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"A letter to the Prime Minister?"

The old curator slowly loosened his tie and made no secret of his surprise: "Why did I do this?" ”

Qiao Wei laughed happily, and there were shallow ripples spreading out layer by layer under his dark eyes.

"The Curator must know what is happening in Britain now, and you will be pleased if you are now sending a letter to the Prime Minister expressing your desire to consult with the country on the issue of Mondez."

The House of Commons is going to take over Mondez, the internal problems have not been solved, the curator will hold a meeting with the country first, but Mondez has nothing to do, it is good, what kind of meeting? Therefore, the meeting during this period is ostensibly for discussion, but in fact, who does not understand that this is to probe the attitude of the country.

The biggest possibility is that the country does not take a stand, which does not hurt the prime minister. However, if the country clearly agrees with the House of Commons taking over Mondez, it will undoubtedly add a boost to the prime minister from another country.

The general election, which was supposed to be held in June, has been pushed back, and now that December is approaching, the Prime Minister must be very hopeful that the House of Commons will succeed in taking over Mondez, and it will also add a great achievement to He Zhengxiao, and the response to this letter must be affirmative......

General election.

Qiao Weihuan vaguely caught something in his mind, didn't have time to think about it, and continued: "Even if you don't get the result satisfactory to the prime minister in the end, the curator is also guilty, which is a good thing for you, you don't even need to work too hard, as long as you get the consent of the prime minister, hold a meeting in the name of the United Kingdom and the country, and let the prime minister see it." ”

"But I think it's going to take a lot of effort."

As if he heard someone else saying to him, "The weather is good," the curator calmly picked up a large pile of toffee with tweezers and put it into the fragrant black tea, "And I admire the Duke of Demville." ”

…… Old slippery head.

He said he appreciated it, but he refused to help.

Openly and secretly, isn't he just reminding her that if He Zhengxiao wins, he will offend He Zhengxiao by doing so?

Qiao Weihuan folded his hands, and on the ring finger of his left hand, the brown opal enveloped the soft light in the room, folding it into a particularly bright narrow and bright light.

The curator shook his eyes, lowered his head slightly, drank the greasy and dead man's milk candy black tea, and listened to the young woman say: "I promise, no matter what the result is, the curator will not do any harm." ”

The so-called results are the results of the meeting. Supporting the prime minister in the country, he made a meritorious service, with Qiao Weihuan here, she would not let the duke blame, because he listened to Qiao Weihuan in the convening of the meeting, and Qiao Weihuan would convey it to the duke afterwards. If the country supports the duke, today's incident is tantamount to a small statement to the duke......

So in the future, on the British side, whether the prime minister or the duke wins, he will be fine, and he will exchange this matter for a room for improvement.

It's not that she is not tempted, but Qiao Weihuan deliberately found him, it can be seen that this meeting will not be simple, she must fight for the duke, and when the time comes, it will be spread......

The curator touched the stirrer, "Madame is also going to the meeting?" ”

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyes and smiled, "I won't participate as a British, and I won't tell people who shouldn't know about today's events, making it difficult for the curator." ”

That is, to participate as a participant in the Mondez of the country, and no one will think that he is helping the duke, so he sent a letter asking for a meeting.

On the surface, he did it with permission from the Prime Minister, but in fact he did it at the Duchess's request.

Both sides can be good people, and he doesn't seem to have any reason to refuse?

At ten o'clock, Qiao Weihuan left the embassy in a low-key manner, and at the same time, the director personally contacted the prime minister's official residence - No. 10 Downing Street.

At half past one in the afternoon, the landline of the Prime Minister's private residence was connected, the secretary answered the phone, and then knocked on the door of the Prime Minister's office with a deliberate face.

That night, Tan Lao said meaningfully on the phone: "You dare to do it." ”

Qiao Weihuan understood when she received the call, she sat on the sofa, half of her shoulders leaning on the soft pillow, "Old Tan knows that I have always been very bold. ”

There was no derogatory meaning in the words, and it was completely boastful.

Tan Lao laughed appreciatively, "The meeting will be held in three days, and I will arrange the council hall...... You're ready. ”

That's right, Qiao Weihuan quickly changed her clothes and went out to prepare.

When I was driving, I received a call from Mo Xilin, "Have you forgotten the endorsement you told you last time?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She had almost forgotten, and now she was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly before saying, "I haven't forgotten." ”

Mo Xilin didn't know if he heard it or not, so he said to himself: "The contract is out, the electronic version will be sent to your mailbox, you can take a look first"

"What kind of contract do you sign if you don't give me endorsement fees......

There happened to be a child who didn't look at the pedestrian's red light, and the wind generally stepped on the zebra crossing, Qiao Weihuan was startled, didn't hear what Mo Xilin said, hurriedly stepped on the brake, and almost stopped about half a meter in front of the child.

The child was so frightened that he cried, sat on the ground with a white face and called his mother, shouting that Qiao Weihuan's heart softened for a moment.

"I'll hang up first."

Qiao Weihuan hung up the phone quickly, got out of the car and coaxed the child softly for a long time before the child laughed, and then the child was picked up by the mother who ran over, and the child's voice was stacked: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

The mother and son, one big and one small, held hands tightly, and the intimate backs gradually faded away.

Qiao Weihuan put her hands into the pockets of her coat, the broken wind quietly stirred her long hair, and a little smile on her lips became more and more blurred.

She stood for a while, waiting until the mother and son were completely out of sight, and then turned to get into the car.

drove the car to the place where He Zhengxiao lived before, and the maid over there didn't receive the notice, so he bent down to her in surprise: "Madam, you're back." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded, changed her shoes and walked up the stairs, "I lived here recently." ”

After saying that, she pushed open the door of the study, took off her coat and put it on the back of the chair, turned around and walked around the bookshelf.

He Zhengxiao's collection of books is diverse, and there are almost any categories. And he reads books very poorly, and there is too much water in the book, and he doesn't keep it at all.

Qiao Weihuan's fingers swept over the row of history books, and finally landed on the extremely thick book.

In the evening, the maid came to knock on the door, went in to see Qiao Weihuan stuck in the book, holding a pen in his right hand, kept writing something, and shouted a few times before raising his eyes, "I'm not going to eat dinner yet." ”

Three days later, Qiao Weihuan closed the heavy book, picked up the paper covered with dense small characters, and muttered to himself for a long time.

casually glanced at the wall clock, it was almost twelve o'clock.

This time, the meeting was presided over by the prime minister, and the time was set for 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and the venue was ZN Hai.

Qiao Weihuan's car went through many checkpoints and finally drove to the place. She rubbed her knuckles and lifted her foot into the car.

Outside the vermilion gate, javelin-like tall soldiers/men stood guard outside the door, their heads raised high, and their eyes looked straight ahead.

When others pass in front of them, they salute in a straight and standard manner, and their clothes are scattered in a uniform motion.

Under the guidance of the guide, Qiao Weihuan stepped into the quiet and long corridor, and the thin heels and floor tiles hit a crisp "click".

Ahead, the doors of the council chamber are wide open, revealing a modest interior.

There are already people inside, and among them is the Minister of Commerce. This thin middle-aged man was originally talking to Tan Lao next to him, but when he saw Qiao Weihuan walking into the hall, he couldn't help but pause.

Although she had known for a long time that Qiao Weihuan would come, no one didn't pay attention to her at this moment, who made Qiao Weihuan the only woman among the sixteen people who attended the meeting this time. And she never deliberately hid her gender, although she knew how conspicuous her presence would be at such an important meeting, she still chose a red silk scarf.

Today she will speak amazingly, and since it will definitely become eye-catching, it is better to get noticed at the beginning.

The Minister of Commerce stood up and handed her his right hand to her, "I met you last time at the opening ceremony......

Qiao Wei smiled and shook hands with the minister, exchanged a few simple greetings, and sat down in his place.

Today's question is a bit sensitive, Tan Lao did not arrange for reporters to come in, and set Qiao Weihuan's position next to him.

The Prime Minister came in with the British side, and everyone stood up.

The big wave was about to start on the British side, and the time was a bit tight, so the curator was temporarily sent as an ambassador to attend the meeting.

As soon as the prime minister opened his mouth, he revealed the vicissitudes of age.

Qiao Weihuan listened quietly until the curator said, "...... If there is a problem of contact, I don't think it will affect the friendship between the two countries and the cooperation between Mondez. ”

Let's cut to the chase.

She raised her eyes, and the prime minister smiled: "The friendship between the two countries has deepened because of Mondez, and it will not be easily shaken." ”

If you say it, you don't say it, but the curator nodded unexpectedly.

At the same time, there was a moment of silence in the hall, a good opportunity to speak. Seeing that Qiao Weihuan was still listening without moving, Tan Lao gently picked up the teacup on the square table.

Without warning, Qiao Weihuan said the first sentence after the meeting began: "But if there is a contact problem, it will affect the progress of Mondez." ”

As soon as the words came out, the hall became quieter.

Tan Lao took a sip of tea slowly, and listened to Qiao Weihuan continue: "The one who contacted us before was the Duke of Demville, he has maintained a long-term correspondence with us, and knows every detail of Mondez, if it is replaced by someone who is not as familiar with Mondez as the Duke, it may increase the trouble in negotiations, I hope the assumption of the British side does not happen." ”

The curator is not very good, because there are a lot of needles hidden in Qiao Weihuanmian today.

The prime minister turned around and glanced at Qiao Weihuan, this glance was calm, and could even be called kind, but the eyes that had undergone changes could not hide Shen Rui.

Qiao Weihuan did not evade the Prime Minister's gaze.

No matter how subtle this look is, it is also full of the fresh spirit of a young man.

Qiao Weihuan saw that the prime minister's expression had not changed at all, and said slowly: "If it really appears, it will not affect the exchanges between Mondez and the two countries." ”

I knew that this was the result.

It seems that if she wants to convince the prime minister, she can only play the role of the rampage to the end!

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

"A letter to the Prime Minister?"

The old curator slowly loosened his tie and made no secret of his surprise: "Why did I do this?" ”

Qiao Wei laughed happily, and there were shallow ripples spreading out layer by layer under his dark eyes.

"The Curator must know what is happening in Britain now, and you will be pleased if you are now sending a letter to the Prime Minister expressing your desire to consult with the country on the issue of Mondez."

The House of Commons is going to take over Mondez, the internal problems have not been solved, the curator will hold a meeting with the country first, but Mondez has nothing to do, it is good, what kind of meeting? Therefore, the meeting during this period is ostensibly for discussion, but in fact, who does not understand that this is to probe the attitude of the country.

The biggest possibility is that the country does not take a stand, which does not hurt the prime minister. However, if the country clearly agrees with the House of Commons taking over Mondez, it will undoubtedly add a boost to the prime minister from another country.

The general election, which was supposed to be held in June, has been pushed back, and now that December is approaching, the Prime Minister must be very hopeful that the House of Commons will succeed in taking over Mondez, and it will also add a great achievement to He Zhengxiao, and the response to this letter must be affirmative......

General election.

Qiao Weihuan vaguely caught something in his mind, didn't have time to think about it, and continued: "Even if you don't get the result satisfactory to the prime minister in the end, the curator is also guilty, which is a good thing for you, you don't even need to work too hard, as long as you get the consent of the prime minister, hold a meeting in the name of the United Kingdom and the country, and let the prime minister see it." ”

"But I think it's going to take a lot of effort."

As if he heard someone else saying to him, "The weather is good," the curator calmly picked up a large pile of toffee with tweezers and put it into the fragrant black tea, "And I admire the Duke of Demville." ”

…… Old slippery head.

He said he appreciated it, but he refused to help.

Openly and secretly, isn't he just reminding her that if He Zhengxiao wins, he will offend He Zhengxiao by doing so?

Qiao Weihuan folded his hands, and on the ring finger of his left hand, the brown opal enveloped the soft light in the room, folding it into a particularly bright narrow and bright light.

The curator shook his eyes, lowered his head slightly, drank the greasy and dead man's milk candy black tea, and listened to the young woman say: "I promise, no matter what the result is, the curator will not do any harm." ”

The so-called results are the results of the meeting. Supporting the prime minister in the country, he made a meritorious service, with Qiao Weihuan here, she would not let the duke blame, because he listened to Qiao Weihuan in the convening of the meeting, and Qiao Weihuan would convey it to the duke afterwards. If the country supports the duke, today's incident is tantamount to a small statement to the duke......

So in the future, on the British side, whether the prime minister or the duke wins, he will be fine, and he will exchange this matter for a room for improvement.

It's not that she is not tempted, but Qiao Weihuan deliberately found him, it can be seen that this meeting will not be simple, she must fight for the duke, and when the time comes, it will be spread......

The curator touched the stirrer, "Madame is also going to the meeting?" ”

Qiao Weihuan raised her eyes and smiled, "I won't participate as a British, and I won't tell people who shouldn't know about today's events, making it difficult for the curator." ”

That is, to participate as a participant in the Mondez of the country, and no one will think that he is helping the duke, so he sent a letter asking for a meeting.

On the surface, he did it with permission from the Prime Minister, but in fact he did it at the Duchess's request.

Both sides can be good people, and he doesn't seem to have any reason to refuse?

At ten o'clock, Qiao Weihuan left the embassy in a low-key manner, and at the same time, the director personally contacted the prime minister's official residence - No. 10 Downing Street.

At half past one in the afternoon, the landline of the Prime Minister's private residence was connected, the secretary answered the phone, and then knocked on the door of the Prime Minister's office with a deliberate face.

That night, Tan Lao said meaningfully on the phone: "You dare to do it." ”

Qiao Weihuan understood when she received the call, she sat on the sofa, half of her shoulders leaning on the soft pillow, "Old Tan knows that I have always been very bold. ”

There was no derogatory meaning in the words, and it was completely boastful.

Tan Lao laughed appreciatively, "The meeting will be held in three days, and I will arrange the council hall...... You're ready. ”

That's right, Qiao Weihuan quickly changed her clothes and went out to prepare.

When I was driving, I received a call from Mo Xilin, "Have you forgotten the endorsement you told you last time?" ”

Qiao Weihuan: "......"

She had almost forgotten, and now she was a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly before saying, "I haven't forgotten." ”

Mo Xilin didn't know if he heard it or not, so he said to himself: "The contract is out, the electronic version will be sent to your mailbox, you can take a look first"

"What kind of contract do you sign if you don't give me endorsement fees......

There happened to be a child who didn't look at the pedestrian's red light, and the wind generally stepped on the zebra crossing, Qiao Weihuan was startled, didn't hear what Mo Xilin said, hurriedly stepped on the brake, and almost stopped about half a meter in front of the child.

The child was so frightened that he cried, sat on the ground with a white face and called his mother, shouting that Qiao Weihuan's heart softened for a moment.

"I'll hang up first."

Qiao Weihuan hung up the phone quickly, got out of the car and coaxed the child softly for a long time before the child laughed, and then the child was picked up by the mother who ran over, and the child's voice was stacked: "Thank you, Auntie." ”

The mother and son, one big and one small, held hands tightly, and the intimate backs gradually faded away.

Qiao Weihuan put her hands into the pockets of her coat, the broken wind quietly stirred her long hair, and a little smile on her lips became more and more blurred.

She stood for a while, waiting until the mother and son were completely out of sight, and then turned to get into the car.

drove the car to the place where He Zhengxiao lived before, and the maid over there didn't receive the notice, so he bent down to her in surprise: "Madam, you're back." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded, changed her shoes and walked up the stairs, "I lived here recently." ”

After saying that, she pushed open the door of the study, took off her coat and put it on the back of the chair, turned around and walked around the bookshelf.

He Zhengxiao's collection of books is diverse, and there are almost any categories. And he reads books very poorly, and there is too much water in the book, and he doesn't keep it at all.

Qiao Weihuan's fingers swept over the row of history books, and finally landed on the extremely thick book.

In the evening, the maid came to knock on the door, went in to see Qiao Weihuan stuck in the book, holding a pen in his right hand, kept writing something, and shouted a few times before raising his eyes, "I'm not going to eat dinner yet." ”

Three days later, Qiao Weihuan closed the heavy book, picked up the paper covered with dense small characters, and muttered to himself for a long time.

casually glanced at the wall clock, it was almost twelve o'clock.

This time, the meeting was presided over by the prime minister, and the time was set for 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and the venue was ZN Hai.

Qiao Weihuan's car went through many checkpoints and finally drove to the place. She rubbed her knuckles and lifted her foot into the car.

Outside the vermilion gate, javelin-like tall soldiers/men stood guard outside the door, their heads raised high, and their eyes looked straight ahead.

When others pass in front of them, they salute in a straight and standard manner, and their clothes are scattered in a uniform motion.

Under the guidance of the guide, Qiao Weihuan stepped into the quiet and long corridor, and the thin heels and floor tiles hit a crisp "click".

Ahead, the doors of the council chamber are wide open, revealing a modest interior.

There are already people inside, and among them is the Minister of Commerce. This thin middle-aged man was originally talking to Tan Lao next to him, but when he saw Qiao Weihuan walking into the hall, he couldn't help but pause.

Although she had known for a long time that Qiao Weihuan would come, no one didn't pay attention to her at this moment, who made Qiao Weihuan the only woman among the sixteen people who attended the meeting this time. And she never deliberately hid her gender, although she knew how conspicuous her presence would be at such an important meeting, she still chose a red silk scarf.

Today she will speak amazingly, and since it will definitely become eye-catching, it is better to get noticed at the beginning.

The Minister of Commerce stood up and handed her his right hand to her, "I met you last time at the opening ceremony......

Qiao Wei smiled and shook hands with the minister, exchanged a few simple greetings, and sat down in his place.

Today's question is a bit sensitive, Tan Lao did not arrange for reporters to come in, and set Qiao Weihuan's position next to him.

The Prime Minister came in with the British side, and everyone stood up.

The big wave was about to start on the British side, and the time was a bit tight, so the curator was temporarily sent as an ambassador to attend the meeting.

As soon as the prime minister opened his mouth, he revealed the vicissitudes of age.

Qiao Weihuan listened quietly until the curator said, "...... If there is a problem of contact, I don't think it will affect the friendship between the two countries and the cooperation between Mondez. ”

Let's cut to the chase.

She raised her eyes, and the prime minister smiled: "The friendship between the two countries has deepened because of Mondez, and it will not be easily shaken." ”

If you say it, you don't say it, but the curator nodded unexpectedly.

At the same time, there was a moment of silence in the hall, a good opportunity to speak. Seeing that Qiao Weihuan was still listening without moving, Tan Lao gently picked up the teacup on the square table.

Without warning, Qiao Weihuan said the first sentence after the meeting began: "But if there is a contact problem, it will affect the progress of Mondez." ”

As soon as the words came out, the hall became quieter.

Tan Lao took a sip of tea slowly, and listened to Qiao Weihuan continue: "The one who contacted us before was the Duke of Demville, he has maintained a long-term correspondence with us, and knows every detail of Mondez, if it is replaced by someone who is not as familiar with Mondez as the Duke, it may increase the trouble in negotiations, I hope the assumption of the British side does not happen." ”

The curator is not very good, because there are a lot of needles hidden in Qiao Weihuanmian today.

The prime minister turned around and glanced at Qiao Weihuan, this glance was calm, and could even be called kind, but the eyes that had undergone changes could not hide Shen Rui.

Qiao Weihuan did not evade the Prime Minister's gaze.

No matter how subtle this look is, it is also full of the fresh spirit of a young man.

Qiao Weihuan saw that the prime minister's expression had not changed at all, and said slowly: "If it really appears, it will not affect the exchanges between Mondez and the two countries." ”

I knew that this was the result.

It seems that if she wants to convince the prime minister, she can only play the role of the rampage to the end!

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