1922. Chapter 1922 The truth about Shengsheng's departure 5
"Eldest brother can't help it." Nan Bohao retorted, glancing at Chen Xing, "Send Sheng Sheng away. The person who feels the most uncomfortable is my eldest brother. We can all lose our temper and complain about eldest brother, but he can't complain.
Who, please don’t hold all the pain in your stomach, Chenxing, please don’t get angry with your elder brother because of this matter?”
Nan Baihao is most afraid of being cut to pieces by Gu Shaocheng, so he tried his best to lobby Chenxing: "In the past two years, most of the things that eldest brother has done are for one goal, which is to break into the American aristocratic circle. Not only must he gain a firm foothold, but also
He wants to stand out and establish relationships with those politicians, businessmen, and aristocratic families. The purpose is to become the president of the Skull and Bones Society, so that he will have the opportunity to come into contact with the management of the Skull and Bones Society. Even if the Holy Saint is sent away, he will still be under his control.
Under the wings.”
"Who would have known that the election of the president was postponed for a while before Shengsheng was taken away. If the time had been calculated well and the deadline had not expired until the eldest brother became the president, Shengsheng would not have been allowed to leave like now.
It’s been a month and I’m completely helpless!”
"However, Chenxing, you have to have confidence in your eldest brother. There are still more than ten days to elect a new president. For this president, eldest brother is bound to win. When eldest brother becomes the president and participates in the internal management of the Skull and Bones Society, Shengsheng
In fact, he is still under the management of the eldest brother, and no one can bully him. Now is the critical period of the election. The eldest brother has been wandering around among the various families recently, just to attract electoral votes. You can't do it at this critical moment.
Excuse me, brother, do you understand?"
"Even if you are unhappy, when you wait until your eldest brother becomes the president, you will punish him by kneeling down for instant noodles without even saying a word. I will also say that he deserves it!" Nan Baihao walked up to Chenxing: "Everything I said is true.
Yes, just pretend you don’t know and don’t cause trouble to Big Brother, do you understand? Big Brother has never asked anyone for help in these years, but because of this incident, he will lower his profile and do things he doesn’t want to do. He is really trying his best.
To make amends, we all have to believe in him."
Chenxing remained silent and walked out of Nan's house. He was absentmindedly walking on the road alone, looking at the plants and trees on the roadside. As he looked at it, he thought that he often walked on this road holding Shengsheng's hand.
"Chenxing, what are you doing?" Gu Shaocheng was not busy at the moment, so he called.
Chenxing was silent for a long time, then she put away her anger and resentment, tilted her head and let herself roll back. She said, "Well, Shaocheng, I'm taking a walk, how about you?"
"Rest in the hotel." Gu Shaocheng opened the window of the hotel room, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the northern sky: "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Fortunately, Zunzun wet the bed again. I was thinking about buying waterproof sheets." Chenxing muttered trivial matters.
Gu Shaocheng thought of something funny and laughed on the other end of the phone.
Chenxing suppressed his true emotions and asked: "Why are you laughing?"
"Oh, I suddenly remembered that when I was laughing, a certain girl also liked to wet the bed. My driver had a headache because of this. Sure enough, the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked."
Chenxing couldn't help but snorted twice: "It's normal for people to wet the bed when they were young. You must be a bedwetter too, why are you laughing at me?"
Gu Shaocheng raised his eyebrows high, imagining the days when he wet the bed. He decided that the scene was not aesthetically pleasing, so he changed the topic: "Do you miss me?"
"I don't want to." Chen Xing said, and then added: "I miss my son."