Chapter 2912

Depending on her father and airborne, she will never realize the joy of this hard won achievement.

She packed up her office supplies, carried a small box, and went to the Secretary's office of the foreign affairs department, where Feng Yu and Wu Rong were already sitting.

Two people are skin smile flesh do not smile, slightly welcome her.

Thinking of self-confidence and a smile: "I hope you will live together peacefully in the future."

Feng Yu bit his teeth and worried about climbing too fast. She hated this kind of airborne soldier most.

Feng Yu is deceiving himself and deceiving others. He can only see the background of others, but not the ability of others.

What's more, isn't Feng Yu based on her background? It's just that I don't have a strong background.

I'm willing to gamble and admit defeat.

Care to clean up a little, it is already 5:30, to the off-duty time, the mobile phone rings, she picked up a look.

According to the news from my uncle, he has been waiting for her outside the foreign ministry.

She was like a light bird, smiling at the corners of her mouth, and running out with light steps.

Feng Yu snorted in a strange way: "we're not seven o'clock, which has the reason to leave work, she's good, to get off work."

Wu Rong, while sorting out the materials, said: "the same person has different lives. We should be careful in the future. After all, now the director of the CPC attaches great importance to her, and she is supported by someone. If we really offend her, we will not be able to get along in the Ministry of foreign affairs."

Feng Yu bit his lower lip and did not speak.

Miss all the way in a hurry, all the way into the elevator, down to the first floor, and then took the work card while rushed out of the building.

The afterglow of dusk spreads all over the earth. In the evening of early winter, the sun sets, and the whole city is stunned.

Thinking out of the courtyard, I saw a man wearing an iron gray coat next to the Volvo body.

He didn't wear a military uniform. After all, his military uniform was too eye-catching. At the moment, he was wearing an iron gray overcoat with one hand in his trouser pocket. He stood upright and looked at the door of the Ministry of foreign affairs.

As soon as he saw her come out, he pulled up the corner of his mouth and gave a light smile.

Miss rushed to him, directly into his arms.

"I've been promoted, and I've been promoted to third class secretary again."

Shen Zhaozheng fondly touched her head: "to Jincheng meritorious?"

"Yes," he said

Shen Zhaozheng took her to the car and told him how she helped the director through the embarrassing crisis in Jincheng and won his favor.

Shen Zhaozheng happily touched her face: "my home recitation is wonderful."

"Now, Feng Yu, the former Secretary of the foreign affairs department, hates me. After all, I have replaced her."

"Be careful in the future."

Thinking of the jaw head: "don't worry, I'm also a big storm over the people, she can't do me how."

Xie Muye, the Ministry of homeland security, finished the day's visit and was interviewed by a female reporter sent by the TV station. It was already eight o'clock.

As soon as the interview was over, his secretary rushed up to him and handed him a glass of water and two capsules: "Sir, why don't you go to the hospital first?"

In the morning, he had a fever. This day, he didn't even have the time to breathe. He was afraid that his condition was getting worse.

"It's OK. Just take two pills."

As soon as she was about to leave, the female reporter threw the microphone to her assistant and rushed to catch up.