Ministry of Foreign Affairs Press Room.
A man leaned against the central podium, dressed in a tailored black suit with a deep red tie.
Facing the spotlights and dia below the stage, his dark eyes showed no emotion, his face perpetually stern and refined.
A journalist stood up, with a Yuanhua Society badge pinned to his chest.
"Minister Bo, yesterday Pri Minister Di Liuo of R Country claid that your remarks about R Country last week were insulting. What comnt do you have on this?" he asked.
Bao Nan’s cold gaze swept over him, causing the journalist to feel an imdiate chill.
"The linguistic culture of Hua Country is vast and profound. Our generation has condensed it into a Hua Country dictionary, which I rember is priced at 48 RMB. I personally suggest Pri Minister Di Liuo acquire a copy."
The cool voice echoed throughout the press room, the aura he emitted suffocating everyone present.
The obvious diplomatic targeting by R Country was instantly defused by Bao Nan.
Want to exploit cultural differences to claim my remarks insult you?
Sorry, buy yourself a dictionary and study it at ho.
Everyone marveled, truly worthy of the title of Hua Country’s top diplomat, Minister Bo...
"Alright, today’s press conference ends here. If you have more questions, we’ll et next week."
After speaking, Bao Nan picked up the docunts on the podium and calmly walked backstage.
His good friend Gu Qize had been waiting inside for quite so ti.
"Second Brother, you were truly amazing," Gu Qize grinned, wearing a flamboyant colorful shirt.
Bao Nan tugged at his deep red tie and gave him a cold glance, "What’s the matter?"
Seeing his indifferent attitude, Gu Qize pouted, blinking sadly, "Oh, Second Brother, how can you be so harsh to ～"
Waa waa waa.
He was really heartbroken, having rushed all the way to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Press Room.
Just to see his beloved Second Brother, only to be scolded by him!!
Bao Nan’s face remained emotionless. He said coldly, "Do you have sothing to say?"
Gu Qize: "..."
Alright, he overestimated his position in Bao Nan’s heart.
He awkwardly touched his nose, "Second Brother, Third Brother returned from D Country. Shall we gather at Imperial Palace No.1 tonight?"
Bao Nan didn’t respond imdiately; he reached his hand into the pocket of his suit.
Opening his palm again, there was a candy box with yellowing corners, looking sowhat old.
The switch edges were heavily discolored, as if frequently touched by soone.
Bao Nan’s movents were slight and ticulous, afraid to break the candy box with any force. At this mont, his eyes no longer held frost, vaguely showing a hint of tenderness.
The candy box opened, revealing a few White Rabbit Creamy Candies inside.
Bao Nan unwrapped a candy and popped it into his mouth.
"Alright, but I won’t drink," he said softly.
Gu Qize exhaled, thoughtfully staring at the candy box.
If he rembered correctly, this thing had been around since his Second Brother’s high school days and was treated like a precious treasure.
He guessed it must have been a gift from so girl to his Second Brother, after all...
Who was his Second Brother?
The widely feared Young Master Xiao in Beijing, the diplomatic legend of Hua Country.
With a whole bunch of admirers behind him.
Though he didn’t understand why his Second Brother, with such a huge family business, insisted on becoming a diplomat.
Anyway, his Second Brother was the best, and that’s all that mattered!
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