There is steaming tea in the delicate tea cups, and there are only two cups in the sea of tea, as if waiting for an important guest.

A strong hand picked up the teacup and put it on the tip of his nose to smell the tea, as if this would calm him down completely and face all the unexpected and tricky things that followed.

The sound of steady footsteps tapping on the ground step by step, but the unfast pace gives people a feeling of urgency and tension, as if stepping on the heart, and no need to do anything has already choked the enemy's neck, making people breathless.

"Here we are."

The president put down his glass and turned to look at the man standing in the doorway.

The long trench coat is draped over the shoulders of the visitor, and the heavy texture is as calm as his person. The long figure can only look up, standing against the light like a god, the handsome face is cold, the pressure around the body is not angry and self-threatening, the sharp eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts, and no one dares to slack off when facing him.

"Hmm."

Gu Tingjun crossed the threshold with his long legs, he remembered that he had crossed this threshold countless times when he was a child, and there would definitely be someone in the door who liked to welcome him.

But now, he lowered his eyes and looked at the person sitting in front of the sea of tea, and the cold in his eyes was condensing faster and faster.

The president suddenly felt a cold wind blowing in his face, and his hand holding the teacup trembled, and the warm tea came out of the cup and spilled on his hand. He stared at the tea at the tiger's mouth, frowned slightly, pulled a paper towel and wiped his hands, then clumped the paper towel into a ball and threw it into the trash can accurately.

The tall shadow was still in front of him, and he looked up and said, "Sit down." ”

Gu Tingjun took off his coat and sat down on his arm, still expressionless.

The president pushed the teacup to him, lowered his head to refill his tea, and asked casually, "Do you know why there are a bunch of reporters at the door?" ”

Gu Tingjun glanced at the teacup and didn't move. He leaned on the sofa casually, but he still couldn't hide the momentum of dominating the world, "I've heard a little." ”

The president's hand paused, he suddenly lost the mind to drink tea, put down the teapot and looked at Gu Tingjun, his eyes were complicated, "Isn't the news of the army always the most well-informed?" ”

He ignored Gu Tingjun's so-called slight hearsay, and asked directly, "What do you think about this matter?" ”

Gu Tingjun has been observing the president, and he found that it seems that whenever he is irritable, the president will always find some tea to come out and sit and taste tea, but when the uneasiness in his heart becomes heavier and heavier, no matter how good the tea is, it can't calm his mood.

"Or," the president asked, unanswered, "do you think that's true?" ”

Gu Tingjun's eyes changed, his dark eyes were like the waves churning in the deep sea, and he was imposing and overwhelming, "Those who are clear are self-purifying." ”

The president looked at his indifferent expression, suddenly smiled, and continued to pour tea, "Well, it is true, the clear is self-purifying!" ”

"But the reporters on the outside are desperate to implement the news so that they can make their articles the headlines." He rubbed the teacup and said slowly, "Sometimes we can't underestimate the ability of reporters to dig up news, most of the time it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, but if it is put in their hands, the fake will become real!" ”

Gu Tingjun was not in the mood to listen to the president's nonsense, so he asked sharply, "What are you worried about?" ”

The president's expression became much deeper, and he looked at Gu Tingjun fixedly, with a little anxious look between his eyebrows, "The tree is a big move." ”

"I can't think of a convincing statement that the media won't let it go so easily. If you want, the troops can forcibly evict the journalists. Gu Tingjun did not answer the president's words, he faced all this with an attitude that it was not his business.

The president clenched his hands under the table, he knew that this matter was inseparable from the person sitting across from him now, but he didn't catch any handles, so he could only watch him put aside the relationship in front of him, deliberately find a reason to be angry with himself, and pretend to be for his own sake, which is really hateful!

Gu Tingjun's gloomy mood suddenly became clearer, he poured the cooled tea into the trash can, added another cup to himself, and took a slow sip in the president's complicated eyes.

"Tingjun, I want to know, what do you think about this?" The president looked angry, but he couldn't do anything about him, so he could only test it by knocking on the side.

Gu Tingjun really didn't seem to know at all, and he didn't seem to care, so he pondered for a few seconds before saying, "It's been a long time since this matter, and it's not easy to find the parties or evidence. There are not many people who can survive the information that can be saved, and the media have also seized this point and will block the door to ask for a talk. After all, the entanglement between the former president and the current president is enough to affect the safety of the political circles in Nancheng, they are the media and the people, they have the right to know the truth of the matter, and they also have the responsibility to restore the most real events for other uninformed people. ”

The whole discourse was plain, and he was analyzing things very objectively, but when the president heard it, he always felt that there was a hidden condemnation and anger in Gu Tingjun's words. But when he studied his expression carefully, he found nothing.

For a moment, he wondered if he was thinking too much, maybe Gu Tingjun didn't know so much. But in a second, he overturned this idea. No one may know, Gu Tingjun, definitely know!

He stared at Gu Tingjun's eyes and opened his mouth word by word, "I have a clear conscience!" ”

In all conscience?

The deep sea in Gu Tingjun's eyes began to surge, he leaned forward, and the moment he picked up the teacup, he hid the hatred and anger in his eyes. When I looked up again, there was an unfathomable sea in my eyes, "The media just wants an explanation, since you feel that you have a clear conscience, you can explain the ins and outs of the matter at any time, and the rest of the things will be solved, and it is unnecessary to worry." ”

"That said," the president said, expressing concern for the sake of the people, "I always thought that nothing would happen in the South City, but now that even the political circles are being viciously slandered, and it is difficult to guarantee what will happen next." ”

"What do you mean..."

"Where the news comes from, start there." There was more pride and paranoia in the president's expression, "For the long-term peace and stability of Nancheng in the future, even if the entire Nancheng is in turmoil now, it is inevitable!" ”

"Is it dealt with?"

The president sat in a chair, and the tea on the coffee table in front of him was completely cold, and there was still a faint smell of tea in the air.