My Husband, Warm The Bed

He saluted, and of course the people did, too, and a long time passed.

At this time, a person rushed over and handed a report to Quan Lizhang: "Old sir, this is the number of people who actually voted for Mr. Quan Dongming on the internet to become president."

Quan Lizhang flipped open the data table, and when he saw the data, he nodded his head in satisfaction before looking at Quan Dongming who was beside him, "Dong Ming, not only are all the representatives present here hoping that you can succeed the position of President. The number of people voting under the actual names of the networks that have just been collected has reached eighty percent. With the expectations of the people so high, what reason do you have to decline? "

Quan Dongming put on a difficult expression, clenched his fist, and said hesitantly: "Uncle, it\'s not that I don\'t want to, but I ??"

Among the people\'s delegations below the stage, one of them immediately took the lead and shouted, "Mr. Dong Ming, the President is none other than you, please do not decline."

These scenes were all rehearsed beforehand, one person instigating a commotion, naturally everyone responded, wanting to create the illusion that Quan Dongming becoming the next President was something the entire country would nominate.

Just now, Quan Lizhang had also said that a nation should not be without an owner. With Quan Nandi in trouble, the most urgent matter now was to choose a new President to stabilize the situation.

When something happened to Quan Nandi, he would become the most experienced among the younger generation in the Quan family, and was also the most likely candidate to be the next President.

Whether it was Quan Lizhang or Su Wanqin who was beside him, or Quan Dongming himself, none of them would be willing to miss this opportunity.

Everyone started to cheer, "Mr. Dong Ming, it\'s none other than you, please stand up and take charge of the situation, don\'t decline."

Everyone shouted in unison, their voices resounding to the heavens.

Just as these voices were shaking the heavens, Quan Lizhang whispered into Quan Dongming\'s ear. "Dong Ming, there\'s already no one who can stop you from sitting in the position of President anymore. "Brat, work hard. The future world is yours."

Quan Dongming smiled and nodded: "My great uncle, don\'t worry, this world is mine, and also yours."

Quan Lizhang expressed satisfaction, but he could not help but feel pity: "Sigh, if only my son was half as filial as you."

Thinking about his own son, Quan Lizhang more or less felt sad and regretful.

His three sons were either dead or gone, but compared to losing his son, he was more afraid of losing power.

Therefore, on the scale of power and family love, Quan Lizhang\'s heart leaned towards power, and automatically gave up family love.

He then said, "When you get that seat, what do you want then? Not to mention the Qin Family, even if you want a hundred of those little girls, what would it be worth?"

"Little brat from Qin Family? Uncle, do you think that I want the little girl from Qin Family? " Quan Dongming laughed softly. He really thought that he had set his sights on the little girl from Qin Family.

In his heart, power was more important than anything else. What was that little brat Qin Leran worth?

Quan Dongming admitted that the little girl Qin Family was not bad. He had a good figure and looked good.

But was he going to like her just because she was beautiful?

Perhaps, he did like her, but he liked her not because she was outstanding and beautiful, but because she was a woman that Quan Nandi liked.

As long as it was Quan Nandi\'s possessions, he wanted them all. He wanted them all back, just like how Quan Nandi\'s mother stole everything that belonged to his mother all those years ago.

Or perhaps, the only reason he wanted to get that little girl was because of the gigantic Sheng Tian Group and the business genius Qin Yue.

After he became the President of A Nation, if he could still get that little girl and the support of Sheng Tian, why would he worry about making A Nation rich and prosperous.

Everyone was still shouting, and even the audience in front of their televisions started cheering as well. At this moment, the entire country was looking forward to it, hoping that Quan Dongming would nod and agree.

Finally, Quan Dongming slowly raised his hand and waved it, signalling for everyone to be quiet. When the place became so quiet that the sounds of breathing could become noise, Quan Dongming opened his mouth and spoke: "Since everyone has so much confidence in me, then, what reason do I have to reject. As long as my people need me, I will do my best to serve them in the future. "

Su Wanqin, who was standing beside Quan Lizhang, looked at him quietly. As she did so, the corners of her lips lifted slightly as she laughed softly.

She had endured for thirty years, pla

ing and scheming. Today, everything was finally over, allowing her to take a deep breath.

The dead woman and her dead son could no longer hinder their progress.

"Hehe ~ ~ ~"

Thinking about that dead woman, Su Wanqin felt so much joy and hate in her heart. Back then, that woman entered the Quan Family\'s mansion, and looked down on her so much.

But in the end?

In the end, the bones of that dead woman were rotten, but she lived well, and watched her son ascend to the highest power in A.

"Son ??"

Su Wanqin silently called out that person, the son who had been sent to someone else\'s home to be raised since birth. She had lived for more than twenty years yet had never been carried around by her arms like a spoiled child.

Back then, if that woman hadn\'t stolen everything that belonged to her, how could she have lived for thirty years without a proper reputation?

Not only did she lack a name and a share, even his flesh and blood were separated. Even when they met in the past, Quan Dongming didn\'t know that she was his biological mother.

In the future, she would no longer have to wait. She would finally be able to recognize her son and openly call him mother.

"Who gave you the guts to spread rumors and disturb the public?"

Suddenly, a familiar cold voice came out, pulling Su Wanqin who was in the midst of her fantasy back to reality.

She turned around to look and saw that her eyes were fixated on Quan Nandi, who was walking over with graceful steps.

"Quan Nandi?"

Many people at the scene shouted out these three words at the same time. They all stared with wide eyes at the tall figure that was walking towards them.

Was it really Quan Nandi?

How come he didn\'t die?

What was going on?

At the same time, a big question mark appeared on the faces of many of the people present.