Early the next morning, when Wang Xiaoju woke up from her sweet dream, she found that her husband was already sitting in front of the dressing table, fiddling with his hair style with a comb. He had done a meticulous parting of his hair and sprayed styling water on his head.
You must know that Hong Hui never paid attention to his image before. Wang Xiaoju looked at her husband's radiant face in the mirror and couldn't help but hugged his waist from behind and said coquettishly: "Director Hong, I want more~~"
Hong Hui couldn't help but turned around and said with a smile: "Be serious, you won't be able to do this when we get to County Magistrate Zhou's house later."
Wang Xiaoju curled her lips and said, "Xiaojing and I are good sisters who talk about everything. Let me tell you a secret." After that, she leaned into Hong Hui's ear and said, "I heard that when Zhou Wengang became the county magistrate,
She's even tougher than you in bed, you men all have the same virtues."
A trace of hot air blew against Hong Hui's ears. He didn't know why, but suddenly he thought of Guo Nana again, but it was only for a moment. Hong Hui secretly made up his mind that he would never betray his wife. He stood up and slapped Wang Xiaoju's bare buttocks.
After a while he said: "Get up and go sit at County Magistrate Zhou's house."
"What time is it?" Wang Xiaoju glanced at the alarm clock. The hour hand pointed to eight o'clock.
"Don't you still have to go to the bank to withdraw money? Hurry up." After Hong Hui finished speaking, he opened the wardrobe and started picking out clothes. Now that he has become the director, he can't afford to wear this kind of clothes. However, his status in the family has been too low in the past few years.
Some of the short-sleeved shirts were bought three years ago, and the styles and colors were out of date. Wang Xiaoju saw it and said, "You have to buy some good clothes. When we come out of Xiaojing's house, I will accompany you."
Go shopping."
The couple got dressed up and called the child's grandparents to come over and look after the child. Then they went to the bank with their passbook and deposited the 50,000 yuan in the fixed passbook onto a bank card. The account name was Wang Xiaoju's name.
, the password was written on the back, and I went to the supermarket to buy some imported grapes, snake fruits, etc., and took a taxi to Zhou Wen's house.
Hong Hui's cell phone kept ringing on the way, filled with text messages and phone calls congratulating him on his promotion to director. Several of them were from Guo Nana, who asked with concern whether Brother Hong was okay yesterday. Hong Hui looked at his wife next to him.
, quickly deleted Guo Nana’s information.
"Do you want to make a call in advance? Why don't you just come to your door like this?" Hong Hui asked. Wang Xiaoju smiled proudly and said: "Don't be so polite. What is the relationship between Xiaojing and I? We are die-hard sisters.
Just drop by if you have nothing to do, so you don’t need to notify us in advance.”
Indeed, the relationship between Wang Xiaoju and Liu Xiaojing is extraordinary. They are similar in age, Wang Xiaoju is slightly two years older, and they are both from commercial organizations. Liu Xiaojing originally worked as a cashier in a supermarket, and Zhou Wen was transferred to the city government as a secretary.
Then she was assigned to work in the office of the Bureau of Commerce, while Wang Xiaoju was transferred from the department store to the Bureau of Commerce as a typist through family connections. Later, when Zhou Wen was transferred to the county to be the tourism director, Liu Xiaojing also suffered the same fate.
, he was transferred to the printing room to manage the copy machine. The two met at that time and became sisters in need.
Later, when Zhou Wen became the county magistrate, Wang Xiaoju paid more attention to cultivating the relationship with Liu Xiaojing. The two of them were like the same mother, bragging about their husbands and children while knitting together every day, or comparing their experiences in dealing with her mother-in-law.
, almost to the point of talking about everything. This feeling is something that men cannot understand.
Sure enough, when they arrived at County Magistrate Zhou's house, Liu Xiaojing didn't see anyone else at all. She opened the door and let the two people in, muttering: "Come as soon as you come. She even bought fruit. I can't even finish the fruit at home."
"A little thought, by the way, where is your family?" Wang Xiaoju looked around. It would be embarrassing if County Magistrate Zhou hadn't gotten up yet.
Liu Xiaojing curled her lips: "He is a busy man. He took a flight to the capital last night."
Hong Hui hurriedly asked: "County Magistrate Zhou is really busy with everything, and he can't take a break. This trip to the capital is probably for the economic development of our Nantai County."
"No, it seems to be a memorial service for a certain head of the central government, and he was named to attend." Liu Xiaojing said nonchalantly.
Hong Hui's expression suddenly became serious. The news that Mr. Ye came to Kushuijing to inspect had spread throughout Nantai County. As a local leader, County Magistrate Zhou accompanied him throughout the whole process. He must have made some outstanding contribution to make Mr. Ye
The family members were very grateful and were invited to attend the memorial service. As a county-level leader, being able to participate in such a high-level state funeral is of great significance.
Wang Xiaoju opened her mouth even more: "Oh my god, the central government has invited your family to participate in activities. County Magistrate Zhou will definitely become a high official in the future."
Liu Xiaojing waved her hand: "What? People just see him doing things quickly and call him over to help him or something."
Hong Hui and his wife looked at each other. County Magistrate Zhou had already gone to Beijing. His level was much higher than those of the leaders in the county. It seemed that from now on we must unite closely around County Magistrate Zhou.
In fact, Liu Xiaojing also made nonsense. Zhou Wen left in a hurry and did not explain to her in detail what he was going to do. She added: "Actually, Zhou Wen has a very good relationship with Mayor Hu's family. I have a classmate who is Mayor Hu."
My daughter’s boyfriend.”
Now Hong Hui and his wife were even more surprised. If the relationship with the central government is a bit illusory, the relationship with the city is real. Mayor Hu is the secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, and the political and legal affairs department has a very high prestige.
No wonder County Magistrate Zhou is so steady and ruthless in handling people. It turns out that the city has strong support.
The couple listened to Liu Xiaojing bragging for a while, and it was almost noon. Hong Hui looked at his watch and signaled that it was time for his wife to leave, but Wang Xiaoju said: "Xiaojing, while your wife is not at home, let's go out for a meal.
of."
Liu Xiaojing agreed, and took her children and Hong Hui to have a meal at the spicy hot pot outside the community. After the meal, Wang Xiaoju took out an envelope and said, "Xiaojing, this time our Hong Hui mentioned the director.
It’s all thanks to County Magistrate Zhou’s cultivation, with a little care, not much, just buying some stationery for the children.”
"Sister Wang, what are you doing?" Liu Xiaojing waved her hands repeatedly and said nothing. Finally, Wang Xiaoju became anxious and said, "It's okay if you don't accept gifts from others. Can't we have this kind of communication between sisters? You
If you don’t accept it, I will ignore you from now on.”
This time Liu Xiaojing reluctantly accepted it and patted her son on the head: "Thank you, auntie."
Zhou Wen's son said in a sweet voice, "Thank you, auntie." The adults all laughed.
After coming out of the hotel, Hong Hui and his wife took Liu Xiaojing to the gate of the community before leaving. As soon as they walked not far away, Hong Hui saw a black car on the side of the road with a Nantai County official license plate and a sign under the windshield.
With passes from county-level agencies and passes to the family compound of the county finance bureau, two men were selecting fruit baskets at a roadside fruit shop.
Hong Hui pursed his lips: "The Finance Bureau's car." Wang Xiaoju looked over and understood immediately: "They are also here to visit County Magistrate Zhou."
"It must be that the old person in the Finance Bureau has been suppressed by Secretary Zhang's brother-in-law for so many years. County Magistrate Zhou must have made a lot of efforts to be able to take the position this time."
The couple talked nonchalantly and took a taxi to the Dihao Mall in the city center to buy clothes. When you become a director, you have to pay attention to your image. You need to replace your shirts, suits, ties, shoes, etc. with new ones, and they have to be brand-name, at least Pierre Cardin, Crocodile, Valentino.
Something like that.
…
Mr. Ye's funeral was of a very high standard. The funeral committee was filled with leaders with national prefixes. Lao Chengtou came to attend the memorial service as a representative of his hometown. Zhou Wen was not originally on the list, but considering that Zhou Wen was also present when Mr. Ye passed away,
Moreover, old Chengtou was already over 80 years old and had to be accompanied by someone, so Zhou Wen was included.
Zhou Wen attached great importance to this opportunity and personally took the car to Tianjie Township to pick up Old Chengtou. Considering that the old man needed someone close to him to serve him, he also brought Old Chengtou's great-grandson Cheng Maohai with him.
The county bought several new sets of clothes, and County Magistrate Zhou selected a few young and capable young men from the county government to take them with them. The group took a flight to the capital. Of course, all expenses were borne by the county finance.
A funeral of this level lasts at least ten days from the announcement of death to the farewell ceremony and cremation in Babao Mountain. During this period, Zhou Wen had someone take Old Chengtou and Mao Boy out for a good tour, such as the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace.
He visited the Great Hall of the People, the Museum of Revolutionary History, and the Great Wall at Badaling, while he stayed in the hotel every day and controlled the personnel appointments and dismissals at home.
Just after talking to Secretary Xu on the phone, the phone rang again. It was her wife. Liu Xiaojing's voice sounded particularly proud: "Husband, someone came to our house yesterday to give a gift, but I took it away."
"Oh, you are an old member of the Finance Bureau, right?" Zhou Wen said.
"Yes, he took a newspaper bag with a thick stack of money in it. I used to work as a cashier, and I could tell at a glance that it was at least 100,000 yuan. I fell out on the spot and scolded him."
Zhou Wen said: "Xiaojing, it's right not to accept gifts, but you can't curse others. Others also have good intentions."
Liu Xiaojing smiled: "I'm kidding you. I will become an official's wife with you. The city government doesn't have this yet. I know whose money can be collected and whose money cannot be collected. I know it in my heart."
Zhou Wen knew something bad was going to happen as soon as he heard this, and quickly asked: "You didn't accept Hong Hui's money, did you?"
"Husband, you are so smart. Sister Wang gave me a card. I went to the bank teller machine and checked, and it was fifty thousand yuan! Sister Wang usually lives a very frugal life. I didn't expect to be so generous, but she spent the money well worth it.
, after all, he is the head of the bureau."
"Whoever asked you to collect it, return it to me quickly. Liu Xiaojing, remember, no matter whose money it is, you are not allowed to collect a penny! This is an iron principle. It is a high-voltage line and must not be touched." Zhou Wen almost said
roared these words.
Liu Xiaojing was obviously frightened and didn't dare to speak for a long time. Zhou Wen also felt that he was a little too excited, so he changed his tone and said: "Hong Hui and his wife don't have high salaries. It's not easy to save 50,000 yuan. With this money, we can
I can't accept it, and besides, I expect him to do a good job for me when he becomes the director, so it's outrageous to accept other people's money."
"I'm going to call Sister Wang and ask Sister Wang to take the money back." Liu Xiaojing whispered and hung up the phone. Zhou Wen could imagine that his wife would cry, but he had no choice but to deal with such a wife who didn't know how to measure.
Only strict requirements will do.
Zhou Wen is not that kind of stupid fool. After working at the grassroots level for so long, he doesn't understand anything. Officials who are upright and have clean sleeves only exist in novels. A style that is incompatible with the officialdom will only make people stay away, let alone develop.
After working, it was difficult to even make friends. According to his relationship with Hong Hui, this small favor was nothing, but his wife must not collect this money. Once this gap is opened, it will be a big trouble in the future.
This is also Zhou Wen’s experience from studying countless cases of officials being dismissed.