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"Yes, Your Excellency."

Qing Cang saw Jin Zeming's serious expression, and his mood became inexplicably heavy.

"Go down! Inform the Salis Palace that the president's wife is not allowed to make phone calls, and she is not allowed to leave her bedroom for a single step," after speaking, Jin Zeming added, "and she is not allowed to see Prince Locke." ”

"Got it, Your Excellency."

"Go out and tell Grey if there's anything to come back in half an hour and let me know."

After Qing Cang left, Jin Zeming used the password to enter his own database and carefully browsed the information about his experience.

There is no overlap between him and Jin Zeming's information, basically both of them have their own life trajectories.

That is, in terms of data alone, in fact, they lived in two different places at the same time.

He couldn't see the slightest possibility that he would be Jin Zeming.

Unless......

Hacked into the database of the intelligence department of country M and obtained real information about Jin Zeming.

If he wasn't the Duke of Norlandon, then did Prince Locke know?

He got up in frustration, and his temples began to swell again, so painful that he wanted to scream at the ceiling.

He paced back and forth in his office, his mind in a mess that couldn't find the slightest clue.

Half an hour later, Grey came in, holding a thick stack of papers.

Jin Zeming looked at those documents, and for the first time had a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Your Excellency, your face is not very good-looking, it is a physical ......"

"Let it go!" Jin Zeming stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and pointed to the desk.

Grey put down the paperwork and said, "Mr. Joyce has made an appointment for an hour's meeting, and he has arrived early to visit in a private capacity. ”

Sonat. Joyce!

Jin Zeming didn't have to guess what the old fox was here for, he frowned slightly, "Then let him wait for an hour and then invite him in." ”

……

Spacious and bright in the small living room of the presidential palace, Sonat. Joyce sat on the couch, her old, piercing eyes fixed on the window in front of him.

Outside was a beautiful garden, but he didn't want to look at it.

He was just wondering if he was going to strike first if the man sitting in the president's office was going to kill him.

His assistant was working on the computer when he saw something, quickly got up and stood behind him and whispered, "Sir, we have lost another big deal in the oil trade in the Middle East." ”

"Oh?" Sonat. Joyce frowned.

"There is also an arms deal in country X, which was squeezed out by a little-known arms dealer......"

"Oh?" The old man's brow furrowed even tighter, "Who is it?" ”

"I can't see it now, I've already asked people to check." The assistant replied.

Sonat. Joyce turned her face in the direction of the president's office.

It's better not to be that person......

Otherwise......

Otherwise, he'd kicked him off that pinnacle.

A man who has no rights in his hands, a small accident can kill him.

Nothing can stop his desire to control the world.

All directions that are not his will will be reversed and destroyed by those who stand in his way.

Minutes and seconds passed, and an hour later, someone came to inform him that he could enter the president's office to meet His Excellency.

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