When the car stopped outside the villa, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Although Wang Zijun wants to advance his home time almost every day, there are too many things that always make him involuntarily.

"Zijun, Dad called just now, ask you to come back and call him back." When Wang Zijun just put down the bag in his hand, Mo Xiaobei walked over gently.

Although his expression was still indifferent, from Mo Xiaobei's face, Wang Zijun saw a trace of worry. This kind of look made Wang Zijun feel unbearable, he didn't want to bring things at work to his home, he just didn't want Mo Xiaobei to worry about himself.

Looking at Mo Xiaobei's inquiring gaze, Wang Zijun smiled and hugged Mo Xiaobei: "It's okay." ”

Although Mo Xiaobei has adapted to the role of deputy director of the library these days, her news is not closed. Many things can be transmitted to Mo Xiaobei through some unique channels.

"Don't push yourself too hard, if you feel too tired, let's stop doing it, it's not bad to enjoy life!" After Mo Xiaobei bit his lip, he said to Wang Zijun.

In this family, Mo Xiaobei rarely expresses his opinions, but every time he expresses his opinions, Wang Zijun has to pay attention to them. After listening to Mo Xiaobei's words, Wang Zijun knew that this was definitely not a casual talk to him, it should be Mo Xiaobei's true thoughts.

Don't push yourself. Thinking about these six words, Wang Zijun stretched out his hand and hugged Mo Xiaobei in his arms and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Mo Xiaobei nodded, but did not say anything.

Knowing that Mo Xiaobei's performance was dissatisfied with his answer, Wang Zijun hurriedly smiled and coaxed: "Okay, don't keep your face tight, if you really can't do it, I'll quit, my wife has money." From now on, I will be a soft rice eater with peace of mind. ”

"If you want to eat soft rice, you can go to Sister Hongjin, her soft rice there is more delicious!" Mo Xiaobei didn't know what was wrong, so he dropped this sentence coquettishly, turned his head and left.

Wang Zijun could understand Mo Xiaobei's mood, but he couldn't open his mouth to comfort him, so he had to talk about other things. It's not that I'm afraid, but I'm a little weak-hearted.

For Qin Hongjin's existence, according to Mo Xiaobei's ice and snow intelligence, how could he not feel it. Wang Zijun has been carefully guarding this emotion, and he doesn't want to hurt Mo Xiaobei. I don't want to hurt Qin Hongjin, in fact, this balance cannot be guaranteed.

"Did Dad call and say something?" Wang Zijun hurriedly changed the topic without a heart.

Mo Xiaobei's intelligence is not inferior to Wang Zijun. Therefore, seeing Wang Zijun's embarrassed face, he didn't want to dwell on this matter too much, so he said with a lot of face: "I didn't say it, but it should be Midong's matter." ”

Wang Zijun nodded. To take a step is to go upstairs. After taking two steps, he stopped and asked, "Where's the little baby?" Slept? ”

"Just fell asleep, you let him sleep well, it's been a busy day today." As Mo Xiaobei spoke, he asked with concern: "Do you want tea or coffee?" ”

Wang Zijun likes tea, but today. After a little hesitation, he said, "I'll have some coffee with you." ”

Walking into the study, Wang Zijun did not call his father back immediately. Instead, I got caught up in thought. At work, Wang Guangrong has always been very disciplined. When I call, I usually talk about some things in the family, and things like this kind of thing that specifically make me call back rarely appear.

Although he hadn't spoken on the phone yet, Wang Zijun had already understood what his father meant by calling. Seemingly. Midong's regression in economic development this time has attracted a lot of attention.

I thought so. Wang Zijun hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone, and after quickly dialing the familiar number, the phone was connected after only two rings.

Hearing that it was her son's voice, her mother Zhao Xuehua was a little excited: "Zijun, aren't you busy?" What about the little ones? ”

When Wang Zijun heard this, he felt a little guilty, as if he hadn't called his mother for a long time. Hurriedly smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine." Little baby, this guy was tired of playing and fell asleep early. What are you busy with? ”

"What else can I do, I am a person who has retired, at most I dance with others and play badminton." Zhao Xuehua didn't seem to know about Wang Guangrong's call to Wang Zijun, so when she mentioned her baby grandson on the phone, she was full of joy.

Wang Zijun smiled and said: "Mom, now people's living standards have improved, but their physical fitness has decreased. You can strengthen your workout, play badminton with others, and dance, which is very good! ”

"That's right, I'm now the captain of the Yangge team. By the way, we are also going to organize a performance event, and if you can spare time, you can take Xiaobei and Xiaobao to see it! Zhao Xuehua talked about the little baby, and opened the conversation again: "How did I hear that the little baby has been working in the field for the past two days?" ”

"It's not to work in the fields, it's a labor exercise organized by the school, which is pretty good." Wang Zijun knew that his mother was one of the people who loved her baby the most, so he hurriedly explained.

"Ouch, you said that my grandson has small arms and legs, can he afford it! Are you still the governor, and you can't solve this little thing for your child? Let's talk to their school teachers! Zhao Xuehua was not happy when she heard it.

Wang Zijun listened to his mother's complaints and really wanted to laugh. In Wang Zijun's eyes, his son Xiaobao is chubby, but not the little arms and legs in his mother's mouth, but he is not willing to disobey his mother's wishes, so he responded to this matter with a smile. After gossiping for a while, Wang Zijun said, "What about my father?" ”

"Your dad is going to the study to see the pieces, I'll call him later." Zhao Xuehua put down the phone as she spoke.

Soon, Wang Guangrong's calm voice came from the other end of the phone: "Is it Zijun?" ”

"Dad, it's me, the work can't be done, you can talk to your mother when you get home, and watch TV." Wang Zijun knew that although his father always looked energetic in front of outsiders, the years were unforgiving, and Wang Guangrong, who was almost sixty, was really not as good as before.

"Okay, I got it!" Regarding Wang Zijun's advice, Wang Guangrong was a little perfunctory. When people reach a certain age, they appear to be particularly persistent in some things.

Wang Zijun felt his father's displeasure, so he had to put away these concerns. After chatting with Wang Guangrong with a smile, he heard Wang Guangrong say: "Zijun, what's going on with Midong?" ”

Although what Wang Guangrong said was a bit general, Wang Zijun knew very well what his father was asking, and he muttered for a moment. He told Wang Guangrong about the situation in Midong.

Wang Guangrong listened to his son's introduction, and his heart was relieved a lot. But I still feel that my son is a little reckless. After all, economic development is now extremely important. GDP has almost become an important indicator to measure the ability of a cadre, and the kind of behavior that Wang Zijun is engaged in now not only does not see the results at the beginning, but also gives people a handle.

"Zijun, some leaders have an opinion on the economic development of Midong, and it is also reflected in Secretary Lin." Wang Guangrong's voice was very slow, as if there was some deliberate meaning in it.

"I didn't say anything about you, but the responsibility is on you. In addition, there are some departments in charge of the economy. It is also said that you have dragged your feet, otherwise the economic growth of the whole year should be able to reach a higher level. ”

Wang Zijun did not speak. Although what Wang Guangrong said was not too specific, but what can make Dad pay so much attention to it must be a character who cannot be ignored, no wonder Dad called himself at this time, maybe this call has the element of Secretary Lin's instructions.

"Dad. I don't think there's anything wrong with the work I'm doing in Midong, the economy should be good, but we should combine economic development and environmental protection. I've always believed that the two are not contradictory, but mutually reinforcing. Wang Zijun pondered his words and said with a firm voice.

Wang Guangrong was a university professor. There are some things that have their own unique perspectives. He also agrees with his son's point of view, but the situation is now, and these theories alone cannot solve it.

"Hmm. I'll explain your words to Secretary Lin, you'd better take some time to meet Secretary Lin. ”

After Wang Guangrong said this, he said softly: "Zijun, although I appreciate your actions in Midong, I must not correct everything. Did you know that the petition department has received quite a few letters and visits about you? ”

"Dad. I'm not afraid of shadows. Wang Zijun smiled and said to Wang Guangrong in a deep voice.

"Secretary Cen Begang is a comrade with rich work experience, and has been performing well in his work, you must pay attention to learning more from Secretary Cen in the process of building a team with him, support each other, and work together to do a good job in Midong."

Wang Guangrong changed his words and pulled the topic to Cen Begang.

Wang Zijun's heart moved, he had been coming to Midong for almost two years. Father just said that if he wanted to have a good relationship with Cen Begang, he should have said it a year ago, what did he mean by saying this to himself now?

Others don't know, but Wang Zijun himself knows it very well. The relationship between him and Cen Begang has reached a point where it is difficult to recover. Although the two people are very harmonious on the surface, this is only the surface. The rift beneath the surface has become bigger and bigger.

Just when Wang Zijun wanted to ask, Wang Guangrong had already shifted the topic to the little baby, and asked Wang Zijun to take the little baby to Beijing for two days to have fun.

After Wang Zijun agreed one by one, the two hung up the phone. Recalling the meaning of his father's phone call, Wang Zijun's heart suddenly shook.

Some time ago, it was rumored that Cen Begang was going to go to the next level. What did my father mean in his words just now?

If Cen Begang can go to the next level, then the pressure on himself will become even greater. Thinking of Cen Begang's always grim face, Wang Zijun's expression became solemn.

Cheng Tu looked at the piece in his hand and showed a smile. Even though he was almost fifty years old, this smile made people look so personable. From this smile, you can vaguely see the demeanor of many girls who fascinated him when he was young.

The spring breeze is proud, and Chengtu has almost owned the word for many years. In these years of work, Chengtu is almost the most dazzling one in the work. But after coming to Midong, this dazzling light seems to have a sense of distance from Chengtu all of a sudden.

In Midong, although Cheng Tu is the deputy secretary of the third-in-command, whether it is his own feelings or in the eyes of others, Cheng Tu feels that he is just an ordinary member of the Standing Committee. Even with the increasing authority of Wang Zijun, he sometimes felt that he was even inferior to Wang Qingming and Kang Zezheng.

Although these two people are ranked after him, the two people who are in charge of each other seem to have more real power than him. Let's take Wang Qingming as an example, although he has to report to him on major matters as the head of the organization, but at the same time as reporting to him, Cen Begang over there has already made up his mind.

Therefore, this kind of escalation has no practical significance.

In this half year of work, Chengtu felt that he was almost marginalized. Although he tried his best to actively move closer to Cen Begang, this still couldn't change this embarrassing situation.

Now for him, the most important thing is to change his qualifications, only in this way can he make his voice heard in Midong. And now, the opportunity has quietly arrived.

Cen Begang is deeply entrenched in Midong, and Chengtu has no ambition to treat him as an opponent. What's more, according to the current situation, it also determines what is his best choice now. There is a mistake in someone's work, and Cen Begang is even more ready to use this mistake to attack that person, which is consistent with his temporary interests.

However, unlike Cen Begang's goal, he still has his own goals on the way. He came to Midong from above this time, and his main goal was to make a leap.

In addition to waiting for this kind of leap with peace of mind, there is another way, and that is to actively strive for it.

Since Cen Begang was about to make a move, why didn't he push the boat with the water?

Chengtu believes that if this possibility is placed in front of Cen Begang, Cen Begang will definitely choose to cooperate with him. After all, in Cen Begang's eyes, that unruly and strong prince was not as popular as Cen Begang.

Knocking lightly on the table, Cheng Tu dialed the phone number of his secretary Liu Jiangang. After saying that you are coming, Chengtu quietly waited for Liu Jiangang's arrival.

It didn't take a minute for the root, and Liu Jiangang came to Chengtu. Although this young man is young, in the eyes of Chengtu, he is a talent that can be created, not only smart, but also very self-motivated.

For self-motivated people, Chengtu has always been very appreciative, in his opinion. As a man, you have to be self-motivated. For the kind of people who don't even dare to show their self-motivation, Chengtu has never appreciated it.

"Secretary." Liu Jiangang stood respectfully by Chengtu's side, looking like he was waiting for Chengtu's arrangement at any time.

smiled at Liu Jiangang, and said lightly: "Jiangang, how is your relationship with Professor Chen from the Party School?" ”

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