The four princes outside the door looked at each other, and the two girls in the door were also nervous.

Wan Chun unconsciously tightened her bag, she didn't expect it to be so easy for her to meet the president, those attendants had probably seen Miss Fourth before, and although they were surprised by her arrival, they didn't stop her. She and Zhou Xiang entered the presidential palace all the way unimpeded, and met the president unimpeded.

In her impression, her perception of the president is still stuck in a photo of a military uniform on the cover of a news newspaper she had seen in her previous life, with piercing eyebrows and pursed lips. Now I can see with my own eyes, I see that he has grown a thick beard, he is not wearing a military uniform, but simply wearing a black robe, he is a little more casual, but his expression is clearly more calm and solemn than the characters in the newspaper.

At the beginning, Zhang Zuoling was reported that the fourth lady of the Li family was here, and when she came to the presidential palace after going to the political hall, thinking that he had not seen the delicate little girl of the Li family for many years, he asked people to invite her in on a whim. Who knew that this girl was so bold, and as soon as they met, she said a lot of petitions, but she was not as cowardly as she was when she was a child.

At first, he suspected that this was the meaning of the Secretary of State of the Political Affairs Hall, but the person to be sent out replied that Wanchun did not go to the Political Affairs Hall, but came directly from Taiping Avenue to the Presidential Palace.

Fortunately, he is not a child's playful person, such thoughts are just fleeting, and after a seemingly long silence, Zhang Zuoling slowly sat down. He smiled at the two nervous little girls in front of him, "Do you want to drink something?" I still have some coffee here, and I don't like foreign stuff very much. I think you young people should like it. ”

He deliberately diverted the topic, and Zhou Xiang opened his mouth. was about to speak, but Wan Chun gently tugged at her sleeve underneath, and smiled briskly: "It is said that coffee tastes bitter, but I feel bitter." Is the president going to drink some? I'm pretty good at coffee, so why don't I make you a cup to try? ”

"Then there's Miss Laosi."

Zhang Zuoling smiled happily, and then rattled the bell and ordered someone to fetch the coffee machine and coffee cup.

The attendant went obediently, Zhang Jingtong stood outside to see him come out, and hurriedly grabbed him and asked, "What's going on inside?" ”

The attendant said, "The president told me to take the coffee machine and coffee cups." ”

What are you doing with these? Zhang Jingtong, as the fifth young master of the Zhang family, naturally knows his father's preferences. He was born in the army. Although he has been the president of the military government of the Republic of China over the years, he is only much more civilized in his dining habits, and he still has always rejected and despised Western-style catering, and he has been condemned for its gold and jade, expensive and inferior. But if the father is at home, the mother and the servants will never prepare coffee for him.

Who is bold enough to dare to brew coffee for his father?

Even though he is stubborn. However, in the face of his father, who has been admired since he was a child, he didn't dare to make a mistake. I was obviously very curious, so I could only stay outside and wait for the person to bring the coffee machine out.

Wan Chun said that she could make coffee, but it was not empty words. When coffee was not very popular in Shanghai, it was mostly attached to theaters or restaurants. Ordinary people can't drink it when they are idle. She also had to accompany Lu Jianhao to socialize, so she drank a few times in Shanghai Grand Park. At first, I did think that coffee tasted bitter. Wait until you look back and taste it, and it will really have an endless aftertaste. She's been in love with the taste ever since.

It's a pity that a woman, when she has nothing to do, can't always go to Shanghai Paradise every day to drink coffee, if you want to go elsewhere, you will inevitably order some western snacks as a foil, you have to spend several yuan of money, she is reluctant, so she came up with a way, bought coffee beans on the street, took it home and slowly grinded it with a small bowl, ground it into a fine coffee powder, used gauze to think about it, and then boiled it with water. She tried it more than a dozen times, until finally the coffee was no longer inferior to the taste of Grand Paradise. Even people like Lu Jianhao are full of praise for her coffee-making skills, and if a guest comes, they will specially order her to make a cup of coffee.

At present, the coffee machine in the presidential palace is much better than the bowl she uses, and the coffee beans are all ground.

Zhou Xiang saw her adding water and pouring coffee powder leisurely, as if her heart was scratching her heart with five claws, she was very anxious, and she couldn't help but ask her in a whisper around Wanchun: "Are you sure to convince the president, is this coffee useful, is the coffee you brewed delicious?" He almost asked her bluntly, is the president a person who can be bought with a cup of coffee?

Wan Chun made her ears buzz when she asked, she naturally knew what Zhou Xiang was anxious about, but it was useless for her to be anxious, and the president was not in a hurry. Not only is he not in a hurry, he just wants to make them anxious and let them retreat.

She couldn't do what he wanted.

"Okay, smell it, isn't it fragrant?" Wan Chun carefully handed the cup of coffee that had been brewed to Zhou Xiang.

Zhou Xiang reciprocated with a sneer: "Incense, it's so fragrant." ”

At this juncture, how is she in the mood to taste the taste of coffee with her? Gently pushing Wanchun's back, Zhou Xiang urged her again: "Since the coffee is brewed, let's go and serve it to the president, let him finish it quickly, and there are still important things to tell him." ”

"Got it, got it, you're really quick-tempered."

Wan Chun said a few strange words, took a colored porcelain saucer, slowly put the white porcelain coffee cup on the saucer, Fang held up the saucer with one hand, and walked out of the pantry with Zhou Xiang.

Zhang Zuoling happened to finish a phone call, and saw Wanchun wearing a white tweed coat, holding a colored porcelain tea saucer, and coming out with a cup of coffee, as if walking down from the picture of a lady.

With a smile on his face, he put aside the unpleasantness on the phone just now, sat down again, raised his hand and waved it lightly on the tip of his nose, and unconsciously praised: "It's really fragrant." ”

"Would you like to ask the president to enjoy the light and drink again?" Wan Chun put down the saucer, held the coffee cup in both hands and handed it to Zhang Zuoling.

Zhang Zuoling thanked him very kindly, took the coffee and tasted it, and couldn't help frowning his brows, and waved his hand fiercely: "Bitter!" Extremely bitter! I can't drink it! With that, he put the coffee cup on the table, and quickly picked up the crystal cup on the side and took a few sips of water.

Zhou Xiang sneered: "Coffee is already bitter, it would be better if you wanted to add sugar." ”

Wan Chun also said: "Yes, coffee is bitter, if it wants not to be bitter, just put some sugar." But what about the afflictions of the people of the world? What to put so that they are not bitter? ”

"Uh......" Zhou Xiang didn't expect her to be embarrassed at this time, and her smile couldn't help but freeze on her face.

Zhang Zuoling's hand holding the cup didn't stop in the air, looked at Wanchun's lips and teeth, and said: "Mr. President, we are not here to make trouble with you, in your eyes, maybe students are students, reading is serious, and political matters have nothing to do with them." But as the old saying goes, the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, not to mention the scholars of the whole country? They petition, for the benefit of the people and for themselves. Before the Qing Dynasty, it was the Ming Dynasty, before the Ming Dynasty, it was the Yuan, and before the Yuan Dynasty, it was the Song Dynasty. Yuan entered the Song Dynasty and destroyed 70 million Han Dynasty; Qing entered the Ming Dynasty, bloodbathed Jiangnan, Lingnan, slaughtered Jiangyin, slaughtered Kunshan, slaughtered Changshu, slaughtered Haining, turned to war and burned for 37 years, and destroyed 30 million Han Dynasty. Now that our Republic of China has finally won the world, and the people of the shelter side are happy, will we have to follow the footsteps of the Song and Ming dynasties in just over ten years? If the Japanese army enters the Kanto region, there will be 10,000 people in the three eastern provinces, and guess how many will be left in the end, Mr. President? ”

How many will be left? In the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, there were less than one-third of the Han people left, and if Japan entered the customs, there would be no one left......

The land he had worked so hard to protect would be left behind.

Just now, the Japanese side was embarrassed to call and want to make another deal with him, Manchurian and Mongolian can not be independent, but they will be divided into Japanese colonies. If he still had a little hesitation, he wouldn't agree to it anymore!

"You're right! Our land should not have been set foot by the Japanese. ”

Zhang Zuoling looked cold, and finally regained the sharpness and decisiveness of the battlefield, he put down the water glass, no longer said anything to Wanchun, just dialed out a phone and said: "Transfer me to Ichiro Sato." After a while, he added, "Mr. Sato, I have already answered your opinion, and we naturally welcome you to come for sightseeing and study, but if you want to divide our territory, I'm sorry, I can't agree to it." ”

On the other end of the phone, I don't know what Mr. Sato said, Zhang Zuoling's face became more and more unpleasant, but he still insisted: "We will not give you the right to the Manchurian-Mongolian railway...... I don't want to know what you are going to do...... I, Zhang Zuolin, have received the benefits of you Japanese, and only I will repay you with my own belongings, showing my wholehearted dedication. If you ask for anything else, as long as it is my own, I will not be stingy...... But the rights of the state Chinese the common property, and I will never be generous to others, and I must protect this property for Chinese and live up to their trust...... Well, if that's the case, then let's meet each other! ”

Syllable! The phone was violently slammed on the table.

Wan Chun and Zhou Xiang were shocked at the same time, and after waking up, Wan Chun realized and said, "Mr. President, isn't it...... We don't have to be slaves to the Japanese? ”

"That's nature! It's ridiculous that just a small place also wants to take away my Huaxia! ”

Zhang Zuoling made a loud noise, Wan Chun and Zhou Xiang couldn't help but cheer: "That's really good, long live the president, long live the president." ”

The two of them were also extremely happy, not beware of the coffee cup still sitting aside, this jump happened to touch the saucer under the coffee cup, and smashed a good cup to pieces.

The four princes outside were waiting anxiously, and when they heard the sound in the door, they were all pale when they were bluffed, Zhang Jingtong immediately pushed away the chief of the guard, rushed straight into the house, and shouted as soon as he pushed the door open: "Father, be merciful!" (To be continued.) )