nucmednet Chapter 1117 Busy
Chapter 1117 Busy
Early in the morning, in the restaurant of the Presidential Palace.
"I'm going to be busy today." Su Zhengyang hugged his wife and said softly, "The military government is waiting for me to make arrangements, and I have to reply to the congratulatory messages from various provinces, and also..."
"Go get busy," Yang Qiyue adjusted the collar of her husband's military uniform, "You are the president now, it is normal for you to be busy with all kinds of affairs." She smiled gently, "This shows that our country is making progress and developing."
"What about you?" Su Zhengyang looked at his wife.
"I want to go to the newspaper office, too," Yang Qiyue said as she picked up some food for her husband. "The whole country is paying attention to this victory, and the newspaper is very busy."
"That's right," Su Zhengyang said with a smile, "but you are the editor-in-chief of Zhenxing Daily."
"Eat quickly," Yang Qiyue urged, "Gu De'an and the others will be here soon."
The couple finished their breakfast in a hurry.
Su Zhengyang kissed his son's face and said, "Hongan, Dad is going to work."
The little guy waved his hands and babbled.
"Be careful on the road." Yang Qiyue walked her husband to the door.
"You too." Su Zhengyang looked back at his wife.
Outside the door, members of the Divine Punishment Special Forces had been waiting for a long time.
The black bulletproof sedan stopped quietly at the bottom of the steps.
This couple worked hard for the country.
Another busy day for them begins.
The lights in the president's office were on.
Su Zhengyang was working furiously at his desk, reviewing document after document.
Plan for the formation of a military government
Replies to congratulatory messages from various provinces,
The Expeditionary Force's Commendation Order,
Post-war reconstruction plan...
"Mr. President, there will be a meeting with the Ministry of Economy in ten minutes," Zhang Luanyu reminded softly.
"Yes." Su Zhengyang signed the last document without even looking up.
At the end of the day, six meetings had been held.
The military, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Ministry of Propaganda, the Ministry of Economy...
Every department has urgent matters to deal with.
It was not until the lights came on that Su Zhengyang finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back in his chair.
"Dinner is ready." Zhang Luanyu pushed open the door at the right time, and behind him was the orderly carrying a tray of food.
"How are the preparations for the military parade going?" Su Zhengyang asked while eating.
"It's going according to plan." Zhang Luanyu immediately reported, "The first batch of expeditionary troops will arrive the day after tomorrow. The parade ground has been cleared and the viewing platform is being built..."
Looking at this secretary who had followed him since the Northern Frontier period, Su Zhengyang smiled. The young man who had just been summoned from the system had now grown into a capable general who could take charge of his own affairs.
"Thank you for your hard work," Su Zhengyang said.
"This is what I should do." Zhang Luanyu said respectfully, "President, you are the one who works the hardest."
There is a pile of documents on the desk waiting to be processed.
Outside the window, the night in Beilong City deepens.
The leader of this country,
Still busy for the future of China.
It was late at night.
"Mr. President, today's work can come to an end." Zhang Luanyu said softly while packing up the documents.
Su Zhengyang looked at his watch and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He rubbed his temples and stood up.
"As for Madam..." Zhang Luanyu hesitated to speak.
"Qiyue hasn't come home yet?" Su Zhengyang was stunned.
"Yes, Zhenxing Daily is working on tomorrow's special edition, and my wife is still working overtime."
"This silly girl..." Su Zhengyang patted his head and said, "Let's go to the flower shop!"
&34;At this time...&34;
"Let's go to the one across the street. I remember the lady boss often stayed up late."
Ten minutes later, a black car stopped at the door of the newspaper office. Su Zhengyang stood at the bottom of the stairs holding a bunch of freshly picked roses. The members of the God's Punishment Special Forces stood guard silently around.
The lights in the newspaper office were still brightly lit.
From time to time, reporters working overtime hurried by.
Seeing the president, they saluted in surprise.
Finally, Yang Qiyue appeared at the door.
She was still discussing something with her colleagues.
Holding a stack of manuscripts in his hands.
"Qiyue." Su Zhengyang called softly.
Yang Qiyue was stunned. When she saw her husband standing in the night with flowers in his hands, her eyes suddenly became red.
"Why are you here..." She walked quickly down the stairs.
"Take my silly girl home." Su Zhengyang handed her the flowers, "Why are you working so hard......"
"Aren't you too..." Yang Qiyue took the flower and sniffed it gently.
In the distance, Zhang Luanyu quietly turned around and signaled the guards to step back a few steps.
Let this couple who work hard for the country,
A quiet and tender moment.
the night wind blows,
The scent of roses filled the air.
This busy night,
Finally there is a touch of warmth.
"Dad!" As soon as little Hongan saw his father coming back, he rushed over with his short legs.
"Oh, my little general!" Su Zhengyang picked up his son and kissed him on the face, "Do you miss your dad?"
"I want to!" Little Hongan said in a baby voice, patting his father's face with his little hands.
"You two," Su Zhenghong came over with two bowls of soup, looking distressed, "see what time it is?"
"Sister..." Su Zhengyang smiled awkwardly.
"Don't call me sister," Su Zhenghong glared at her brother, "Look at you, you have dark circles under your eyes." She then turned around and scolded her sister-in-law, "Qi Yue, you too, you spend all day at the newspaper office, what kind of nonsense is that?"
"Sister, national affairs are more important..." Yang Qiyue defended in a low voice.
"What's the big deal!" Su Zhenghong insisted, "Your health is the most important thing! Drink the soup while it's hot. I spent the whole afternoon cooking it."
Su Zhengyang sat down holding his son. When he smelled the aroma of the soup, he realized that he was indeed hungry.
"Sister, stop working so hard," he said after taking a sip of soup. "It's so late and you still haven't rested."
"How can I not be busy?" Su Zhenghong sighed, "You are the president and she is the editor-in-chief, each of you is busier than the other. If I hadn't been here to watch over you, you and your son would have become strangers."
Xiao Hongan yawned in his father's arms, and Su Zhengyang then realized that his son had been waiting for him to come back.
"Go to bed," Yang Qiyue said distressedly, "It's so late and you're still not asleep."
"No! I want daddy to hold me!" the little guy pouted.
"Okay, okay, daddy will hold you." Su Zhengyang hugged his son in his arms.
"You guys..." Su Zhenghong looked at the family of three, feeling both distressed and relieved, "Whether you are the president's wife or the editor-in-chief of Zhenxing Daily, don't forget that you are still a family."
"I understand, sister." Su Zhengyang and Yang Qiyue said in unison.
This late night,
A corner of the Presidential Palace.
Finally, there is a hint of warm fireworks.
"Xiao Hongan has fallen asleep." Su Zhengyang gently stroked his son's face and said in a low voice.
The little guy was sleeping soundly, with his little mouth slightly pouting, like a little angel.
"You've been tired all day, you should go to bed early." Yang Qiyue was about to get up, but her husband grabbed her waist.
"Qi Yue..." Su Zhengyang whispered in his wife's ear, his warm breath spraying on her ear, "One son is not enough..."
"You..." Yang Qiyue's face suddenly turned red, "Stop it..."
"I'm serious," Su Zhengyang's voice was a little bewitching, "China needs more successors..."
"Hate it..." Yang Qiyue struggled slightly, "Hongan is still here..."
&34;Then let&34;s go somewhere else...&;
&34;Don&34;t...&;