Chapter 530: I wish you die in bed (see monthly ticket)
And Huang Gezhang's face remained as usual, either he was hiding too deeply and he didn't want to let himself know, or he was really wrong, no matter which way it was possible, there was no need to talk about it in front of him.
Huang Gezhang hummed, and said for a while, "I just drove out of the manor, it may be a guest of Bai Qing."
Wei Sheng nodded and smiled indifferently, took another slice of toast and buttered it, and asked Huang Gezhang to admire the young man's appetite.
The mist in the early morning was dissipated by the sun, and a warm halo shone directly on everyone through the gauze curtains. From time to time, there were a few laughs in the pavilion, which seemed to be happy.
It's hard to think about true or false in this world. The other party doesn't know how true or false, and how true she is.
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At the end of breakfast, Huang Gezhang was already tired, so the servant sent him back to rest first.
Looking at Huang Gezhang’s back in a wheelchair, Wei Sheng, who was sitting in the same place, couldn’t help but smile, “Mr. Huang’s bones are really tough. I saw him lying on the bed for infusions the night before. I can go out and breathe."
"Mister is accustomed to handling it himself, even if he is very sick, he will never lie down in bed for two days." Kong Zhandong glanced at her lightly, "Mister, this is overdrawing his body, otherwise..."
Speaking of this, Kong Zhandong felt that he was talking a little too much with her, so he curled his eyebrows to stop the conversation, and at the same time stood up and walked straight toward the outsider.
Wei Sheng was fine in this pavilion, so he got up and planned to go home with Kong Zhandong, "otherwise what?"
But seeing Kong Zhandong dragged like two to five to eighty thousand, he didn't hear her words.
Wei Sheng immediately took the corner of his mouth. This kid really turned around and forgot to perform the contract. It seemed that he had to beat and beat him frequently. When he thought about it, he learned the tone of Huang Gezhang, "Zhandong, you are eager to win." Strong heart, less capacity for people, learn to make more friends..."
The Fang Kong Zhandong stood on his legs, his face was gloomy, and he looked sideways with one hand, "Otherwise, Mr.'s body will not be worn down early."
Wei Sheng shrugged with his hands in his pockets, "The medical technology in country M is quite advanced. As long as Mr. Huang is willing to take care of it, there should be no problem."
A bit of bitterness flashed across Kong Zhandong, and he shook his head, "What do you know."
"It's not that I'm messing with this way, as long as I get a good death in the end, it's a good night." Wei Sheng muttered freely.
Kong Zhandong's face sank, but Wei Sheng hurriedly continued to happily say, "What's more, I think you and Mr. Yan are sincere to Mr. Huang. Sitting in this position, there are two other people who treat each other sincerely. Fortunately, you don’t need to be bitter for a day."
Kong Zhandong's expression was slightly dark, and he snorted lightly, "Mr. Huang is a wise man and sympathetic to his subordinates, so naturally everyone treats him sincerely."
Wei Sheng looked up at the blue sky. Seeing that the time was right, he took a quick look at Kong Zhandong, "Mr. Kong, I heard that the old man chose you as his successor?"
Kong Zhandong's figure clearly paused, and then he hummed, "Who will take over will be up to my husband. If there is such an honor then, I will naturally do my part."
After he said nothing, he wrinkled his eyebrows again, "What you said just now makes sense. Most of the battles on the road, the guns and the arrows, are mostly the end of the tragic death on the street. It is indeed a blessing to have a good end."
For the most famous Sicilian Mafia, the first two godfathers were all imprisoned, and the third godfather was to help the governor successfully run for president and died of a heart attack. I am afraid that the luckiest one is on the Mafia National Committee. The fourth boss who was deprived of his godfather qualifications by members' votes. He was in power for 30 years. After failing to compete for hegemony, he withdrew from the arena at the age of 97.
Wei Sheng nodded intently, "Only the godfather with great diplomatic genius can enjoy the luxury of dying in bed."
Kong Zhandong raised his eyebrows and glanced at her in surprise, but he didn't know that this sentence was an evaluation of Carlo Campino, the godfather of the Mafia.
Wei Sheng looked at Kong Zhandong sincerely, "Then I wish Mr. Kong in advance that he can become such a diplomatic genius."
Kong Zhandong glanced at her blankly, and suddenly left with a cold snort.
"Hey, haven't you told me why to go to the Philippines? I haven't asked for leave at school yet." Wei Sheng stopped and asked with a loud smile toward Kong Zhandong's back, but the latter had already stepped down the lawn and bent over Got into the car.
The black and noble Rolls Royce drove away slowly.
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Because there is no time to handle telephone services after coming to Country M, Wei Sheng’s mobile phone is no different from Banzhuan, so when she returned to the room, she used a landline to make an international call, which was called Cui Xian.
The other party's phone prompts that it is shutting down.
Wei Sheng twisted his eyebrows, groaned slightly, and dialed the phone to his father.
Because the school was temporarily out, although Liu Jianren had already been asked to inform her father that she was not in school during this period, but now it has entered the third day, she had to say that she suddenly had a business to go abroad to talk about, and let her father officially talk to the school. Ask for a leave of absence.
Wei Jiefang knew that her daughter was busy with the company, but he had to tell her to take care of her studies again and again, and warned her that she must not rush into business just because the company had some results. Instead, she missed this age. The main self-improvement and learning.
Wei Sheng repeatedly promised to have a good attitude, and then Wei Jiefang sighed and said, "This time you must prepare for the final exam. You are not allowed to go anywhere during the holiday. Come back and accompany your mother."
"I know Dad." Wei Sheng also had some apologies in his heart.
Hanging the microphone back to the bed, Wei Sheng lay on the bed frowning and pondering for a while, not to mention whether he saw Cui Xian at the entrance of the manor, but said that Huang Gezhang's attitude today is really intriguing.
Wei Sheng even faintly felt that the old man Huang liked him a little, unless the other party was so sophisticated and acted too real, but after thinking about it, as Huang Gezhang's status, who he wanted to like and whom he didn't want to like, it seemed that he didn't have to deliberately show his possessions. Deep.
The contact with Kong Zhandong made her feel quite simple. Of course, this simplicity is not only simple in a broad sense. After all, who in this circle is really simple? But at least, it was much simpler than her presupposition. This might have something to do with him being inferior to Lin Xiao's, because he was tempered and cunning at the bottom.
Last night's game plus the chaos of the two days of jet lag caused her work and rest time to be completely chaotic. When he was thinking about it, his sleepiness surged, Wei Sheng's eyelids sank and he fell asleep.
The only thought before going to bed was that the time on the father's side was probably already at night.
The winter sun slowly rose like a fire, and the dazzling vast light enveloped San Francisco, enveloped San Mateo County, and shot directly into the small building rooms of the manor.
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