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Back in the township, Xiao Cao put Wang Zijun's things into the office, Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Xiao Cao, don't go home, just let me invite you to eat braised noodles!" ”

"Okay.

Thinking about it like this, Zhang Shun almost regretted his intestines! I was really dizzy before, how could a young man with a big head and a thick neck dare to go along with Li Santai and show the secretary's face openly and secretly? Isn't this looking for death? Although this has struck up Township Chief Zhao, judging from the current situation, it seems that Secretary Wang's prestige has revealed the tip of the iceberg.

The more I thought about it, the more depressed I became, which made Zhang Shun have been depressed this Mid-Autumn Festival, and all he thought about all day long was how Wang Zijun would clean up his affairs next.

After turning over and over and pondering for countless times, a thought appeared firmly in Zhang Shun's heart, that is, no matter what, he had to repair his relationship with Secretary Wang.

Zhang Shunren is not stupid, after having this idea, he thought about how to please Secretary Wang. After thinking about it, a spiritual light appeared in his heart.

Secretary Wang's family is not in the county seat, so he will definitely rush to the township government today. During the holidays, there is no food in the cafeteria. If he had served the secretary a delicious meal in time that day, wouldn't Secretary Wang's attitude towards himself have changed greatly?

"Secretary Wang, that ...... That dinner is ready, you see......" Zhang Shun had been thinking about it for a long time, but the smile on his face was even more flattering.

In the face of Zhang Shun's deliberate flattery, Wang Zijun secretly said in his heart: The official level crushes people to death, the charm of power is really great, and now he is running to speak in a low voice, but it turns out that he is arrogant.

Seeing that Wang Zijun didn't speak, Zhang Shun's expression was a little more panicked. A terrible thought arose in his heart.

Isn't it Secretary Wang......

"Well, Xiao Cao, today's braised noodles saved me a treat, let's eat it next time we have a chance." As Wang Zijun spoke, he walked towards the door.

Zhang Shun's anxiety just now immediately became sunny, and he hurriedly trotted behind Wang Zijun, for fear that he would not be able to serve him properly.

Xiao Cao also followed closely, and the secretary asked him to eat together, which was a glorious thing.

Just as the three of them walked out of Wang Zijun's office, Zhu Changyou, deputy director of the Party and Government Office, came over.

"Secretary Wang, are you back?" Seeing Wang Zijun, Zhu Changyou hurriedly greeted him.

Before the holiday, Wang Zijun took a general look at the duty list, and clearly remembered that there was no Zhu Changyou on duty today, and when he met him unexpectedly today, he couldn't help nodding his head.

"Chang You, it's better to be in time than to be in a hurry! Have you eaten? If not, let's go eat together. Wang Zijun smiled at Zhu Changyou and said very casually.

If you want to say that this Zhu Changyou, what he eats for dinner is his favorite vegetarian dumplings with three fresh fillings. When his wife saw that he was eating well, she simply filled him with two large bowls, which made his stomach round, and when he was walking just now, he was still worried about whether he would pout and roll out a dumpling from his mouth!

Despite this, this Zhu Changyou still made a hungry appearance and readily agreed. This opportunity to have dinner with the secretary should not be missed! That's for sure!

The four of them talked and laughed, and came to the cafeteria, Zhang Shun seemed to have been prepared, and after a while, four exquisite side dishes were served. One is scrambled eggs with leeks, a plate of cold black and white ears, a mapo tofu, and a garlic spicy shrimp, although they are all home-cooked dishes, but each dish is exquisite and delicious, which shows that Zhang Shun still took a lot of effort for this meal.

Soon, Zhang Shun brought three bowls of millet porridge in a tray, the millet porridge was boiled yellow and shiny, with a thick layer of rice oil on it, exuding a faint rice fragrance, Wang Zijun nodded with satisfaction.

"Lao Zhang, don't be busy, come and come, sit here." Wang Zijun said to Zhang Shun with a smile.

Enjoy reading, 81zw