Ah Feng hesitated for a moment before saying, "An family."

Zhan Xiuchen's heart sank slightly, but at the same time, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

Settling down, at least unlike the president of the Southern Kingdom, is completely out of the question.

“I also contacted the An family, but Miss Anya’s father said that he was very dissatisfied with the President’s behavior last time, so he would only be willing to talk to the President and consider whether to give the serum to the President if the President personally apologized to him.”

Upon hearing this, Zhan Xiuchen did not hesitate at all.

He said, "Make arrangements for me immediately. I need to meet Anya's father."

Ah Feng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Your Majesty, Anya's father said he wanted you to apologize, but I could tell he had a lot of prejudice against you. I'm afraid he's using this as an excuse to humiliate Your Majesty."

The last time Anya's father arranged to meet Zhan Xiuchen, Zhan Xiuchen left in a hurry because of Shi Nian's matter.

Anya's father was furious.

Ah Feng was also there, so he could see it clearly.

Men of Anya's father's stature, though not involved in politics, are treated with great respect by presidents of various countries wherever they go because of their vast oil reserves.

Therefore, Zhan Xiuchen's hasty departure was a great insult to Anya's father.

He certainly won't let this go, and he'll find a way to get revenge.

Now Zhan Xiuchen needs the serum in Anya's father's possession. It's clear that Anya's father's demand for Zhan Xiuchen to apologize before further discussion is an attempt to avenge the humiliation he suffered.

Moreover, even if Zhan Xiuchen is gone, it is unknown whether Anya's father will give this precious antiviral serum to Zhan Xiuchen.

That's why Ah Feng had almost no hope, and immediately knelt down in front of Zhan Xiuchen as soon as he returned.

Zhan Xiuchen could also understand Ah Feng's concerns.

He said, "Since there is hope for the An family, we should give it a try. As long as we can save Shi Nian, nothing else matters."

.........

Private room at the club.

This was the same place where Zhan Xiuchen and Anya's father, Ansen, had arranged to meet last time.

And we met here today, at Ansenti's.

The reason for wanting to meet in the same private room where they met last time is quite clear.

It was clear to Ansen that Zhan Xiuchen's hasty departure during their last meeting was already a disgrace.

And where you suffered the humiliation, you will seek redemption there.

As Zhan Xiuchen was about to enter the private room, Afeng asked with some concern, "Mr. President, would you like me to accompany you in?"

"It's alright, you can wait outside," Zhan Xiu said calmly.

Ah Feng's unease deepened, and he looked at Zhan Xiuchen, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Zhan Xiuchen knew what Ah Feng was thinking, so he didn't say anything and was about to push the door open and go in.

“Mr. Zhan.” Just then, Ah Feng suddenly said.

Zhan Xiuchen paused as he was about to push the door open, and a ripple flashed in his eyes as he looked at Afeng.

Mr. Zhan.

This was what Ah Feng used to call him.

Ah Feng had been calling him that even before he became president.

After he was elected president, Ah Feng started calling him "President".

Therefore, hearing this name from Ah Feng again gave Zhan Xiuchen a feeling that was both strange and familiar for a moment.

“Mr. Zhan, you are the president.” Ah Feng stared intently at Zhan Xiuchen: “Your position is above all else, and no one can surpass your position.”

"Because it is not worth it for you to be humiliated by anyone or anything. Your position is what it is, Your Excellency!"

Seeing Zhan Xiuchen push the door open and enter, Afeng suddenly felt a little scared.

They were afraid that Zhan Xiuchen would put aside his own status and position in order to save Shi Nian.

This is something Ah Feng doesn't want to see.

Since following Zhan Xiuchen, Zhan Xiuchen has been like a god in A Feng's heart.

Zhan Xiuchen understood what Ah Feng meant. He sighed slightly, then patted Ah Feng's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Ah Feng, I used to think that if I became president, then politics would be above all else for me."

"Anyone, anything, can be sacrificed in the face of politics, but now I suddenly realize I was wrong..."

Zhan Xiuchen's voice grew softer and softer, a flicker of disorientation crossing his dark eyes.

He stood outside the isolation room while Shi Nian lay inside, the scene of the two of them looking at each other through the thick, transparent glass resurfacing in his mind.

This made his heart feel as if it were being violently torn apart, causing him great pain.

He used to think that everything could be sacrificed for politics.

Including his marriage.

Including anyone.

Until Shi Nian's life hung in the balance, his fate hanging by a thread...

At that moment, he suddenly realized that nothing was more important than keeping Shi Nian alive.

"It's all worth it as long as she can wake up." After saying this, Zhan Xiuchen pushed open the door and entered.

.........

Inside the private room, Anson was already waiting.

He was sitting on the sofa. When he saw Zhan Xiuchen arrive, he didn't even get up. He just smiled and said, "President, you've arrived. I've been waiting for a long time and I'm getting thirsty."

After speaking, Anson glanced at the teapot on the coffee table.

Then he looked at Zhan Xiuchen, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Zhan Xiuchen walked over, bent down, poured tea, and handed it to Ansen: "Mr. An, please have some tea."

Anson's smile deepened.

The fact that the president himself poured him tea certainly gave him great satisfaction.

If this were the first time they met, and Zhan Xiuchen acted like this, how could he possibly hold a grudge against Zhan Xiuchen?

Anson took the teacup, but the next second, he let go of it.

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