When Song Zihan heard this, he immediately understood what Zhuo Yifan meant. His uneasy heart was relieved a little. If Zhuo Yifan just wanted to collect some things, there would be no possibility of contact with other people. Naturally, his identity
Being able to keep it confidential. What she was most worried about was whether Zhuo Yifan's identity would be leaked or found out.
"Better be careful." Song Zihan reminded.
"Don't worry. I'm not just here to vent my anger. This time I want the Philippines to pay for my wife and lose its troops, and obediently admit that Yellowstone Island is our Chinese territory." Zhuo Yifan nodded confidently.
Zhuo Yifan's words made Song Zihan's eyes light up. While the worries in his heart faded away, there was also a hint of expectation. I wonder if my little husband has done something extraordinary this time?
Soon, Zhuo Yifan took Song Zihan to the presidential palace located on the banks of the Pasig River in Manila. Zhuo Yifan just used the sacred stone to check the situation of the entire mansion at high altitude, and then took Song Zihan directly to a section of the presidential palace.
In the big office. Because there is no one here now, the leaders around are also very relaxed. The president is not in the presidential palace, which gives Zhuo Yifan the opportunity to take action. In fact, the President of the Philippines is watching from the street at this time.
I couldn't be more proud of that grand parade.
"This should be the office of the president." After Song Zihan looked around, he asked helplessly: "There are so many things, where can you find the information you want?"
"Why are you looking for it? Why don't you just move everything here? When you get back, let me sort it out slowly!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly, and then shook his storage ring. Only a moment later
, all the books, documents, and even the safe on the bookshelf, desk, and desk were all gone.
"Isn't it too damaging for you to do this? Why don't you make that president angry to death?" Seeing this, Song Zihan shook his head and reminded him with a bit of laughter.
"Master, I just want to piss him off to death. Let's see if he dares to play tricks in the future!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly.
"Do you want to go to other places to see?" Song Zihan asked with a change of subject.
"Now that we're here, of course we have to go around. Then of course we have to go to Mr. President's room. Let's go!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled, and then disappeared into the office with Song Zihan.
Not long after, Zhuo Yifan and Song Zihan appeared in the large suite of the presidential palace. This time, Zhuo Yifan was merciful and did not steal the president's underwear. He just rummaged through the desk and
There were written materials and USB disks on the bedside table. Unexpectedly, after searching for them, Zhuo Yifan actually discovered something unusual.
A letter, addressed to the President of the Philippines, was not signed, but its content moved Zhuo Yifan's heart.
"Now I understand why the Philippines suddenly jumped like this! I'm going to break their legs this time. Let's see how they jump in the future!" Zhuo Yifan sneered and snorted.
"What's written on it?" Song Zihan also looked surprised. He quickly took the piece of paper from Zhuo Yifan's hand and looked at it carefully.
"Sure enough, someone is planning the action behind the scenes. According to you, who could it be?" Song Zihan looked at it for a while, then asked with a livid face.