MTL - Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant-Chapter 486 Territorial expansion? 【Third watch】

  Chapter 486 Territorial expansion? 【Third watch】

   It is morning when we depart from China, and it is also morning when we arrive in Sardinia. Jet lag is a tormenting thing. Alice yawned repeatedly, fell asleep with her head tilted, and woke up when she arrived at the Moncalieri Palace. She stretched her waist and asked confusedly, "Dad, why is it still dark?" ?”

  An Feng shook his head: "If you sleep a little longer, you will know."

   Butler Wheeler opened the door and greeted: "Welcome back, Your Royal Highness."

   "Good morning." An Feng handed him the hat, and Alice on the other side got out of the car, and also said hello: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Wheeler."

   "My honour, Your Highness." He bowed and nodded.

Like the traditional British butler, Wheeler is also a native Englishman. He was selected by Brandon six years ago and trained by himself for half a year. Afterwards, Brandon retired with honor and the Queen gave him a special gift. "Citizenship of Honor" and the Order of Meritorious Service.

  Wheeler can see a lot of Brandon’s rigorous shadows, but he is more energetic, in his early sixties, strong and strong, and is good at things such as driving for the Queen himself and shooting wild ducks with a shotgun. Before leaving, Brandon said that the royal family needs youth and vitality, and Wheeler is exactly that.

Judging from the current results, all the forty-five servants are in good spirits. Occasionally, there will be group activities in their free time. The queen also appreciates it. Although everyone is equal, it is impossible to achieve it, but she does not look down on anyone. people, consider them only as professionals doing domestic work.

  The servant carried the luggage, and the housekeeper followed An Feng. An Feng said casually, "What has she been up to lately?"

   "Madam is discussing political matters with the Prime Minister and the Parliament." Wheeler said, "I heard that it is the issue of illegal immigration. Recently, the newspapers have made headlines."

   "Illegal immigration?" An Feng shook his head when he heard this, "It's not a good thing."

   "There are two attitudes among the people, one is tolerance, and the other is to eliminate loopholes." Wheeler said appropriately.

   "Details." An Feng asked him to continue.

"The proportion of tolerant people is relatively small, and they belong to caring people. They hope that the government can accept these immigrants who have nowhere to go. The opponents list the harm caused by illegal immigration, the impact on social order, and the most critical welfare. In terms of policy, some are more extreme."

   "For example?" An Feng said, the butler speaks very well, he pays attention to words, and will ask sensitive points.

"The extreme party said that it is the right thing to lower the social welfare of the entire citizen to fill this hole - as long as the tolerant people or members of parliament take the lead and maintain a firm stand after three to five years of testing, they will also agree. manner."

   "Nonsense." An Feng smiled.

Wheeler said: "Therefore, most of the people support the country's introduction of more specific immigration policies. The lessons of illegal immigration have been staged in Spain and France, which has brought very bad consequences. Members are also very cautious about this issue. My wife has been paying attention to it. What's going on."

   They came to the queen's private office on the second floor. Wheeler knocked on the door and pushed it open. An Feng led Alice in.

  Joanna is facing away from them, holding a cordless phone. She is dressed like a professional woman today, with a cool white shirt, the hem of the shirt is tucked into a professional skirt, and her curly shawl hair is very temperamental. She is said to be a queen, but now she looks more like a strong executive woman of a company.

  Joanna, who heard the voice, turned her head, nodded to them, and said in her mouth: "I don't care what a few people think, let this matter go away first."

   "That's right." Her tone was unquestionable, "Take the attitude you should have and execute it immediately."

  She put down the phone, walked up, An Feng hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, and asked, "What do you need to order yourself?"

  She shook her head: "The parliament has become full of gunpowder because of a new financial bill. Two groups of people are arguing. If you can't solve it, come to me."

   "Who told you to be their leader?" An Feng smiled. It was like two groups of children had a fight, and finally they came to their parents when they couldn't figure it out.

  Joanna looked at the daughter next to her, and Alice conjured up a box from behind: "A gift for you, a pearl bracelet bought from China."

   She used that questioning look.

  An Feng became a peacemaker: "You put away the present first, she has put a lot of thought into it."

   "It was hard to find it." She whispered.

  Seeing this, the housekeeper retreated out without a sound, closed the door gently, and guarded the door, not to disclose the housework.

  Joanna took the gift, and Alice said decisively, "I was wrong, Mom."

  Joanna leaned against the table, crossed her arms, and asked, "That boy, the one you talked about, how is he?"

  An Feng went to sit on the sofa, and didn't get involved in such matters.

  Alice said: "A bit tall, a bit handsome, but very thoughtful, attracting girls just by pretending to have a sense of vicissitudes, has no connotation at all."

  Joanna said: "You can see this, which proves that you have thought about it. People are not afraid of making mistakes, but they are not clear after making mistakes."

   "So?" She looked up.

   "You're doing the right thing, don't hold back on that guy."

   "Aha." She suddenly smiled.

"Please remove this weird word." Joanna said, "However, as a quasi-public, especially in the next few years, you will receive a lot of attention, and there is no means of prevention. This is a typical failure. .Remember the lesson, and put an end to it next time.”

   "It's clear, Mom, I will." She bowed her head.

  Joanna nodded, she looked at her, and then stepped forward: "Mom, please open the presents. I have chosen for you for a long time, and my legs are almost broken when I walk."

   "You have to wait for me to see first." Joanna picked up the gift.

   "I still have to watch..." She dragged her voice.

   "Okay." She opened the gift, and inside was a pearl bracelet strung together. The bright white pearls are an irresistible color for women.

   "I'll help you put it on." Alice said sweetly, "Isn't it pretty?"

   "Very good." Joanna kissed her forehead, "This is your reward."

   "I am the daughter who likes you the most, and I think about you everywhere." She hugged her mother and said proudly.

  Joanna smiled: "You clever little girl."

  Staying in the office for a while, the phone rang again. She pressed the phone to answer, and the assistant's voice came: "Madam, the Prime Minister's call, he said it was urgent."

   "Come here." She picked up the phone.

  Alice waved her hands at them, mouthing: "I'm going to find Fred."

  An Feng nodded, she quietly backed out, Joanna frowned and talked with the other party on the phone, left a lot of "waiting for my consideration" replies, and hung up.

  An Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, asked, "What happened again?"

   "An old problem with our northern neighbour, Corsica."

   "What about the details?" An Feng patted the place beside him, "Come here and talk."

  Joanna came over, An Feng pulled her into his lap and sat down, she twitched: "Don't do this, it won't affect you well."

   "You are my wife, what's wrong?" He asked back, putting his arms around her waist, making her sit sideways on his lap more comfortably.

   "I really admire you." She shook her head, "That's right, Corsica has been independent for decades, and now they want to merge into Sardinia."

   "What about France's attitude?" An Feng asked. Corsicans are envious of Sardinia's welfare, but it's a pity that France has been unwilling to relax this territory.

  “The government has let go, the president’s adviser talked with Mancini, expressed cryptically, got some price and in-depth cooperation, and agreed to the Corsica referendum.”

   "What conditions?" An Feng asked.

   She said: "Core military technology and a lot of money."

   "It's a good idea." An Feng shook his head, "Corsica is just a rural area, and it's still full of mountains. I might as well rent land to develop there."

  She said: "But the government and many congressmen are interested in that piece of land. If it can be included in the bag, our national land area will reach 33,000 square kilometers, and we will no longer be at the bottom of Europe."

   "Let them die." An Feng said.

  Joanna frowned and looked at him: "You really want me to say that?"

"Let me think about it." An Feng propped his head, "Adding that place can indeed show off the country, which is finally larger than Belgium, but the locals are very xenophobic. They call themselves proud Corsicans, the hometown of Napoleon, Algeria The quality of descendants is very poor."

  She asked: "Then how do you think to reply?"

"You are the queen, put the blame on your government, just say... just use the method of opposing illegal immigration, equalize everyone's welfare, and do what you think is appropriate. If the people object, you dissolve the parliament and fire They squid, all drink the northwest wind."

  "Good idea." She nodded. This is a typical thing where the queen is responsible for the good things, and the government is responsible for the bad things.

   "You still have a lot of tricks." She said again.

   "This is a very flexible and very tricky idea!" An Feng emphasized, patting her buttocks, "I didn't come up with it out of nonsense."

   "I don't agree." She smiled and shook her head.

  An Feng's topic is not on this point: "It feels good, is it not worn?"

   "I don't want to discuss this," she said.

   "This is your office, walking on the edge of being discovered and hidden." An Feng's fingers wandered on her thighs covered in stockings.

   "Don't play around with this, I'm telling you the truth." She pressed An Feng's hand that was going deep.

   "But you haven't answered me yet." An Feng looked up, "Or is it a thin line?"

   "No, no trace," she said.

   "Oh! Don't say the answer so quickly." An Feng covered his forehead, "You have to resist at least a little bit."

   "No!" She shook her head, "I don't want to play this right now."

   "Okay, time is yours." An Feng let go of his hand.

   "Angry," she said.

   "No." He also shook his head, "Go on, you must be thinking, even though these policies are implemented, Corsica is still allowed to vote in the end, what should I do?"

   "Don't do this." She leaned over, very aggrieved: "I was wrong."

   "I'm serious about discussing things with you, Your Majesty the Queen." An Feng said, "And let go of your hands from my chest, I'm not a casual person."

She stopped stroking his skin and said solemnly: "Who knows? Everything is uncertain, and Corsica makes troubles for France from time to time. What's more misunderstanding is that after the French got the wind from some congressmen, they Think we really want to expand the territory, maybe take the initiative to show favor?"

   "I won't give them a base on the moon if I take the initiative to show my favor." An Feng curled his lips.

   "So it's a mess," she said.

  An Feng said: "Why do you worry about these things? You are only responsible for the overall opinions and issuing orders. This is something that group of cunning politicians should consider."

   She got it: "There's also 'fire when things don't go right,' right?"

  (end of this chapter)