The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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"You don't just want to say this to me, do you?" She said, "What weird conditions do you have?" She raised the other's chin, "You can say it directly, as long as it does not harm the interests of the empire and me. "

Cynthia held her hand and rubbed her fingers lightly, "What do you mean by harming your interests?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Cynthia twirled the ring on her finger, "I'm just kidding." She actually let go.

Siddiger still felt incredible when he picked up the phone.

Cynthia is not a woman who will let it go, she knows this too well.

"Hey, I'm still here."

"Goodness, Your Excellency, Your Excellency... What happened to you?!"

"She really cares about you," Cynthia said.

Sid Digger said: "Anyone cares about their salary."

"Nothing," said Sid Digger, "I spilled coffee on my pants."

Of course Shia wouldn't believe this poor excuse, but she had to admit that Siddiger did spill coffee on his pants.

Cynthia leaned forward and turned on the loudspeaker.

Sid Digger acquiesced to her actions.

"Where did you just say?"

"Rose."

"Yes, roses, then what?"

"We did a routine inspection and there was nothing dangerous. The inspection could have ended there, but when one of the investigators picked up the greeting card to check if there was a tiny listener inside, a hair fell out of it."

"hair?"

"Long golden curly hair, wrapped in a transparent waterproof bag. Is there anyone with long golden hair around you?"

Siddiger turned his head and glanced at the woman with long golden curly hair beside him, "One is... Lord Enos!" Cynthia licked her ear with her tongue, and kissed and rubbed maliciously.

"Your Mightiness?"

"I'm fine, it's Lord Enos. If you ask me, the first person I think of is probably Lord Enos." The stirring of her tongue made a clear sound of water in her ears.

Siddiger tried to get up, but was held tightly in Cynthia's arms.

Lord Ernos? Xia frowned.

They analyzed that the other party should have news unfavorable to the president and related to the owner of the hair, so they threatened the president with her, but Sid Digger said that the person with long golden curly hair beside her was Ernos, which made no sense.

They really couldn't think of any entanglement between these two people.

Shia alone has seen these two women clash three times.

"Anyone else?"

"I can't remember it now," Siddig said. "Long blonde curly hair is so common." She thought for a while and said, "Has the hair been sent for inspection?"

"The result is expected to be available in half an hour, and I will send it to you?"

"No, I'll go right back."

"Then, for His Excellency Ernos's hair, we will negotiate with the alliance to ensure that the alliance experts are present without divulging this matter."

"No need," Sid Digger said, "I'll take care of the hair myself."

Shia was silent for a while, "I see, goodbye, Your Excellency."

"goodbye."

Sid Digger turned his head and pulled out one of Cynthia's hair.

"Remember to clean it after the inspection," Cynthia said, "This is the hair of the Union President."

Sid Digger pulled out a piece of his own hair and gave her, "Remember, this is the hair of the President of the Empire."

She touched Cynthia's lips lightly, "Good night, you can get out of the car."

Cynthia cursed in a low voice, "You are wonderful, Your Excellency."

Sid Digger shrugged. "Yes, good boy is going to bed."

Siddiger went straight back to the hotel, while Cynthia walked around for another hour.

Sid Digger drank his coffee and waited for the results.

After knocking on the door, a young girl with glasses entered.

"Your Excellency," she said, "this is not human hair."

"no?"

"This is a chemical material, which is deliberately made like this. It is very well made, and it cannot be seen from the texture and color that it is a man-made product."

Was it made like this on purpose?

Sid Digger frowned. She had already seen the greeting card with her hair intertwined.

Just like what she received that day: I know what you did on the night of May 21st.

"I'm sorry, everyone." Siddig got up and said, "Go back and rest."

She left first and bumped into Shia head-on.

"Your Excellency," Shea took a deep breath, "Have you read the news?"

☆、Chapter 11 Troublemaker

"The alliance officials had a private meeting with the Imperial President last night." Cynthia leaned leisurely on the sofa, her tone seemed to be very surprised, "this is really new."

The reporter said at the other end of the phone: "President Simo was photographed in the photo, but whether the car belongs to the alliance is still open to question. What is your opinion on this matter? Do you think that the officials of the alliance are related to the president of the empire?"

"I think it's nonsense. President Seamus is a smart person, at least in my eyes, and she would never sacrifice her political career for a private meeting with a Union official. From what I know of her, If the opponent is the president of the Union, it is still possible."

The reporter laughed a few times, "You are really humorous."

"I'm just telling the truth." Cynthia said: "The alliance and the empire will have nothing to do with each other, neither before nor now."

Sid Digger slowly bit off the tail of the bunny-shaped pastry.

"As far as your relationship with President Seamus is concerned, your assessment is very fair."

Cynthia said sternly: "The quality of my personal relationship with President Seamus will not affect the relationship between the two countries. We can't let a nationalist be the president, right?"

Sid Digger shrugged, the cake was very fluffy, as soft as a fruit jelly, a bit sticky to the teeth.

"Yes. I have one last question: If President Siddig falls into the water, will you save her?"

Cynthia was stunned for a second, "Which website did you find such a lovely question?"

"It was proposed by a five-year-old child, and the attention has reached 30.00% [-]."

"Sorry, with all due respect, I saw the data on these questions this morning, and the questions you just asked accounted for 26. They actually care more about the president's falling into the water than whether the imperial president's lover is a member of the alliance?"

"They may be more concerned about your relationship."

Cynthia thought for a few seconds, and said: "First of all, this question is not related to reality. I think President Seamus can swim. I have read the news about her swimming in the Mediterranean Sea. Then, under what circumstances can we swim together? Is it a very private matter? Even if President Seamus really fell into the water and was instantly flooded and lost his swimming skills, wouldn't the bodyguards around her not want to work? Just stand on the shore and watch their president Thumping hard in the water? And I can't swim."

The reporter laughed: "Please answer this question directly, as if you and President Seamus must swim together, and there is no one else around her, no bodyguards, no secretaries, no tourists."

Cynthia said without hesitation: "Of course I save her."

"Because a nationalist won't be president?" quipped the reporter.

"Yes."

"You just said that you can't swim, even if saving her might hurt you?"

"Yes, I will save her."