Chapter 1193 Who will believe your guarantee

   "If you want to kneel down, can you let it go first?!"

  One by one, they knelt on the ground, straightened their waists, and refused to move for half a minute.

   Seeing that they didn't respond, and completely ignored her words, Wen Churan was anxious and slammed the door of the room.

Row! Don't let it, right? What a big deal she won't go out? !

  Wen Churan was so angry that he paced back and forth in the bedroom, thinking about how to solve the current situation.

  It didn’t take long for Gu Nanpei’s exclamation to sound outside.

  "What are they doing? Why are you kneeling here?! Churan... Churan, are you in the bedroom? Are you okay?"

As long as Wen Churan opened the door, he could see a group of officials kneeling down in front of her. They were in suits and leather shoes, the line was neatly lined up, and the crowds were dark. If they didn't watch it once, they would have a big impact on her.

  Gu Nanpei was standing behind the group of officials. After some distance, he waved vigorously at Wen Churan who was standing at the door.

  "First dye...First dye..."

  She pointed to the officials who were kneeling on the ground, and looked at Wen Churan with questioning eyes.

  Wen Churan shook her head and shrugged, indicating that she herself was helpless with the current situation.

  Wen Chu couldn't get out of the infection, and Gu Nanpei couldn't make it. The two of them could only communicate with their eyes through a group of officials.

There is no way to go on like this. Wen Churan sighed and had to compromise first, and said to the officials who were kneeling on the ground, "Let’s do it...you have to get up first and then discuss it with me slowly. There is no need to kneel all the time. ."

After hearing this, the group of officials looked at each other, and then focused all their eyes on the Secretary-General, as if they were waiting for his order.

   At this moment, the Secretary-General suddenly stood up and said to Wen Churan, "Ms. Wen, I have something to say, I want to talk to you alone."

   said, stepping directly into the bedroom.

After closing the door, the secretary-general bluntly said, "Miss Wen, I know you disagree, because you are worried about the safety of the little milk pot actor."

Having said that, Wen Churan said frankly, "Yes, as a mother, the most important thing is the safety of the child. Since you all know it, you still bring the group of officials to come to petition, yes. Does it make sense?"

  The secretary-general was full of seriousness, and solemnly said, "Miss Wen, I can guarantee that the little milk pot actor will never be harmed by half. You can rest assured to hand the little milk pot actor to me!"

Wen Churan smiled contemptuously. "You promise? Who would believe your guarantee? Little milk tank is just a child. There are too many changes in a country. Even if he becomes president, he can't sit in this position because it's too high. , If he is not careful, he will fall from above, falling to pieces."

  The Secretary-General knew that Wen Churan had something to say, so he frowned slightly, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and hurriedly said, "Miss Wen is afraid...Someone will **** the position of the president from the hands of the little milk pot actor?"

"It’s best if you can understand it. I don’t have to say any more about the truth, right? Just like the Secretary-General you once said, in this critical period, whoever is elected president cannot convince the public. Milk cans are fine.

  But he is a child, and becoming president is only temporarily used to stabilize people's hearts. Once he loses his role, someone will be eager to replace him. At that time, he can only be reduced to cannon fodder! As a mother, do you think I might be in danger with my own son? "

  (End of this chapter)