Chapter 430: Alluring Marriage and Love, Inseparable for Life 8: In the old days, they have changed

Five years later.

The lengthy meeting lasted from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. with no breaks, no lunch or dinner, and no one could leave the meeting room because several amendments had not been finalized.

The man sitting in the chairman's seat had clear outlines and cold lines. He leaned back on the chair and his gloomy eyes dropped. Even if he didn't look at the people present, the air-conditioning surrounding him was enough to shock the entire audience.

At 10:52 in the evening, another political official fell down and was rushed to the emergency room. This was already the third one. The political officials present could not help but wipe the sweat from their foreheads with tissues.

My back was soaked with sweat.

Finally, unable to resist the pressure, they all raised their hands to agree to the establishment of the amendment.

Everyone can see your determination on these amendments. If they insist on opposing again and again, I'm afraid they will all fall here tonight. You are young and can hold on. Old guys like them can't. They have delicacies all year round.

, Indulging the body has already broken down the body. If you sit here, not many people will be able to walk out of the conference room unharmed tomorrow.

They have seen the iron-blooded tactics of their new president. No matter how hard they persist, they still cannot suppress him.

What's more, there is a vice president to help.

Wearing a white professional suit, long hair tied up, and delicate facial features and contours, she could make a country fall if she didn't smile. However, not only did she not smile, she was as cold as ice. From the beginning to the end of the meeting, there was almost no expression on her delicate face. At this moment

Confirming the passage of the amendment, her beautiful thin lips were tinged with a faint smile, "Thank you for your hard work today, the amendment was successfully passed. I believe that the people in the future will be very grateful for your contribution to them today."

He paused for a moment, then turned to the people standing aside and said, "Arrange for someone to send all the political officials back."

Jiang Chongjian nodded with a slight smile: "Yes, Your Excellency."

People in the conference room walked out one after another. Some of them were in poor health and even supported each other. Their legs were shaking after sitting for too long and being hungry for too long.

There were only two of them left in the entire conference room. She glanced at his deserted face and said, "The amendment was successfully passed. You don't seem too happy!"

Long Lifei looked at her sideways, his eyes dark, his frown slightly relieved, and he said in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work."

Long Ziqi stood up while sorting out the information in his hand and said: "That's where the responsibility lies."

When I turned around to leave, I accidentally bumped into the foot of the stool. I frowned in pain. I couldn't stand firmly on my high heels. The information was scattered on the floor, and I was about to fall to the ground.

Long Lifei stood up quickly, quickly grabbed her arm with quick eyes and hands, pulled her into his arms and leaned against him, frowning: "Are you okay?"

The politicians had not rested or eaten for a long time. Long Ziqi and Long Lifei stayed with them, so she had to hold on until now.

"It's okay!" Long Ziqi moved his feet slightly, left his arms, and bent down to pick up the information scattered on the floor.

Long Lifei held her arm to stop him, looked at her with black eyes, and said two words: "I'll do it."

Long Ziqi stood there and saw him bending down to pick up the information one by one from the ground, sorting it out and handing it to him.

"Thanks!"

Long Lifei said nothing. He looked at the figure who was about to come in at the door and pursed his thin lips: "Chongjian, you and Su will send Yan'er back together."

He always calls her by her nickname when no one else is around, but he no longer does everything for her personally.

She doesn't need it anymore.

"Aren't you going back?" Long Ziqi raised his eyebrows slightly and imperceptibly.

"There are still some things to deal with. You go back and rest first." He looked into her eyes, which were always full of love and concern.

Long Ziqi was silent for a few seconds and nodded, "You are not in good health. Don't work too hard. Remember to rest."

He nodded in agreement.

Long Ziqi walked out of the conference room first, followed by Chong Jian and Su with strange eyes.

Su Jiu's eyes were weird because she still didn't understand what kind of relationship there was between Long Lifei and Long Ziqi!

They don't look alike when it comes to being brothers and sisters, and even less so when they say they are lovers, but when it comes to the relationship of friends or superiors and subordinates, their care and concern for each other far exceeds that level of relationship.

What two strange people!

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On the way back, we passed an avenue of cherry blossoms. The pink cherry blossoms were in full bloom on the branches. Under the rendering of the street lights, the hazy and beautiful scene looked like something that could only appear in a movie lens.

Su, the co-pilot, couldn't help but sigh: "The cherry blossoms are blooming so beautifully. It makes me want to fall in love..."

Long Ziqi, who was sitting in the back seat, had been resting with his eyes closed. When he heard Su Jiu's voice, he suddenly opened his eyes slowly and saw the beautiful scenery outside the car window. The emotions in his eyes were fleeting.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed. She has transformed from a little girl who had just returned to China with still a greenish air to today's vice president. She is cold, tough, and decisive, making many people hate the three words "Long Ziqi"

Full of fear and apprehension.

A lot has happened in the past five years, so much that she seemed to have gone from young to old all at once.

Su turned to look at her, "Sir, don't you want to fall in love?"

In five years, Song Jing became Su Jiu, Long Lifei became the president, and she became the vice president. She withdrew her eyes and uttered two words with thin lips: "I don't want to!"

Su curled his lips, with a look of regret on his face: "Such a beautiful cherry blossom bloomed in vain, why don't you have the urge to fall in love? Woman... If you don't fall in love, you will grow old easily, isn't it all about love?

Women are the most beautiful..."

Su was in the passenger seat showing off his Cancer power, and the driver almost collapsed when he heard it. Long Ziqi in the back seat looked cold and lowered his eyes, his thoughts drifting far away unknowingly...

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Jiang Chongjian escorted Long Ziqi back to Mingzheng Residence. When he came back, Long Lifei was standing at the window, the cigarette in his hand dimmed into a halo.

He went straight over, took the cigarette butt from Long Lifei's fingertips, and crushed it in the ashtray.

"If you know your lungs are not good, don't smoke."

Long Lifei's thin lips curled up slightly, self-mockery looming, "I can't die."

He cannot die, he must live well, support this country, and protect Yan'er and the people he wants to protect.

If you die, you can't do anything.

Jiang Chongjian looked at his lonely back, feeling happy but desolate. However, in five years, the cold, wise, and even impulsive young man had been polished into a restrained, calm, and silent man than before.

Time is ruthless, at least for Long Lifei.

"I just received a call from Dr. Chu. Your father's high fever has gone away. Your mother has been watching over him for 24 hours without sleeping. It's quite peaceful in the United States now."

Long Lifei nodded, turned around, walked back to the chair and sat down, "Don't spread the news over there, lest they worry."

Chong Jian nodded, her eyes locked on his furrowed eyebrows, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "You'd better rest more, the vice president and I will handle the rest."

Long Lifei's silent eyebrows were cold, and he suddenly asked him: "Do you know how old Yan'er is this year?"

There was a hint of confusion in Chong Jian's eyes. No one knew better than Long Lifei how old Yan'er was. She didn't know why he suddenly asked like this, but he answered honestly, "23 years old."

"23....23...." Long Lifei recited it several times in a low voice, and then asked: "How many eight years can a woman last?"

At the age of 15, they went to the United States together. At the age of 18, she returned to China to join politics. In five years, she transformed from a cabinet member to a vice president, unparalleled in the world.

Chongjian was silent.

Other girls have not yet graduated from college at the age of 23, enjoying the warmth of family, the company of friends, and the beauty of love, but they have no love at all. She has experienced several changes, and the people she deals with most every day are those whose stomachs and intestines are full of pain.

He is a politician who has many twists and turns. He is cautious and nervous at all times. He has learned how to laugh and socialize hypocritically, and he has also learned the conspiracy and calculation of intrigues!

"Chongjian, if one day I am no longer here, you must take good care of Yan'er for me!"

Jiang Chongjian frowned, "Why are you talking about this properly?"

Long Lifei pulled his lips and chuckled: "It's nothing. I suddenly feel that I wouldn't trust anyone else except you if I leave Yan'er to you!"

Jiang Chongjian is now the Secretary-General of the Presidential Palace, and is also Long Lifei's best friend, the only person he can trust. In the past five years, Chongjian has been following them conscientiously, working hard, and has never compromised his feelings for Yan'er.

He escaped, but everyone saw that Chongjian was really protecting Yan'er.

There was a trace of sadness on Chong Jian's face, and she smiled with her thin lips, "I said, unless one day Yan'er is willing, I will only be her brother in this life!"

Long Lifei remained silent. None of them wanted to hurt Yan'er, nor did they want to force Yan'er, but they couldn't bear to watch Yan'er's best years being spent in this dirty political arena.

If only three years ago, he hadn't been comatose for three months, if only he could wake up early... it would be great.

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Everything will change in this world, but the one thing that remains unchanged is time, which is always galloping forward ruthlessly without knowing any pause.

In the blink of an eye, summer is over.

At the end of September, the sky was high and the air was crisp, without the heat of summer. The green leaves turned golden at some point, and pieces fell to the ground.

In the evening, the background of the Presidential Palace is the setting sun, as if it is bathed in firelight.

After the meeting with the think tank, Long Lifei sat on a chair in the deserted office and couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his brows to relieve fatigue.

There are too many things going on recently, and I sleep less than 4 hours on average every day. I spend most of my daily life in the Presidential Palace. I can’t remember how long it has been since I returned to Mingzhengju.

This situation will continue...

The phone was buzzing, and he glanced sideways at the flashing words, like a spring breeze blowing between his brows, and answered the call the next second: "Hello..."

"Sorry, I've been too busy recently, so I might not be able to go. I'll ask someone to send you a gift, okay... I will! You have to take care of yourself too!"

After a brief chat, his tired expression eased slightly. He put down his phone and scanned his schedule. It was so full that he couldn't spare any time.

Feifei's birthday will be in one week. I originally wanted to spend her birthday with her, but now it seems I can't make it...
To be continued...