"Is that the president who has been hailed as the youngest, most handsome, and most capable leader in the history of China." Ling Weifeng was a little at a loss.
The president of Huaguo is re-elected every five years. She went abroad for six years.
So she only knows a thing or two about the current President of Huaguo.
Prince Xi leaned back, as if he was not interested in this topic.
Leng Lie snapped his fingers, "That's right, it's him."
"How old is the president?" Ling Weifeng asked curiously.
Leng Lie originally wanted to despise her, but he didn't even know about it, but suddenly remembered that she had just returned to China, the words of contempt twirled around on the tip of her tongue, swallowed back, and said, "Twenty-five."
"What?!" Ling Weifeng couldn't believe his ears. The twenty-five-year-old president must be joking!
The presidential election system is very complicated, the process is long, and must be supported by political achievements, so the average president is in his forties or fifties.
Twenty-five, oh my gosh.
Fang Jiming looked away from the book, and said calmly, "The current president is the son of the previous president, with the support of his father's old ministry, the election went smoothly.
Of course, the most important thing is Mr. President's ability. "
Ling Weifeng rubbed her chin, she began to be interested in the President, it was really shocking that she achieved such an achievement at such a young age!
"What's the name of Mr. President?"
"Tang Fengyang." Yin Shunhua said, his bewitching eyes fell on Ling Weifeng's face.
That night, after Ling Weifeng took a shower, she curled up under the blanket and started searching for Tang Fengyang's information with a computer.
This person is so awesome, he has already been promoted to be her number one idol!
She calculated that when she was twenty-five years old, she had just walked out of the university campus, but he had already become the president, above tens of millions.
Seeing that she was so interested in another man, Prince Xi snatched her computer angrily.
"What catches your eyes."
Ling Weifeng jumped up excitedly and hugged his neck, "Xihuang, don't you think you admire him, Tang Fengyang is very powerful."
Prince Xi disdained Gu very much, and Ling Weifeng didn't want to despise him.
"You are jealous of their noble status."
"Tch." Prince Xi Gu sneered, "Is he as noble as me?"
Ling Weifeng was blocked for a moment, and murmured, "Tch, I know you are the prince, you are unattainable."
Indeed, in Huaguo, in a sense, the status of Emperor Xi's son Gu is more noble than the president.
Because he is the heir of the Xihuang family, and the Xihuang family, not to mention how deep the power has penetrated into the political, military and business circles, just because it controls 90% of Huaguo's arms flow, it is enough to dominate the entire Huaguo. The country, even the president, has to give three points to the Xi family.
Ling Weifeng happily took back the computer, tapped it a few times, and all the basic information of Tang Fengyang was displayed, with photos attached.
Her smile froze suddenly, and then her face changed, it was him!
The man in the photo, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and profound facial features, can be called the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator.
This handsome face coincides with the blurred face in memory.
Although she lost her original youthfulness and childishness, and became mature and sharp, the shaved facial features did not change at all, and she recognized it at a glance.
It turned out... it was him.