Chapter 1206 What a big tone

The servant saw that Wen Churan was puzzled and immediately explained, "This is the case. The Secretary-General has a son, probably two years ago. Because of a mountaineering adventure, he was unconscious after an accident. I became a vegetative, but just yesterday, I suddenly woke up!"

  Unconscious? Vegetative?

  Wen Churan just remembered that yesterday, the secretary-general suddenly received a call, saying that he woke up, hurried back, and then hurriedly left.

  It turned out that his vegetative son finally awakened.

  This is a gratifying thing.

  Wen Churan wondered whether or not to bring something to visit. After all, the Secretary-General has worked so hard for Country V for so many years, and he also treated the small milk cans sincerely.

  Forget it if you don’t know, since you already know it, naturally you can’t just ignore it.

  Moreover, you can also take this opportunity to narrow the relationship between the small milk tank and the secretary-general, so that the secretary-general can be more loyal to the small milk tank from now on.

   Kill two birds with one stone, why not do it?

  That’s it!

  Wen Churan immediately sent someone to prepare, and the next day he went straight to the secretary-general’s villa with a small milk can.

  The current president personally came, and the Secretary-General was naturally surprised and terrified.

  The secretary-general took his wife, and all the servants in the villa, all ran out to greet him.

  Wen Churan and Little Milk Tank just got out of the car, when a group of people came forward, flocked them into the villa, poured tea for them, and treated them warmly.

  Wen Churan handed the gift to the secretary-general and also said a lot of polite remarks. The general content was to congratulate his son on his recovery.

  The secretary-general’s wife had already laughed from ear to ear, said some kind words, and praised the small milk can from beginning to end.

  While chatting, to express his concern, Wen Churan asked the secretary-general’s son and wanted to bring a small milk can to visit.

  The secretary-general’s wife immediately led her and the small milk can to a bedroom on the second floor, but was stopped by a servant outside.

   "Madam, Master has ordered, not to see anyone."

  The Secretary-General's wife angrily scolded, "Presumptuous, do you know who the two behind me are? How dare to stop it, so let's get out of it!"

  The servant was already trembling with fright, but still clinging to the door "Husband...Madam, Master said, even if...even if the heavenly king came, he...he didn't see..."

   "Just waking up and making a fool of yourself?! Open the door for me!"

  The servant simply lowered his head and said nothing.

  The Secretary-General’s wife was angry and wanted to step forward and do it herself.

  Wen Churan saw the situation and immediately grabbed the secretary-general’s wife. “Forget it, since you don’t want to see it, let’s go. After all, after two years in a coma, the mental state is definitely more difficult to recover than the body, so I won’t bother.”

   Upon hearing this, the secretary-general’s wife hurriedly nodded and yawned and apologized to Wen Churan.

   Before leaving the second floor, Wen Churan looked back at the closed door, and couldn't help but develop a little curiosity, wondering what kind of person this secretary-general’s son was.

  I don’t even see the Heavenly King Lao Tzu.

  What a big tone!

  Whether it’s the president or the president’s mother, you can’t see all of them. Such a person who doesn’t fear power is definitely a temperamental person!

  After eating lunch in the villa, Wen Churan left with a small milk can.

  On the way back to the Presidential Palace, the little milk can whispered and complained, "The Secretary-General’s son has a good temper, worse than mine!"

  (End of this chapter)