Chapter 809: The Presidential Palace is Not Peaceful
The next day, when Mu Qinghuan woke up, there was no one beside him.
However, today, President Gu's second day in office, should be very busy.
Mu Qinghuan changed into home clothes, washed up and walked out of the room.
When Mu Qinghuan walked into the hall, the servant who was busy stopped working.
In general, the presidential palace should be divided into two parts, one for the president's office and one for the residence.
Mu Qinghuan, as his wife, needs to tell the people in the presidential palace about Gu Huaiyuan's habits, so as to ensure his work.
"Madame, your breakfast is ready." A maid tip.
Mu Qinghuan followed her to the dining table.
The dining table was about eight meters long, and Mu Qinghuan really felt a little uncomfortable sitting at the dining table, but she didn't say anything.
Just when Mu Qinghuan was eating, Fang Chi came.
After Fang Chi came, Mu Qinghuan smiled and said, "Have you eaten?" ”
"Madame, don't say I really haven't eaten yet." Fang Chi was also not polite, and sat directly next to Mu Qinghuan.
Mu Qinghuan said to the person standing next to him, "Is there anything else to eat?" ”
"Of course, ma'am." And the servant went and brought something to eat.
Fang Chi began to say, "Your Excellency needs to preside over the first meeting of the Congress today, but I have already arranged for someone to remind him to eat on time. ”
Mu Qinghuan nodded, it was normal for Gu Huaiyuan to be busy, after all, the new official took office three times.
Fang Chi continued: "In addition, I have found a housekeeper for the Presidential Palace, I believe that I can help you manage the Presidential Palace, Madame." ”
Mu Qinghuan understood what Fang Chi meant.
At this time, the maid brought the meal to Fang Chi.
Fang Chi was also very excited, you must know that this is a meal from the Presidential Palace, and ordinary people can't eat it.
"Madam, there's something I don't know whether to say or not." At this time, the servant just spoke.
Mu Qinghuan ate casually and motioned for her.
The maid got Mu Qinghuan's permission and continued: "We have all done a good job in the Presidential Palace, and Steward Zhang has taken care of the Presidential Palace in an orderly manner over the years. ”
There is indeed a saying that once a son of heaven is a courtier, but Mu Qinghuan can't say that he can be replaced.
After the maid said this, Mu Qinghuan seemed cautious.
Mu Qinghuan stopped eating: "I just came to the Presidential Palace, and I am not familiar with it yet, there may be something that I can't do well, so you tell me directly now, I'm really happy, but Fang Chi is kind, I don't know who Steward Zhang is in your mouth, why don't you call him over and I'll talk to him." ”
"Madam, you're right, but Steward Zhang has caught a cold in the past few days, and it is estimated that he hasn't gotten up yet, so let's wait for him to get up and come to see Madame." The maid said with a smile.
This is a nice thing to say, but in the meaning of the servant's words, it seems to say, if you want to see someone, you can wait.
Mu Qinghuan put his eyes back on Fang Chi's body and began to talk to Fang Chi.
It seems that the former president left her a surprise, so she, the president's wife, should be busy.
Fang Chi and Mu Qinghuan glanced at each other, and they both understood what the other party was thinking.
After eating, Fang Chi accompanied Mu Qinghuan to talk in the living room, not in a hurry at all.
But also, the more at this time, the more anxious they are, the more they feel that Mu Qinghuan's city is not deep, so Mu Qinghuan's life in this presidential palace will not be easy in the future.