Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Two days later.

Najire sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the clear sunlight poured on him, but it still couldn't dissipate the gloom.

Today is the day he and Lin Hanxing agreed on.

My uncle called early in the morning to confirm the activity process and time.

But the more this happened, the more Najire retreated.

The veins in the clenched hands that were placed on the armrests of the wheelchair were clearly visible. He had been silent like this for an unknown period of time. Najire reached out and slowly pulled up his trouser legs...

The legs that have not tried to walk in the past twenty years have begun to shrink slightly, and the ugly scars are cold and cold across his calves and knees, cruelly reminding him of what happened in the past!

There was a sudden noise at the door.

Najire hurriedly put down his trousers, turned his wheelchair fiercely, and looked at the person who came in.

"What day is today, has the eldest prince not forgotten it?"

Yuan Kang walked over with a smile, accompanied by his expressionless uncle, who was holding a high-end handmade custom-made suit.

"Get out!"

"That won't work! If I really go out, Lin will have to kill me!"

Yuan Kang raised his eyebrows.

He was ordered to come with Uncle Mute to 'take care of' Najilie. What he was afraid of was that he would suddenly back down and ruin their two-day plan.

Originally he thought it was funny, but when he came in just now, he felt that Lin Hanxing's worries were possible.

He dared to swear on the head on his neck that Najire definitely didn't want to go!

If he had come later, he might have run away, who knows?

"You have two choices now. One is to change your clothes yourself and we will wait here. The other is for Uncle Mute to help you change. You can choose it yourself!"

Yuan Kang put his hands around his chest, as if he couldn't see Najilie's livid face and cannibalistic eyes.

"roll!"

Hearing Najilie's response, Yuan Kang raised his hand and dug his ears.

"Uncle Dumb, I leave it to you."

Then he handed over the scene to his own backup.

After all, Lin Hanxing had prepared various countermeasures early in the morning, perfect!

Seeing Uncle Mute, who had coldly removed the joints of his arms that day, actually walking towards him with an expressionless expression, Najilie's nerves began to beat.

"I'll change it myself!"

He immediately changed his tune.

Almost at the same time, Uncle Dumb stopped.

"You said it, change it yourself!"

Yuan Kang handed the clothes to Najilie, with regret in his eyes that he couldn't see the good show.

after all……

Those were the prince's clothes!

Hey Hey Hey……

……………………

Fifteen minutes later.

Najire came out of the inner room after changing his clothes.

Yuan Kang immediately whistled to show his approval.

From top to bottom, from top to bottom, from tie to cufflinks, this dress was personally selected by Lei Yu, the second son of the Lei family. It was just a change of clothes, but the depression in Najilie's bones was instantly transformed into another eye-catching decadent style. .

"Call the stylist to come in."

Yuan Kang snapped his fingers, and the stylist arranged by Lin Hanxing immediately walked in from outside.

Najire's brows instantly furrowed.

"Don't touch..."

"Huh? Why don't you tell her yourself?"

Yuan Kang pretended to take out his mobile phone to dial Lin Hanxing's number, and immediately told Najilie to shut up.

He looked at Yuan Kang with a gloomy expression.

"Dog legs!"

Yuan Kang, who heard clearly, picked up an apple from the table and took a crisp bite. He sat on the sofa and crossed his legs as happily as he wanted.

This big brother still suffers from a small disadvantage!

I remember when I was in the hands of Lin Xiaojiu, a female devil...

Yuan Kang shuddered subconsciously.

Can't bear to look back, can't bear to look back!

The stylist over there was working quickly, but Lao Su didn't come to the door.

His face seemed a little ugly, but because Najilie was still here, he held back his words, but his solemn brows still easily revealed Lao Subu's worry.

"If it's because of the media, I advise you to relax."

Yuan Kang's cheeks and mouth were bulging with stuff, and his voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"Girl Lin's place..."

"She doesn't know anything!"

Yuan Kang uttered angrily, and the dumb uncle who was 'supervising' the work in front turned back instantly and looked at him expressionlessly. Yuan Kang instantly changed his face to a smile.

"did you mean……"

"The secret must not be leaked..."

After speaking, he took another big bite of the apple with a click, not feeling guilty at all for spoiling the story in advance.

Hearing this, Lao Su Bu felt relieved.

In the past two days, he had been paying attention to what was going on outside. Especially after he learned through internal channels that all participating media on the day of the event had received the news that Najire was going to attend, his whole nerves became tense.

You know, since the accident, Najire has spent more than ten years in the royal family, which also destined him to have problems with the second prince Yihe, who has a high public support rate, on the issue of communication with people. There will be a gap between heaven and earth.

What if something unexpected happens at the event...

It’s a live show again!

Lao Su calmed down and turned his attention back to Najire who was unwilling to be manipulated by the stylist.

The more he looked, the more sour his eyes became.

It has been many years, and he has not seen such a spirited grandson for a long time.

Lao Su had thought about it more than once, if Najire could grow up to this point peacefully...

Time passed by in seconds.

The stylist will soon complete the finishing touches.

It has to be said that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Even Yuan Kang has to admit that after cleaning up like this, he has almost forgotten the image of the sick and dying prince when they first met.

Forehead……

The image of vomiting blood can also be forgotten.

Forehead……

The image of Lin Xiaojiu being so angry that his face turned livid can also be forgotten.

Forehead……

Forget it, forget it all!

"Let's go, the car is waiting outside."

………………

Event site.

The scheduled event time has not yet come, but the scene is already surrounded by countless media and TV reporters who are swarming in. The equipment in each hand is the most professional level, just waiting for the target person to appear.

God knows, they haven't seen the eldest prince in person for almost twenty years.

Although there are recent photos of the royal family members on the official website of the royal family every New Year, there is always a gap between the photos and the person, not to mention...

Now that the support rate of the second prince Ihes is rising steadily, the eldest prince suddenly appears in the public eye again. It is difficult not to make people have divergent associations.

But no matter what the real purpose is, as long as we can grab first-hand information today and use the headquarters as quickly as possible, there is absolutely no need to worry about ratings and sales!

The people were really curious about the eldest prince who had disappeared from the public eye for too long.

This is not...

At this time, the scene was surrounded by people from all over the country who supported the eldest prince Najire, and there was a confrontation trend with the people who supported the second prince Ihes.

No one has arrived yet, but the atmosphere is already heating up.

real……

Make them, the media, excited!

It feels like a prelude to something big happening!