Miss President wants to talk to you

"And this."

"That's exactly what Rosef can't accept!"

The room suddenly fell silent.

Following Eleanor's train of thought, the answer became increasingly clear.

If Rosef agrees to sign the petition today.

So whatever happens in the future, she will lose her independence as the new government.

even……

Whether there will be a new government is still unknown.

It should be noted that the federal people are now on the verge of revolt.

The price is simply too terrifying!

Lucy remained silent for a long time, her lips trembling.

A strong sense of lingering fear welled up in her chest.

how so……

The lady had just passed away, and they almost ruined everything!

Hoffer defeated them with just one phone call!

It almost transformed the image of the lady from the terminator of the Hoffer era to the continuator of the Hoffer era!

The government is losing its legitimacy!

She was truly terrified.

terrible!

How could Hoffer be so mean!

At the same time, Lucy finally understood what Hoffer meant by his last words, "As expected of you."

Because if it were a real Rosef.

They can definitely see through this trick at a glance and then deal with it calmly!

Thinking of this, Lucy suddenly looked up at Eleanor.

This young man was carrying bricks on the street just yesterday.

How can someone possess such a terrifying political instinct?!

“Mr. Hopkins…”

Her voice was a little hoarse.

Eleanor looked up.

"what happened?"

Lucy was silent for two seconds.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask:

"Could it be that you come from a political family?"

Otherwise, it's hard to imagine how someone could be born with such knowledge.

Eleanor chuckled to himself.

What is all this about?

"Of course not!"

He explained, "I'm just naturally more inclined to observe."

"No, you are too modest."

At that moment, Lucy suddenly realized that Eleanor's arrival at Rosef's side was definitely not a coincidence.

This is the best arrangement of fate!

……

the other side.

Rosef was completely dumbfounded.

She looked at Lucy, then at Eleanor.

Her bright blue eyes were wide open.

"Wait a moment!"

She exclaimed, "So, Aunt Hoffer was trying to trick me into doing something really terrible!?"

"You can think that way if you want."

Eleanor laughed and said, "But you managed to prevent it from happening thanks to your keen judgment."

How can being able to firmly choose to believe in oneself not be considered a keen judgment?

"As expected of you, Rosef."

"Hehe."

Rosef scratched her face sheepishly, but couldn't help but smile.

But she didn't really get carried away.

"But you're great too!"

At that moment, Rosef felt incredibly at ease.

Eleanor was there.

She suddenly felt that those things that were originally terrifying didn't seem so terrifying anymore.

"It's decided!"

Rosef solemnly announced:

"From now on, if I encounter something I don't understand, I'll ask you first!"

"I believe you can tell!"

Chapter Seven: The Black Business Card

Rosef spoke with conviction.

It was as if this was the most normal decision imaginable.

Eleanor coughed: "It doesn't have to be so absolute."

Believe in yourself!

Rosef encouraged Elinor to be confident.

On the other hand, Lucy didn't rush to agree with Rosef.

Anyway, Mr. Hopkins is already Miss's advisor, and there will be plenty of opportunities to work together.

As the person in charge of daily life, she prioritizes more practical aspects.

"Mr. Hopkins."

She said, "You have one more thing to deal with next."

"Ok?"

Eleanor was somewhat puzzled.

Lucy's gaze fell on him, or more precisely, on his old coat.

"If you are to accompany Miss Rosef to various occasions on a long-term basis in the future."

She said tactfully, "Then this outfit might not be suitable."

Eleanor looked down at herself.

Have to admit.

That's absolutely right.

There was nothing wrong with these clothes when I was carrying bricks at the construction site yesterday.

However, it would indeed be inappropriate to wear it next to the president.

In federal culture, outward appearances are sometimes more important than anything else.

Those middle-class people who have lost their homes and jobs will still spend their remaining money on suits and leather shoes.

Because clothes represent more than just wealth.

sometimes.

It is still a person's last vestige of dignity.

"Miss Lucy, may I receive an advance on part of my salary?"

Eleanor touched his pocket.

With only one yuan in my pocket, I was truly strapped for cash.

A decent suit must be quite expensive.

"Sir, there is no need for that."

Lucy took a business card out of the drawer.

The business card was pure black with a thin gold thread pressed around the edge.

There is a line of gold-stamped letters on the front: