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Chapter 309 Song Boyan VS Han Jifeng

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    It wasn¡¯t the first time Song Boyan called, but it was the first time she didn¡¯t answer his call.

    Tang Li held the phone, hesitating whether to call back.

    He just returned to the capital today and must have had a long journey. What if he had already rested and I called him and woke him up?

    In the end, Tang Li chose a compromise.

    ¡ª¡ªReply a message.

    [I was called to the director¡¯s room for a meeting just now, and I didn¡¯t have my phone with me.  ]

    Then she got up and went to the bathroom, specially taking her cell phone with her this time.

    Tang Li had just finished washing his face when his cell phone vibrated on the desk.

    Ignoring wiping her face with a towel, she wiped her hands on her shirt, pressed the answer button, and then put the phone to her ear: "Hello?"

    "So anxious?"

    On the other end of the phone, the man¡¯s voice seemed to be smiling.

    Tang Li's cheeks heated up: "I'm really a little anxious, I'm afraid I won't receive the call again."

    There was silence in the receiver for five or six seconds.

    Song Boyan asked aloud: "Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

    "I'm washing my face." Tang Li said and asked: "What about you, haven't you rested yet?"

    Tan Palace, the corridor on the second floor of the main building.

    Song Boyan stood in front of the window. In the cold winter night, the girl's soft voice was like broken beads, rolling to the ground one after another. However, it did not make people feel noisy, but was agile and light. He had one hand in his trouser pocket.  , on the left hand wearing the watch is the mobile phone that is being called.

    "It's already 11 o'clock. Didn't you take a flight today?" Tang Li continued: "I felt very uncomfortable after taking the flight last time. You should go to bed early. Also our crew will go to the Misuo River the day after tomorrow.  Let me tell you first."

    Speaking of this, she suddenly paused: "Are you busy?"

    As soon as she finished asking, Tang Li heard faint voices coming from the other side of the phone. The phrase "Your Excellency" came into her ears, as if someone came to inform Song Boyan.

    Realizing this, Tang Li ended the topic: "You get busy, I'll go to bed first."

    With that said, he warned again: ¡°After you finish your work, remember to go to bed early!¡±

    When she got a response, she hung up the phone.

    Looking up at the mirror, a crescent moon has already curved out of the corner of his mouth.

    Ji Ming stood beside Song Boyan and waited for Song Boyan to put away his mobile phone before continuing: "Secretary Cheng is here. Your Excellency is already waiting for you in the Oval Hall."

    A few minutes later, Song Boyan appeared at the door of the Oval Hall.

    Cheng Ying, one of the presidential secretaries waiting outside the door, saw Song Boyan, turned around and pushed open the wooden door, with a respectful tone: "Your Excellency has been talking about the Finance Minister since the day before yesterday. I just heard that the Finance Minister is coming, and he quickly ended his conversation with Han.  meeting with the bureau.¡±

    Before he finished speaking, someone happened to come out from inside.

    Song Boyan was undergoing a routine examination. He turned to one side and saw the person coming. He was a young man in his twenties and sixties, wearing a suit and leather shoes. His facial features were handsome but somewhat cold, especially his eyes, which were calm and calm.  Not age appropriate.

    "Han Bureau." Cheng Ying called him.

    Han Jifeng nodded and saw Song Boyan outside.

    This was the first time he saw Song Boyan in person.

    In the past, it was either on TV or in newspapers and magazines, or counting the dreams he had in recent months.

    In the dream, Song Boyan was the successor president.

    Today, Song Boyan is a little younger than what he saw in his dream. When he came to see Your Excellency, he also changed into a black suit, but did not wear a tie. Compared with other people in Tan Palace, he was a little more elegant and casual, because  He has a lot of prestige, and his eyes that look at people may seem gentle, but in fact they seem to be able to look into the depths of people's hearts.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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