became the full-time secretary of Mayor Feng of Yanbei City, and Zhang Zetao came to the Yanbei City Government earlier than before. After cleaning up Feng Jun's office briefly, he cleaned up the secretary's room outside Feng Jun's office thoroughly.

Although there have been people cleaning the mayor's secretary's room, some things are not touched casually by the cleaning staff, and Zhang Zetao's purpose is to dispose of some unwanted things in the secretary's room.

After cleaning up the secretary's room, Zhang Zetao looked at the time, it was already 7:50, while there was still some time, Zhang Zetao took out the small book that Huang Yiming handed over to him yesterday and looked at it carefully.

"Mayor Feng, you're here."

Although he was looking at the lists and phone numbers of the leaders of various districts, counties and bureaus, Zhang Zetao was also paying attention to the movements outside the secretary's room at any time. When he saw Feng Jun in sight, Zhang Zetao immediately stood up and took the initiative to take the briefcase in Feng Jun's hand.

"Hehe, Xiao Zhang, you're quite early."

Feng Jun said with a smile, and at the same time handed the briefcase to Zhang Zetao. Taking the briefcase, Zhang Zetao hurriedly stepped forward, gently pushed open the security door of the mayor's office, and led Feng Jun into the mayor's office. After everything was done, Zhang Zetao turned around and put the big red robe that had been soaked behind Feng Jun's desk.

"Xiao Zhang, how is it, being my secretary, do you feel used to it?"

Looking at Zhang Zetao, who was busy before and after, Feng Jun was very satisfied and asked deliberately. \一\本\Read\Novel xstxt

"Well, it's okay, it's just a bit stressful."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Zetao's mouth, and he said a little restrainedly.

"Hehe, don't have any burden, just like the morning before yesterday, it would be good if I was a middle-aged uncle, now your identity is different, you should pay attention to yourself, don't do illegal things in this name, otherwise I won't be able to spare you." But let's not cause trouble, don't be afraid of things, as long as it is legal and in line with the interests of the people, we will boldly do it, and if something happens, I will bear it for you."

Feng Jun looked at Zhang Zetao and said, although the conversation with Zhang Zetao made him feel at ease about Zhang Zetao's character, he had to knock it, after all, Zhang Zetao's identity was different at this moment, if he couldn't withstand the temptation, it was not only Zhang Zetao's business, but also not what Feng Jun wanted.

"Mayor Feng, don't worry, I will definitely remember my identity."

"Well, then I'll rest assured, by the way, do you have any arrangements for today"?

After telling Zhang Zetao some things to pay attention to, Feng Jun asked.

"At 11 o'clock this morning, the Red Cross Society in the city has a charity auction for the disaster area, and you need to attend."

Hearing Feng Jun ask about work, Zhang Zetao immediately entered the role of secretary.

"There is another thing about your car, the car class has already sent your car, but the driver still needs you to confirm."

"Oh, you notify me half an hour in advance about the charity auction, and as for the driver, you can watch and deal with it."

Feng Jun groaned and said in a low voice.

"Okay".

After pouring some water for Feng Jun's teacup again, Zhang Zetao withdrew from the mayor's office.

"Director Huang, hello, I'm Zhang Zetao."

In the secretary's room, Zhang Zetao dialed the phone number of Huang Yiming, the director of the office.

"Hehe, Zetao, how about it, the first day I was the mayor's secretary, I got used to it."

Huang Yiming said with a smile, his tone was cordial, not only him, but now everyone in the city government, except for Wang Wei and some other people who have had a holiday with Zhang Zetao, almost everyone knows the benefits of having a good relationship with Zhang Zetao.

"Hehe, it's okay, Director Huang, there is something I want to trouble you, please send someone to send me a copy of the information of all the drivers of the car class, I need to choose Mayor Feng's full-time driver."

"Okay, no problem, I'll arrange it right away".

Hearing Zhang Zetao's words, Huang Yiming immediately said, and at the same time he was a little envious of Zhang Zetao. Feng Jun's ability to hand over his full-time driver to Zhang Zetao to choose is enough to prove Feng Jun's trust and value for Zhang Zetao.

Not long after putting down the phone, a girl who looked two years younger than Zhang Zetao appeared in front of Zhang Zetao with about 20 resumes.

"Hello, Secretary Zhang, this is the information you want for all the drivers of the city government."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you".

Zhang Zetao looked at the young and beautiful girl with a few freckles on her face in front of her, but was dressed up, and said in a low voice.

"Secretary Zhang, you're polite, then you're busy, if you need anything, contact me again."

"Okay".

Seeing the girl leave, Zhang Zetao immediately looked at the information sent by the girl, because the matter was urgent, and he had to try to elect Mayor Feng's driver before 10 o'clock.

After reading 20 resumes, Zhang Zetao pulled out a driver's resume that he thought was good.

Liu Hongzhu, 35 years old, a veteran with 15 years of driving experience, has been driving in the car class for 5 years, has not had a single traffic accident, once served as Xu Mingming's full-time driver, but after driving for less than 3 days, he was kicked back to the car class by Xu Mingming.

Looking at the resume in front of him, Zhang Zetao decided to meet this Liu Hongzhu, he could be disliked by Xu Mingming, coupled with his military background, Zhang Zetao felt that Liu Hongzhu should be a person with his own insistence.

The city government's car class, Liu Hongzhu didn't know that he had been photographed by Zhang Zetao at the moment, and now he was smoking his cheap cigarettes one after another in an open space outside the car class. Since being kicked back to the car class by Xu Mingming, Liu Hongzhu's life has not been easy. Although Xu Mingliang has not troubled Liu Hongzhu since then, all the colleagues in the car class have avoided him like a plague god, lest Xu Mingliang will think of Liu Hongzhu, a little person, and be unlucky.

Compared with Liu Hongzhu's unhappiness, his wife, who is an accountant, is also facing the threat of being laid off because of the slump in the factory, but just yesterday his mischievous 10-year-old son was ordered to quit school because of a fight with someone at school. All these things add up to make Liu Hongzhu anxious.

"Hey".

With a long sigh, Liu Hongzhu spit out the fart of the cigarette in his mouth, and when he wanted to take out another cigarette, he found that he only had an empty cigarette case left in his hand.

"Lao Liu, Lao Liu, I can find you."

At this moment, an anxious voice sounded, raised his head, and looked at Wang Dayong, the squad leader of the trolley class, Liu Hongzhu was a little strange, since he was kicked back to the trolley class by Xu Mingming, this was the first time Wang Dayong looked for himself.

"Section Chief Wang, there's something wrong."

Liu Hongzhu stood up and asked honestly.

"Hehe, Lao Liu, my brother didn't do a good job before, and he didn't care enough about you, but don't take it to heart."

Wang Dayong looked at the honest Liu Hongzhu in front of him with a worried face, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"This old Liu is going to run again."

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