Zhenbei is indeed a careful person. Although he likes to play and show off, Sarah observes every expression and every word of this child in detail. He is a reliable and trustworthy brother.
The evening dinner was prepared by the old father Xiao Zhen himself. When it comes to cooking, Xiao Zhen’s cooking is the best in the whole family.
“Thank you Zhenbei for your careful consideration for Osa, but Osa’s transportation will be handled by the embassy’s car and personnel.
Zhenbei, you know that you can't study at Jingshan School as an ordinary international student.
But it's not 100% impossible to read. The main reason is that there is not enough time. Osa is still young, so it is inevitable that some people will take advantage of the presence of their grandfather and father at home and behave themselves.
So to avoid trouble, it is simpler and more efficient to apply for study directly through diplomatic channels as Prince Osa. Sarah said apologetically about the operation of Osa's study.
“Aunt Sarah, you don’t have to be like this, Osa is my brother no matter what.
My original thought was that if I encountered something I couldn't handle, I could go to Vice President Kong and Vice President Zhang and act cute and coquettish. It seems that there is no need to go through so much trouble.
But brother Osa should live here. I will cook dinner and lunch every day for him to take. What if something happens? Isn't it cleaner, hygienic and safer? What do you think, Dad?" Zhenbei said
"Well, let's do as Zhenbei said. Let's do this first. You don't know how you will be busy later.
"Zhenbei, after you finish these two majors, will you continue your studies at Tsinghua University?" Xiao Zhen asked about his child's academic plans.
"Stay here. There are many research institutes here, and there is no shortage of research projects for the old men. Otherwise, go to Shanghai or Gangcheng. There are only three places. When my younger brother comes, he always needs an older brother to take care of him.
He is young and has not lived in the north for a long time, so I can still take care of him. "Zhenbei thought for a while and said
"I told you before that your mother asked you to go to North America in October to campaign for your grandfather. What do you think? Don't be shy and just say it." Xiao Zhen asked about this again.
Seeing that the father and son were about to discuss private matters, Sarah found an excuse to take Osa to the third courtyard.
"Mom, is my second brother's grandfather really going to run for the position of president?" Osa asked.
"Yeah, who can say for sure whether his grandfather can be elected? If your eldest and second brothers are elected, it will be a different story." Sarah said slowly.
"Will the lighthouse attack our bay area? We have to be careful with their usual practices." Osa was worried about the safety of his territory.
"Your father's hard work over the past year has not been in vain. The weapon has been shipped back. Our people have learned how to operate it under the guidance of the home training team. We are very safe.
By the way, Osa, we have an Osa Oil Company. I was having tea with Mrs. Rose, the President next door.
They want to trade our oil fields for the weapons we produce.
What do you think of forming a joint venture with your elder and second brothers to acquire the oil field? Only in this way can we keep this hot potato." Sarah vividly described the key to the oil field business.
The mother and son became more and more excited as they talked, and they were just waiting for the right time to take the eldest and the second son to have a bite of the cake together.
In another room, Zhenbei was stunned by his father's shocking proposal. After a 10-minute silence, Zhenbei looked into his father's eyes and said, "Dad, my brother and I are Chinese, right?"
"There is no doubt that you are Chinese and you are all good sons of your father." Xiao Zhen nodded seriously in response to the mixed-race children who cared about this very much.
"Dad, I thought about how China is like the rising sun in the morning, while my mother is like the setting sun.
Why should I go to North America to fight like those who joined the Kuomintang in 1949 if I don’t want to rise with them?
And my mother hasn't considered one thing yet. My eldest brother and I are grandchildren, but these two are just grandchildren.
Also, there is no such thing in North America that they won't swallow up the things of their younger generations. There are many precedents.
Dad, I agree with supporting grandpa, but I think it’s a bad idea for mom to stay there.
Dad, you will respect my choice, right? When another Osa comes, his chest will be so full that he will take care of others.
What's going on here? A man should keep his word, right? "Zhenbei said further.
Xiao Zhen stood up from his chair, turned around a few times, and then sat down and said, "Since you have thought it through, kid, let's do this. We won't plant flags in North America.
But this time, your grandpa selected you to go to the platform, this old man is not helping his relatives. Come on, let's go to the training ground to talk about other things. "Xiao Zhen took his second son to the sports field
When we got there, he took out his phone, opened the map, and pointed to the area next to Osa. "There's oil here. I heard you're trying to trade the oil fields for weapons with your brother.
Then your aunt Sarah must want you two brothers to form a joint venture with Osa Oil Company to take it over.
It depends on what your grandfather does at that time. Of course, your grandfather will succeed in taking the position. If he fails, the hard cap can also protect the oil fields you have taken.
If you don't have enough funds, your bank will support you at any time. The oil fields will be managed by Osa, and you just have to follow suit. Do you understand?"
"Dad is awesome! I understand..."
On the first day of school, after breakfast, Zhenbei felt a little uncomfortable looking at his younger brother Osa with a cloth on his head and a scepter.
"Your Highness, we are ready, let's go!" said a staff member of the Chinese embassy as he opened the car door.
Osa nodded with his chin held high, got into the embassy car with the Jordanian flag, and then drove to Jingshan School in a small convoy of four cars, with a flashing car leading the way and two security cars following behind.
When they arrived at the destination, Prince Osa, wearing a white cloth with gold edges on his head and carrying a crocodile leather backpack, walked in front. A group of people surrounded him and went to the principal's office.
Of course, the procedures went smoothly, and Osa became a student in Class 9, Grade 2 of the junior high school department of Jingshan School. This class is a class for top students.
This is Prince Osa's actual level of knowledge, not something he got by using connections to force his way into the top student class.
Then the principal and the head teacher took the little prince to visit the cafeteria. The little prince asked if he could bring his own lunch and if there was a microwave to heat it up for him.
The school thought that the little prince might have educational concerns, so they immediately agreed to install several public microwave ovens in the cafeteria for students to use in the afternoon.
Before leaving, Osa took an envelope from the military attaché and said to the people from the Municipal Education Commission who followed him: "Excuse me, this is a donation of 10 million US dollars to the Hope Project. I hope that China-Johor relations will reach a new level!"
In the car, the Deputy Minister of the Embassy and the Deputy Minister of Royal Affairs asked the little prince the same question: "Do you really not want to live in the embassy or the house arranged by it? Do you have to live in Academician Xiao's house?"
"This was arranged by my father and mother. Besides, my second brother is not just an ordinary college student. Grandpa and the teachers who care about him have already provided him with security. He is very safe." Osa said without pretending to be a jerk.
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