Rebirth as an official

Within a few minutes, Peng Zheng walked in at a very suitable time.

He whispered a few words into Wang Guoyong's ear, and Wang Guoyong stood up and said to Song Xiaoping: "Reporter Song, Secretary Chen has returned from the countryside. When I heard that you were here, I asked you to come over and have a chat."

"Okay, Director Wang, please lead the way."

Song Xiaoping left with Wang Guoyong, and Yao Wei also found an excuse to leave. He, a member of the Standing Committee of the County Party Committee, would not accompany two young reporters.

At this time, only Wang Jiabin and two staff members were left in the VIP room to accompany Zhai Bei and Zhou Xing.

Wang Jiabin was frustrated in front of Song Xiaoping just now. He felt that maybe he was not high enough, so he ignored him. The two young reporters in front of him should be able to have a relationship.

About half an hour later, Chen Xingsheng returned to the reception room, but found that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Zhou Xing held it in while Zhai Bei looked seriously at the information given by the Yangdong Propaganda Department. Except for a few staff members, Yao Wei and Wang Jiabin were no longer in the room.

The accompanying Wang Guoyong also felt that something was wrong, so he still smiled and said: "Reporter Song, it's almost noon. I'll send you to the hotel to rest first, and we will start the interview in the afternoon."

"Okay, let Director Wang arrange it." Song Xiaoping nodded in agreement.

The accommodation arranged for him to rest was naturally the best Yunding Hotel in Yangdong. When he got to the room, Song Xiaoping asked him what happened after he left.

Zhou Xing suppressed a smile and told what happened.

"Brother Song, you don't know, Xiao Zhai is really good at attacking people."

"That Wang Jiabin greeted Xiao Zhai and said he was very happy to see her. Xiao Zhai said how happy you are, and that Wang Jiabin said he is very happy. What do you think Xiao Zhai said."

Song Xiaoping asked curiously: "How did you say that?"

"Xiao Zhai said you were happy too early. Haha, I laughed so hard." Zhou Xing held his belly and laughed for a long time.

The corners of Song Xiaoping's mouth twitched, trying not to laugh out loud, muttering silently in his heart, "This girl is very vindictive."

Everything went smoothly in the afternoon interview, and nothing unusual happened. However, when Wang Jiabin saw Zhai Bei, his face looked a little unnatural. Zhai Bei was just like a normal person, doing auxiliary work.

In the evening, Chen Xingsheng, secretary of the county party committee, personally attended to entertain Song Xiaoping and his party, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious.

At around seven o'clock, Zhai Bei saw that the wine party was not over yet, so he found an excuse to leave and returned to the hotel.

Not long after Zhai Bei returned to the room, there was a knock on the door.

As soon as Zhai Bei opened the door, he was picked up by Li An and rushed into the room.

Li An hooked his right foot and closed the door directly. Zhai Bei, who was held in his arms, looked shy.

"Wait, I'll take a shower first."

A breakup is better than a wedding. After a long period of passion, the two hug each other and rest together.

Li An looked at his sweetheart in his arms with great satisfaction. Zhai Bei's forehead was now covered with fine beads of sweat, and the ruddy face had not completely faded away, leaving a faint pink color.

After resting for a while, Zhai Bei got up and went to the bathroom to rinse off, while Li An lit one and enjoyed the pleasure brought by nicotine.

About ten minutes later, Zhai Bei walked out in a bathrobe. Although she was tightly wrapped, Li An was still dazzled by what he saw.

"Idiot, you didn't see enough just now." Zhai Bei rolled his eyes.

"Hey, my Beibei is so beautiful, I can't get enough of it." Li An chuckled.

"Glib tongue." Zhai Bei walked up to Li An, leaned down and kissed her sweetly again.

The lips parted, making Li An suddenly feel a little lost. He wanted to keep the beauty of this moment forever, and said involuntarily: "Beibei, let's get married."

Zhai Bei's heart trembled when she heard this. She didn't expect Li An to say this suddenly, but she woke up after just a moment of confusion. She picked up the towel she had just wiped her hair with and threw it on Li An's face.

"Humph, how can you propose in a hotel, you slick guy? There are flowers, candlelight dinner, and engagement ring. You want to propose without anything." Zhai Bei said angrily.

Li An took off the towel from his face and thought with a slight regret on his face, "Oh, I almost succeeded just now."

Regardless of whether it was in the previous life or this life, although Ang Lee looks pretty, he is actually not a romantic person at heart, or has some straight male characteristics.

He knows that when others talk about it, he can't do anything. Creating romance is more complicated than politics in Ang Li's mind. Thinking about it makes his head hurt.

Zhai Beibei saw that Li An was suddenly distracted and didn't know what he was thinking. He thought that his words were too harsh, so he lay next to Li An again and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Ann, proposing is a lifelong event for a woman, and I don't want it to end so hastily. I know this is all a formality, but I'm just a little woman, and I just want this once, okay?"

Li An nodded and said: "Well, I know, I just felt it. I will give you the most romantic proposal ceremony."

After Li An finished speaking, he hugged Zhai Bei in his arms and touched his sweetheart's delicate shoulders with his palms, feeling as smooth as silk.

At this time, countless memory fragments were flashing through his mind.

At this time in the previous life, I had completely lost contact with Zhai Bei.

I was completely immersed in the world of online games. Except for working numbly in the township government, I was almost isolated from the world.

By the time I saw Zhai Bei again, we were already separated forever, and I could only see a black and white photo.

Li An sighed for a while, kissed his sweetheart on the cheek again, and said, "How have you been at the newspaper office?"

When it came to this topic, Zhai Bei immediately started talking and started talking eloquently.

"An, when I first came to the newspaper, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to do this job, but later I found out. Being a reporter is also very simple, just run more, ask more questions and write more. This time I took the initiative to apply, and... ..”

On a beautiful night, Li An hugged Zhai Bei and chatted for a long, long time.

The next day, there is one more day of interviews according to the schedule, and then we will return to the provincial capital in the afternoon.

Song Xiaoping specially gave Zhai Bei a break at noon and asked him to return to the hotel before four in the afternoon.

Facing such an enlightened leader, Zhai Bei was naturally very happy. Li An also directly asked for leave to accompany Zhai Bei around the county town.

Since Zhai Bei became a reporter, they have spent less time together, and they have never spoken since the last separation.

Yangdong County is not a big city and there are no prosperous streets. Li An thought for a long time and then took Zhai Bei for a walk on Jiefang Road.

Along the way, the most shops on the street are clothes, snacks and mahjong parlors.

However, Li An's heart would tremble whenever he saw a rocking car placed in front of a store, for fear that his sweetheart would go crazy and have to sit on it again.

When passing by a Hailan House, Zhai Bei dragged Li An in.

"This is a men's clothing store, what are you doing in there?" Li An asked in confusion.

"Idiot, of course I'm buying you clothes." Zhai Bei rolled his eyes at Li An, but he couldn't tell.

"Um~ The clothes here are suitable for uncles in their 30s, but they don't suit me. The stores in the provincial capital are much better than here." Li An said.

Li An said this in a loud voice, which made the two waiters who had just prepared to greet them a little depressed.

"This young man is causing trouble."