The president's test

- In the West reception room of the presidential palace-

Ruan Mengmeng had been waiting there for more than an hour.

Mr. President was indeed busy every day. After getting someone to bring her here, she did not see him at all.

Ruan Mengmeng, on the other hand, maintained her posture with her back straight and her hands on her lap.

As time passed, her palms were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Grandfather, no, it was the president of war victory who called her over. What exactly did he want to talk about?

Did he want to talk to her because he had done a good deed, or was it for something else?

Sitting in the reception room, the girl's bright eyes were fixed on the closed door.

No one could understand the uneasiness in her heart at this moment.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from afar, and then the door of the reception room was pushed open from the outside.