Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

The father and son stalemate for a while.

Yan's father said in a deep voice: "We must find time to meet up. You can arrange it. Cultivate and develop relationships with girls."

A trace of slight contempt flashed across Yan Sheng's cold eyes.

Another political marriage.

His eyelashes drooped, and his voice was indifferent: "Sorry, the president's time is limited. If you want to see me, please ask that lady to make an appointment."

Yan Sheng raised his eyes.

The light in the amber eyes was unclear.

He glanced coldly at the angry father Yan.

Raise your hand.

He casually tugged on his tie.

He took off the suit jacket casually, revealing the snow-white shirt underneath.

Yan Sheng casually held the coat in his hand, and went upstairs without saying a word.

Yan Sheng, 27 years old.

The youngest president of country Z.

Acting decisively, extremely smart.

It's a political myth.

The current president is not only talented, but also looks far beyond the stars of the entertainment industry.

In the past, everyone watched TV dramas.

Now, they are all watching the news on time by the TV series.

Just waiting to see the camera of the President.

Even if it is only a few seconds, it can make people excited for a long time.

Ever since Yan Sheng was elected president.

The daily news broadcast has actually become the program with the highest ratings.

Almost all kinds of entertainment topics revolve around this young president.

Yan Sheng's strength was recognized by Yan's father.

but.

In this circle, marriage can always stand more stable.

What's more, he asked about it.

The child from the Feng family is a perfect match for Yan Sheng, no matter in appearance or self-cultivation.

Although the age is a little younger, not yet the marriageable age.

But not in a hurry.

You can cultivate feelings first.

It is not too late to get married when you reach the legal age of marriage.

It's just that kid Yan Sheng...

Father Yan sighed.

Over the years, he has become more and more indifferent to him.

Still... can't let go of the past.

Father Yan sat in the living room for a while.

He took out his phone and made another call.

We still have to see each other.

If you meet, you still don't like it.

If you can't be a husband and wife, you can still be a younger sister.

…

the next day.

Feng Qian went downstairs to have breakfast.

The housekeeper said caringly at the side: "Miss, your enrollment procedures have been completed, and you can enroll today."

"Also." The butler continued after a pause for a few seconds: "Tonight, Tisha Restaurant, you have an appointment."

Feng Qian frowned.

"Dating?"

The housekeeper nodded: "Yes, Miss."

He explained: "Your appointment is Mr. President."

Feng Qian blinked.

Suddenly, I thought of the Weibo headlines I saw in the party room that day.

Is it the president with a lot of wife fans?

Well done, why have an appointment with her.

Feng Qian drank the porridge with downcast eyes.

It's not hard to guess.

Probably a political marriage.

after all.

The original owner's father was a former president.

Whether it is in the political circles or in the hearts of the people, it occupies a lofty position.

Become in-laws with the former president.

Obviously, it couldn't be a better choice.

Feng Qian didn't take it to heart either.

The other party is the president, so this appointment is not easy to push.

When the time comes, just deal with it casually.

After breakfast, Feng Qian got in the car and went to school.

The girl is bored and swipes her phone in the car.

After a pause, he searched for the word president.

The interface on the mobile phone immediately popped up tens of thousands of search results.

The president's private information cannot be exposed.

The content found is also very short.

Just introduced the glorious deeds of the man.

Feng Qian silently looked at the man's name.

Yan Sheng.

The girl continued to swipe the screen, and there were some interview videos or news programs where the president appeared.

Feng Qian paused with his fingertips, and tapped one more lightly.

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