#973 - Chapter 973 Rebellion just after returning home? Naughty children and naughty parents, courti - Rebirth: All Patents, Cutting off the European and American Tech Tree

Little Class classroom.

A group of children sat in front of the TV, but the vast majority were giggling.

Expect these kids to understand the UN General Assembly?

Just kidding!

They are only about three years old.

"It's Daddy!"

Xiao Xing suddenly shouted excitedly.

As soon as she finished shouting, sensible her realized that she had misspoke, and quickly closed her mouth and said nothing.

"Who is your dad?"

A little boy heard this and shouted dismissively, "Your dad is on TV? Boasting! My dad is always on TV!"

"My dad... is not on TV." Xiao Xing lowered her head.

"You don't have a dad!"

"I have a dad!"

After all, she is a child.

For her, in order to listen to her parents and hide the secret, even though she saw her dad on TV, she had to say he wasn't on TV... this was already the limit!

The boy said she didn't have a dad, which made her completely unbearable.

"Then why haven't I ever seen your dad pick you up?!" The little boy insisted.

"My dad... is busy!"

"Tch!"

"He will pick me up today!"

"Alright, alright."

The teacher came forward to stop them, "Children, stop arguing, we're going to play the national anthem next!"

In fact, this was already a form of favoritism.

When a child says another child doesn't have a dad, shouldn't the teacher educate them?

But...

Just as the little boy said, his dad is often on TV.

On this point, he wasn't lying.

As a high-end kindergarten, the children usually come from good families, but money and power are also divided into different levels.

The little boy's family background was not simple, and the teacher obviously already knew this.

...

Swaziland.

A country in southern Africa.

The land area is 17,000 square kilometers, and the population is only a little over one million.

At this moment, China's hypersonic jet was carrying Mswati III back home.

Chen Hao had said at the UN that he would never force any country, and would not impose sanctions on any country for refusing to join—China, as a high-level civilization, would not do things that force others.

Mswati III refused.

At the same time, more than two-thirds of the countries chose to join.

Why?

Firstly, China's plan is a blatant one, and completely unsolvable, okay?

Cindy's words were a warning.

Not joining is tantamount to being an enemy of the entire population, first ask yourself if you can resist the public opinion of the entire country.

Secondly.

Most heads of state have very limited terms in office.

Either four years, or five years.

They may step down in the next election.

Why bother, for the little time left in power, to confront the public opinion of the entire country?

Are you full and have nothing better to do?

Mswati III is different.

As the head of an absolute monarchy, he became king 21 years ago, and if there are no accidents... he can continue to be king.

Greed for power is human nature.

Are the people of Swaziland poor?

Can joining China allow them to live the dream life?

It doesn't matter!

The impoverished are the people, the king will not be impoverished.

He left New York immediately, just wanting to return home as soon as possible to sit in town and avoid some chaos.

Swaziland is very small.

There is only one airport.

The plane landed.

"Let me join China? Ridiculous!" Mswati III curled his lips.

Isn't it nice to be king?

The plane landed and taxied, he looked out through the window.

Suddenly!

He saw fully armed soldiers running towards them at an alarming speed, some of whom had already loaded their bullets.

"No... no!"

Mswati III was scared out of his mind, and quickly rushed to the cockpit: "Take off! Take off again... quickly!"

...

5 PM.

The children lined up to leave school.

Chen Hao and Xia Qingmo were wrapped like dumplings, but Xiao Xing could recognize them at a glance.

"Daddy!"

"Mommy!"

The little girl was very excited.

This time it was the real mom and dad, not the fake Aunt Rong Rong.

Just as she threw herself into her mother's arms, a voice came over: "Is this your dad? I don't believe it, it must be fake!"

It was the little boy standing aside, raising his head with a look of arrogance.

Xia Qingmo frowned slightly.

She had heard her daughter say that a classmate said she didn't have a dad, and it was probably this kid.

"He is my dad!" Xiao Xing was very angry.

"Then why is your mom different than before?"

"I..."

"I know!"

The little boy looked smug: "Your mom and dad are divorced, the mom who used to pick you up doesn't want you anymore, haha..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Xia Qingmo couldn't help but scold.

"Let's go." Chen Hao shook his head.

Standing in Xia Qingmo's position, it was normal to be angry when hearing such words, but the little boy was only three years old after all.

There was no need to argue.

"Xiao Xing."

Xia Qingmo picked up her daughter: "Mom and Dad will take you to play."

"Yeah!" Xiao Xing nodded obediently.

"Stop!"

Suddenly!

A woman walked over quickly, pointing at Xia Qingmo and scolding: "You just yelled at my son?!"

It would have been better if she hadn't said anything, but now...

The little boy cried loudly.

"Mommy... she scolded me! Xiao Xing's stepmother scolded me, boo hoo..."

The little boy cried and shouted, immediately attracting countless gazes.

Stepmother?

Xia Qingmo didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

"I don't care if you're a stepmother or not!"

The woman was very arrogant: "Apologize to my son, now!"

"I thought children didn't understand things, it seems... the adults don't understand things." Chen Hao's face turned cold.

He could ignore a three-year-old child.

But he couldn't ignore the other party's parents, who were shouting without asking questions.

"What are you? How dare you talk to me..."

Suddenly!

As the woman roared, Chen Hao's cell phone rang.

Looking at the number.

Not in the mood to argue with the woman, he pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Mr. Chen... help! Save me... I'm willing to join!" A terrified scream came from the phone.

"Who are you?"

"It's me... Mswati!"

"What's wrong?"

"The army has rebelled, the plane hasn't even stopped..."

Mswati III explained in a panic, his voice full of endless fear: "I promise you! As long as you let me live, I can promise anything... I'm on your country's special plane, and now it's taking off again..."

Because they were Chinese experts, the rebels in the military absolutely did not dare to attack.

Otherwise, how would he have the chance to take off again?

A rocket could blow it up!

The problem was that although the special plane took off again, he didn't know where it was flying.

Anyone could guess that the military would announce the seizure of power, and he would inevitably become a prisoner.

Seeking asylum in other countries...

Who would take him in?

"Are you sure?" Chen Hao smiled.

"Sure! Definitely! Absolutely!"

"Remember your words."

Chen Hao said indifferently: "You are still the king, and you are qualified to represent the country and sign relevant agreements."

"I... I need protection!" Mswati III was very scared.