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Chapter 1976

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Just as the secretary was about to turn around and inform him, the president called out to him.

"There's no need to inform them."

The president knew that his authority was limited, so it was useless to call them over.

He picked up his coat and went straight from the office to the parking lot.

"Sir, I'll help you drive."

The driver, who had been on standby, saw the president coming over and quickly walked to the side of the car.

The president refused. "No need."

The president hesitated for a moment. He felt that driving a bus was too eye-catching, not to mention that he didn't know if there was a GPS or something like that on the bus.

"I'll take the car myself."

The driver looked at the president strangely. He felt that the president was a little strange. Why would he do such a thing?

Usually, the president would want to drive this custom-made presidential car every three steps of the way.

In order to show his true identity as the president.

But this time, his excellency the president actually left from the back door of the Pavilion Lord Manor. Then, he went around to another street and opened a car.

"Go to this address."

The president sat in the back seat and closed his eyes deeply.

That bloody severed hand was still in front of his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of it.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but want to vomit. Of course, he knew that that person was not a good person.

But he... He no longer had any choice.

From the moment he stepped on this ship, he could only sink and perish with it.

"Here?"

The taxi stopped at the entrance of a certain shopping mall.

The president got out of the car and went to the mall. He used cash to buy a set of clothes and even a wig.

In less than half an hour, the president changed in the men's bathroom on the second floor of the mall.

He had long, artistic hair, and his clothes were also artistic. Even if someone were to meet him face to face, they would not think of him as the high and mighty president.

The president looked at himself in the mirror. He reached his hand under the faucet and wet his hair.

Then, he carried a large cloth bag to the nearby Digital Street and bought a second-hand phone with a temporary phone number.

"It's me. I want to see you."

After the call connected, the president went straight to the point.

The man on the other end of the phone chuckled. "The president wants to see me. How can I not give you the honor?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just give me the address."

The president suppressed his anger. Their cooperation was going very smoothly. Why would such a problem occur at this juncture?

"I'll send the address to your current phone later."

After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a bang.

The president stood at the corner of the street, holding his phone and waiting.

About five minutes later, the president received a text message. It was the location of their meeting.

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