England 1986

Chapter 221 Ms. Maggie's Little Story
"Dear old lady Margaret Hilda Thatcher, I did not wish to take your disrespectful remarks to heart, but in view of your shallow perception and poor knowledge of vocabulary, I think I have It is necessary to give a certain response to your remarks.”

"First of all, I think it is very disrespectful and ignorant to make improper remarks about the royal family and nobles during working hours without proper handling of official duties."

"The economy of the empire is well known, and you're like an old kangaroo lying in the office, stroking your distended belly, waiting to be fed."

"No matter what Ms. Diana's education background is, I think first of all, in terms of image, the gap between you and her is like the gap between a bug and a swan. The first time you encounter a bedbug, you will accuse the swan and give the swan advice on how to make itself more beautiful."

"Ignorant, ignorant, stupid, as you say, under your haircut that looks like a kennel where dozens of dogs have been lying for years, it looks like there is a large tumor growing up from the neck up, instead of a brain. "

"Your loose skin is like a Shar Pei, and in your cloudy eyes, there is a cloudy and more stupid light like a bedbug."

"I still remember when I was a child looking through family notes in the library at home, especially a little girl named Maggie."

"This little girl Maggie comes from a family of small citizens. Her father is a small grocery store owner, and her mother is a grocery store owner. The kind little girl Maggie goes to help her mother's food store every day."

"Later, she was admitted to Oxford and embarked on the road to a prestigious school. She hated her previous class, and she was determined to climb up. During her school days, she got acquainted with various organizations and was extremely active."

"After she graduated, she realized that the upper class didn't accept a commoner like her at all, and the so-called organizations she joined were just child's play."

"Until one day. Oh. Maggie met her male god, a handsome baron. She boldly expressed her love to that baron, but her acrimonious face was obvious. Such a purposeful approach, That baron hated her very much, and... ruthlessly rejected her."

"Ms. Maggie, who learned from the pain, extended her hand to another introverted and weak rich businessman. Well, let me think about it. His name seems to be Dennis? A wealthy businessman who is 11 years older than Ms. Maggie in his second marriage."

"The result this time is that the perfect rich businessman has fallen, and he vowed to give all his money to his sweet Maggie to support her dream."

"By the way. The book also records what Miss Maggie said when she confessed to the baron. I am Margaret Hilda Thatcher. Hello, you can call me by my nickname—Maggie .”

Seeing this, Ceylon swallowed. At first she didn't know who this Maggie was, but now she knew.

this melon.
too big!
So cool!

Your Excellency Earl is so talented in single-player laning, no one can refuse such gossip!

This kind of internal gossip is so exciting!
Even an old media host like her is interested, let alone ordinary people.

"By the way, Ms. Maggie, did you receive the gift I asked my servant to give you? It is a crown I asked my servant to weave out of straw. It must be your dream. As for the other The toilet brush is for you to brush your teeth, I hope you can continue to work hard for the empire after improving your personal hygiene.”

"Of course. If you feel too stressed recently, I sincerely recommend that you go to Gambia to relax and eat some black truffles."

"The useless and mediocre hereditary Earl of Carmarthen, Alan Hill, who you accused of, and Ms. Maggie, who was born as a commoner and devoted herself to the upper class decades ago, became Prime Minister and looked down on the nobles."

Ceylon withdrew her gaze, longing for a drink, so she gently picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

When did this happen?

Can you tell me more?
The feeling of eating the first-hand melon on the spot is really cool!
Look at Miss Maggie.

hiss.
It's really nasty, think about the current appearance of that person, hey
Ceylon didn't even dare to think about what kind of reaction this letter, which should be called a response letter, would be in the newspapers tomorrow.

In terms of other active personal attacks, there are no dirty words in the whole process, such as Fake and Bichi, they are too childish!

For the first time, she felt that English vocabulary was not so scarce.

Plus that most important.

What kind of woman would take the initiative to pursue a wealthy businessman who is 11 years older than herself or divorced?
Anyway, normal civilian women must believe in the freedom of love, and at least find someone they like, who is not too different in age.

This kind of behavior of chasing sugar daddy, no matter where it is, although there are many people doing it, as long as it is exposed, people will definitely be despised.

Anyway, Ceylon's biggest feeling now is, don't provoke such hereditary aristocrats casually, especially such villainous people.

It is very likely that when they were just starting out, all the acts of flattery they did were recorded in the books, and they might be taken over one day.

This group seems inconspicuous, but they are a small group of people who really have the most real news. They didn't say it before. It doesn't mean they don't know!

When they thought they had reached the pinnacle of their lives, a piece of genuine internal black material was placed in front of them. They might be complacent one second, but they would make her laugh the next second.

really
Ceylon was still immersed in the shock of this response letter, and saw his boss, His Excellency Allen, stand up and search on the bookshelf, took out a photo album, selected from it, and took out a photo hand it to yourself.

"Boss is this?"

Ceylon looked at the blond girl in the photo with a flattering expression, holding a glass of wine and toasting a not-so-handsome but gorgeously dressed man.

Judging from the shape of the woman's face, the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes, huh
This is?

"No picture, no truth, have you heard this sentence?"

Ceylon nodded subconsciously, good guy, the boss is indeed very professional, and he can also provide pictures by himself.

Allen smiled and said: "I will let Huth go to Cardiff University to discuss with the principal and discuss about donating to the school next year, and you can help me go to the BBC headquarters by the way to visit my seniors. "

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Ceylon opened his mouth again, sweating coldly. Although the BBC cannot cover the sky with one hand, they are definitely a predator in all media fields in the UK.

And as Allen officially entered Cardiff University, theoretically speaking, he became the real family of the BBC.

There is no way, who made most of the high-level BBC now are teachers of media majors at Cardiff University, and those middle- and lower-level personnel are all his seniors, and they are all his own people!
The BBC headquarters building is the teaching building and practice base for the journalism and media major of Cardiff University!

Now he directly asks Butler Huth to go to the principal of Cardiff University to discuss the donation next year. The meaning is very simple. Originally, his own people should help his own people. Although he has never met those seniors, he has money. I have status, as long as the money is in place, the old principal will make a few calls
A large faction of media support appeared in an instant, and such a relationship was much stronger than Ceylon's personal relationship!
"Okay boss, I'll go right away, don't worry!"

Ceylon took a deep breath, and the public opinion dispute was about to start. She didn't know what preparations Thatcher had made, but on the boss's side, she believed that today's black material was just an appetizer, and the more serious ones were yet to come. After reading this response letter, we will see tomorrow's feedback. How long has it been since Daying has been this lively?
Early the next morning, Thatcher looked at everyone who greeted her with strange expressions. When she walked back to the office and saw the things on the table, she broke her defense for the first time!

On her office, there is a brand new toilet brush with the plastic bag still in it, and a bottle of toilet cleaner next to it.

And the other side.
Several videotapes were also played!
In the middle of the desk, there is something like a straw woven bird's nest.

After reading the contents of the newspaper, Thatcher threw the newspaper on the table, looked at the toilet brush on the table, and said angrily: "Fuck! Fack!"

As I get older, when I get angry, my heart hurts.

The secretary quickly handed over a cup of black tea, put several sugar cubes, and then handed it to Saichel.

"He He!!!"

Thatcher pointed to the toilet brush and he didn't say anything for a long time. He looked at the video tape next to him and asked, "What are these video tapes?"

Before the secretary could reply, Thatcher picked up the video tape on the table.

"Fack! "

"???"

When a person is angry, he picks up the videotape and sees the name of the videotape as if scolding himself. How does it feel?
"Prime Minister! Prime Minister?! What's wrong with you?"

The secretary hugged Thatcher halfway, with a worried look on his face.

After a few seconds of delay, Thatcher opened her eyes. If she hadn't been unable to fight, she would have driven the tank to Wales to kill that country earl with her own hands!
Deceiving too much!

What do you mean if you are stressed, go to Gambia to relax and eat some black truffles?

Then, he sent over the video tape!

What is said in this videotape, she is too clear!
This is a guide and evaluation experience for women's happy journey!

I need you to send it to me?

Thatcher looked at the bird's nest-like so-called crown on the desk, and felt that it was mocking her ignorance and stupidity.

Since Allen's response letter was sent out, various media in Great Britain seemed to be celebrating Christmas.

The heat of the news overwhelmed the heat of the opening of the Congress.

Have you ever seen what it means to eat melons for all people?
As the birthplace of the paparazzi, this has a history!

The people in the UK are just as annoying as they are, they like to eat melons, but they will pretend to be very serious on the surface.

But the sales of various newspapers in the past few days have deeply betrayed them.

There are some serious people who don’t have a newspaper at home. When they go to work in the morning, they pass by the newsstand, cough lightly, and ask, “Does the boss have it. Huh?” With a raised eyebrow and a look, the newsstand owner knows what newspaper he wants. .

This is the Prime Minister's personal exit, and then he was killed by Master Allen, which exposed the top-notch hot news!
Anyway, whether it is the prime minister or the aristocrat, this is actually not a good bird in the eyes of ordinary people, and they are far away from them, but everyone is still very enthusiastic about eating their gossip.

There are even some old liars who stand up and testify, proving that the old photo in the newspaper that day is the banquet he attended when he was young. A word of emotion, I really didn't expect that woman to become the prime minister in the end.

Then the hilarity is over, the story is finished, and by the way, you can get news fees ranging from hundreds to thousands of pounds!
All kinds of news, whether true or false, emerged one after another. The Prime Minister was busy putting out the fire, and seemed a little overwhelmed.

Allen eagerly waited for Thatcher to respond. He even prepared the draft of the second essay, and turned out the pictures, just waiting for the other party to line up with him.

but.
Been waiting for a few days for no response.

Didn't wait for Thatcher's response, but waited for Diana's invitation to sit in a coffee shop in Cardiff.

Seeing the bodyguard in a small vest, disguised as an honest and honest cleaning staff, exiting the classroom lightly, Alan read the small note sent by the bodyguard in his hand, and wondered, when did his aunt come to Wales?

Stand up, say hello to George, don't care about class anymore, let's go to the appointment.

"Ellen!"

Diana had heavy bags under her eyes, but she seemed to be in good spirits. She smiled and waved to Allen first.

"Auntie, why are you here? Don't you call directly?"

Allen twisted his neck and looked at Diana in a long black dress.

"I know you're in school, so keep a low profile, what do you want to drink?"

"Lemon tea."

There were not too many people in the coffee shop after ten o'clock. In addition, both of them were wearing masks, and surrounded by guests pretending to be bodyguards, the speaking environment was considered safe.

After the waiter brought tea and snacks, Diana first took a look at Alan, took off her mask and said with a smile: "I never imagined that Alan could help me one day."

Allen blinked and said nothing, reached out and took a small croissant, tore it in half, and ate it first.

He thought Diana was saying these words of thanks, but
Does this need to be thanked?

Not to mention that everyone is related by blood. Although Diana is not a few years older than him, she has a good heart and even introduces herself to someone. Everyone is a family, no need to say thank you!
"Actually, I don't care what she says about me."

Seeing that Alan didn't speak, Diana's smile faded away, she sighed, and looked out the window, as if thinking about something.

"Anyway, she wasn't the only one who said that to me."

"???"

Allen wiped his hands with a tissue, his complexion a little ugly.

this
It sounds very sad, the dignified princess is like a traffic bag, anyone can pick it up and criticize it, rubbing the heat, it's fucking damn.

The main reason is that she didn't provoke them, but someone took the initiative to talk about her.

And the most damning thing is that the people who talk about her, under normal circumstances, are all black themselves, and they like to point and point at her from the commanding heights of morality.

(End of this chapter)