The wind outside the window blew in, lifting the top layer of his black hair, revealing the gray years.

Sister Mei was already kneeling on the ground. When she looked up and saw the strands of white hair deliberately disguised by the old president, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. "

If I could be twenty years younger, there would be absolutely no room for Ling Mofeng to speak today. "The old president also felt emotional, with no hatred or desire, only unwillingness to the years.

Sister Mei didn't speak, but her breathing quickened. "

One month... is too short, nothing can change, the position of Mr. Vice President, I want to help my little nephew to sit on it, what do you think? "The old president's eyes are more old."

your nephew? Mu Weicheng, the leader of the northern army? "Sister Mei couldn't believe it.

"Yes, as long as Ling Mofeng agrees to my condition, I am willing to give up competing with him." The old president stretched out his hand and pulled the clock hand forward, his voice was much older. "

But he... doesn't he seem to want to be with you? "Sister Mei had a surprised expression on her face.

Mu Weicheng is the youngest son of the old president's younger brother. He is only 27 years old. He is a down-to-earth man. Moreover, his most famous incident was that at a political meeting, he refuted the old president's decision on the spot, and put down his cruel words. A military genius, because of his research on combat plans, is of great help to state affairs.

Everyone felt that he was very arrogant, and he dared to refute even his own uncle's face, which showed how arrogant he was. The old president laughed lightly: "At that time, he was young and didn't understand the charm of power. If he was allowed to sit in the position of vice president for a few days, he would understand how wonderful it is to control power. Feng Shui turns, ten years in the East and ten years in the West. It doesn't matter if I lose. Ling Mofeng will also lose. One day my descendants will be able to avenge me. Even if I have fallen into the loess, my descendants will still be able to tell me in dreams, and I will also comfort me."

Sister Mei was speechless for a moment, and felt that the old man in front of her was crazy. "

Mr. President, with all due respect, I think it is impossible for Ling Mofeng to discuss this condition with you. Not only will he not discuss it, but he will also collect all the evidence and send you to the place where you should be. Maybe in the near future, we will meet there again. "Sister Mei was terrified. Does the old president lose all his fighting power? Does it mean that the big tree she relied on fell down, and she may be fatally exposed to the sun at any time?

The president's eyes were a little more confused, and he looked up at the sky outside the window: "The loser is not qualified to choose where to go. Maybe I am really old, maybe I am really greedy. When I was elected successfully, I swore an oath to the national flag in front of so many colleagues. Now that I think about it, those oaths are like a mountain pressing on my heart, reminding me of the crimes I committed all the time."

Mr. President, you... are you going to give up on us? "Sister Mei was shocked to the extreme, and even a little angry. After doing so many things and laying a road, Mu Weicheng went straight to Qingyun. They are all his cornerstones. If this is the case, Sister Mei will not be reconciled, and she will not be reconciled to death."

I gave up on you? No, it�s your own lack of ability. Our relationship is like a pyramid. I stand at the top, and you are my cornerstones. I trust you, but what about you? One failure after another, one more incompetent than the other, caused the cornerstone to hang in the air. I was the one who fell from the highest place, and it was me who suffered the most, and I was the one who suffered the most. "The old president seemed to have calmed down, and there was no resentment in what he said, only pain. May

The elder sister's breathing was stagnant, and her ordinary face became distorted and ferocious. She stood up from the ground angrily: "Who promised me back then, as long as I help you deal with this mess, you will promise me a high official and rich salary. Have you forgotten what you promised me? I abandoned everything, betrayed my faith and followed you, and now you say I will quit. Where do you want us to go?"

"Amei, many people told me that you have a mental illness. I didn't believe it before, but now I seem to believe it. Would you like to see a doctor and calm yourself down first?" Mr. President smiled at her, but it was full of sarcasm.

"You...you can't treat me like this, you can't." Sister Mei was so angry that she stepped back step by step, her face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth.

"The only way you can save yourself now is to help me, help me push my nephew to the position of vice president. I can bear all the responsibilities. If you are charged with being coerced by me, you will be punished lightly." The old president turned cold and continued to put forward his conditions.

"How can I help? Does your nephew listen to you? He would rather be stationed in the wilderness of the North District than come here to work with you. His ambition is not in politics. He is just a military strategist. It doesn't make sense for you to persecute him like this." Sister Mei thinks that Mu Weicheng will return to the center of power to fight, and people don't even bother. "

I have a way to get him back, you just have to promise me that on election day, you will vote for him. "The old president said with a cold face.

"Okay, I'll help you, but you have to help me too. Otherwise, I'll reveal everything about you. I know a lot. By the way, you can't kill me. If I'm dead, all the evidence will be exposed. Only if I'm alive can I keep all these secrets." Sister Mei said angrily, then turned around and left. Bubbles, and the possibility of drowning yourself, suffocating yourself.

The old president sighed, and stretched out his hand to cover his chest. There, the doctor advised him to get a stent immediately, otherwise, he might not wake up at any time. old

The president took two breaths of air forcefully. If he were to become a patient who could only lie in bed or sit in a wheelchair every day, he would rather never wake up. Can

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For the younger generation of family aspiring people, the only thing he values ??most is his little nephew Mu Weicheng. "After planning for so long, in the end, I lost to fate. Even if I am not reconciled, I have to accept fate." The reason why the old president suddenly lost his fighting power was not because he suddenly saw the truth and understood life, but because his body was already aging. The continuous months of suffering had caused his heart attack to become severe. He was already powerless and could only admit defeat willingly.

Sister Mei ran downstairs in one breath and sat in the car, trembling all over. She hated to scold, but she couldn't. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry.

She gritted her teeth in resentment. Since the matter has reached this point, she can't escape, then she should have revenge and revenge. Whoever offends her, she has a steelyard in her heart and always remembers it.

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