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Chapter 28 The Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee gave a face-to-face meeting

Zhang Ke remembered one thing: "Mom, I will often talk to Zhitong on the phone in the future. I live in school and there is no phone in the dormitory. What should I do?"

During the days when Zhang Ke was at home, he had to talk to Zhitong on the phone every night. Liang Gezhen was surprised that when Xiao Ke was in junior high school, a child who was silent could talk to the phone for half an hour. Xiao Zhitong on the opposite side could not respond at all. The aphasia had not improved yet. Every time, Zhitong's grandmother, Zhou Shuhui or mother Xie Wanqing helped Zhitong hang up the phone.

"Can't you go home every day?" Zhang Zhixing asked.

"Every morning, I arrive at the station and take the bus to No. 1 Middle School, and it takes an hour and a half to go back and forth. With the time to wait for the bus, how can I waste so much time?"

"I went with you to sign up yesterday, and I didn't waste much time." Zhang Zhixing was a little confused.

"Walking in a small car, the road is not congested. And you also want to be a secretary or a director on the bus yesterday. How can you feel the length of time?" Zhang Ke said firmly, "Why do you want to take the bus from home and try it?"

If I had to go home on time every day in high school every three years, my life would have been ruined.

"It's really going to be so long?" Zhang Zhixing asked his wife skeptically, "Do you know how long do you need?"

"Xiao Ke is in high school and he will fight every second, otherwise I will not be willing to let him stay away from home," said Liang Gezhen. "It's just that there is no phone in the dormitory, which is also a problem."

Zhang Zhixing frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I have a teacher I know at No. 1 Middle School. I asked Xiaoke to board her home and let her look at Xiaoke. I can also ask someone to tutor her homework."

Zhang Ke looked up at his father: "You mean you met Teacher Li Zhifang when you accompanied me to No. 1 Middle School yesterday. She is very enthusiastic to you, she is quite beautiful, and she seems to be quite young?"

For his own benefit, Zhang Ke didn't care about sowing the relationship between his parents.

Liang Gezhen stared at her husband's face suspiciously and said flatly: "No, even if you rent a small set for Xiaoke near the school, I will cook for Xiaoke every day."

Zhang Ke was secretly excited and said hurriedly: "You can eat three meals in the school cafeteria. I just need to take the clothes back to wash them every week, or you can come to help me clean every week."

Zhang Zhixing was powerless to do anything about this, so he stopped fighting for it. He just glared at Xiaoke: In order to let go of wild horses, this kid kept talking nonsense, so he was so good?

Seeing that his father's expression was a little wrong, Zhang Ke hurriedly said, "I'll call Zhitong now. Do you want to tell Aunt Zhou and say you'll send me over tomorrow? If you don't say anything, I'm afraid I won't see Uncle Xu tomorrow."

Zhang Zhixing was both angry and funny, and said to his wife: "Look at your good son, I know how to threaten him!" He did not stop Zhang Ke from calling.

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The next day, I happened to have a car in the city to go to the provincial capital. It was almost noon and I directly asked the car to take it to Xinmeiyuan. Xu Xueping rushed home for lunch.

Xu Xueping loved Zhang Zhixing and thought that Zhang Ke was so outstanding at such a young age, and his father's level must be good.

Zhang Zhixing is one of the earliest economics graduate students in China. He has taught at Haizhou Normal University for many years. He has a solid theoretical foundation and careful response. His conversation will naturally satisfy Xu Xueping.

After lunch and returning to the living room, Xu Xueping stopped going around and asked Zhang Zhixing what plans he had in his career.

Zhang Zhixing had a clear mind at this moment and said, "Before coming, Secretary Zhou Fuming and Mayor Tang Xueqian had talked to me, and mentioned that this adjustment in the city would create some vacancies and hoped to add some burden to me. They thought that in the city, I could still be competent for the secretary-general of the municipal government. Of course, the adjustments below were relatively large and there was a shortage of staff. I thought that the secretary-general of the municipal government had a wide range of contacts, a high angle and a wide vision, which helped me to train my own abilities. So I borrowed the opportunity to send Xiao Ke to the provincial capital and asked Secretary Xu for your advice in person..."

Xu Xueping did not hide it: "Your idea is right, and you should look at the scenery for a long time. The position of the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government is complicated, just like the butler of the Municipal Government. When I was young, I also served as the Secretary-General. I knew the hard work. Many people would rather choose to be the top leader of the Bureau, but I didn't expect that the position of the Secretary-General and the perspective of looking at the problem is incomparable to the top leader of the Bureau. Of course, even if you take the position of the Secretary-General, don't you take everything yourself. Don't you have two deputy secretary-generals under your command to help with the work? You should have a broader space..."

Zhang Zhixing was so happy that he could not help himself when he heard Xu Xueping say this, but he still had to control his emotions to not let his emotions flow out. After all, Xu Xueping had not yet relieved from the grief of losing his son.

Xu Xueping suggested that he be the secretary-general of the municipal government, but his work should not be limited to the municipal government, that is, he should jump out of the role of the butler. Of course, even if he wants to jump out, it is impossible for everyone to have a third-party position. Who would give up the power in his hands to play and exercise him? But if the words say it from Xu Xueping, the meaning is completely different.

Of course, the work has to be done step by step.

Xu Xueping was going back to the provincial party committee to attend a meeting in the afternoon. Without chatting much, he took a while and then left by car. Zhang Zhixing had to wait for the city's car to finish the business and come here to pick him up. He continued to stay in the living room to chat. Zhang Ke asked about Xie Wanqing's company.

"Xie Zhan is busy with loans, it should be almost done. These days, I asked Sister Cai to go down to find out the situation. He was happy that Sister Cai was not at the headquarters, so I stayed at home to accompany Zhitong..." Xie Wanqing looked at Zhitong with pity, "I haven't had many nightmares recently, and I still refuse to speak."

As soon as Zhang Ke entered the door, the corner of his clothes was still habitually pulled in his hand by Zhitong and did not let go. He looked up at Xie Wanqing. His face was much rosy. He had not been addicted to the grief of losing his husband. He had no makeup on his face, and his skin was naturally fair. He sat there, his waist was straight and his chest was tall and graceful. From the perspective of an adult, Xie Wanqing, who was only thirty years old, was at the age of a woman with charming charm.

Zhang Zhixing was very surprised when he heard Zhang Ke talk about some company affairs with Xie Wanqing. However, this summer, he had gradually adapted to Zhang Ke to discuss various issues in a mature tone and tone. He had only a little understanding of Haiyu Company and couldn't get into it. In the afternoon, the city car came to pick him up. He gave all the money he had on his body and returned to Haizhou.
Chapter completed!
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