Adjustment to the second line

Author: I love to eat pig's trotters

Adjustment to the second line

Zhou Bingkun was a little speechless when he heard this. Why is this a bit similar to the original work? Fortunately, relatives and friends all know that Zheng Jia was brought by Yang Pandi, not Guangming's biological son.

But I always feel a little awkward, so I asked Zheng Juaner,

"What do you think?"

Zheng Juan'er was a little confused when she heard this.

"I don't know, should I support or object?"

"Then just ignore it. Let's see if they develop on their own. If they can achieve success, they will not be able to lose their worries!"

That day, Li Zhaokun made an appointment with Zhou Bingkun to go fishing. Seeing Li Zhaokun showing a look of distress, Zhou Bingkun said:

"Tell me, if you have something to do, you ask me over and don't say anything!"

"Bingkun... The mayor of Jichun City is about to be transferred, I want to fight for your brother!"

When Zhou Bingkun heard this, he was very happy. This was a few years earlier than the original work.

"Isn't this a good thing? Why, it depends on how you look at it?"

Li Zhaokun replied a little embarrassedly:

"Well, you also know that the province has the right to suggest, but at the meeting someone suggested that you two brothers are in the same province and are still in the key departments, which is a bit..."

Zhou Bingkun understood what Li Zhaokun meant. He had known that this day would be unremarkable when the level was low. Now there are indeed obstacles. The key is still in the same province. However, he was not very interested in the career path and said with a smile:

"Hey, I think it's something, it's just this matter. I've said a long time ago that you'll help me to transfer it to the second line. You've been reluctant to help you. Now, you can find a way to do it quickly.

I'll adjust it!"

After Zhou Bingkun said this, Li Zhaokun felt a little guilty, but he really admired Zhou Bingyi's attitude of doing practical things. Zhou Bingyi's service to the people is his belief. Relatively speaking, work is indeed just a job for Zhou Bingkun.

"Bingkun, I don't mean that. I have to let you retreat so early. What I mean is that you might as well transfer you to Beijing first? It will develop better in Beijing! And it is not that conspicuous."

Zhou Bingkun shook his head and said with a smile:

"I understand what you mean. The key is that I am really not interested in the career path. Besides, our factory is quite big now, and it will not be good after a long time. If you really feel embarrassed, you can find me in the people's organization.

I can rest in this place too!”

The people's organizations in Jiangliao Province are mainly trade unions, women's federations, Communist Youth League, Federation of Industry and Commerce, Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Federation of Overseas Chinese, Writers Association, Association of Science and Law Society.

If you want to say that Zhou Bingkun likes the most, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles is the key to his senior brother Wu Shixun is still doing well now.

After hearing what Zhou Bingkun said, Li Zhaokun disagreed.

"No, you are the director of the public security department at the level of the official department. How can you go to the people's organization? That is, you are just demoted and you have not made any mistakes. Besides, if you really go, I will be shameless. If you really don't want to go

Beijing, then go to the CPPCC. Anyway, you know there are not much things happening in the CPPCC now!"

Indeed, at this time, the CPPCC was also a second-tier unit, and was generally a cadre who was about to retire. If you did a good job in office, you would usually be promoted to the CPPCC and get some treatment for you.

Afterwards, not long after, Zhou Bingkun's relationship was transferred to the Jiangliao Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. Although the level was one level higher, his colleagues and friends were not very understanding. Later, after Zhou Bingyi was transferred to Mayor of Jichun City, he understood what was going on.

Zhou Bingkun was very happy. In addition to meetings and normal work, he had a lot of time.

Zheng Juan'er was also very happy. She didn't care how high her husband was. She was happy if her husband was happy. Moreover, Zhou Bingkun spent more time with his family after changing jobs.

Jin Yueji cares about this very much and often tells Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei that she should be grateful to her younger brother.

At the end of the year, Zhou Bingkun went to Beijing to see the teacher. Although his teacher is old, it may have something to do with his mentality. He looks quite tough. Although he can no longer hold up the brush, his mind is still very clear. Look

After arriving at Zhou Bingkun, I was very happy and could also comment on the paintings brought by Zhou Bingkun.

Before leaving, Professor Wu gave Zhou Bingkun several paintings, all of which were painted by him in recent years. Zhou Bingkun refused repeatedly.

"Teacher, let's leave these for the senior brothers (referring to the teacher's two sons)!"

Professor Wu shook his head, speaking a little hard, but his tone was very firm.

"They are not good at it, and it's useless to hold them. Besides, I left other things for them. These are what I left for you specifically!"

Zhou Bingkun's eyes were slightly red. In fact, he had been following Professor Wu for only a few years, but Professor Wu was very kind to him and regarded him more seriously than others. Even in Jichun, the teacher often wrote letters and reminded him all the time.

When we went back, it happened to be the winter vacation. Zhou Bingkun came back with three children. Zheng Jia was a little embarrassed on the way. Maybe she also knew that Zhou Bingkun and his wife knew about her relationship with Zhou Qiang.

Feng Yue said in Zheng Jia's ear with no concern:

"What are you afraid of? It's useless. You have no blood relationship with Qiangqiang anyway!"

However, Feng Yue's muttering sound was a little loud. Zhou Bingkun also heard it and shook his head helplessly. This girl's temper is really not very good.

"Yueyue, you girl, haven't you talked about in college? Are we so beautiful and no one chasing you?"

When Feng Yue heard this, she was not shy at all and said proudly:

"Why aren't there? There are so many people chasing me? Unfortunately, I don't even look down on me. I see they are all little kids. I don't like it. I like the kind that is not only knowledgeable, but also connotation!"

Zhou Qiang nodded repeatedly,

"There are so many people chasing my sister. Last time my sister went to my school to see me, several of my classmates were fascinated by her, and they all looked like me inquiring!"

Zhou Qiang said this and Feng Yue was even more proud, and Zheng Jia also covered her mouth and giggled.

Zhou Qiang suddenly thought of something to ask Feng Yue,

"Sister, why don't you go to your aunt's place when you go home this time?"

When Feng Yue heard this, her face suddenly fell down. She annoyed Zhou Rong the most.

"Of course I won't go. Why am I going there? They are just my nominal parents. They only have themselves in their hearts, and they don't really care about me!" Then they pretended to be careful and asked Zhou Bingkun pitifully: "Uncle,

You won’t not take me in! If you don’t take me in, I will be a homeless child!”

Zhou Bingkun didn't care much about these things. Besides, he didn't like Zhou Rong and his wife very much. However, seeing Feng Yue's appearance was like teasing her, she smiled and shook her head and said:

"I can't make the decision, I don't care!"

Feng Yue didn't expect her uncle to say this. In her heart, her uncle has always been her strong backing. She didn't expect him to say this. However, when she saw her uncle holding back her smile, she also reacted.

"Uncle, you are too much, I trust you so much!"

Zhou Qiang is as kind as Zheng Juaner, and thinks it is a bit bad for Zhou Bingkun to indulge Feng Yue like this. After all, Feng Yue is also the biological daughter of his aunt, so he said:

"Dad, I think I'd better let my sister stay at my aunt's place for two days. Anyway, there will be a long winter vacation!"

Feng Yue angrily looked at Zhou Qiang,

"Zhou Qiang, I'll tell you, don't be too far, there's no distinction between right and wrong. Don't you know which end you are close to?"

Although Zhou Qiang was close to Feng Yue in his heart, he knew that if Feng Yue was not his aunt's daughter, they would not have been a family. He had to defend himself.

"but……"

It was still Zhou Bingkun who didn’t want to discuss this topic anymore. He thought about it again and didn’t let Zhou Rong make trouble during the New Year, so he said

"Okay, okay, so, Yueyue, you'll go to your mother for a day or two and don't let your mother make trouble in front of your grandparents during the New Year! Your grandparents are old, but they can't stand it.

Live, so is your mother. She is so old and she is not sensible at all! If we are not the same as her, just treat it as grievances for grandpa and the others for a few days!"
Chapter completed!