Chapter 1230: Decision

"Ma'am, your black tea." Putting the brewed tea on the table, the maid stepped back slowly.

"Have you responded?" Usually at this time, Mary would thank the maid, but she is really not in the mood now.

Four days after the UN team arrived in Bui City, they only saw the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the Vice President, but none of the real callers.

The Peron Group is a military government, and it is not the politicians who are really in power, but the marshals and generals under him. The people who meet them now are just answerers and microphones.

"They didn't agree to our application." The assistant was helpless about this, and they were a complete waste of time here.

Mary, who was only responsible for the work of the Red Cross, was supposed to attend the meeting between the high-level executives and Veron, but the other party excluded her on the pretext that it had nothing to do with humanity.

However, he wanted to meet with him alone as the person in charge of the Red Cross, but the other party's foreign minister kept procrastinating.

"It seems that with the identity of the Red Cross, it is impossible for us to meet the owner..." Mary laughed at herself, and then stood up.

"Since an official visit is not acceptable, I would like to talk to Mrs. Peron as the Princess of Luxembourg and Li's housewife.

Since the right way doesn't work, find another way. It's not once or twice that Mary has done such a thing as blowing the pillow.

What's more, this 'First Lady' has no less influence in the political world than her husband.

As a strange woman who can go from the bottom, nightclub dancer, to the position of first lady, her means can be imagined.

All her life the lady had advertised herself as "the standard-bearer of the poor," representing the poor, supporting the workers, and hating the rich.

The current ruling philosophy of the Peron government is largely influenced by her.

"Princess Marie, welcome to Argentina... When I met the Grand Duchess of Luxembourg last time, it was my greatest regret not being able to see you." Mrs. Veron met her in the King's Hall.

"Madam, thank you for agreeing to this meeting. I also feel sorry for not being able to see you last time... Your rainbow journey is a glorious scene in the history of modern diplomacy."

Complimenting each other in business is just a normal operation. The two women complimented each other as soon as they met, with expressions of admiration on their faces.

However, only they know what they think in their hearts.

Mary respects Mrs. Veron in her heart, but she thinks that she is a little confused about the reality, and she is also a little too naive and idealistic.

The present Argentina, fundamentally unable to support their grand plan of 'fairness,' would simply destroy this rich country.

Mary doesn't care much about politics. But she cares about the civilians at the bottom and their living conditions.

"Princess Mary, may I ask a question?"

"Of course, please."

"How much do you know about life at the bottom?" Mrs. Veron launched an attack.

When Mary thought she was too naive, she also had deep resentment towards Her Royal Highness, who came from a wealthy family.

Seriously speaking, Mrs. Veron is definitely a representative figure of 'hating the rich'. But she used her clever means to make it more noble, just, and representative...

In her opinion, the "Her Royal Highness," who has never experienced any pain since she was a child, and does not understand how difficult life is for the people at the bottom, is just a hypocrite.

She is more like a signboard, a facade, or a moral fig leaf for capitalists?

When they cruelly plunder social capital, give some small favors to cover up the bloody smell of "in the pond", let people think it is a gift, help...

In fact, they are all illusions, a veil to cover up evil capital, but the people at the bottom are always vulnerable to outside influence,

Blinded by the small favors of capital.

She hated the other party's pride from the bottom of his heart, his aloof attitude, and his indifference as if no matter what happened, even if the sky fell, he could face it calmly.

She hated this man, literally. She hates Mary.

"Ma'am, maybe you have misunderstood my work." Although she didn't know the reason, she could feel the other party's indifference and disgust.

Mary wasn't sure if she was doing something wrong or if the other person was being too sensitive. But judging from the current situation, the plan to persuade the other party and use her to influence her husband and even the entire government may not be so easy to achieve.

"Actually, during this job, I have seen more than you can imagine. I have seen the chaos and influence of the bottom society countless times with my own eyes. I have also personally walked into the house where they live... I don't think it should be called a house, because there is no shelter from the wind and rain..."

Mary pretended to be relaxed and showed a forced smile. What she saw was no less than that of any commoner living at the bottom, but people always focused on her illustrious background and glamorous appearance.

"Mary, may I call you that?" Madame Peron said suddenly.

"Of course, I'd love for us to be friends." Mary thought it was time to show her friendliness.

However, some friendships are not accepted.

"Mary, I don't know what you think...whether you think this matter has something to do with me, or you want to use my identity to achieve some goals. I think you will be disappointed, because this does not It doesn't change what's happening and what's going to happen."

"Reform is needed and what my husband has backed and promised to the people. We are not people who take our word for it, he is a leader of the richest and most powerful country in South Africa and the world One, I hope you can understand how important this is." Mrs. Veron specifically emphasized that this is a country's development policy.

"Ma'am, I just want to help. Anyone understands that your intentions are good... It's just that doing so will destroy the efforts and commitments you are making now."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think there is anyone here who needs your help, no matter what it is." Mrs. Veron replied decisively.

No one here needs help, neither she nor her husband, nor their country, needs any help and teaching from outsiders.

"Then... I think our conversation is over." Mary heard the implication in her words, and this unpleasant conversation from the beginning should be over.

"Yes... send Her Highness the princess away." Veron nodded to the maid standing in the corner, who quickly stepped forward and stood beside Mary.

"Thanks, I think I know the way." It seemed to her less like a 'seeing off,' more like surveillance. This made her angry. It seemed that she and her husband were both stubborn people. It was heartbreaking, and they would never be the ones who had to pay for it.