[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

The news arrived at Barcelona City Hall less than an hour ago.

Just yesterday, the United Kingdom, the United States and the Expo Organizing Committee in Paris launched the "Convention on International Fairs", which made perfect regulations on the bidding, preparation and holding of the Expo.

An important clause has been added: all World Expo bids are no longer based on cities, but on countries.

The content is very simple, and the reasons seem to be sufficient at first glance—considering that the international practice is that cities hold expositions with the support of the central government. Therefore, in order to standardize the exposition bidding process and ensure that the exposition is more representative and extensive, as much as possible To ensure fairness, the country will replace the city as the basic unit of the bid.

However, several candidate cities in this bid are also within the effective scope of this regulation.

This also means that these cities need to lobby the central government to sign the "Convention" and submit legally valid national bid documents before the final voting deadline in July, otherwise they will not be able to bid to host the World Expo.

What is legally binding?

Very simple, it needs to be approved by the national legislature and signed by the head of state.

And that's the crux of the matter.

——There is no current head of state in Spain at all.

There is no king.Where did the signature come from?

Although the central government is still operating with difficulty, their focus has always been to find a suitable monarch to maintain the overall situation. As for a northern bid to host international events, it will definitely not be put on the agenda of those politicians in Madrid.

When Manolo, the chairman of the city council, received the news, his heart suddenly turned cold.

Is this against Barcelona?

No.

This is clearly chasing and intercepting them, wanting them to die!

Just before the final elections in London, Moscow and San Francisco, such a request for a contract was initiated, and the bidding documents had to be submitted before July.For several other cities, this is just a matter of administrative procedures, and the documents are naturally out of the question.

But for Barcelona now... it's almost like asking them to rebuild a country.

At present, the public is not aware of this.But sooner or later they will find out.

"...Forget it." Manolo waved his hand angrily, what else is there to hide?

He gouged out the deputy speaker who was winking at him vigorously.

"It's okay to say it, anyway, the newspaper has grown wings. In a few days, everyone in Barcelona will know the news!"

"Philip, please explain the situation to everyone."

When Mr. Executive Officer briefly explained the situation, there was an uproar in the entire chamber.

Even the reporters were stunned—is the front page of today's newspaper enough?

"This is clearly tailor-made for Barcelona. Why should things in Madrid affect us in Barcelona?" Someone was filled with righteous indignation.

The means of cheating! □□Naked discrimination!

What a hooligan act!

"...We are independent now, is there still time?" Someone said a cold joke.

"Why do those countries do what they say?" Someone slapped the table angrily, "Are they God? Do they have to give permission to hold the expo?"

"But they have almost monopolized most of the industrial market," someone replied dejectedly. "The truth is, what they say will become the rule... asshole."

"Then let's do it ourselves! Why bother with them!"

"Dude, it's the World's Fair—what are we going to do when no one else is at it?"

So desperate.

Since the queen stepped down six years ago, Madrid has changed many heads of state like a lantern, often welcoming a new ass before the throne is cold.

And not only that.

More importantly, since the unification of Spain more than 100 years ago, no matter which king it is, it does not want to see the Catalan family dominate.

Spain has never hosted a World Expo in any city.If the central government really supports it, then of course it is supporting Madrid to hold it.

In the midst of this unprecedented chaotic parliamentary debate, a reporter suddenly raised his hand: "So, Phil - oh no, Gordy... er, Ms. Joy Gordy, sounds like, can you do something? "

As soon as these words came out, the entire meeting hall fell silent instantly.

absurd.It's ridiculous.

Can anyone solve this problem?

Probably only God can.

Manolo clasped his hands together and snorted contemptuously: "If you can solve this problem, I believe our congressmen will be very willing to vote for your bill."

It's just a blank cheque, who wouldn't write it?

Joey remembered being very serious when he listened to the introduction just now. Now he put away his pen and looked even more serious: "Then, Mr. Speaker, let me confirm again."

"As long as the Barcelona bid gets the national paperwork, you will ensure that the bill passes?"

She knew about this two days ago.Sarasate was in Paris and happened to be a close friend with an official of the organizing committee, and sent her a telegram as soon as she got the news.

The support of the country is needed... Ah, what a coincidence.

Hearing her tone, Manolo almost laughed out loud.

listen! "Get the instruments of state," she said, as easily as getting church indulgences centuries ago.

Even though he knew it was a groundless spat, he still couldn't help it: "Miss, since you've said that, you should dream bigger."

"The goal of getting the documents is to get the right to bid—Miss, if you can bring the World Expo back to Barcelona, ​​then you will be our eternal hero. Whatever you say, our parliament will pass it for you as much as possible."

"To finally get the right to host." Joey nodded thoughtfully, "It's a bit more difficult, but not impossible. I think this price is acceptable."

She smiled reservedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Speaker, I'm not targeting you—but your words alone don't count."

"I want a clear commitment from Parliament."

"It's absolutely ridiculous!" The deputy speaker finally couldn't bear it anymore and threw his pen on the ground, "She is a liar full of nonsense!"

He stood up and excitedly waved a piece of paper in his hand.

"Everyone! We have obtained conclusive evidence, a letter from the real Fernandez family - she is a fake!"

This letter was originally intended to be taken out when the female liar admitted that she was Joey Fernandez, to confirm her perjury on the spot, and drive her out of the chamber.

But who knew that so many twists and turns occurred in just a few quarters of an hour.

Take it out now, the effect will be greatly reduced.But it can't wait any longer.

"This is a personal statement from the fourth son of Duke Fernandez—he doesn't know this Joey Fernandez at all."

"Everyone! Keep your eyes open to see clearly! This woman in front of you has cheated how many of us have been trusted by using the name of the Duke's daughter for a year?"

"Don't trust her!"

"Mr. Deputy Speaker, if you say I'm a liar, then so be it," Joey sneered, "I'm not interested in playing word games with you, but I still feel obliged to let you recognize the reality."

"It's simple."

"Through the bill, I will settle the matter of the World Expo. Everyone is happy."

"If it doesn't pass, I will leave Barcelona with my money-I don't seem to have any loss. As for whether you feel that there is a loss, that is something you should consider."

"Choose one of the two, and look forward to your reply."

She collected all the folders in her hand and left the room without anyone else present.

Reason is a weapon.

But only strength is the real confidence.

……

In this parliamentary debate that is almost enough to go down in history, various journalists are the biggest winners.

Until they chased the shocking girl out of the gate and asked when she was secretly engaged to Mr. Gordy——

"Engaged?" The girl seemed to be frightened, "Engaged to what?"

"Didn't you say that you are Madame Gaudi now—"

"Oh." Joey waved his hand quickly, "I'm Mr. Gaudi's cousin, what are you thinking?"

God, this is killing her.

There has never been such a person as Mrs. Gaudí in history!

Cousin...cousin? ? ?

Everyone suddenly felt a thunderbolt.

God, it was Miss Gordy, not Mrs. Gordy.

... Couldn't this young lady say everything in one sentence just now?It's also too unfriendly for the audience.

Journalists tore out a page of notebook paper in disappointment.

Then he showed a relieved smile when he saw the thick records on the next few pages.

It doesn't matter, there are plenty of big news.

"Wait a minute, did Varner just run away early? He doesn't know the news yet, right?"

"Leave him alone." Someone said angrily, "It would be even better if he posted a fake news first - who told him to always run so fast to grab the headlines, so that we are always being trained by the chief editor."

So no one really cares about him.

Everyone turned their attention back to the astonishing Miss Gordy: "You didn't argue at all today—of course, I'm not saying that you said something bad. Your statement was short, powerful, and very effective, enough to That's one of the best speeches! But don't you want to say something?"

Well, after all, I still can't escape the same link as the acceptance speech.

Joey sighed in his heart, while secretly looking around and thinking about how he would get out later, he said slowly: "Actually, there is nothing to say, I just hope everyone knows that we never did this to be your enemy."

"It's our common desire to make this city better - but we also want this society to be more equitable."

"I also hope that more people can support us. In the final analysis, the reason why women are facing the current difficulties is because they are not strong enough—or, they don't have the conditions to be strong."

"But you are, how should I put it...very powerful. You are different from other women."

Joey shook his head: "I think everyone should know that anyone can become a disadvantaged group in a certain situation. Maybe today you are a man, and you have an advantage over your sisters and wives; but tomorrow, You may become that weak person because your status is not high enough and your wealth is not enough."

"No one is immune to the damage that the 'weak and incompetent deserve' argument ultimately does."

Well, she ran out of the drafts she typed in advance.

Come and save her!

As if someone really heard her inner scream, a faint voice came from behind: "Miss Gordy?—We should go home."

hiss.

The real master who borrowed the surname without permission came.

Joey suppressed the joy and apprehension in his heart, took a deep breath, turned around and smiled sweetly.

"Yes, Mr. Gordy."

……

"Miss Gaudi, huh?" Antonio sat across from the carriage and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Joey smiled obsequiously: "Antonio, from today onwards, you have a younger sister! Are you happy?"

Antonio choked.

He was about to speak when Joey suddenly pointed behind him with a panicked expression: "Look, is that person following us?"

Antonio turned quickly.

Nothing at all.

"..." When he turned around, Joey had jumped out of the carriage first.

"Is there really no one?" She looked around seriously, "...Maybe I was wrong."

Antonio:"……"

Come on, what you say is what you say.

Anyway, she's Joy Gordy now.

Antonio subconsciously touched the four pieces of pencils in his trousers pocket—two of them belonged to the pen he borrowed from Vincent.

He suddenly felt that the half-shaved column outside the house looked so pleasing to the eye.

The author has something to say: woo woo woo, the little angels are so enthusiastic...I love you all! !

Thanks to the winter in the distance for 3; Suiyou and Wang_JIAM for 2; Rose for 1 mine~Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution!

The author Jun is already on a business trip. I will post a morning manuscript tonight. It may be updated irregularly in the next few days, but if I don’t ask for leave, it will be updated before 24:[-] on the same day.