I Got on a Ghost Ship By Mistake and Was Forced To Be the Captain

  Chapter 139 Prime Minister's House

  Didn't dare to stay at the entrance of the great hall for too long, Tu Fu's name was so resounding that all the freshmen of this year's Columbia University knew him.

  Follow Sophie all the way around to a remote coffee shop, and it is still the innermost location.

  Tu Fu carefully took off his sunglasses, turned his head from side to side suspiciously, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was not recognized by others.

  There were only two people on the coffee table and chairs. That Miss Shakira had good eyesight, she made excuses in advance and ran away with the manuscript of the poem.

   "Mr. Capet, this is not in line with your style. Why didn't you see the arrogance just now and hid here."

  Sophie tilted her head, deliberately joking.

"Ah."

  If it were known that he was going with this beautiful pearl of Columbia University, I don’t know how many people would want to tie the villain in the middle of the night.

  Tu Fu shook his head indifferently, "I don't want to be as knowledgeable as them. With all due respect, the freshmen at Columbia University can't compare to our library..."

"Hey!"

   Noticing Miss Winster's raised eyebrows, the other party had already predicted what he was going to say, Tu Fu stopped in time and didn't mention Mungo.

  He naturally changed the subject again.

   "How are you doing at Columbia University, I heard that the students here are not easy to provoke, there are parties and some bad culture everywhere.

  Personally, I don’t recommend you to enter their circle. In the end, they are just a group of young men and women with empty hearts, and there is nothing worth interacting with. "

   "It's not easy to provoke you, and you will provoke them all."

  Sophie rolled her eyes speechlessly, thinking that someone is the least qualified to mention this.

  However, what Tu Fu said is true. Since coming to Göttinghagen, Sophie's vision has been refreshed again and again. This place is completely opposite to Liz, which is barren of entertainment.

   Pompous, luxurious, luxurious, full of comparison and showing off everywhere.

  Girls always like to show off their new skirts and handbags together, talk about the receptions held by high society, and even proudly talk about which big people they spend a night with.

   This so-called seeing the world is a subversion of her worldview when facing her, a girl who came out of a small city.

   Sometimes if you don't pay attention, you may get lost in the vortex.

   "Big cities always eat people. If you stay here for a long time, you will inevitably be affected by the atmosphere here. If you have any troubles, you can write to me." Tu Fu talked about it as a person who has been there.

  For young men and women in their twenties, they are most likely to go astray when they first arrive in a big city. "In any case, I always think that restraint is much cooler than indulgence."

   "Who told you this?"

   Seeing Sophie's surprised gaze, she was puzzled by the unsuitable remarks of Tu Fu, who immediately added: "I guess if it was Uncle Ethan, he would definitely say that."

   "No, if it was Dad, he would definitely say to be wary of those little **** with malicious intentions. They have been thinking about tricking you into opening a room in a hotel since the first sentence they said."

  Sophie deliberately changed to a thick voice to imitate Uncle Ethan, and also amused Tu Fu.

  In this case, it fits the police officer Winston who once married his son.

"There is really one thing that bothers me. You should know that you have met him. The Edmund director of our college who has won the Pulitzer Prize for journalism is very famous in the journalism circle. Such a person is willing to be me. Mentor, this is really incredible.

   After all, apart from my studies, I have nothing special. You can find a lot of girls like me among the freshmen at Columbia University, but why do you say that a professor of that level would choose me as a student. "

  Sophie always scratched her thick blond hair when she was upset, and this time was no exception, she already scratched her head when she was talking.

   It seems that this incident seems to have troubled her for a long time.

   "At least your positioning of yourself is still very clear, which is really gratifying."

  Tufu picked up the brown sugar coffee in front of him, and made some comments.

  Seeing that Sophie's angry fist was about to hit, Tu Fu hurriedly put down his cup and raised his hand to surrender.

"Okay, let's take a guess, maybe it's because you did well in school, maybe it's because your image suits the media industry, maybe it's because you have a good-looking brother Tu Fu, but in reality it's all unimportant."

   "None of it matters?"

   "Yes, these are all irrelevant things." Tu Fu raised his head seriously, picked up his coffee and looked into her sentimental eyes seriously,

   "Most importantly, you just need to remember that you are Sophie Winster."

   "Tufu, sometimes it feels like your soul has been replaced by someone else. These words really don't seem like words that a guy like you can say."

  Miss Winster covered her mouth and smiled lightly. When she laughed, her eyes were like crescent moons, which was fascinating.

  In this not-so-big cafe.

  The two brothers and sisters were talking about their respective affairs in college. Even though they were all trivial matters, they seemed to be unable to finish talking, and they wanted to share with each other even the smallest things.

  Tu Fu also shared with her some of the jokes he had accumulated at the University of Michigan, which always made Sophie laugh out loud.

  Probably only at this time,

   You don’t need to put on a mask for outsiders to see!

  …

   Central City.

   St. Luke Avenue, No. 48 Provence Road, Prime Minister's Office.

   As one of Tufu's jokes, the prime minister's son, Clan Sollens, returned home after the Challenge Cup.

  Midhae gave all the students of the Academy of Humanities and Social Sciences a few days off to celebrate with their families.

  He took a special car to a tall and majestic mansion. The house was carved in Baroque style. These decorations made the Saurons family look extremely rich.

  There is an exquisite humanoid statue at the door. This is a great ancestor of the Saurons family. It is said that he is the earliest group of nobles in Baia, who owns thousands of acres of land and countless treasures.

  Unfortunately, due to the frequent change of the royal family in his father's generation, coupled with the repeated invasions of the northern continent powers to seize the land that divided Baia, the Saurons family, one of the once powerful, began to decline. At the poorest time, there was only such a manor left.

   It was also at that time that his father Thilo gradually climbed from a small administrator to a diplomat, and finally counterattacked and became the prime minister.

  This story is very inspirational for every child in the family.

  But to the current citizens, the iron-blooded prime minister who single-handedly created the achievements of the current Baia Kingdom is regarded as both a **** and a devil.

   Seeing the house number of the house, Kelan double-checked his clothes and grooming.

  The always strict family education made him very careful in speaking and doing things since he was a child. Not only him, but also the other brothers and sisters would feel a great pressure in front of his father.

  As the youngest son in the family, Kelan doesn't seem to be favored. Although he stays with Thilo the longest, he has almost nothing compared to the brothers in the family who are allocated fields and properties.

   Glancing at the front of the mansion, his father never allowed them to go through the main entrance that only accepts VIPs. Kelan could only carefully open the side door, and asked cautiously after seeing the maid in front of the door:

   "Anna, is father back?"

   "Yes, Mr. Sollens just came back and is reading documents in the study. You'd better not disturb him now." The maid Anna said as if this was a serious matter.

"OK."

  Klan put on his shoes carefully. He hardly dared to make a sound when he was at home. He walked in the direction of the study and looked at a middle-aged man sitting upright on a chair in front of a gas lamp.

   Prime Minister Sorens meticulously flipped through the documents submitted by the parliament.

   When he was only one step away, Kelan stopped on his own initiative and didn't make a sound. Even as a father and son, Kelan didn't dare to disturb him while working, so he could only wait where he was now.

  Time passed bit by bit, and Kelan, who stopped at the door of the study, was still standing tirelessly.

  Beads of sweat continued to seep from his clean face, and he didn't even dare to pant so loudly that it disturbed the people inside.

  The other identity of Mr. Prime Minister, who is regarded as an unreasonable monster by many people, is his father.

   "My God, you're still here."

   After a long time, when the maid Anna returned, she was surprised to see little Solons standing at the door, covering her mouth in surprise.

  Although this has become the norm in the mansion, after all, a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the maid Anna, so she walked forward and called softly:

   "Sir, Mr. Kelan has been waiting outside for a long time."

  In the study room, there was only a neutral voice from the man, "Let him in".

   "Thank you, Anna."

  Klan wiped the sweat from his forehead, and when he entered the study, he bent his body subconsciously, with a flattering smile on his face, but he didn't dare to face Tilo in front of the desk.

  The man didn't even lift his eyelids, and continued to flip through the documents: "I remember you should be in Miskar Stark now."

   "Of course, but today I teamed up with a few classmates from the same college to participate in the Challenge Cup at Columbia University. I didn't have much hope at first, but the result is really incredible.

  After our team took out the electric light, under the circumstances that everyone was not optimistic about it, in the end, it beat Columbia University and the School of Mechanical Engineering of Michigan University to win the first place..."

  Clan talked about today's events. Although he was the son of the Saurons family, he didn't have much honor since he was a child.

  Ability is average, character is cowardly, there is really no bright spot, if it is not the surname of Saurons, then no one will notice it when thrown in the crowd.

  A game of this scale is probably the only thing he can say since he was a child.

  When you take the initiative to share with your father,

   It's like, after getting the toy that I have liked for a long time, I can finally share the joy with others.

   It's just that before he finished his long speech, Tilo on the desk interrupted lightly, "But as far as I know, a kid named Tufu invented the electric light, and he deserves all the credit."

   "You're right..."

   "Klan, do you think it's worth showing off by taking other people's credit for yourself?"

  Tillo didn't even lift his eyelids to look at him, still looking down at the documents.

   "Father, next time, I won't do it next time." The dense beads of sweat on Kelan's forehead gathered again.

   Fear, that fear came again.

  No matter what he does, his father can always see his inner thoughts, his pride, his self-esteem, everything about him...

  The toy he tried so hard to show this person was so cheap.

  I don’t know since when, he had to be careful in what he said and did, for fear of angering his father if he made a mistake.

   This time seems to be no exception.

   "Do you still remember what I always emphasized to you? Being in the Saurons family, since you have the conditions that no one else has worked hard for in your entire life, you have to assume the corresponding obligations.

   More importantly, think twice about the way you speak and do things before you do things, so as not to discredit your family. "

   Thilo Thorens spoke with a cold tone,

  "You go to the competition to prove that it doesn't matter, but you should always know that this invention maintained by a generator is exactly the opposite of His Majesty's wishes.

   As my son, do you understand what that means? "

   "Yes... yes, people may think that my performance is your will. Since the prime minister's son supports the generator, it means that the prime minister is deliberately opposing the king."

  Klan's words were analyzed to this point, his face was already pale, and large beads of sweat fell down.

   "tick, tick..."

  His lips were bleeding from the bite of his teeth, but he didn't know the pain.

   "Remember how I taught you, think twice before acting, why you can't always remember."

  Klan shook his head, unable to refute, and even lost the courage to look up at his adoring father.

  He opened his mouth slowly, the words that had been blocked in his heart for a long time almost reached his throat.

   "Father, I've been planning to say these things to you for almost a whole day. I did these things to make you look at me more seriously, but you always deny everything I do.

  When I first met you, I hesitated again. I know that since I was a child, I have been your son who disappointed you. You always say that I am still far behind.

  'Klan, I say this because I can always easily understand you. Only when I no longer understand you will you truly grow up and be qualified to inherit everything in the Saurons family. '

You always say these things, but your son has never been as strong as you imagined, and will never be as strong as you. If you have any expectations, father, you can tell me directly, and I will try my best to do what a son should do . "

  Klan opened his mouth for a long time, but finally swallowed all these words in his stomach.

  He suppressed sobbing.

   This is definitely the most cowardly behavior in the Saurons family. His father Tilo probably would rather him die than see his son cry in front of him.

   Thilo Sollens, who always bowed his head to deal with state affairs, asked Klan some matters,

   "At the University of Michigan, you must keep your words and deeds in mind, and don't let me hear that you use my name to do something unimportant."

   "Okay, Father."

   "Also, I'm a little interested in that kid named Tu Fu. I want to meet him when you arrange a meeting."

   "Okay, Father."

   "The daughter who is also in the family of the Duke of Weimar in Michigan, remember to take care of her more when you have time, so as not to make her suffer any grievances, lest people say that the Sollens family is not doing well."

   "Okay, Father..."

   Until Tilo finished what he was going to ask one by one, "Now, Kelan, do you have anything else to do?"

   "Father, there is no more, I... I will go out first."

  He even attaches so much importance to other people's children, taking care of them carefully for fear of being wronged, but he doesn't even want to look at his own son.

   This is his father, the aloof prime minister in people's eyes.

  Klan resisted the depression and grief in his heart, and carefully pressed his steps to retreat.

   It was only then that Thilo Sollens seemed to remember something, put down the pile of documents in his hand,

  Finally looked up at his son, "Klan, I know you're coming back today and asked your mother to cook fish soup for you. I remember you loved fish soup since you were a child."

   "Okay...okay."

  Klan slowly raised his head, glanced at his father with complicated emotions, and then slowly exited the study.

  Thilo, who sits high on the prime minister's position, did not forget to ask him:

   "But it's been so long, it's probably cold."

   After Klan came to the kitchen, he held up the cold fish soup with trembling palms.

   I don't know if it was the pressure after feeling relieved, or the emotional outburst of thousands of turns, his tears gushed out of his eyes uncontrollably, and fell into the soup drop by drop.

   Even if the fishy and salty soup inside is poured into your mouth, you can't taste its original taste.

  (end of this chapter)