Life Reset: I’m the Master in the Officialdom

Others may not know this middle-aged man, but she is very familiar with him. There are many photos of this middle-aged man in her home.

This person is his father’s immediate superior, Director Xu!

It turned out that when the few of them were having dinner, Jian Mingyue's mother Gao Chunyan called Jian Mingyue. When she learned that Jian Mingyue was still having fun outside so late, she felt a little worried.

A phone call was made to Xu Jiangong, with the original intention of asking Xu Jiangong to send someone to take a look. Xu Jiangong happened to be nearby, so he simply rushed over himself.

Xu Jiangong was also a member of the Jian family, a retired military officer. His rise from a retired officer to the position of department director was naturally inseparable from the support of the Jian family.

He also has the obligation to take care of and care for this "eldest niece" of the Jian family.

Jian Mingyue saw Xu Jiangong get out of the car and quickly ran over: "Uncle Xu, why are you here? It must be my mom who asked you to come!"

Xu Jiangong smiled and said, "You little girl, it's so late and you haven't returned yet. Your mother is so worried that she asked me to send someone to check on you. I happened to be nearby, so I came over. What if a little girl like you gets into danger outside so late at night? How am I going to explain to your grandfather if anything happens? The old commander will have me shot!"

"Hehe, I still have Wentao with me, so nothing will happen. Uncle Xu, let's go back now!" Jian Mingyue said.

Sun Zheng and Zhuang Yan behind were both stunned. They didn't expect Xu Jiangong to be so familiar with Jian Mingyue.

And listening to their conversation, there was also a senior leader? What level was the person Xu Jiangong called a senior leader?

They dare not imagine it!

Zhuang Yan and Sun Zheng both felt like they were going crazy!

This is even more so for Sun Zheng. How could Wentao, a poor boy, find such a rich lady as his girlfriend!

Why!

Sun Zheng felt very jealous!

Jian Mingyue and Wentao got into Xu Jiangong's car. Since they had both been drinking, they chose not to drive, while Meng Xiangteng had to go back to work.

But Zhuang Yan and Sun Zheng were both disheveled in the cold wind...

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Half a month passed quickly, the opinion collection period and the public announcement period were over, and Shi Hongwen had to report to the Quancheng Municipal Government. Wen Tao was finally able to get started after following Shi Hongwen for some time.

On the day Shi Hongwen took office, Zhao Qingliang personally sent Shi Hongwen to the Quancheng Municipal Government. Shi Hongwen had been with him for several years, and it was obvious that Minister Qingliang was still reluctant to let him go.

The good thing is that it's not far away. When Zhao Qingliang and Wentao were leaving, Shi Hongwen stopped Wentao and whispered to him, "Wentao, the ministerial post is now in your hands!"

"Don't worry, Brother Shi! I will report to you at any time!" Wen Tao said.

In fact, he also had a lot of reluctance in his heart. Shi Hongwen could be regarded as his guide in this life. If there was no Shi Hongwen, there would be no Wentao today.

And from now on, Shi Hongwen will not have that much time to help him, so he will have to work hard to handle the secretarial work on his own!

Jingle Bell...

The phone on the desk rang...

Jingle Bell...

Jingle Bell...

Wentao received more than a dozen calls in the morning, which made him a little flustered.

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Another week passed, and Wentao gradually became familiar with the job from his initial confusion.

His job is just to record, convey and ask for instructions.

There is no need to make any decisions. As long as he has good expression and communication skills, Wentao can do this job with ease.

Although he has distanced himself from a lot of work, the intensity and time of the entire work still make Wentao feel that he is about to take off recently.

I get up at six in the morning and get off work at eight or nine in the evening. It's like this every day, just like a war. Even "Miss Jane" has been neglected recently.