion under this hill, and wrote the word 'Huacheng' on the mountain rock. The vicissitudes of the world, the ancients were degraded because of the Buddha bones, and the ruins of the Thorn History Mansion where he once lived became a temple hundreds of years later, and it was named after the words of his hundreds of years ago.

When the sweaty Liu Benqiu ran to his home at the foot of the mountain, he was already out of breath, and his personal secretary, Song Xiaojun, was sitting in the dining room munching on steamed buns and drinking soy milk, with several folders on the table. It's not easy to be the secretary of a big leader, but it's easy to be the secretary of Yanagimoto, as long as you're in charge of official business, don't be in charge of his life. Replaced by other leaders, Song Xiaojun did not hold a folder in his hand, but waited in the restaurant to wipe the table, wash chopsticks, and serve porridge for the leader.

There used to be a bad joke, Liu Benqiu still listened to Li Jiaming, a cadre in the capital went to the grassroots level for a year of temporary training, and when he returned to the capital, he was embarrassed. It is said that when the cadre had dinner with his colleagues, he shrugged his shoulders as soon as he entered the private room, and the new coat he had just bought slipped from his shoulders and fell to the ground, attracting ridicule from his colleagues - when he was used to being a leader, he even had to be helped by someone to take off his coat?

This is a joke, and it is a cold joke, when it comes out of the mouth of Secretary Huang of the Municipal Party Committee again, it is very spicy - some of our cadres can't do without the secretary for anything except eating, shitting, and sleeping, and they are complete waste!

That being said, Secretary Huang's secretary would still carry his bag, open the door, make tea and pour water, and carry an umbrella on a rainy day, waiting for him like a patient. The entire municipal party committee and municipal government, that is, executive vice mayor Liu Benqiu, as long as the secretary helps to handle official business, does not bother the secretary in life.

Song Xiaojun, who was transferred from the Tonggu County Government Office, tried to help the leader carry his bag, but he was admonished - I, Liu Benqiu, want assistants and cadres, not servants and servants. Since then, in addition to helping the leader turn on the water and clean the office every day, Song Xiaojun has stopped reaching out for other chores and has focused all his energy on official business.

However, the official is the deputy department, and he is the executive deputy mayor, and Liu Benqiu is really inseparable from the secretary. If he didn't have a secretary, he wouldn't have to do anything else, and just looking at the papers would have allowed him to sit in the office twenty-four hours a day, and he would have to work overtime on Saturdays and Sundays. With a good secretary filter, Yanagimoto can only look at the very few important documents, and then glance at those retreat documents, draw circles, and focus on economic development.

Song Xiaojun is the son of his old acquaintance, because of some things six years ago, he was taught in the county for three years by Li Jiaming, and then he was admitted to the county government office as a secretary. is also because of his father's grievances with Li Jiaming, although he scored first in the written test and first in the interview, if it weren't for the phone call from Liu Benqiu, who was a secretary in Fenggao, he would still not have been able to enter the government office.

finally entered the government office, and it was also the life of sitting on the cold bench, Song Xiaojun did chores for the deputy director in charge, he did the hardest and most tiring work, and the good thing about promotion was not to even think about it. What a humiliation it is for an undergraduate student of Normal University to serve tea and water to agricultural school students, and an old classmate who works in the city government comes to investigate, and the deputy director is incapable after being a wave of sycophants?

If it weren't for his mother's poor health and his father's busy work, Song Xiaojun really wanted to quit his job and leave that small county town to work outside.

However, the cold bench of those three or four years also made Song Xiaojun figure out a truth - to be a person in advance. Therefore, unlike the young and ambitious Li Jiaren, he will often come and go with his classmates when he has time. When a classmate has something, he will take the initiative to help without anyone asking. Especially for red and white ceremonies, Song Xiaojun, who lives in the county seat, will notify his original classmates to help or make up a group together.

The opportunity came, and the former high school classmate Wang Lei had a happy event at home, so Song Xiaojun contacted a group of classmates in the county to help. I didn't expect to have a return, it was purely a help between classmates, but I didn't expect Wang Lei to thank his classmates for their help and ask Li Jiaming for favors on his behalf.

In this way, Song Xiaojun's obstacles on his career disappeared in an instant, and he immediately became the secretary of the Standing Committee and deputy county magistrate You Xuequan, and the position of deputy director was not easy to arrange, but the level of a deputy director was arranged and he enjoyed the treatment of deputy section level. The secretary of the Standing Committee and the deputy county magistrate did not serve for two days, and the deputy county magistrate You was promoted to Yuanzhou District as the district head, and seeing that Song Xiaojun was about to become an ordinary cadre again, he knew that the city government had just been promoted to deputy chief clerk Song Xiaojun became the secretary of the new executive vice mayor Liu Benqiu, and served as the chief of the second comprehensive section of the general office of the municipal government, and his authority was heavier than that of the deputy secretary-general at the bottom of the ranking.

Yesterday was the weekend, and Song Xiaojun, who was very grateful to his old classmates, went to Wang Lei's place to play, and happened to meet Li Jiaming, who was hiding there. was put on the side, although there is cause and effect, but it is impossible to say that there is no resentment, but Song Xiaojun, who has sat on the cold bench for a few years and seen the cold eyes of others, still made friends sensibly and did not have the slightest resentment.

Liu Benqiu, who had finished washing, knew about this, and after washing, he made a bowl of porridge by himself, and said casually: "Xiao Song, tell me the truth, do you hate Li Jiaming?"

This is a private matter, and Song Xiaojun, who is skilled in human feelings, said with a complicated expression: "Uncle Liu, I can't talk about hate, and I can't say that I don't hate. Without him, I might have gone to the township for exercise, but it would have been absolutely impossible for me to come to the general office; with him, I sat on the cold bench in the government office for four years, and I suffered from the gossip of others. ”

"Five flavors?"

"Hehe, sort of. ”

Liu Shasha, who had just finished washing, came in, stretched out her hand to take the porridge that her father had just served, and said curiously: "Brother Jun, I can't figure it out, you teach well, why do you want to go to administration?"

'Why don't you eat minced meat', this is an official-based society, how can it be good to be an official when teaching? This is also a question that is difficult to answer, and it cannot be said that it is greedy for glory and wealth, right?

But Song Xiaojun's hesitation made Liu Shasha, who was used to the American set, disdainful: "Brother Jun, I didn't say you, you are indeed not as good as Li Jiaming's bastard." It's a good thing you didn't do anything with him, otherwise he would have died 800 times. Isn't it just that you want to be a master, and this is not something that you can't see, and you can't say that you can do it?"

How do you speak? Liu Benqiu coughed twice, laughed and scolded: "What do you know? Interlacing is like a mountain, can anyone who does our line of work be as straightforward as you?"

"Why can't it? When people run for president, they make no secret that they want to be president, and they still work hard to canvass for votes. ”

"Do you know what it means to be different?"

"Yes", the smart Liu Shasha stuck out her tongue, making her father feel very relieved, this is his daughter, no longer the old old woman.

People, when you are young, you should be naughty and mischievous, and when you are young, you should be energetic, not old and sophisticated.