Hello, Mr. School Prince

"Is that the youngest, most handsome, and most capable president in Chinese history?" Ling Weifeng was a little dazed.

The president of China is re-elected every five years. She has been abroad for six years. During this period, she has undergone two presidential re-elections, which happened to be once last year.

Therefore, she only knows a little bit about the president of China today.

Prince Xi Gu leaned back, seemingly not interested in this topic.

Leng Li snapped his fingers, "Yes, it's him."

"How old is the president?" Ling Weifeng asked curiously.

Leng Yu originally wanted to despise her, but he didn't even know this, but suddenly remembered that she had just returned to China, and the words of contempt turned around on the tip of his tongue, swallowed back, and said, "Twenty-five."

"What?!" Ling Weifeng couldn't believe his ears. The twenty-five-year-old president was sure he was joking!

The presidential election system is very complicated, the process is long, and must be supported by political achievements, so the average president is 40-50 years old.

Twenty-five years old, my goodness.

Fang Jiming withdrew his gaze from the book and said lightly, "The current president is the son of the previous president. With the support of his father's old ministry, the election went smoothly.

Of course, the most important thing is the outstanding ability of Mr. President. "

Ling Weifeng touched her chin, and she became interested in the President. It was shocking to achieve such an achievement at a young age!

"What's the name of Mr. President?"

"Tang Fengyang," Yin Shunhua said, and the enchanting eyes fell on Ling Weifeng's face.

That night, after taking a bath, Ling Weifeng was lying in bed, holding a computer and happily searching Tang Fengyang's information.

This person is so awesome that he has become her first idol!

She pinpointed that when she was twenty-five years old, she had just walked out of the university campus not long ago, but she has become the president, above tens of thousands.

Seeing that she was so interested in another man, Prince Xi took her computer unhappy.

"What catches your eyes."

Ling Weifeng rushed forward happily, hugging his neck, "Emperor Xi, don't you think you admire him? Tang Fengyang is very powerful."

Prince Xi Gu was disdainful, and Ling Weifeng didn't want to despise him.

"You are jealous of their noble status."

"Hey." Prince Xi Gu sneered, "Is he noble."

Ling Weifeng was blocked for a while, groaning, "Hey, I know that you are the prince, you are unattainable."

Indeed, in China, in a sense, the status of Prince Gu is more noble than the president.

Because he is a continuation of the Xi royal family, and the Xi royal family, not to mention how deep the forces infiltrated the three realms of politics, military, and business, only because it controls 90% of China's arms flow to this point, it is enough to dominate the entire China. The country, even the president, must give three points to the royal court of Xi.

Ling Weifeng happily regained the computer, tapped it a few times, and Tang Fengyang's basic information was displayed, along with photos.

Her smile suddenly froze, and then her face changed, it was him!

The man in the photo has sword eyebrows, star eyes, and profound facial features. He can be called the most perfect masterpiece of the creator's supernatural power.

This handsome face coincides with the vague face in memory.

Although she got rid of the original youthfulness and childishness, she became mature and sharp, but the sharp facial features did not change at all, she recognized it at a glance.

So... it was him.