Chapter 905 905 Oxford is better than Brock
October 43, Moscow.
After the Americans left the large conference room, Natalia let out a long sigh of relief.
Then she thought that she would have to face the representatives of the domestic forces at another conference table at night, and her expression became solemn again.
At this time, the head maid reminded softly, "Miss Natalia, if you leave immediately, you should be able to catch the afternoon tea with all the young ladies of the gods." β
Natalia nodded, signaling that she understood. The head maid, who had done her duty to remind her, stopped talking, turned around and began to instruct several maids to clean up the tea sets on the tableβthe Americans barely moved the tea on the conference table, so the maids only got the tea sets on the cart and began to change the tablecloths.
That's when Natalia suddenly said, "Oxfords are better than Brock, right?" β
"Miss, Brock is also a type of Oxford shoes, and the difference between them and ordinary Oxford shoes is that Brock is engraved. The two types of shoes are worn on different occasions. However, for a capable gentleman, it is indeed better to formally tie Oxford. In addition, both of these are British men's shoes and are not suitable for women. The maid muttered a long sentence before giving Natalia a meaningful smile, and then she gestured for the maids to leave.
Natalia stood up, gently adjusted her collar, and said, "I'm going to the tea party of the goddesses." β
"Let me give you a ride." The head maid immediately said, "Just as I'm going to check the preparation of dinner, stop by." β
Natalia nodded, and took the lead, followed by the head maid.
After leaving the room, Natalia was about to speak, but the head maid stopped her with a light cough.
Natalia remained silent until she had walked through a long corridor before the head maid took the initiative to speak: "There is no bugging device in the front corridor, you can use it until you turn the corner, don't slow down your walking speed, the British will notice the problem." β
"Have the British infiltrated like this?"
"Our counterintelligence system is a mess, miss."
Although Natalia doesn't look like a "Miss" level girl anymore, she is still unmarried, and according to custom, she is still a lady and not a lady.
"We?" Natalia repeats the word in a slightly mocking tone.
The head maid didn't say anything, just waited quietly for Natalia to continue.
"I'd like to talk to that Mr. Lin, it's as simple as that." Natalia went straight to the point very simply, "His envoy can come at any time, don't take the road of surrender from the front, then it is estimated that Your Excellency the envoy will die if he can't get to Moscow." Or do I have something to talk to you about directly, Miss Mole? β
"I've been married for a long time, and it's not appropriate to call me Miss." The head maid said quietly.
"I'm sorry about your husband." Natalia said in a sincere tone, but when she said this, no matter how sincere her tone, it gave people the feeling of warning the other party, "I also know your details, please be careful".
The head maid said after a few seconds of silence, "Please remember that I am as firm as you are on Josephine's side. Although I couldn't pull her down the path I thought was right at the end of the day, I still wanted to fulfill Josephine's last wish to make the country as better than it was before. β
"Is it the way to fall into the pan-humanist camp?"
In response to Natalia's questioning, the head maid chose to remain silent.
At this time, the corner was already close at hand, and Natalia whispered: "In short, we are of the same opinion on the current question of the need for a truce in Russia. So please go matchmaking. β
The head maid nodded, and then raised her voice: "Well, I'm going this way, and I wish you a nice afternoon tea, Miss Natalia." β
Natalia just nodded.
A moment later, Natalia entered the garden of the palace and saw the goddess maidens sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the garden.
"Yo, the meeting is over?" When Sharapova saw Natalia from afar, she raised her right hand and waved, "It's hard to deal with those nouveau riche bastards." β
Beside Sharapova, Zoya just nodded at Natalia, and she wore her hair in regular braids and coiled it on her chest, looking like a well-behaved girl next door, in stark contrast to Sharapova's fashionable and scantily clad - of course, on this cold October day, exposure would not be exposed, unless there were masochistic tendencies.
Natalia nodded to the two gods who could be classified as allies, and then turned to look at the other gods.
Sure enough, these people all exude a strict aura, and it seems that this afternoon tea will not be easy.
As soon as Natalia sat down, Volkova asked bluntly: "What new price has the Americans offered?" β
"As in the past, only the amount of the loan has been raised." Natalia responded immediately.
"Oh, that's right," Volkova looked disinterested, "and what do you think, Prime Minister?" Are we going to continue to fight the Germans to the end for the sake of the promised interests of the Americans? β
"It depends on what the Germans offer." Natalia said, picking up her teacup and taking a long sip of tea, "I'm looking for a way to get in touch with the Germans. β
"It's good, swing in the middle, so that the two sides are closer to each other." Volkova squinted and looked at Natalia, "This method is really clever, why didn't the former prime minister think of this trick?" Ah, by the way, the former prime minister is just a violent maniac, hahaha, not strange, not strange. β
Natalia felt her temples pounding, but she suppressed her anger and asked, "What should we do with Miss Volkova?" What better way to cope? β
"No," Volkova said very simply, "I would do the same if I were the prime minister, which is the most profitable thing, but if I were the prime minister, I would have a lot more worries, for example, what about the Austro-Hungarian Zionists?" β
The so-called Austro-Kharen Zionists were a group of Austro-Hungarian exiles organized by Iron Ji when she was alive using the Austro-Khami who studied in Russia. Among them, the Austro-Hungarian Empire's Shenji fought for many years as Russia's Shenji and the Shenji of the Human Innovation Alliance in the previous Shenji War.
If Russia were to cease war with the Alliance for Human Renewal, the position of these Austro-Hungarian Nationalists would be awkward.
"On this point," Natalia said with a nonchalant expression, "I've already thought about it, if we truce war with the Human Innovation Alliance, then we'll invite these Austro-Hungarian gods to the Americans." β
Volkova let out an "ah" and then began to applaud: "Makes sense, it's a good idea." In this way, the situation of the war will not be one-sided, and the Americans will continue to fight with the Alliance of Human Innovation for a while, well, very good. β