My Husband, Warm The Bed

In front of many cameras, Quan lizhang continued to speak: "I would like to thank every citizen for his unremitting devotion to the country at such a critical time. It is because of you that our country can be rich and strong. "

Quan lizhang bowed deeply. To the people on the spot and the people in front of the TV, all in all, trick is enough.

When he saluted, of course, the people would return the salute. Time passed for a long time.

At this time, a man hurried to hand over a report to Quan lizhang: "old Sir, this is the data that the real name of the people on the Internet voted for Mr. Quan Dongming as president."

When Quan lizhang opened the data table and saw the data in the data table, he nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Quan Dongming on his side: "Dongming, not only every representative on the scene hopes that you can succeed to the presidency, but also the online real name voting statistics just collected, 80% of the people who support you. What reason do you have to refuse when the people expect so much of you? "

Quan Dongming looks very embarrassed, shakes his fist, hesitates and says: "uncle, it's not that I don't want to, but that I"

among the people's delegations under the stage, someone immediately takes the lead in heckling: "Mr. Dongming, the president is none other than you, please don't refuse."

These plays were rehearsed in advance by them. One person raised a ruckus, but in fact, people naturally responded one after another. It was the common election of the people of the whole country to create a false impression that Quan Dongming would succeed as president.

Just now, as the constitution of power also said, it is said that a country cannot be left without a master in one day. Quan Nanzhai was killed. The most urgent task is to elect a new president to stabilize the overall situation.

As soon as Quan Nanzhai is in trouble, Quan Dongming is the most senior of the younger generation of Quan family and the most likely candidate to succeed the president.

At this time, it may be the best time in history to recommend Quan Dongming. Neither Quan lizhang nor Su wanqin around him, nor Quan Dongming would like to miss this opportunity.

"Mr. Dongming, the president is none other than you. Please stand up and preside over the overall situation. Don't refuse."

All the people cried out in unison, their voices were loud and loud.

Just when these voices were loud, Quan lizhang leaned over to Quan's ear and said softly, "Dong Ming, no one can stop you from sitting as president now. Boy, work hard. The future is yours. "

Quan Dongming smiled and nodded: "my uncle, don't worry, this world is mine, that is yours."

As Quan Dongming said, Quan lizhang expressed his satisfaction, but still regretted: "well, if only my son could be half filial to you."

Thinking of his own son, Quan lizhang is somewhat sad and regretful.

Especially when he is a very old man, he is more afraid of losing power than losing his son.

Therefore, on the balance of power and kinship, the inner heart of the establishment of power leans to power, and it automatically gives up kinship.

He added: "when you sit in that position, what you want at that time, let alone that little girl of the Qin family, even if you want a hundred little girls like that, what's the difficulty?"

"Qin family little girl? Uncle, do you think I want that little girl of the Qin family? " Quan Dongming chuckled. He really thought that he liked the little girl of the Qin family.

In his mind, power is more important than anything else. What does Qin leran's little girl count?

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sp; Quan Dongming admits that the little girl of Qin family is very good, has a good figure and looks good. She has the same number of conditions as a beautiful woman, even more than she has ever had.

But is he going to like her just because she is so beautiful?

Maybe, he likes her, but he doesn't like her because she is excellent and beautiful, just because she is the woman that Quan Nanzhai likes.

As long as it's Quan Nanzhai's things, he wants them all and wants them back, just as Quan Nanzhai's mother robbed everything that belonged to his mother.

Or maybe he wants that little girl because she has the huge Shengtian group and the business genius Qin Yue behind her.

After he took the office of president of state a, if he could get the little girl and the support of Sheng Tian, Qin Yue, he would not worry about making state a prosperous.

People are still shouting, and even the audience in front of the TV is shouting. At this moment, the whole nation is looking forward to it, hoping that Quan Dongming will nod his head.

Finally, Quan Dongming slowly raised his hand and waved it to show everyone to be quiet. When the scene was so quiet that the gasp could become a noise, Quan Dongming opened his mouth and said: "since you are so confident in me, then I have no reason to refuse. As long as my people need me, I will do my best to serve them in the future. "

Su wanqin, standing beside Quan lizhang, quietly looks at Quan Dongming. She raises her lips slightly and smiles.

After thirty years of forbearance, she finally got everything done today, so that she could take a good breath.

The dead woman and her dead son can no longer stand in the way of their mother and son.

Ha ha -

thinking of the dead woman, Su wanqin was so happy and relieved of her hatred. When the woman entered the door of the power house, she could not be looked at.

But in the end?

In the end, the dead woman's bones are rotten, but she lives well, watching her son ascend the highest power throne of a country.

"Son"

Su wanqin silently called the man, the son who had been sent to someone else's house since birth and had lived for more than 20 years but never had a Jiao in her arms.

In those days, if it wasn't for that woman who robbed everything that belonged to her, how could she have lived such a nameless life for thirty years.

Not only does he have no name or share, but even his flesh and bones are separated. When he met before, Quan Dongming didn't know that she was his real mother.

After that, she didn't have to wait any longer. She could finally recognize her son, and finally let her call her mother.

"Who gave you the courage to spread rumors and upset the people?"

All of a sudden, a cold and familiar voice came, which forced Su wanqin back to reality.

She looked back and saw that Quan Nan Zhai was coming with elegant steps.

"Quan Nanzhai?"

At the same time, many mouths at the scene shouted these three words, all eyes wide, looking at the tall figure who came to them.

Is it really Quan Nanzhai?

Why didn't he die?

What's the matter?

Many people at the scene have a big question mark on their faces at the same time. /p