Next, with the help of the servant, Li Zhenshan stood at the door of the main house's living room and waited.

"Teacher, I heard that you are sick, why did you get up?" Yan Yuan greeted him quickly with a warm attitude.

The photographer followed the webcast.

In the daily life of the President, hundreds of thousands of people watched online instantly on the Internet.

[It seems that the President is not as bad as he thought? 】

[The slack black hand behind the scenes, maybe it's not him? 】

[I think your Excellency is very kind, like a good president...]

A pile of comments from netizens fermented on the Internet.

Yan Yuan's fame was half stinking, and gradually warmed up.

Li Zhenshan knew he was doing a show. These days, the power of netizens cannot be underestimated.

Especially at a high position, water can carry and overturn the boat. He is the president, and he needs the support of the general public.

Yan Yuan came to visit with a high profile, and the whole network watched, and the Li family couldn't help but receive it.

Otherwise, it's the Li family's fault.

"Oh, I'm getting older, and my body is weak." Li Zhenshan sighed in a tone, "It's not always something wrong here, or it hurts there."

"Teacher, you must take good care of your body." Yan Yuan held Li Zhenshan's hand excitedly, as if caring for him extraordinarily, "Although I have everything I can do, I really care about you."

"You have been the president for more than four and a half years." Li Zhenshan pierced through his fake handle without any trace. "After Li Song's accident, public opinion is so unfavorable to you, you can take the time to come and see me like this. Once, my old man was really happy."

Point out, one, he is very loose.

Second, he came here for almost five years and only came here when he needed to install the character set.

There was a gloom in Yan Yuan's heart. Old Jiang was really hot, but his expression was still warm and caring, full of regrets, "I really misunderstood the Li Song incident. How could it be possible that I was behind the rumors? I have always been fair. Lian Ming, Li Song is your son again. I can't harm him because of his emotions and reasons."

Li Zhenshan didn't smile, and made a polite gesture, "Don't speak at the door, please go inside."

"I'll help you there." He walked to the other side of Li Zhenshan and helped him sit on the sofa.

The servant had already arranged snacks and fruits on the coffee table.

Yan Yuan picked up a cup of tea, first handed it to Li Zhenshan, looking earnestly, "Master, I have been especially thinking of you in the past few years. You used to take special care of me, and for your kindness, I have always been buried in my heart."

We must do a good job on the surface, not just for the masses.

If he is an enemy of the Li family, cross the river and demolish the bridge and bite back.

Then, the people on his team will be chilled. Will push all the deli assistants to the Li family.

This trip is bound to come.

"Heart is held in everyone's chest, and no one can tell what color it is." Li Zhenshan took the tea in his hand, "You are now in a high position. I am afraid I would drink this cup of tea. Sorry. Please..."

"Affordable." Yan Yuan pushed back with him.

The two talked and laughed, and after several tricks.

Yan Yuan was stunned for nothing.

[The old man of the Li family is a big man who has made outstanding contributions to the empire. He can't even drink your tea...]

[I can’t understand your heart, what color is it? 】

[Your Excellency is really a heavy show ingredient...]

Originally toward Yan Yuan's public opinion, it began to develop in a bad direction.