Huo Weiting did not immediately walk over to sit down, but stepped forward and held his wife Lan Ruo's arm.

Qiu Fangting looked at Ye Qiusheng inquiringly, and the latter nodded lightly in agreement.

The other party has already promised, there is no need to make things stiff again.

Qiu Fangting raised her chin lightly, the two subordinates relaxed Lan Ruo, Huo Weiting carefully helped her to the sofa, and took out a handkerchief to help her wipe the blood from the corners of her lips.

"Are you alright?"

Lan Ruo smiled back at him.

"It's okay!"

"Mr. President, I hope you don't waste my time too much!" Ye Qiusheng reminded lightly.

Huo Weiting squatted in front of his wife and didn't move, "Help her get an ice pack!" ”

Ye Qiusheng was quite calm, but Qiu Fangting's face was already sinking.

"Huo Weiting, do you think you are still the president now?" Walking forward, he raised his gun and pointed it at the back of Huo Weiting's head, "You'd better start right away!" ”

"Don't!" Lan Ruo was busy shaking Huo Weiting's arm, "I'm fine, I'm really fine!" ”

Huo Weiting stood up, walked to the back of the desk, straightened his suit, and neatly messed his hair, and then checked in at the table.

The photographer on the side, who had already prepared the tripod and camera, trotted over again and pinned the wireless headset to Huo Weiting's neckline.

Walking over and checking the picture and sound, he raised his right hand and made an OK gesture.

"Let's get started!"

Holding the speech on the table, Huo Weiting quickly glanced at it, cleared his throat, and spoke to the camera.

"I'm Fok Weiting, and now I'm going to make a very important announcement......"

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After the convoy crossed the highway, it quickly split into several teams at the intersection.

Situ Rui glanced at the rear window, turned the car into the fast lane on the left, and the off-road vehicle passed all the way through the city streets, approaching the presidential palace.

In the passenger seat, Zhong Ling raised his wrist to look at the time.

Sitting in the back seat, Ning Zetian, who was beside Pei Yunqing, looked at his mobile phone again.

So far, there have been nearly three thousand comments, but she herself is not sure how many people will brave the cold on such a cold winter night.

I can only silently pray in my heart that my charm is big enough to attract at least a hundred fans.

Pei Yunqing's mobile phone vibrated slightly, and Zhong Ling and Ning Zetian turned their faces in her direction at the same time.

Situ Rui was driving inconveniently to turn back, but he also turned his attention and listened to her voice.

The call came from a field officer of the Flying Eagle Regiment, the one who had just informed Pei Yunqing that martial law had been imposed in the inner city.

Before going out, Pei Yunqing had already called and ordered him to rush to the vicinity of the small square on Heping Street to check the situation over there.

"I'm Pei Yunqing, how is the situation near the small square?"

"I don't know what happened, but there are a lot of people here all of a sudden, most of them young people, but now they have been stopped by the staff who closed the road."

"How many are there?"

"There are at least two or three hundred people, and there are still people coming in a steady stream."

"Okay, keep me informed when there's a situation!"

Pei Yun hung up the phone lightly, and Ning Zetian immediately spoke worriedly.

"Anyone?"

"Yes!" Pei Yun smiled comfortingly at her, "Now, there are already two or three hundred people. ”

"Great!"

Ning Zetian let out a long sigh.

This time, she is also a key part of whether she succeeds or not.

If no one comes to support her, Pei Yunqing and they will be very passive at that time.

"I'll post another Weibo right away!"

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