Chapter 1041
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
?1041 My son has finally returned
Gu CI smiled and introduced him to Lan Xiao, â âMs. LAN, this is the famous makeup artist, Ling Du, whom Mr. Wen Jr. Has specially hired for you.â
Ling Du sighed and quickly reached out to Lan Xiao.
miss LAN, itâs an honor to be able to serve Mr. Wen junior. Itâs my honor.
Now, everyone knew that Wen Muchu was the presidentâs son.
The press conference was about to begin and announce it to the world.
If she didnât want to curry favor with the presidentâs son now, when would she do it?
Therefore, in the following period of time, Ling Du could be said to have gathered all the beautiful words from the world to praise Lan Xiao.
âAiyaya, miss LAN, your skin is so good. Look at your skin, itâs so delicate that it can break with a blow. Youâre even more tender than a peeled egg, and your facial features are even more exquisite. Iâve been styling for so many years, and youâre really one of the few beauties Iâve seen.â
âThis Foundation is good, I donât even need to tidy up much, but miss LAN is so beautiful that I canât help but be moved. Iâm done for, Iâm done for. This is the first time Iâve ever wanted to fall in love with someone, miss Qianqian. No wonder Mr. Wen junior likes you. Not only are you beautiful, but you also have a good personality. Qianqian, I really envy Mr. Wen junior for being able to find such a good girlfriend like you.â
Lan Xiao didnât know whether to laugh or cry, but she maintained her polite smile.
She really wanted Gu CI to cover her ears with some cotton. Oh my God, this Ling Du is really good at talking.
For half an hour, his voice reverberated in the room without stopping.
No matter how much she liked the pleasant words, after hearing them for a long time, she only felt that it was very difficult to bear.
Lan Xiao looked helplessly at Gu CI for help.
Gu CI wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and coughed a few times to remind Ling Du.
âLing Du, are you thirsty? Iâll pour you a glass of water, you should rest, Yingluo.â
Ling Du squinted his peach-shaped eyes and winked at Gu CI suggestively.
sure. Thank you, handsome Gu CI.
Gu CI felt goosebumps all over his body.âThis Ling Du is too f * cking sissy. Who can stand this?â
He quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Ling Du.
When Ling Du took the cup, he touched Gu CIâs palm.
Gu CIâs face turned pale with fear. She quickly handed him the glass of water and took a few steps back.
This guy was definitely poisonous.
Ling DUâs lips curved into a smile. He took a few sips of water and stopped teasing Gu CI.
She started to focus on Lan Xiaoâs hair and makeup.
Before he accepted this job, Mr. Wen junior had personally instructed him.
Today, the meaning of this banquet was different.
Whether it was to Lan Xiao or him, it was extremely important.
Her hair and makeup had to be impeccable, and Lan Xiao had to be the one who stunned the entire audience.
Ling Du hadnât seen Lan Xiao before, so he felt a little pressured.
After seeing Lan Xiao, that pressure became a kind of motivation.
Such a beautiful little girl, she must be as beautiful as the sky today.
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Half an hour later, around 10 O âclock.
The press conference at the presidential palace officially began.
Wen Muchu was dressed in a well-ironed and exquisite suit. He stood beside Wen zhihuai and followed him step by step up the stage.
The spotlight shone on him.
Countless photographers below the stage were all aimed at Wen Muchu.
The camera was busy taking pictures, and everyone was excitedly recording this precious moment.
The entire News Room was in an uproar.
However, it was a press conference held by the presidential palace.
Therefore, the stage had already been safely isolated.
All the reporters were isolated three meters away.
Moreover, every reporter had to stay in their seats obediently.
If anyone moved or stood up, they would immediately be thrown out of the news room by the staff.
These reporters were all very excited to see the presidentâs son, but they didnât dare to surround him.
They all suppressed the passion in their hearts and waited for Mr. President to speak.
The Q & a session was immediately followed by the reporters âturn to ask questions.
Wen zhihuai walked to the stage with the microphones piled up. He smiled and greeted the reporters below the stage.
âDear reporter friends, Good morning everyone. Ran ran, thank you for making the trip.â
The reporters below the stage were excited and applauded with a smile.
Their President had always been so gentlemanly and respectful to everyone.
Even though he was the president, he had never looked down on anyone just because of his high status.
All these years that President Wen was in power, who in S Empire didnât praise him for being a good President?
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He had won the love and respect of hundreds of millions of people in S Empire.
Wen zhihuaiâs lips curved into a faint smile as he spoke again.
âIâm holding this press conference today to tell the people of S Empire that I, Wen zhihuai, have finally found my long-lost son. All these years, Iâve been disappointed again and again in order to find him. Iâve lost confidence again and again. Itâs a good thing that Iâve never given up on my search because of the support of my country and the people all these years.â
the heavens do not let down the determined. Perhaps the heavens took pity on me and could not bear to let me die alone. So, he has returned. My son has finally returned. Wen zhihuaiâs eyes turned red as he spoke. He turned to look at Wen Muchu and patted him on the shoulder.
Wen Muchu looked at Wen zhihuai, whose eyes were slightly red, and his face showed a slight movement.
He pursed his thin lips and smiled at Wen zhihuai.
Wen zhihuai looked at this faint smile and was so excited that he almost cried.
Ever since Wen Muchu had returned, she had never smiled at him. This smile today made his heart burst with joy.
He could finally make it up to his son, bit by bit.
come, Mu Chu. Say hello to everyone and the people of S Empire. Wen zhihuaiâs eyes were filled with gentleness as he said in a low voice.
Wen Muchu took a step forward and gave Wen zhihuai a slight nod.
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Wen zhihuai took half a step back and gave up his seat to Wen Muchu.
Wen Muchu puffed out his chest and raised his head as he looked at the reporters below the stage. His face was calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant.
That kind of noble and faint Majesty was well transmitted with just a look from him.
Everyone was amazed.
As expected of Mr. Presidentâs son. Who could compare to this kind of bearing?
Wen Muchu raised his eyes slightly and looked at the reporters below the stage and the cameras.
He said in a calm manner.
âHello everyone, my name is Wen Muchu-although we were separated from each other when we were young, Iâve been growing up at the bottom all these years and have experienced a life that ordinary people have never experienced. I understand now what the Peopleâs suffering is, what the Peopleâs sweetness is, and what the Peopleâs joy is.â
I hope that in the next few decades, our motherland will become more and more prosperous and prosperous. I hope that the people will not only live and eat well, but also truly experience what happiness and warmth are.â