Chapter 768

Zhang Yi is inseparable from Qi Guangzong.

When she went to school, the Qi family subsidized her as a daughter. In addition, she worked hard and was admitted to a school related to national defense.

In fact, what Zhang Yi most yearns for is to be a small white-collar worker after graduation. In order not to increase the burden on the Qi family who funded her to go to school, she chose a very professional university.

After graduating from University, she went to serve in an army for two years (an internship). Later, she was transferred to a military research institute, where she met her husband and got married.

If the husband is not disabled in the experiment together, Zhang Yi and his wife will certainly stay in the military industry and will not change jobs in their life, so they will not be taken care of and transferred to the government department.

Zhang Yi's vigorous and resolute style developed in the military was appreciated by the leaders, gradually promoted, and finally climbed to the throne of the second leader of southern Sichuan county.

At the age of 34, Zhang Yi has become a department level cadre with real power. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Yi is absolutely proud of his life. As long as he works in a down-to-earth manner for two years, a high promotion is just around the corner.

People are optimistic that Zhang Yi can be promoted. In addition to her good working ability, there is one thing that can not be ignored; Due to some regulations on equality between men and women, there must be at least one female member in the official leadership.

Zhang Yi, a female official who can be promoted by virtue of her work ability without relying on her beauty, is really rare in officialdom. She has long been included in the list of senior cadres to be selected. After she is polished for another two years, she will make a qualitative leap.

But in Zhang Yi's most important two years, her benefactor Qi family cousin Qi Guangzong made a fatal mistake and became a spy in the northern country.

Qi Guangzong, who didn't have much ability to work, was directly related to Zhang Yi.

After Qi Guangzong's accident, Zhang Yi regretted that he would die 10000 times.

She thought that arranging her cousin with poor ability in the Qingshui yamen, under her protection, as long as she didn't make principled mistakes, she should be able to live a good life all her life. It was her reward to the Qi family.

Who would have thought that Qi Guangzong could make such a serious mistake of principle in that position, which not only implicated Zhang Yi, but also put his own life on the line.

If I had known this, I should have arranged him in tax, land and other oil-rich departments -- worst of all, I should have arranged him under my own eyes.

There are all kinds of medicine in the world, but there is no regret medicine.

When Qi Guangzong committed a crime, the volcano erupted in the parrot river reservoir, and saw with his own eyes the hasty retreat of 200000 residents, Zhang Yi felt that only when she was buried in the volcanic magma could she redeem her fatal mistake.

It's a pity to see that the volcano under the parrot river reservoir stopped spraying when it was about to erupt.

God had pity on Zhang Yi. It was not easy. He saved her once.

Later, Zhang Yi knew that the person who saved her was not necessarily God. It was probably those brave Chinese special soldiers, especially the guy named Fangyuan - it was said that he jumped down a hole full of water with a small nuclear bomb when the volcanic magma was about to burst out of the ground.

As a result, the explosion of the nuclear bomb promoted the movement of the earth's crust and appeared in an extremely broad underground river, guiding the diversion of magma that was about to erupt from the ground.

When Zhang Yi heard this, he thought it was bullshit -- in the world, how can there be such a powerful person who can do something impossible with a nuclear bomb? It's not Superman.

Zhang Yi believes that this is the source of the so-called legend. There is no possibility at all, but it can inspire people to worship heroes from the heart.

Whether it's true or legendary, Zhang Yi doesn't care much anyway: any official who is about to be pushed to the end and may go to prison to make atonement has the mind to think about this?

At most, Zhang Yi was really stunned when he heard the name "Fangyuan": the name of the legendary warrior who died and the murderer who cut my cousin in half with a knife called Fangyuan.

There are so many people in China, and there are many people with the same name and surname. Zhang Yi doesn't think that the area where he kills without legal procedures is the area where he jumps into the pit with a nuclear bomb.

Even if she is a cadre who will soon be punished for the crime of "cronyism", how can she manage these in the future?

All she can do is take good care of her husband and filial piety to her parents for Qi Guangzong after being punished.

As the saying goes, there is no doubt that there is no way. There is another village. One night after the retreat of southern Sichuan county, Zhang Yi was summoned by the leader who temporarily took over the border town.

The result was gratifying. Not only did he not go to jail, but also he was transferred to the mainland king of Tang, who was still the second in command of real power.

In the words of little secretary Han Miao, the king of Tang and Chuannan county are at the same level (the king of Tang is a county-level city). Considering the geographical and economic conditions, even if Chuannan County flatters the horse, it can't catch up with the king of Tang.

Zhang Yi can be transferred to the king of Tang Dynasty. This is Gaosheng, absolute Gaosheng!

Han Miao, who always follows the pace of leadership, seems to ignore a sentence: pie will not fall from the sky for no reason.

Zhang Yi, who made a mistake, was promoted without being punished, so he will certainly pay a certain price.

What is the price Zhang Yi will pay -- she won't tell anyone.

This is her most secret and the last thing she wants to think about.

She knew that the secret task entrusted to her by the dragon head would not end because of his death.

She wondered: Longtou, how can you trust her so much that only she can complete the task?

Can it be said that the old man will look at each other, just as Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty saw Wu Meiniang in his childhood and saw that this was the future queen?

Hehe, what virtue can I have? Compared with a generation of empresses, I'm just a lucky little woman at most. God can pull me when I'm in the most danger. It must be because my seemingly happy life is actually incomplete.

Zhang Yi, walking forward, smiled bitterly when he thought of here.

She has long heard people talk about her behind her back, saying that she was able to move away from the military and sit in her current position, which was stained with the light of her husband.

After hearing this rumor, Zhang Yi shut himself in the room, covered himself with a quilt and cried silently: you know that!

Do you know where my man's disability is?

Do you know that a woman without that kind of private life can dilute her excess energy only by working hard?

You know, I would like to be an ordinary migrant worker, also want to have my own happy private life and have my own child?

Do you know that I'm only in my early thirties this year. In order to alleviate the suffering in that regard, I dress myself up in a simple and old way and turn myself into a rigid old nun. Can I hate myself whenever I look in the mirror?

I am still young, I am also very beautiful, my body is still like a girl in my twenties, and my skin is as smooth and delicate as satin. I also hope to be caressed by men like all normal women. I hope that when I dream back in the middle of the night with silent crying, I won't see him looking at me with strange eyes

"Sister Yi, it's getting late. Should we go home?"

Little secretary Han Miao's voice woke Zhang Yi, who stood by the river and stared at the river in a daze for how long.

"Ah, what time is it?"

When Zhang Yi looked up, he felt a little cold on his face and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his cheeks.

There are water stains.

Han Miao has been Zhang Yi's Secretary for three years. She has established quite deep feelings with the leader who is vigorous in work and takes good care of her in private. She is the one who knows the leader's private life best.

After seeing the leader staring at the river and crying, she knew that she had recalled those misfortunes, so she gently reminded her that it was time to go back.

"It's almost ten o'clock. I'll call Lao Wang (Zhang Yi's special bus driver) and ask her to pick you up."

Han Miao took out his cell phone.

"Forget it, it's so late that I don't have to bother Lao Wang. I'll just take a taxi back."

Zhang Yi gently sucked his nose and said with a smile, "don't you have a date tonight?"

Han Miao is now in love with a young talent. The boy's family conditions and self-cultivation are good. Zhang Yi is supportive.

"No, no --"

Han Miao looked back at the distance and shook his head.

Zhang Yi also looked back and smiled: "ha ha, it's all my fault that I took up your private time. Go quickly. If you don't go again, your one will turn into a watchman stone. It's time to curse me secretly that I don't understand amorous feelings."

"He dares, dares to say a word, I tear his mouth!"

Han Miao, who is a lady in his work unit, is actually a very aggressive and savage girlfriend. It is said that when he is unhappy, his favorite thing to do is to treat his boyfriend who has just made friends for more than half a year as a silly boy.

"Well, you have to change your bad habit of bullying people, or he will be fooled and run away by you. You won't be able to cry at that time."

Zhang Yi made a little joke and waved her to go first.

"Sister Yi, be careful. I'm leaving."

Han Miao smiled awkwardly and walked away with a brisk step.

She is well aware of Zhang Yi's style of conduct and has a bit of military style. She always works simply and quickly. She won't play with her. If she doesn't let her send it, she won't let her send it.

Also, Zhang Yi doesn't like others to go to her house.

Different from taking office, Zhang Yi came to Queen Tang and did not place his home in the organ courtyard. He spent money to rent a small courtyard in the suburbs of King Tang.

Only in this way, her husband with disabilities in both body and heart will feel more relaxed.

After seeing Han Miao leave hand in hand with her boyfriend, the smile on Zhang Yi's face slowly disappeared. Looking at the envious youyou over there, he sighed and raised his hand to hold a taxi.

The urban area of Tangwang is not large. The new urban area and the old urban area are long from east to west and narrow from north to south.

Zhang Yi took a taxi home from Shunhe street, which is less than ten kilometers.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped at her door.

When Zhang Yi paid the bill and got off, he could still see the lights on in the yard from the crack in the gate. He knew that the one in her house hadn't slept and was waiting for her to go home.

"Xiao Gong, I'm back."

When Zhang Yi pushed open the door of the living room, he said a sentence as usual and found two men sitting on the sofa in the room.

The one with a pale face in striped pajamas is her husband Xiao Gong.

The other was a young man wearing a dark black stand collar Zhongshan suit and sitting on the sofa with a straight waist.

He has a handsome face, exudes an unspeakable superior temperament, and gives people inexplicable depression.

Especially his eyes, with a cold shade at a glance.

It was the slightest shadow that destroyed his arrogant aura and made him look like a entrenched poisonous snake.

"You are --"

Zhang Yi was stunned and asked with a frown.