The little girl was wearing a pink cartoon down jacket, with a small pigtail combed on the top of her head, and her round little face was transparent. In the lonely courtyard, such a small life suddenly came, and it was suddenly full of life!

The moment Wang Zijun saw this little girl, he couldn't help but give birth to an impulse, this impulse Wang Zijun couldn't describe, but it went deep into his heart and lungs.

He stared at the little girl, unable to utter a word for a long time. Although he didn't know how the little girl could appear in the old man's courtyard at this time, he had a feeling of being held by the little girl.

"Uncle, how did this flower become like this?" With big eyes, the little girl really looked at him.

Wang Zijun woke up from that strange feeling, he gently came to the little girl's side, slowly squatted down and said, "It's winter now, the air is getting cold, and the flowers are asleep." When they die in the spring of next year, they will be woken up by the spring girl. ”

"Oh", the little girl nodded as if she didn't understand, looking very cute.

Wang Zijun looked at this little girl who was about the same as Little Sweet Bean, and asked softly: "Little friend, why did you run out of the family, and your family entered the big one?" ”

"Auntie has something to do, I'll come over!" The little girl looked at Wang Zijun, a pair of small hands gently crossed, like a small big one.

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Little friend, it's not right for you to run around like this, otherwise your mother will be in a hurry at home." Tell your uncle where your home is, and I'll take you home. ”

As Wang Zijun spoke, he stretched out his palm towards the little girl. The little girl hesitated for a moment, but still put her small palm in Wang Zijun's hand.

Holding it with a small hand, Wang Zijun was very careful. He was afraid that he would use a little more strength and hurt the most beautiful treasure in the world. And when the little girl walked with him, Wang Zijun had a warm feeling in his heart.

"Can you tell Uncle your name?" Wang Zijun walked forward and whispered to the little girl.

"My name is Saisai." The little girl looked at Wang Zijun and said in a milky voice.

Just when Wang Zijun was about to ask the little girl's parents next, he heard a loud shout outside: "Saisai, where are you, baby, Auntie can't see you." Hearing the sound of this call, the little girl suddenly became a little anxious, let go of Wang Zijun's hand, turned around and ran, but only ran a few steps and stopped. He looked at Wang Zijun seriously and said, "Uncle, Saisai can't play with you anymore, go home quickly, don't run into the big bad wolf!" ”

Wang Zijun couldn't help laughing, walked a few steps to catch up with the little girl, and picked her up: "Is it okay to let your uncle send her away?" Uncle one into the play is so scared o ah! ”

Walking out of the door of the small courtyard, Wang Zijun saw a young girl in her twenties, who was hurriedly looking around, and Sai Sai lay in Wang Zijun's ear and said, Uncle, put Sai Sai down quickly, Auntie saw that Sai Sai was a little sticky cake.

When Wang Zijun heard this little girl speak, he felt even more happy, and quickly put her down.

"Auntie, I'm here. Don't worry! Saisai ran over with a milky voice, causing the young woman's hurried expression to dissipate in an instant. The woman picked up Sai Sai and kissed her fiercely, then complained, "Where did you go?" It's very dangerous outside, and my aunt has told you many times that if you run around again, you'll run into Grandma Wolf. ”

"Uncle is a good entry, talk to Saisai, uncle is not a wolf grandmother!" Saisai glanced at Wang Zijun quickly, pouted and said.

The young woman looks average, but the youthful vigor still adds a bit of beauty to her. When talking to Saisai, he didn't notice Wang Zijun next to him at all, and when he heard Saisai say it, he found that Wang Zijun was standing aside.

Looking at Wang Zijun with a smile on her face, the young woman was a little embarrassed, and her face with a few freckles turned red.

Wang Zijun touched his nose a little depressed, and said in his heart how did he become a wolf grandmother. The woman smiled at Wang Zijun, then took the little girl and said, "Saisai, let's go home, my mother will come back in a while." ”

When the little girl heard the words "mother", her face showed a strange brilliance, and she jumped away. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around, tilted his head and asked him, "Uncle, is that your home?" ”

Wang Zijun looked at the innocent little girl, looked at the courtyard of the old man who was Sai Saizhi, and smiled: "This is my uncle's home. ”

"Saisai still has to live here for a few years, can Saisai go and play with his uncle?" The little girl's eyes were filled with a hint of reluctance.

For this little girl who has only seen one time, Wang Zijun felt that the softest part of his heart had been touched from the first time he saw it. At this time, the child looked at him fixedly, and really wanted to come forward and hug her. It's just that after this morning, he will leave Jiang City, and this courtyard will also be locked again.

"Uncle also wants to play with Saisai, but unfortunately Uncle will have to leave after a while. Wait for the next time my uncle comes back, and then go to Saisai to play, okay? ”

The little girl walked back step by step, Wang Zijun looked at the figure of the little girl after walking hundreds of meters, sighed softly, for a moment, he felt that he was really sad, seeing a little girl he didn't know, he was also so reluctant.

Wang Zijun, who turned his head away, didn't pay attention at all, and when he turned around and walked into the door, the young woman also pulled Xiao Saisai into a courtyard. And that courtyard, he has always been familiar with.

Sitting on the recliner again, Wang Zijun no longer had the previous sadness. The one who thinks about it the most is the little girl named Saisai. Thinking of the little girl, Wang Zijun thought of his little sweet bean and thought of the little baby.

The deceased is gone, and the living should be self-reliant. Presumably, the old man's soul must hope that he can go on firmly and happily, and he doesn't want to leave too much sadness because of his departure.

After moving his body, Wang Zijun felt that the room was a lot warmer. At first, he thought it was the result of his own exercise, but soon, Secretary Wang understood that his movement really did not have so much energy, and the main reason for this change was that the heating was on.

After the old man died, the heating in this small courtyard was stopped. Now it's all of a sudden delivery, and it's definitely not accidental. Wang Zijun naturally knew whose role it was, and secretly said in his heart that the second uncle was really considerate of himself.

At half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Jiefang's car gently stopped outside the old man's small courtyard. A man in his thirties got out of the car, came to the small courtyard, and said respectfully to Wang Zijun: "Minister Wang, Governor Wang can't leave because of some temporary matters, let me accompany you to the guest house first." ”

For this man, Wang Zijun is also familiar with him, he is Wang Jiefang's current secretary, and his name seems to be Hong Changlei. He smiled and shook hands with Hong Changlei and said, "Then it's hard for Director Hong!" ”

Hong Changlei followed Wang Jiefang's side and had a deep understanding of the affairs of the Wang family. He knew the status of this prince in the minds of the leaders. Some time ago, when the old man just died, Wang Zihua made another mess, as Wang Jiefang's secretary, Hong Changlei felt pressure at that time, and he was anxious every day.

Once you set foot in officialdom, what you pay attention to is to follow the right entry and stand on the right line. Like him, as Wang Jiefang's secretary, although he seems to be infinitely beautiful from the outside, he actually has a little rib that is well known: his body has been branded with liberation. Once Wang Jiefang has a problem, then his future will become extremely bleak.

During that period of time, Wang Jiefang's troubles became his troubles. But as a little secretary, what can he do about the overall situation that even Wang Jiefang is helpless, he can only watch things develop in the direction he fears.

Just when he was depressed and worried that his career was about to enter the stage of turning on his back, things took a big turn. Wang Zihua was not only safe and sound, but also unexpectedly became a hero, all these sudden changes seem to be instantaneous, between the raise of his hand.

Since then, Wang Jiefang's position has become more stable in the province, and he, the secretary, has once again become the object of non-compliance. Many people don't know the inside story of this, although he doesn't know it very well, but as Wang Jiefang's secretary, he can still guess some things.

And the most important point of this is the young head of the organization in front of him. The head of the organization department of the Nanjiang Provincial Party Committee, the gold content of this position seems to be much heavier than that of Wang Jiefang's vice governor of the Standing Committee.

Bi Jing, that's Nanjiang!

Today, the boss, who has always been unsmiling, called Minister Wang, and he actually smiled uncharacteristically, even with a sense of flattery. Hung up the phone, Wang Jiefang frowned slightly, this is really cold enough.

Hong Changlei understood the boss's heart and offered to leave this matter to me. Then he rushed downstairs, asked for a car and went straight to the heating company, and in less than half an hour, the heating in the old man's house began to heat.

After the matter was completed, Hong Changlei called Wang Jiefang on the road to report. Wang Jiefang was full of praise for Hong Changlei, saying why didn't I think of this method.

When it comes to the relationship between subordinates and superiors, there is a very clear and profound paragraph. said that it was a thousand and ten jobs with the leader, but it was better to do a private matter for the leader. These views may be incomplete and a bit biased, but when you think about it, they are not unreasonable. The leader is the decision-maker, and when an order is given, the next side will respond to a thousand jobs, but what about private matters? The leader's private affairs cannot be arranged with great fanfare.

At this time, the secretary came in handy, quietly handled his private affairs, and removed his thoughts, which was like tickling the leader, the leader only felt the itch on his body, but he was worried about losing the leader's demeanor, and it was not good to scratch his ears and cheeks in public.

Listening to Wang Jiefang's praise, Hong Changlei was secretly happy in his heart. It seems that this thing was not only done right, but also just right. Presumably, from now on, his position in the eyes of the boss has become more stable.