The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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"Of course I mind." Sid Digger said.

Elena said very veiled, "You said that the President's time is very expensive."

"Lend me to use your mobile phone." Cynthia said.

Elena gave her the phone, at Siddiger's behest.

Cynthia seems to be transferring money, or instructing others to transfer money.

Soon, a phone call came.

Cynthia gave Sid Digger the phone.

"Your Mightiness?"

"It's me, Shia."

"Sixty-five million pounds have just been transferred to your account," Shea said. "Several analysts believe that this may be one of the means of the Democratic Party and suggest that it be transferred back immediately."

"Xia, you misunderstood." She glanced at Cynthia, "That's actually... meal money, shared meal money."

"What did you eat? Cartier's jewelry feast? Or Capital Star's hilltop villa?"

"I'm not sure yet, let's stop here."

"Have a nice evening."

"you too."

Cynthia spread her hands to the little girl, "I have bought ten hours for your dear President. But I allow you to accompany me."

Elena's face turned red with anger.

Sid Digger said: "You shouldn't treat a little girl like this." They were about the same height and could just talk in each other's ears.

"I shouldn't do this to a beautiful little girl," said Cynthia.

She took the initiative to hold Elena's hand, "Let's go, cutie."

Elena took her hand firmly.

Sid Digger raised an eyebrow.

"In defense of love," Cynthia wrote in the palm of her hand, "I have always been proactive."

"What was that noise just now?" Siddig asked, pulling his hand away.

Cynthia said, "The gun went off."

The author has something to say: Full name of the empire: The head of the constitutional monarchy government of the Ingrid Empire should be the prime minister. Because of the name of the text, it was changed to the president.

Full name of the union: Democratic Republic of the Federal Republic of Osner and Odret

☆、Chapter 7 Mystic

Elena was ready to meet the challenge, but in the end she just had a simple dinner in the hotel where they stayed in West Germany. This feeling of being punched in cotton made the little girl extremely depressed.

Sid Digger unhurriedly put a piece of avocado filled with salty salad into his mouth, "I guess tomorrow's newspapers will say that the empire and the alliance have reached some secret agreement, such as political donations, becoming one of the allies Category."

Cynthia said: "Have you come to this supper?"

"No, I just didn't expect you to choose a hotel..." She smiled, "Sixty-five million pounds for dinner."

"Ten hours," Cynthia corrected.

"What's the difference?"

Cynthia blinked, "Of course."

Elena sipped a cup of hot cocoa, and inserted a sentence or two between the two people's leisurely, at least seemingly leisurely, relaxed conversation, "You don't look like political enemies, but movie stars. "

Cynthia asked with great interest, "Why?"

"Because the vast majority of them, in order not to affect their careers because of marriage, never announce their marriage to the public."

Sid Digger just met Cynthia's gaze.

Cynthia shifted her gaze to Elena, as if she had just glanced casually just now.

"Sounds pathetic," Cynthia replied.

"But it's your own choice, isn't it?" Elena pretended to be mature, "If you gain something, you will always lose something else."

"What's more, what you lose is not equal to what you get. Such a lucrative deal will make any businessman tempted, even if they are not businessmen." Xinxi said casually: "Yes, Mr. Siddig."

Sidger wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, and she lowered her eyelids slightly, covering them with long sleep hair, making her look vulnerable and innocent, "It is true," she said.

"Will you announce the marriage?" Elena asked, "Siddig."

"There are too many uncertain factors." Sidger did not answer directly.

"If Fang is an excellent person with equal status to you, and loves you, what if you love her too?" Elena persisted.

Cynthia looked at Elena with a smile, "I really doubt who you took money from."

"It's not you anyway, because you're not..." She thought about her words, "a decent person."

Cynthia almost choked to death on the gin she had just drank, "Do you think your dear friend, Sid Digger, is a decent person?" Her question was a bit malicious.

Elena said: "Of course, of course she is."

Cynthia smiled and said, "Your judgment is really accurate."

Elena resented: "You don't interrupt any more." She turned to Siddiger, apparently asking him to answer her question

"Not yet," said Sid Digger; "is she an Ingrid?"

Elena looked at Siddiger in surprise, as if she had known her for the first time, "What does this have to do with nationality?"

Sid Digger said: "I will measure whether my marriage will cause dissatisfaction among the voters."

"Could it be that electing a coalition member will cause dissatisfaction among voters?" The full name of the coalition is too long, and Elena doesn't want to repeat it.

"I think it will cause suspicion," Siddiger said indifferently: "They will think that if I sleep with such a person, will I leak some state secrets incessantly? horrible."

Elena said: "Do you not trust your partner at all?"

"I will absolutely trust my partner, as long as she is worthy of trust." Sid Digger said: "Did you know that Marshal Severy voluntarily gave up the military power 25 years ago?"

"I wasn't even born then."

Sid Digger sighed, "Miss, your imperial history really needs to be learned."

Elena said: "Anyway, you will always tell me, so go ahead."

Sid Digger said: "At that time, his daughter made a mistake that was almost impossible to make up for, and this mistake was related to the survival of the empire. The best result was suicide, which would not expand the conflict and maintain dignity. But Sid Marshal Fuley didn't want his daughter to die, so he reached an agreement with the president for her daughter's life and kept the matter under wraps at the price of voluntarily giving up his rights."

Cynthia knew what she wanted to say.

"At that time, there was a widely circulated saying that the marshal's daughter trusted a spy without any precautions, which led to the theft of intelligence."

Elena asked, "Where is the marshal's daughter?"

Sid Digger said: "She became a great woman, incomparably great."

Elena said thoughtfully: "Setbacks can really make people grow."

Sid Digger couldn't laugh or cry.

Cynthia had also heard this story, and it was said that the spy had an astonishingly beautiful appearance, his nationality was unknown, and his identity was unknown.

Many officials around her applauded such a lone hero who beat the empire hard, but only her aunt, Marshal Linde, hated this story very much.

She was puzzled by this, Tang Xixiao told her, "Because your aunt is an extremely kind woman."

She clearly remembered the extremely painful expression on that face for a moment, but only for a moment, and then condensed into a beautiful mask. Among the many emotions she showed, there was no regret.

"What do you think?" Elena asked Cynthia.

Cynthia nodded; "I agree."