Chapter 31 Is China's State-Owned Oil?

"Duke Constantine, I have learned about your request for the United States to support the Congolese Administration Committee to manage the Congo River Basin. The US government will consider this request. You will get an accurate answer in two days," Chester stood up and said to Constantine.

For such diplomatic behavior between countries, the president cannot make a decision alone. He must consult with his staff and government officials.

"Of course, I will wait for your good news in New York."

Constantine was relieved to see that things were going well.

He turned and walked out of the room, leaving only President Chester.

Constantine walked into the hall and saw Sanford talking to Chris.

Chris saw Constantine appear, her face was full of joy, and she quickly pulled a girl dressed in a dress towards Constantine.

"Duke Constantine, is this your first time in the United States?" Chris and the young girl came to Constantine and asked kindly.

"Yes, ma'am, what are you doing?" Constantine was full of confusion, wondering what Chris was thinking?

"Your Excellency, this is my daughter, Elena," Chris pointed at the girl and introduced her.

"Elena, this is the Duke Constantine from Greece. He is visiting the United States for the first time and is unfamiliar with the place. As the host, you have to take care of him," Chris turned to Elena and said, her eyes constantly signaling to Elena.

Constantine nodded to Elena, who raised her skirt with both hands and bowed.

Seeing that the two knew each other, Chris left quietly.

For a moment, the atmosphere quieted down. Constantine, who didn't understand the situation, didn't know what to say to a young American girl he met for the first time.

Mrs. Chris, who had left the young couple, came to Sanford and asked, "Mr. Sanford, can you tell me about the origin of this Duke from Greece?"

"The Duke is from the Greek royal family. His father is King George I of Greece and his mother is Her Majesty Queen Olga of Greece," Sanford said.

"Ah, then he will inherit the throne in the future?" Mrs. Chris covered her mouth with her hands, widened her eyes, and was surprised.

"If there are no accidents, it should be," Sanford said.

"If they can really get married, won't Elena become the queen of Greece in the future," Mrs. Chris muttered to herself.

Such a scene emerged in his mind: his daughter, wearing a golden crown inlaid with pearls and gems, wearing gorgeous clothes, walking on a red carpet, and on both sides of the carpet were noble men and women bowing and saluting with a respectful attitude.

Hearing Chris's words, Sanford couldn't help laughing. Chris's words were really beyond his expectations. He thought that Mrs. Chris would retreat after hearing Constantine's background.

"Oh, I'm going to tell Samuel this important news."

Mrs. Chris left in a hurry after saying that, leaving Sanford, who was laughing and crying.

As a government official serving as an ambassador in a European country, Sanford still knew something about European aristocratic marriages.

European nobles, especially the royal family, pay special attention to each other's bloodline. The consequences of marriage between nobles and commoners are very serious. If the wife of a king is a commoner (not even a noble who is not a princess), his children will be deprived of the right to inherit the throne.

Not only that, his children will face an embarrassing situation in the marriage market and can only marry down.

In people's subconscious, the king's queen should be a princess of a certain country. The two parties with long-standing noble bloodlines combine together to rule their subjects.

As for the fairy tale, Cinderella, who wears crystal shoes, meets a prince who loves her deeply and lives happily ever after. This is indeed a romantic and imaginative love story.

But it is just a story. If it happens in reality, people should sympathize with Cinderella because her future days are dark.

Think about Ferdinand, the crown prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire in the original time and space. Because of the marriage between nobles and commoners, his wife Sophie was despised by the entire aristocratic circle in Vienna. In order to make her happier, he took her to Sarajevo for inspection, which resulted in a disaster.

Constantine looked at the girl in front of him. Facing a girl he only knew by name, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this moment, the band began to play the classic song, Blue Danube.

"Can I invite you to dance?" In order to resolve the embarrassment, Constantine could only resort to this last resort.

Elena readily agreed, and Constantine pulled Elena to the relatively open carpet in the middle of the banquet hall.

Holding Elena's waist, the two danced to the rhythm of the music, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly.

Elena was undoubtedly a beauty, with long golden hair as thick as a waterfall, shining with bright luster, and scattered on Elena's shoulders.

Blue eyes are as clear as clear spring water, a strong and small nose, delicate and fair skin, with a red blood color, long eyebrows, and two cherry lips that are red and dripping.

After the song ended, the two came to the corner to rest and ran into Sanford who was alone.

Elena saw Sanford, signaled to Constantine, and left in amusement.

"Sanford, why did Mrs. Chris introduce her daughter to me?" Constantine, who still didn't understand, asked Sanford.

"Haha, Your Excellency the Duke, haven't you figured it out yet? She wants to marry you," said Sanford Noyu.

"Ah?" Only then did Constantine understand why Chris was so enthusiastic and kept asking about his situation.

It felt like the mother-in-law looked at the son-in-law.

Then he thought about it again and felt that it was impossible for both parties to be together.

He couldn't help shaking his head.

"By the way, how did you talk to the President about the Congo River Basin? What was his attitude?" Sanford said solemnly.

"President Chester's attitude basically tends to agree, but he needs two days to consider it. I don't think it's a big problem," Constantine said.

"Mr. Constantine?"

The two turned around and saw Rockefeller walking towards them.

"I heard that the Congo Management Committee you support will obtain the management rights of Congo?" Rockefeller asked.

"Well?" To be honest, after coming to the United States, in addition to the three of them, Constantine only revealed the news about Congo to President Chester just now. Isn't it too fast to spread?

"What do you mean?" Constantine really didn't understand why Rockefeller asked Congo. Could it be that the oil tycoon had the idea of ​​developing a colony?

"Do you think there are oil resources in Congo?" Rockefeller asked.