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Xiaojie was sitting in front of Park Xinyan, his breath was not strong, and he was injured a lot, but his smile made Park Xinyan feel warm when he saw it.

This is an absolute warm man, far more comfortable than those warm men on TV.

"You go down first." Park Shin-yeon said to the assistant beside her.

"Yes!"

The assistant nodded, turned and exited the cell, then closed the door again.

"I don't have much time." Park Xinyan looked at her watch and said, "So I make a long story short, you won't be in any danger to your life for the time being, your boss will let you wait for him with peace of mind, no matter what happens, you must live." ”

Xiaojie glanced at Park Xinyan, nodded, opened his mouth and said, "Okay." ”

His voice was a little dry, but not unpleasant.

"Hmm!" Park Shin-yeon answered, then turned to leave.

The main purpose of her coming is to confirm Xiaojie's situation, and Zhao Chunliang will naturally do the rest.

In fact, Park Xinyan is a little curious, what Zhao Chunliang will do, you know, rescuing Xiaojie is not a trivial matter that can be done by talking.

The Presidential Palace of the Kimchi Country.

Zhao Chunliang and Su Aman stood outside the presidential palace for less than a minute, and guards came to them with guns.

"I would like to be able to meet Mr. President." Zhao Chunliang said something that made the guards think he was crazy, if the president is so easy to see, is it still called the president?

Su Aman stood behind Zhao Chunliang, but felt that it was natural for Zhao Chunliang to say such a sentence.

"Sir, this is a cordoned off zone, I hope you don't stand here." The guard said solemnly.

"I would like to be able to meet Mr. President, and I think Mr. President will be willing to meet me." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile.

The guard frowned slightly, wanting to scold Zhao Chunliang, but for some reason, he felt that there was a faint pressure on Zhao Chunliang's body, which made it a little difficult for him to speak.

Just then, a man in a black suit walked by.

"What's going on?" The man asked.

"This man wants to see Mr. President." The guard said.

"Now?" The man in the black suit was stunned for a moment, and then frowned and looked at Zhao Chunliang.

You know, it's early in the morning, and even if the representatives of other countries in Kimchi Country want to meet the president, they don't see at this time, because the president must be sleeping at this time.

However, the president was not sleeping at this time today, and the death of Jung Jae-ho shocked the entire Kimchi country political scene, and the president had already gotten up and was discussing the matter with some people in the cabinet.

"Yes, now." Zhao Chunliang nodded.

"You are..."The man in the black suit was an agent of the Blue House, and he frowned and looked at Zhao Chunliang, feeling that Zhao Chunliang was a little familiar.

After a few seconds, his eyes widened and he said, "You're... Zhao Wangjue! ”

Zhao Chunliang is external, the highest status is the prince, so for the person in front of him to call him the prince, Zhao Chunliang is also happy to accept, he nodded with a smile, and said, "Can I meet Mr. President now?" ”

"Please wait." The agent saw Zhao Chunliang coming, and although he had long white hair that he had never seen before, he still attached great importance to it and hurriedly contacted the people in the presidential palace.

Su Aman stood behind Zhao Chunliang, holding a black umbrella, curiously looking at everything around him.

For him, who is only a teenager this year, although he has seen a lot of things in Samba Country, everything in front of him still makes him full of curiosity.

The rain fell quietly, and Zhao Chunliang stood quietly.

It didn't take long for a group of heavily armed guards to march out of the presidential palace.

A middle-aged man walked among the guards and walked quickly towards Zhao Chunliang.

Zhao Chunliang noticed that this person did not bring an umbrella.

Seeing this person's actions, Zhao Chunliang smiled, and then took the initiative to walk up.

"Zhao Wangjue." The middle-aged man took the initiative to stretch out his hand three meters away from Zhao Chunliang, and said as he walked, "Hello, hello, I didn't know you were coming, and I missed the distance." ”

"I just happened to be passing by Kimchi Country, thinking that I was going to visit Mr. President, so I came over by myself, I'm really sorry for the interruption." Zhao Chunliang smiled and shook hands with the other party.

"My name is Kim Quanzhong, and I am the director of the Secretariat of the Presidential Office." The middle-aged man briefly introduced his identity, and then said, "Mr. President knows that you are coming, and he is already waiting for you in the meeting room." ”

"Trouble!" Zhao Chunliang nodded and walked into the presidential palace with Jin Quanzhong.

Is it so easy to meet the president of a country?

Not really, but now Zhao Chunliang's identity is transcendent, in addition to the identity of the prince, he is also the top figure of the elite class in Shenzhou, and he is the vice president of the mercenary association, multiple identities, so that Zhao Chunliang's weight is definitely not lower than that of the head of any country, of course, even so, it is extremely difficult for Zhao Chunliang to meet the president of the kimchi country in the early hours of the morning, however, based on what happened before, Zhao Chunliang's early morning visit is likely to be related to the incident that happened in the early morning. That's why the president of Kimchi Country agreed to meet Zhao Chunliang.

After going through some security checks, Zhao Chunliang entered the living room of the presidential palace for the first time.

This is the place where the president of the kimchi country receives the dignitaries of other countries, and it is very grand.

In addition to Kwon Zhirui, the president of Kimchi Country, there is also a group of cabinet ministers in the living room.

This group of people doesn't seem to have much of a good impression of Zhao Chunliang, looking at Zhao Chunliang's eyes is not very friendly, thinking that they should have learned Xiaojie's identity through some channels, after all, Xiaojie's identity is not a confidential thing.

"Mr. Zhao, I have admired the name for a long time!" Quan Zhirui stood in the living room and said to Zhao Chunliang very politely.

"Hello, Mr. President." Zhao Chunliang smiled humbly and said, "I'm really sorry to disturb you at this time." ”

"It's also my honor to be able to meet the legendary Mr. Zhao, so I didn't bother, please take a seat." Quan Zhirui said with a smile.

"Thank you." Zhao Chunliang nodded, sat down on the sofa, and said to the cabinet ministers present, "Everyone, good morning. ”

"Mr. Zhao came to visit our President at this time, I want to come because of the incident that happened before, right?" An old man with a white beard squinted at Zhao Chunliang and asked.

Zhao Chunliang didn't pay attention to the other party's words, but looked at Quan Zhirui and said, "Mr. President is still busy with government affairs at this time, he is really diligent in serving the people!" ”

"This is what every servant of the people should do." Quan Zhirui nodded, and then said, "Mr. Zhao, we have some more important things, so I won't be polite with you, if you have anything, please explain it to me directly." ”

"I want a few people." Zhao Chunliang said bluntly.

"Oh?" Quan Zhirui was a little surprised by Zhao Chunliang's directness, you must know that the negotiations between politicians and politicians are all imaginary, and it is rare to express their demands as soon as they come up, which is a little too naïve and without a city.

"Just an hour ago, some of my subordinates had some misunderstandings with your country, and I hope that Mr. President, for the sake of my face, will let those people go." Zhao Chunliang said.

His words were more straightforward than what he had just said, and the white-bearded old man immediately said loudly, "Mr. Zhao, as soon as you come to us, you want people, you can't help but take our kimchi country in your eyes, right?" ”

"Mr. President, I am talking to you about this matter with great sincerity." Zhao Chunliang ignored the old man, looked at Quan Zhirui and said, "I can guarantee with my personality and reputation, my subordinates have nothing to do with the death of Mr. Zheng Jaehe, about the death of Mr. Zheng Jaehe, I express great regret, this matter is someone is playing ghosts, the purpose is to destroy the relationship between me and your country, Mr. President should not be difficult to see." ”

"This..."Quan Zhirui frowned and said, "Since Mr. Zhao has said it so clearly, then I can only say it clearly, the cause of Mr. Zheng Jaehe's death has been ascertained so far, he was shattered by the huge shock wave and died, and according to the situation at the scene, Mr. Zhao, your subordinates used directional blasting explosives, according to our calculations, the shock wave generated by the explosion of directional blasting explosives is enough to destroy Mr. Zheng Jaehe's internal organs." What happened in the early hours of this morning was an extremely serious, vicious and violent attack, and I don't want this to have anything to do with any of my friends, Mr. Zhao, you should know what I mean. ”

Zhao Chunliang raised his eyebrows slightly, this Quan Zhirui's meaning is obvious, he doesn't want Zheng Zaihe's matter to be related to Zhao Chunliang, in other words, Quan Zhirui is kind to Zhao Chunliang, if he has malicious intentions towards Zhao Chunliang, then I wish Zhao Chunliang would be involved in this matter, and then there would be an excuse to attack Zhao Chunliang.

"Mr. President!" Several cabinet ministers standing on the side were a little surprised by Kwon Zhirui's attitude.

Quan Zhirui shook his head quietly, and the people decisively closed their mouths.

"That's my men." Zhao Chunliang said, "No matter what, he is doing things for me, in this case, any difficulties he encounters, I have the obligation to help him face them, I came here today, I don't think that relying on my mouth alone, you can order them to be released, I hope Mr. President, can give me a little time, and some promises, I will solve this matter perfectly, when the time comes, Mr. President wants to see the results, I will personally hand over to Mr. President." ”

"Oh?" Quan Zhirui squinted his eyes and said, "Mr. Zhao, what are you going to do?" ”

"I'll send the murderer to you." Zhao Chunliang said, "The real murderer of Jung Jae-ho. ”

Quan Zhirui frowned.

After a long time, Quan Zhirui raised a finger and said, "I'll give you a day." A day later, the event will be made public. ”

"Thank you." Zhao Chunliang arched his hand.