Chapter 1045: Chapter 1045 Like a Bastard Like You (1)
Except for Wilson, only his prized protégé—the last congressman to raise his hand—did not leave.
Seeing the person turn his face in his direction, Wilson felt slightly comforted. At least he hadn’t invested too much in him, at least he knew to stay and keep him company.
“Let’s go, let’s find a place to have a drink.”
“Senator Wilson,” the other person just smiled at him, “You know, I also have to attend the luncheon, I’m afraid I can’t accompany you for a drink. Besides, your health isn’t very good, you should drink less in the future and enjoy your holiday.”
Patting Wilson’s arm, the other person stepped forward to leave.
“Stop right there!” Wilson yelled in anger, “You… you betray like this?”
Others betrayed him and he wasn’t too upset, but this person was soone he had personally brought up, yet he was so heartless.
The person stopped at the doorway, turned his face to smile at him.
“I rember you said before, ‘Emotions aren’t needed in politics,’ I think you’re right, this ti, I don’t want to choose the wrong side!”
After saying this, the person strutted away, leaving Wilson powerless as he slumped back into his chair, his face pale and bloodless.
An assistant rushed in with confusion, only to see the once spirited elder, sitting decadently in the chair, seemingly aged ten years in an instant.
“Senator?”
“Don’t call Senator!” Wilson roared, “I don’t even qualify to eat at the Royal Palace’s luncheon, what kind of senator am I?”
The assistant, not understanding the situation, was startled by him, only wearing a helpless expression.
“Sir?”
“Shut up!” Wilson stood up, hurriedly rushing toward the door, walked two steps, suddenly his body swayed, and he collapsed to the side.
“Sir!” The assistant quickly rushed over to support him, seeing his noticeably peculiar complexion, the assistant hurriedly moved him to the side of the table, swiftly took out his blood pressure dication, and brought it to his mouth, “Quick, take a pill!”
Wilson swallowed the pill with the cup handed over, weakly leaning back in the chair, and let out a long sigh.
Indeed, he was truly getting old!
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United States, Las Vegas.
A Boeing airplane smoothly taxied into the parking spot, the plane from the East ca to a successful stop, and then the passengers began to orderly disembark the plane.
In the first-class cabin, a man in casual attire stepped out.
“Thank you for flying with us, we hope to see you again on Italian Airlines!”
The flight attendant smiled politely at him, and the man tilted his head, returned a smile, and strode out of the exit.
The man seed to be about twenty-four or twenty-five, tall and slim, his casual outfit fitting his body perfectly, his gait sowhat lazy.
Unlike other passengers burdened with nurous bags, he had only a simple backpack, and as he walked towards the exit, he raised both hands to stretch lazily.
“Finally free!”
“Make way, make way!” a girl with a baseball cap squeezed out from the economy class, “Sorry, I really have an urgent matter, excuse …”
While smiling and apologizing to people, the girl slipped out of the cabin door, saw Qiao Liang ahead dialing a number on his phone, she mischievously smiled, imdiately quickened her pace to follow him, watched for the right mont, then jumped forward and tightly grabbed his arm.
“Aliang, what a coincidence!”
This man was none other than Qiao Liang, a good friend Gan Yuan t while working in a hotel.
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