Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Don't dare to rush over.

Afraid of offending some important person.

…

presidential palace.

The man in only a white shirt leaned lazily on the black leather chair.

The light in the amber eyes was cold.

An email is displayed on the computer screen.

The video conference at 8:00 p.m. is temporarily cancelled.

Yan Sheng narrowed his eyes, lightly tapped his slender fingertips on the table, and tapped a few times in a leisurely manner.

He paused again.

Canceled for no reason?

After a while.

Another video call came in on the computer screen.

Yan father's.

Mr. President was silent for a while, and clicked the mouse casually to answer.

A video dialog box pops up on the computer.

Yan Sheng's long legs were crossed, and he was leaning on the black leather chair casually, his slender, white fingers also overlapped the long legs with a bit of slack in a regular manner.

There is no trace of warmth in the amber eyes, and the posture is casual, looking at the man on the screen in a leisurely manner.

Yan's father narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Sheng who was acting sloppily on the screen.

"In the presidential palace, be careful."

If it spreads like this, it will inevitably be criticized by others.

Yan Sheng was quiet for a few seconds, then said softly, "Don't worry about it."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Father Yan coughed a few times to break the silence.

"Eight o'clock tonight, Tisha's restaurant."

It's a tone of notification.

it seems...

I have no intention of discussing it with him.

Yan Sheng was indifferent and quiet for a while.

no answer.

Yanfu said again: "Let's meet first, if you are not interested, you can recognize me as my younger sister."

Yan's father had already compromised a bit.

Yan Sheng's fingers folded on his long legs, lifted slightly, and clicked casually a few times.

"Can."

The voice was still somewhat indifferent and alienated.

It's not impossible to meet each other.

after……

It also saves the other party from making noise in their ears.

Yan Sheng glanced at the screen, raised his hand and closed the notebook in front of him.

After sitting down.

Raise your wrist.

His eyes lightly fell on the silver watch at the wrist bone.

Six p.m.

There are still two hours.

After a short pause, he reopened the notebook.

After typing in a bunch of codes with his slender fingertips, he successfully entered the database.

Yan Sheng typed in the girl's name casually.

A series of detailed information pops up instantly below.

From where to study and what awards, to hobbies.

Very detailed.

Yan Sheng only glanced at it casually, then closed the search box.

Not interested in any of these.

It's almost time.

Yan Sheng slowly got up from the seat, and took off the black suit jacket hanging on the hanger.

Take your time and put it on.

The slender fingers fastened the concealed buttons one by one.

Putting on the suit jacket, it completely concealed the undisciplined air on him just now.

The amber eyes grew colder.

The temperament of the whole person has settled down.

Calm, abstinent.

Indifference and alienation.

The aura around him can't help but make people awe-inspiring.

The white fingertips gently moved the watch on the wrist, then grasped the cold metal doorknob, and slowly unscrewed it.

The youngest president of country Z.

Walk into the president's exclusive elevator to the bottom without haste.

His eyes were calm and indifferent.

Yan Sheng came to the first floor.

In the presidential palace, no matter the high-level or the low-level, they all said respectfully and cautiously: "Hello, Mr. President."

The man just nodded slightly.

His eyes casually skipped over everyone.

A group of bodyguards who accompanied him were all in black suits and wearing sunglasses.

Calmly and respectfully followed behind Mr. President.

The bodyguard escorted Mr. President into the garage.

Mr. President's car is a high-end stretched Lincoln.

The look is understated.

The inside is the ultimate luxury.

This is standard for the president.

The bodyguard opened the car door for the boy.