After the draft became popular, he was secretly favored by the paranoid boss

She was deeply convinced that this was not an act, but a human auditory decibel endurance conference.

The young man in the white suit looked like a gentle prince walking out of an oil painting. With an indescribable calmness and tranquility, he walked past the crowd of people blowing their beards and staring with their arms akimbo, scolding each other, as if he had walked through continuous artillery fire without changing his expression.

Gu Nanci, who was very confident in his aura, stepped forward expressionlessly, walked to the middle of Donglai side as if nothing happened, and faced the representative of Xilai who was the first to attack.

Pull out the stool and take a seat.

Extremely elegant.

Bottomless cold pupils looked at the opposite side, with a contemptuous clown-like smile in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, just sitting quietly with his hands folded, as if he was watching an unreasonable childish farce.

On the other hand, Old Yuan, who had always told Gu Nanci to speak less and move less, uncharacteristically clenched his fists and shook them slightly, feeling very angry.

Seeing the attitude of "Your Highness," the Donglai representatives behind them gradually turned off their lights, sneered and sat down, looking at each other mockingly like mad dogs.

The lethality is not high, and the insult is extremely strong.

Then Xilai exploded even more.

"That's enough!" Old Xilai's face turned dark as he stopped one of his own who was so angry that he turned into a mad dog.

shame!What a shame!
It's quite possible to make a noise!Instead, he looked like an unevolved barbarian.

Gu Nanci maintained a cold expression on his face. He held his right hand half-clasped and lightly tapped the table with his phalanges.

Everyone behind them was silent and cooperated tacitly.

Silently condemning the uncivilized barbarian nature on the other side.

Old man Xilai: "..." I felt like I was stabbed silently in the heart.

At the same time, the self-confidence that had already secured victory was somewhat shattered.

Before coming today, the news I heard clearly was that His Highness Donglai had died a long time ago and there would definitely be no one attending.

It has already eroded most of Donglai's power, and even seized control of Donglai's most proud cultural and entertainment achievements.

This is also the last test. If His Highness doesn't show up yet, the news of his death will be confirmed.

At that time, as long as they pursue the victory, launch an attack with all their strength, and completely suppress the Donglai faction, the entire Lai country will be under the control of the Queen's faction.

But right now... what is going on?
That His Highness is actually... not dead?
The old man's lips moved, waiting for the masked young man in a white suit, staring straight at him as if he wanted to see right down to the very marrow of his soul.

After a while, as if he had discovered some helpless fact, his expression began to look unnaturally panicked...

Under Gu Nanci's supervision, the situation between the two parties changed suddenly.

Donglai seemed to have a backer, he was aggressive and made trouble at every step, and even turned over old scores and started to get back the rights that had been taken away from him.

Xilai felt as if a begging balloon had been popped, and he changed from being arrogant to being fearful and afraid to speak out.

From time to time, he glanced at the young man in the main seat opposite. The moment he touched the cold gaze, he originally wanted to scream angrily like a lion, but he was silent, gritting his teeth and not daring to speak.

Gu Nanci didn't quite understand why he could be so scared of those loud old guys just by glancing at them.

But...what the heck!Anyway, if it works, just stare and that's it!

So, a certain minister here loudly demanded power.

Gu Nanci glared.

Turn off suddenly.

A certain committee member over there is shamelessly asking for resources.

Gu Nanci glared.

I gritted my teeth and dared not speak.After glaring back at dozens of shameless guys who were trying to carve out openings to encroach on Donglai from economics to culture, the old man in charge of Xilai couldn't sit still.

His face darkened, and he excused himself from the scene during the intermission before slamming the door and going out to report to the Queen Party.

Excited shouts erupted from behind.

Fierce and adoring eyes fell on Gu Nanci.

Gu. Unfathomable. Nan Ci: Don’t disturb me, my face is paralyzed.

He glanced at the old man who was excused to go out. Suddenly, the young man in a royal blue suit who had been sitting next to the old man Xilai spoke and stared at Gu Nanci with a clear and gentle voice, smiling but not smiling:
"Although it is my first time to meet His Highness, Wen looks very familiar to him."

Like a pebble falling into a lake, it creates thousands of ripples.

Gu Nanci's heart suddenly tightened.

Xu was a fake civet cat to replace the real prince, and he had a guilty conscience to begin with.

This was not only a closer attitude but also a meaningful statement, which instantly set off alarm bells for Gu Nanci and Yuan Lao, who knew the truth.

Gu Nanci, who had a taciturn and faceless persona, raised his eyes lightly.

The two eyes met in the air, like silent sparks.

The man was elegant and noble, with a gentle and aristocratic character. Under his soft outline and gentle eyebrows, there was a compassion that could not be transferred to the world. However, Gu Nanci could clearly see it in just a few seconds when their eyes met. That flash of extreme indifference.

She glanced at the man's nameplate: Immortality Medicine - Wen Tinglan.

I tried to search in my memory, but I couldn't think of any interaction with this person.

Yuan Lao, who had been maintaining a united front with Gu Nanci, suddenly stood up, his stool making a harsh mopping sound on the ground, and moved his body slightly forward, using a protective posture to attract all the firepower.

A majestic and stern voice resounded throughout the room: "I don't know, when did the Wen family become Xilai's lackeys?"

Wen Tinglan's pointed eyes moved away from Gu Nanci, and faced the old man's question without hesitation: "Businessmen, the bustling world is all about profit, and the bustle in the world is all about profit."

As if he was very interested, he moved his eyes to Gu Nanci again and said with a smile, "Wen feels that he is very compatible with His Highness. If he is sincere enough, it is not impossible to do business in another place."

The voice fell.

Both sides changed their expressions.

The rest of Xilai looked at each other with anxious and ugly expressions.

Donglai seemed to have been hit by some big pie. The guys who didn't know why, were vigilant, thoughtful, and scheming seemed to be weighing the interests behind this sentence.

Only Mr. Yuan and Gu Nanci felt faintly panicked.

Old Yuan glanced back without leaving any trace, his eyes asking, "Do you know each other? Did he see it?"

Gu Nanci: It’s a lesson from heaven and earth, she really doesn’t know this person!
...Of course, as for the original identity, or whether there was any interaction between the cheap guy and this one that led to his recognition, it is unknown.

Seeing Gu Nanci's silence, some intensifying alarm bells kept ringing in the brain of the old man.

He couldn't care less about the joy of winning the game back. Mr. Yuan's expression was stiff and he said, "Your Highness, it's time to take medicine. Let's go and take a rest first."

Immediately, everyone in Donglai who originally wanted to pursue the victory and win over the Wen family by taking advantage of their acquaintance with His Highness stood up one after another, with worried expressions and anxious tones.
"This cannot be delayed!"

"Quick, quick! The meeting is suspended. Your Highness, please go and take a rest!"

"It's such a waste for our Highness to hold a sick body and mess with these things!"

Seeing the panic surrounding her, as if she was going to die if she was too late, Gu Nanci fell into silence.

Finally, he was escorted back to the lounge for intermission without any explanation.

Behind him, Wen Tinglan's gentle, knife-like probing gaze did not move away at all, and he waved goodbye with an unknown smile:
"Then, Your Highness, you must take good care of yourself."