Chapter 972: Full of Anger
"I asked you to come over at seven o'clock in the evening, why are you coming here so early in the morning?!" Sheng Shimo roared at Professor Wu.
In the evening...seven o'clock?
Professor Wu was yelled at and was stunned. He hurriedly took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to Sheng Shimo tremblingly. "Your Excellency, President, I...I don't mean to offend Miss Wen, but...the notification on the text message is indeed true." It does say it’s seven o’clock in the morning…”
Morning?
Sheng Shimo took the phone and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw that the content of the text message was seven o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't help but frowned.
How is this going? !
At this moment, the driver suddenly rushed out and knelt down in front of Sheng Shimo. He was so scared that he couldn't even speak.
"General... Mr. President, it's all my fault. I was too sleepy when I sent a text message to Professor Wu. As a result... I edited seven o'clock in the evening to seven in the morning. Mr. President, I didn't mean it. You …Please forgive me this time!”
After hearing this, Sheng Shimo's originally cold eyes seemed to burst into flames, staring down at the driver as if he was going to burn him to ashes.
Then, he opened his thin lips lightly.
"Get out of the presidential palace, I don't need useless people around me!"
Compared with the raging anger in his eyes, Sheng Shimo's tone of voice was calm and calm, as if he was telling a very ordinary thing.
After saying that, he walked around the driver blocking the road without even giving him a chance to beg for mercy.
Professor Wu, who had been watching, knew that it was none of his business and it was not his fault, but he was still so scared that his teeth began to chatter.
The sudden fear spread all the way to his limbs.
So... so terrible!
Sheng Shimo was not a reckless man, and he would not have rashly asked a psychology professor to come to the Presidential Palace to treat Wen Churan without telling her.
He specially arranged for the psychology professor to come over at night, just because he wanted to talk to her calmly before doing so, and it would be best to obtain her consent.
Who would have known that something like this would go wrong.
Professor Wu stood aside and said cautiously, "Basically, there are very few patients who are willing to see a psychiatrist. In the minds of ordinary people, seeing a psychiatrist means that they are sick, and they are afraid that others will look at them strangely." When looking at oneself, it is natural that a kind of resistance arises.
But your Excellency, President, there is no need to worry. The human heart may seem strong, but it is actually vulnerable. As long as I come here every day and chat with Miss Wen as a friend, I will definitely be able to open Miss Wen's heart. "
Sheng Shimo was sitting on the sofa, pressing his swollen temples with his knuckled fingers, looking a little restless.
He casually sent Professor Wu away, "I will let you know when I come here next time."
"Yes!" Professor Wu responded, then turned around and left the Presidential Palace.
At noon, the dishes on the table were prepared, but Wen Churan showed up.
Seeing that Sheng Shimo's face was getting more and more ugly, the servant hurriedly said, "Miss Wen just sent a message, saying that she was so full that she couldn't eat anything. Let us... leave her alone..."
"Send the food!" Sheng Shimo said coldly, with a strong tone, "No matter what you think of, let her eat! If she doesn't eat, get out of the Presidential Palace!"
Upon hearing this, the servants in the restaurant turned pale with fright and hurried to prepare the dishes.