His Royal Highness's Favorite: The Queen's Road

Chapter 53

Inside the party committee office.

The interior is filled with sandalwood, which is antique.

In July, the fire is flowing, but there is steam billowing between the purple sand teapots on the white jade low table, and the stove is burning, and the tea is brewed on the fire.

There is a half-played chessboard on the desk.

Old Secretary Nie, who was wearing a silk Tang suit, dropped a black piece on the chessboard, and raised his hand to pour tea for the man opposite.

The air-conditioning of the central air conditioner is a bit loud.

Old Secretary Nie looked kindly, looking up and down at the person who was playing chess with him.

It was just before the National Day Golden Week, and it was unbearably hot at noon, and it was really cold in the morning and evening.

The man was dressed in a formal suit, but he was wearing a coquettish dark-pattern trench coat, and the style was too out of tune.

Old Secretary Nie handed him the teacup and said slowly, "Ze'er, I know you're busy, but you still have to pay attention to yourself. Look at you."

"It's okay, I caught a cold."

Although the voice was slightly hoarse, it couldn't hide the man's charming voice.

"I'll use a paper cup, don't make you sick..."

Old Secretary Nie shook his head: "If you just find a piece of clothing and put it on, will your illness be cured?"

"A little cold."

The man was handsome, with a warm complexion like jade, thin lips soft and pale, pale and sickly red.

He turned his head slowly, coughed lightly, then dropped a white piece on the chessboard, and continued to look at the student union information sheet on the wooden coffee table.

A thick stack of documents was stacked on the low pear wood table.

He read the ten lines one by one at a glance, rummaging quickly with his slender fingers, and suddenly his fingertips paused, and a completed form came out.

After he saw the name clearly, his eyebrows raised slightly.

His soft eyes lingered on those words.

He was playing with the teacup carelessly, with a faint smile on his lips, seeming to be engrossed in it.

"Ze'er, I'm besieged on all sides, the old man is about to lose..."

Old Secretary Nie sighed, seeing that Jingze was only looking at the materials and ignoring himself, so he had no choice but to drink tea by himself.

This young man is the same as ten years ago. Once he focuses on something, he doesn't think about others at all, and he doesn't care about talking to him.

After a long time, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, the old man advised: "Ze'er, Xiao Jingze! The tea is cold..."

"En." The other party responded lightly.

Jing Ze took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and his eyes fell on the unfinished chess game, "Teacher, this game is up to you."

The old man stared blankly: "The old man has already said, I admit defeat."

"A round is not over, it's all variables, how can we know the victory or defeat?"

Also behaved to the old man.

Old Secretary Nie chuckled, "The defeat is set. Since you were in high school, I have been talking with you for ten years, attacking and defending in every possible way. I boast that I have a sharp eye. I always think that you have finally lost an opening for me." , in the end, you still suffer!"

Jing Ze smiled: "This time, the teacher will not suffer."

Old Secretary Nie waved his hand, held the sunspot that was about to fall back into his palm, and said repeatedly: "I'm old, my heart is not good, I can't stand your surprise, look at your little white dragons, It’s about to swallow me alive, what’s the variable, it’s not coming, if you lose, you lose.”

Jing Ze smiled lightly and said nothing more.

He stared down at the chessboard.

After a while, his fingertips swept over a little white dragon on the chessboard, picked up a white piece on the dragon's wing, and threw it into Old Secretary Nie's chessboard.

It was full of black pieces, and suddenly there was a white piece, which was different and eye-catching.

He said, "Teacher, I will entrust this white stone to you."

Old Secretary Nie was startled when he heard this.

People outside said that if His Highness said something, something would happen.

(End of this chapter)