Chapter 942: You finally go home

The gate was a white hollow gate, and two rows of uniformed goalkeepers stood at the gate.
Each of them is equipped with a dedicated gun
The heroic posture, the upright posture, standing upright there, like an evergreen tree that stands tall.
As soon as their car stopped at the door, the iron door opened slowly.
Wen Muchu's cell phone rang at this moment.
He answered the phone, and Han Yuting's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Just drive in the car... Mr. President wants to see you..."
Wen Muchu hung up the phone and told Gu Ci: "Go straight in..."
Gu Ci nodded slightly, started the car, and slowly drove into the villa.
Their car drove past, and the guards at the door saluted them all.
Wen Muchu sat in the car, opened the window, and saluted them as well.
These people are all soldiers.
Their current duty is to protect Mr. President.
Therefore, no matter who it is, all vehicles must be inspected.
But when they received the order that the car did not need to be inspected, many people speculated on Wen Muchu's identity.
Who on earth is with such a big backing who can enter directly without checking the vehicle?
Such a special case, even if the heads of the four major families have none.
The car entered the villa, and Gu Ci drove the car for ten minutes before slowly stopping in front of a building.
This villa is very big and the courtyard is naturally amazing.
There are precious green plants all around, and the center of the green plants is almost surrounded by many noble varieties of flowers.
From a glance, it is beautiful, noble, and inviolable.
Everywhere here is the aura of the supremacy of power, and every grass and wood here is full of the king's aura of the superior.
There are countless servants in the villa.
And these people, just like the soldiers guarding the gates, are unsmiling, and have rules and regulations in everything they say and do.
There is a great sense of guard against the ancient palace.
People who can work in the presidential palace cannot have a low family background.
Many of Jin Jing's children who are dependent on the presidential palace family will be sent to the presidential palace by the family's elders for several years before they formally take over the family.
If this person's character and work are impeccable, and he is valued by the President, then this person must be the future heir of the family.
Therefore, these servants of the Presidential Palace are not ordinary people.
They are all young people whose families have high hopes.
Wen Muchu glanced around and saw that all the people wearing uniform uniforms were all extraordinary.
Women are beautiful, men are handsome.
The Presidential Palace is indeed slightly different from other family residences.
A family dependent on the president is proud of who can work in the presidential palace.
Anyone who is in touch with the presidential palace, no matter where they go out, everyone will respect the jealous, smart people, and most of them will not offend those who come out of the presidential palace.
So, don't think of these people as servants in the presidential palace, but when they go outside, they are real masters.
The car stopped. Before Wen Muchu opened the door, the door was first opened by a man who was about forty years old.
When the man saw Wen Muchu, a glimmer of light flashed across his eyes, and he quickly stepped forward and bowed to Wen Muchu.
When he raised his head again, tears were already looming in his eyes.
"Master... are you finally home?"
Wen Muchu raised his eyes and glanced at him, with doubts in his eyes: "I don't know, you are..."
The man quickly introduced himself to Wen Muchu: "Oh...sorry, my master, I was so excited that I forgot to introduce myself. I am the butler of the presidential palace and have been with Mr. President for many years. Master, you can call me Uncle Seven... …"
Wen Muchu nodded slightly, facing the man's warm attitude, he didn't feel anything, even if he got out of the car.
The butler named Uncle Qi had almost all his eyes stuck on Wen Muchu.
Sure enough, it is the son of the President. The look between the eyebrows and the facial features almost resembles that of the President.
He looked at the rest of the looks, especially like the old lady.
Uncle Qi almost didn't need to doubt. Just looking at Wen Muchu, he was very sure that this was the son of the President.
Uncle Qi was incredibly happy, staring at Wen Muchu with tears flashing.
Like a woman, twisted, she clearly wanted to step forward and hug Wen Mu Chu, but was afraid that Wen Mu Chu would reject his excessive enthusiasm.
So Uncle Qi temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​hugging him.
Gu Ci looked at him, embarrassed.
Obviously he was a man who was 18 meters tall and looked very majestic, but at the moment he was sentimental like a woman.
The tearful look really made people laugh and laugh.
He can remember that Uncle Qi has always been a man who is ruthless and ruthless.
He has known Uncle Qi for so many years, has he ever seen Uncle Qi cry so emotionally?
Gu Ci coughed twice in a low voice to remind Uncle Qi to be careful.
Uncle Qi quickly understood Gu Ci's reminder, he was afraid Wen Muchu would not like it, so he quickly lifted his sleeve to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes.
"Master, don't laugh at Seventh Uncle me, it is true that after so many years, I saw you again, and I was really a little excited. You don't know, when you were a little bit younger, I even hugged you..."
On the contrary, Wen Muchu's whole body was cold for Qishu's enthusiasm.
Facing Uncle Qi, he just nodded faintly.
"Let's go in, my identity should not be exposed now, I hope you will pay attention to Uncle Qi..."
Although Wen Muchu's voice is gentle, his expression is also gentle.
But Uncle Qi, just from this sentence, he heard a hint of warning.
Uncle Qi showed his expression, and immediately did not dare to delay any more time, and quickly led Wen Muchu into the main building.
This floor is the office of Mr. President.
Ordinary people, very few people can enter.
Therefore, Wen Zhihuai chose to meet Wen Muchu here, not worried that others would doubt Wen Muchu's identity.
Uncle Qi led Wen Muchu through the first floor meeting room and immediately led him to the second floor.
Wen Zhihuai's office is in the study room on the second floor.
The second floor of this building is only used for Wen Zhihuai’s study and office space
Therefore, the area of ​​this study is very large.
When Uncle Qi opened the door and entered with Wen Muchu smiling, Wen Muchu looked around the study room.
Sandalwood furniture, retro style and color.
This kind of retro is not the retro of Europe and the United States, but the retro of ancient things.
Everywhere here is rigorous and solemn.
There were five people in the house, everyone in suits and leather shoes, all dressed in formal wear.