Dear Commander-in-Chief

Gong Jue raised his eyes coldly: "Gong Sheng, don't try to play any tricks on Lao Tzu."

Gong Sheng glanced at him lightly and didn't answer.

He pressed down the microphone on the table with a blank face: "Secretary-General Zhong, sent to cell No. 8 of the First Prison to bring Gu Qiqi, who is suspected of endangering the safety of the people, to him as soon as possible."

After speaking, he also specifically exhorted: "Ensure her health."

"Yes, Mr. President."

Gong Sheng raised his eyes and fixedly stared at Gong Jue.

The silent face conveys a wealth of information, and silence is better than sound.

Gong Jue's complexion finally looked a little better, and he gave a cold snort, and the whole room finally had a sense of melting ice and snow: "Listen to Lao Tzu early, and you won't have it! You who are presidents just like simple problems and complicate them!"

Gong Sheng calmly looked down and took a sip of tea, and took out a mini sand table from the file cabinet beside the table. His voice was low, "Country S and Country X have been watching, I just received information that they will be in Hanbei recently. There is no time to go to the cabinet meeting to study the actions in the Ling area. Why don't you show me how we can deploy the army to respond?"

When it comes to combat plans and fighting against the enemy, Gong Jue is interested.

This is what Lao Tzu's job is.

Knowing that Gong Sheng had already given an explanation, he asked Secretary-General Zhong to pick up Gu Qiqi. His anxious thoughts also calmed down a little, and he glanced contemptuously at the "S country" and "X country" icons on the sand table: " Those idiots are all defeated by Lao Tzu. What flowers can be found under Lao Tzu's nose! Lao Tzu only needs to transfer troops from the south, along the Weishui..."

With his slender and powerful palm, he points the country on the sand table.

The violent and domineering man showed the demeanor of a genius at this moment.

Time, unconsciously, slipped away every minute...

Presidential meeting room.

Secretary room.

Secretary-General Zhong scratched his head with a bitter face.

Nangong, the young secretary who has recently come to the secretary office for internship, asked inexplicably: "Secretary-General, didn’t the President let us go and let Miss Gu Qiqi out? Is this... difficult? I just need to send a message. It’s not convenient for you to go to the women’s cell, or I can pick it up in person."

Secretary-General Zhong frowned and shook his head: "What do you know?! How can the President's words be so simple to understand literally!"

Nangong raised his eyebrows in surprise at night: "Huh? Isn't it that understanding, can there be other understandings?"

Secretary-General Zhong Laocheng taught her steadily: "You just came here and don’t understand. Your President’s phone has two colors. When he presses the green light, everything he says will be executed literally. But if he talks. The red light is pressed..."

"What about the red light?" Nangong became more curious as she listened late! There are such unspoken rules in the presidential palace. If she hadn't insisted on coming to the internship, she wouldn't know so many secrets of Gong Sheng's brother.

"If it's a red light, then it proves that in his command, there is a completely different instruction hidden from the literal meaning! It depends on our secretaries' speculation!"

Just now Gong Sheng called the red light.

"Wow, what's this guess? We are not the bugs in his stomach?" Nangong asked innocently, and suddenly he patted his head again, "I see! Since the red light was on just now, what did the President mean? No, girl Gu Qiqi is not allowed to be released, right?"

Secretary-General Zhong frowned and shook his head——