Chapter 1216 I just hate playing with the mentally retarded

  The door of the room was knocked twice.

  The man standing in front of the French window spoke softly.

"Come in."

   Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open, and the secretary-general walked in, looking at the man’s back, and said, "The little milk tank president is downstairs, are you sure you can’t go down and take a look?"

  "Don't go." The man didn't turn his head, only two cold words came out from his thin lips.

  The secretary-general said again, "Ms. Wen mentioned to me before that she intends to let you work in the presidential palace. What do you think?"

   "Not interested." It is still three cold words without any emotion.

  The Secretary-General was taken aback.

Not interested in?

  Clearly before he became a vegetable, he also told himself that he was willing to enter the presidential palace and inherit his position as secretary-general to serve for country V.

  How did you change your mind after waking up?

  It is strange to say that the secretary-general discovered that his son has undergone a radical change in his personality since he woke up.

   used to be gentle and humble, but now she is taciturn, rejecting people thousands of miles away, and always giving people a sense of distance invisibly.

"Anyway, go down with me and meet Miss Wen first. She is a different woman. Maybe you will change your mind if you see her." The Secretary-General persuaded him that he still hopes that his only son can do it. Inherit the position of his secretary-general and continue to guard Country V on his behalf.

"I won't enter the presidential palace, let alone see her. Please don't intervene in my affairs in the future!" The man spoke word by word, his tone of anger already appeared, so it was not the reason for his weakness, I am afraid it would appear even more. fierce.

  But the powerful aura exuding from him shocked even the Secretary General.

  ——

  After the banquet was over, everyone sent Wen Churan and the small milk tank to leave.

  On the way back, the little milk can was so angry that her cheeks bulged like a hamster.

   "Mama, you can't save you today, I will definitely remember it!"

  Wen Churan leaned over and asked gossiping, "How about? Did you make friends with any beautiful girl? Or did you scan the QR code and add a WeChat?"

  Small milk can snorted coldly, "I use my identity as president to scare them all to cry!"

  "……"

   "My silly son!" Wen Churan reached out and pinched the face of the small milk can, simply hating iron and steel, "Let you be friends with them, how can you scare them to cry?!"

   "I don't want to be friends with them at all!" The little milk pot uttered cold words from his mouth.

  Wen Churan was surprised, "My dear, are you misogynistic?"

   "What's that stuff?" Little Milk Can asked curiously.

   "Just... I hate girls, I don't like contact with girls..."

  Hearing this explanation, the little milk tank shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, I don’t hate girls, I just hate playing with mentally retarded people, so..."

  Speaking, the little milk can suddenly pushed away Wen Churan’s hand holding his cheek, hiding away like a plague, "So...I want to stay away from Ma Ma!"

Hey! This kid says she is mentally retarded? !

   "Dare to say that you are mentally retarded, because you don't plan to eat glutinous rice dumplings in the future, right!" Wen Churan was not angry, grabbed the small milk can in his arms, and slapped his ass.

  Of course, it was not a real fight even after a few lessons.

  The next day, the small milk tank was made an exception and allowed to rest for the whole morning.

  Before lunch, the secretary-general came to the presidential palace, and the little milk can was still sleeping.

  (End of this chapter)