Excellent beauty's personal security guard

When Zhao Jianhui arrived at the office, Ren Zhiyuan quickly followed him in for tea, and then began to report who came to Zhao Jianhui to report on his work, and what meetings were arranged. Zhao Jianhui didn't say anything about some formal things. Although Ren Zhiyuan, the new secretary, was not very skilled in handling things, he didn't make any big mistakes.

Just then, Wu Chengyun's voice rang out: "Comrade Xiao Ren, zhao shu. Do you remember?"

Hearing his words, Zhao Jianhui stood up inside and said, "is it Lao Wu? Come in, but I can only give you ten minutes. I have something to go out right away... "He said to Ren Zhiyuan as he said," inform ding ding to prepare the car and let's go to the military region later. "

Ren Zhiyuan nodded and poured Wu Chengyun a cup of tea before he withdrew. Wu Chengyun is here to repay his work. Seeing that the double generation meeting is about to be held, everything in the province's publicity work should serve this major theme. Wu Chengyun is the newly appointed propaganda minister. In the face of such a political event, he naturally wants to create some of his own characteristics.

In the past few days, he has been convening a meeting of the heads of the Propaganda Department, television stations and major newspapers to put forward some ideas. However, in addition to the response of the heads of the propaganda department and some party newspapers, those newspapers and magazines with serious private capital do not buy his face as the propaganda minister.

Although Zhao Jianhui did not ask about these things, he still knows what happened. Looking at him sitting in front of him, he frowned without saying anything. He couldn't help laughing and said, "isn't it easy these days?"

Wu Chengyun is brewing words and sentences, thinking about how to talk about this issue to Zhao Jianhui. I didn't want Zhao Jianhui to hit the nail on the head and broke his own difficulties. I couldn't help laughing and said, "I can't hide anything from you. I've heard that some newspapers in the south are more radical, but I still didn't expect that they are also very xenophobic, which is a little inconsistent with their always advertised purpose... I'm going to rectify it. It's inevitable to be scolded. I was prepared before I came to southern Guangdong..."

Zhao Jianhui smiled and nodded: "I know what kind of person you are. You should come up with a specific plan for this matter. I'll give you a pulse."

Wu Chengyun smiled and picked up the teacup to drink tea. Then he put down his tea cup, stood up and said, "as long as you agree with my idea, I'll do the rest myself."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing: "ha ha, what are you doing? Just a few days, like leaving my leadership? Does your propaganda department have anything to do with my book? "

If people who don't know listen to the dialogue between the two people, they will certainly think that Wu Chengyun is arrogant. Zhao Jianhui sees it in his eyes, and the tone of criticism in Zhao Jianhui's words is also quite severe.

In fact, it is not as simple as it seems.

Rectifying the southern news media will certainly offend many people. In addition, these newspapers and magazines are the mouthpiece of public opinion. They can call deer a horse and say that the white is black. If these media write you a few articles, they can not only win you up to the sky, but also belittle you into hell. Their writing is refined and their words are turbulent, which can incite people's feelings. True or false, where can ordinary citizens know the truth?

Therefore, in this matter, Wu Chengyun came to report to Zhao Jianhui to adhere to the organizational concept, but he didn't want Zhao Jianhui to lie in muddy water. But what Zhao Jianhui said is also very practical. As long as I approve your action, no matter who takes the lead in this matter, it is inseparable from me, the leader of southern Guangdong.

Seeing that Wu Chengyun lowered his head and stopped talking, Zhao Jianhui smiled and patted him on the shoulder. He said in a deep voice, "move later. The plan is precise. There's nothing to be afraid of. What should I do? You dare to let go... "

Seeing Wu Chengyun off, Zhao Jianhui took his bag and walked out quickly. Ren Zhiyuan also stood up quickly. Although I have heard of Zhao Shu for a long time. I remember that generally I don't bring staff, Ren Zhiyuan still made preparations without his instructions.

But who knows, Zhao Jianhui didn't say anything. He just handed the small bag under his armpit to Ren Zhiyuan, who stretched out his hand to pick it up, and asked in a low voice, "have you finished informing Ding Ding?"

"I've been informed, and I've verified one side. Brother Ding is waiting below." Ren Zhiyuan also respects Ding Ding in Zhao Jianhui's mouth. Generally speaking, the secretary is also the leader of the driver. Ren Zhiyuan can command the driver. But for Zhao Jianhui's driver, Ren Zhiyuan heard a lot from Li Qi's ears. Usually when he worked in the first Secretariat, he also observed the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes very carefully. He knew that Tintin was not an ordinary person.

No matter now or in the future, I'm afraid I can't compare with his position in Zhao Shu. Ji's mind.

When Zhao Jianhui went to the military region this time, he was willing to take Ren Zhiyuan with him, probably out of the psychology of secretly observing him. How can Zhao Jianhui not feel his temperament when he can follow the people around him?

After getting off the elevator and leaving the hall of the office building, the No. 1 car of the provincial Party committee was polished and stopped under the glass building in front of the door. Ding Ding stood at the door of the car smoking. He saw Zhao Jianhui and Ren Zhiyuan coming out of the door, threw cigarette butts, got into the cab and started the car.

Ren Zhiyuan took two steps and opened the door for Zhao Jianhui.

The driver is really different. Shouldn't he turn around and open the door for the leader at this time? But Ding Ding didn't do that, and zhao shu Ji didn't seem to be unhappy at all. This makes Ren Zhiyuan's mind more solid. It seems that if he wants to be qualified for the job of secretary, he needs to have a good relationship with driver Ding first.

After the car left the courtyard, Zhao Jianhui asked, "Ding Ding, how did you deal with that matter?" Looking from the side, Ren Zhiyuan can see that Tintin's face turns red.

What will the leader ask him again? Why does it sound stupid? Ren Zhiyuan sat on the copilot with a calm face, but he couldn't stop thinking about the content of the dialogue between Zhao Jianhui and Ding Ding.

Who knows, Tintin unexpectedly gave him another accident. Instead of answering the leader's questions, he said very irrationally: "old... Leader, you will know at that time. Can you not say this first?"

Cow, are there any drivers who dare to answer the leader's questions like this? With such a driver around, I don't know what Secretary Zhao thinks?

Put it on other leaders. I'm afraid the driver will get off soon. However, Zhao Jianhui just nodded and didn't lose his temper. Instead, he told him, "don't say it, but deal with it."

When the car arrived at the gate of the south Guangdong military region, the soldiers on guard not only did not ask the car to stop for inspection, but directly saluted and released it. I remember that I once followed a provincial leader to work. The soldiers on guard were not so easy to talk. In general, not to mention cars with local license plates, even cars with military license plates need to be stopped for inspection in addition to those special car numbers.

In front of the military region office building, the treatment Zhao Jianhui received once again gave Ren Zhiyuan an accident.

In front of the entrance hall of the military region office building, the stars have gathered. From Xiao Changrong, commander of the southern Guangdong military region, all those who can come have come. The Yellow epaulets shine a large area in the sun. This scene also made Ren Zhiyuan secretly make up his mind. Secretary Zhao, the Secretary, must do a good job, follow the down-to-earth work situation around him, and strive to become a trusted person around zhao shu as soon as possible.

Ding Ding and Ren Zhiyuan don't know what Zhao Jianhui came to talk with Commander Xiao. Zhao Jianhui went down to the conference room surrounded by a group of generals. Ding Ding and Ren Zhiyuan were led to the lounge for tea. It took nearly an hour to be notified that the meeting was over.

When they came out of the lounge, they saw Zhao Jianhui coming out again surrounded by Xiao Changrong and others. Declined Xiao Changrong's request to stay for dinner. Three people got on the car. Zhao Jianhui got on the car, but asked ding ding to drive to Yurun Xinghui hotel. Looking at his serious face, Ren Zhiyuan didn't know whether the atmosphere of the meeting was heavy or zhao shu. He didn't dare to ask what was on his mind.

After the car arrived at the basement of the hotel, Zhao Jianhui got off and walked forward for a few steps, then turned back and said to Ding Ding, "take Zhiyuan and have something to eat." Then he kept walking towards the special elevator. Just a few steps away, in front of a parking space and in front of a blue BMW, a dialogue between men and women attracted Zhao Jianhui's attention.

The woman was twenty-six or seven years old and looked very elegant and beautiful in a white dress. The man had a split head, wore a light brown suit and tie, and his shoes were bright. He looked like a successful person.

It seemed that the woman wanted to leave, but the man stopped her from leaving. The woman was talking loudly to him, "I'm sorry, I don't have time..."

The man stopped in front of the woman and whispered, "Han Han, I fell in love with you at the first sight. For you, I can't eat or sleep all day. When I close my eyes, I can't live without you. Just give me a chance... "

Sweat! Can you still say such disgusting and old-fashioned lines now?