Mrs. Diplomacy of Star Reborn

Caesar's arrival made the atmosphere of the venue even more enthusiastic.

As the director of the National Issues Handling Department, which has become very popular recently, Caesar's face basically appears in every corner of the star network in a rolling manner. The world-famous Star Wars in the galaxy made the name Caesar a military research subject. The reason why he became the commander of the Second Legion at a young age was not because his father was the acting prime minister of the Lancelot Federation. , but, he was only in his early twenties, and with only ten starships, he wiped out a fleet with hundreds of starships and even an admiral-class starship. It became synonymous with him in an instant. Various military academies crushed his battle cases and researched them thoroughly, just to understand why this man can win more with less, always victorious and undefeated, but in the end, All his cases are irreproducible, one after another, seemingly coincidental, but so just right.

Looking at the people who came to chat, Yi Rongdan's eyes flashed a trace of uneasiness.This time he was completely standing beside Caesar as a supporting role, and it was too far from the treatment he received in front of a crowd of reporters in his previous life.

"Hello! Your Excellency Caesar." A man with milky white oil paint on his face and a black line drawn at the corner of his eyes that reaches the hairline stood in front of Caesar: "I am the Qikesi United*Ministry College this time. Representative of the exchange group, Miffel, nice to meet you!"

A series of lists flashed through Caesar's mind, and soon he found the person's information in his brain: "Nice to meet you, Miffel, how is your father?"

"Of course, he's fine." Miffel was a little excited. He didn't expect that Caesar knew who he was, although it was probably just for his father's sake: "Although there was a lot of rumors on the star network some time ago, but In fact, there is nothing serious about my father's health, he just needs to rest."

"Oh, of course." With a decent smile on Caesar's face, he patted Yi Rongdan's arm in his arms with his right hand: "After all, he is the president of a country, and he works hard. It couldn't be better."

Following Caesar's arm, Miffel noticed the handsome young man beside him: "Your Excellency Caesar, who is this?"

"This is my dance partner today, Yi Rongdan. You can call him Yi." When Caesar uttered the word Yi, he turned his head and looked into Yi Rongdan's eyes with attachment, as if he was the only one left in the world.

It was nothing before, but when Caesar took a look at it, Yi Rongdan felt goosebumps all over his body, so he quickly pulled his arm out and stretched out his hand to Miffel: "Hello, Your Excellency Miffel. I am easy."

"Hello." Miffel's attitude became much colder: "I don't know if you would like to borrow your dance partner for a while, I would like to have a dance with Your Excellency Caesar."

Just as Yi Rongdan wanted to let go, the Lord Caesar next to him hugged his waist forcefully.

"Sorry, Miffel, I promised Yi today that the whole day will only belong to him." Caesar said with a smile, adding the accent on the three words "whole day".

Seeing that he was rejected, Miffel couldn't continue leaning beside Caesar, so he had to bow and leave.

And Xi Jiangyue, who looked unusually chic while holding a wine glass, came over again.

"Why didn't you accept Miffel's invitation?" Xi Jiangyue shook the red liquid in her wine glass: "After all, she is a beauty."

"I didn't see it." Caesar rolled his eyes: "I only know that if I dance with him, my clothes will definitely be rubbed with oil paint on his face. I just bought my clothes, and they are very expensive."

"Close to him, I will pay for the clothes."

Immediately speechless, Caesar had no choice but to follow Yi Rongdan's hugging posture just now, and take Yi Rongdan away from the old vixen, for fear that his treasure would be tarnished.

"Miffel is the son of President Chicase?" Yi Rongdan was a little curious, and hurriedly asked, ignoring the salty pig's hand on his waist.

"En." Taking advantage of the person beside him not paying attention, he slid his big hand up and down Yi Rongdan's waist, mopping the oil against the clock: "It's the son of the shit-stirring stick."

"Okay, at least he is the president of a country, no matter how convulsed he is, he can't make him stir up shit." Yi Rongdan pinched Caesar's tiger's jaw with his backhand, and the pain made Caesar quickly withdraw his hands from this dangerous area.

The president of the United States of Chicas is a headache. He was already 80 or 7 years old when he ran for the presidency. The slogan he shouted was to pursue youth and live forever. That is, Miffela votes, maybe this pair looks more like a grandparent and grandson combination is too funny, gradually became the dark horse of that election, and finally succeeded in becoming the president of the United States.

After taking office, the old president didn’t do anything else, but he loved to stir up troubles everywhere. A certain country had a dispute with its neighbors, and he went to mediate. Finally, the two countries fought. All the weapons were sold to them by Chikes. .Participated in the United Human Peace Governance Conference, a speech made more than 500 words wrong, so that everyone did not understand what he was talking about, and finally found out that he forgot to wear contact lenses, and his presbyopia could not see clearly.Discussing the issue of black hole spread, he said let’s just put it aside and study it first. It’s because the black hole didn’t open in the United States of Chicas that he has such a big heart. There are many other things like this, but the old president’s approval rating remains the same as before High, some time ago it was reported that the old president was ill, which also triggered a prayer ceremony in Chicas. It can only be said that Chicas, um, is a wonderful country.

But obviously, Xi Jiangyue will not let Caesar go so easily.

After a while, Caesar and Yi Rongdan realized that something was wrong. There were always a few people in the crowd besieging them inadvertently and pushing them to the balcony of the venue. Caesar knew that these people were from the Secret Service. It seemed that this This time Xi Jiangyue really has business to do.

Following the flow of people, Caesar took Yi Rongdan into the terrace, and after a while, Xi Jiangyue also followed in, and called the secret service team to seal off the entire terrace without a trace.

"What's the matter, there's a lot of fanfare." Caesar was a little impatient. The main purpose of coming out this time was to have a good meeting with Yi. There are so many troubles now, it's all Xi Jiangyue's fault.

"This time, I hope you can cooperate." Xi Jiangyue took off his gloves and stuffed them into his pockets: "Miffel is here this time to connect with the Chikes spy. I hope you can treat him in the next few days." Monitor closely and check the suspicious people around him. The superior thinks this is a big fish."

"Whatever my business, I am no longer a member of the safety committee."

Reluctantly leaving these two open-mouthed guys, Yi Rongdan ran to the edge of the terrace and looked at the sky that seemed so close at hand, please, he is not a special person, please keep this kind of thing from him, I know too much How easy it is to die!

But those two wayward guys didn't understand Yi Rongdan's thoughts at all. They sat with Yi Rongdan on a small table not far from him and began to talk in detail. Yi Rongdan was distracted by the list they spit out , What is the vice president of the central bank, the executive secretary of the prime minister, the bunch of tall titles made him feel that the Lancelot Federation has been pierced into a sieve, turned around and asked a question: "Does the Federation have so many spies now?"

"Of course," Xi Jiangyue was not upset at being interrupted at all, but introduced with great interest: "Actually, after careful study, most of these positions are not in contact with real power. The advantages of keeping them outweigh the disadvantages."

"Fake news." Yi Rongdan turned his head and continued to look at the stars. There is no moon in Beko City. He has three satellites. At night, you can see these three satellites connected into a series of large and small, hanging on the Tianbian: "I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing."

"You have talent in this area," Caesar said with a rare serious face, "and your background is very clean, and you are also cautious. The Federation trusts you."

"I was admitted to the military academy because of my dad." Yi Rongdan was still unwilling to turn his face away. In this life, he has a family he loves, and he doesn't want to get involved in this kind of thing anymore. "I am not interested in joining the army or politics."

"You will change your mind in the future, Yi, you belong here." Xi Jiangyue held a red wine glass, and made a toast to Yi Rongdan's back from a distance, and then poured the whole glass of red wine down her throat: "You were shot by Boti." Admit it, the partners Poti admits are all lunatics. You will be no exception, "

Regarding this, Yi Rongdan could only smile wryly, and he didn't want to be recognized by Boti, a snake maniac, okay!This is simply the unbearable pain of life!

Too lazy to keep talking to these two guys, Yi Rongdan left the terrace, planning to go to the dance party to find something to eat to fill his already hungry stomach.

The dance party was still very lively. The men and women from Chikes were very open-minded. Those who knew each other just hooked up like this. You were still his partner in the first half, but they changed to other people in the second half, but fortunately, the scene It was still under control, and no other troubles occurred.

Yi Rongdan's eyes couldn't help searching for Miffel in the crowd, the conversation between the two bad guys still left an impact on him, and now he is full of curiosity about that young man with a face full of paint.

When Yi Rongdan found Miffel, he was talking with Mr. Hubson. Yi Rongdan was hesitating whether to go forward to find an excuse to chat with Mr. Hubson, but the moment he approached, he felt There is something wrong, the four-layer cake on the table, next to a decoration that lacks aesthetic feeling, he is recalling who is in charge of the catering, and he has not yet figured it out, the sixth sense he has cultivated for a long time Tell him, here, there is danger.