My Prime Minister is so cute

"As a councillor, the main function is to supervise the executive branch through questioning and proposals in parliament, and to review local budgets and major projects."

"In short, the main job of legislators is to hold meetings, and they earn so-called 'attendance fees' for doing so," Bird said. "There's a regular general meeting every six months, a regular small meeting every month, and sporadic ad hoc meetings. On average, a legislator spends between 90 and 200 days in meetings."

"so much?"

Avril wondered, "Then why did it take me so long to participate once?"

"No, no, no, you've already attended six impromptu meetings and received the corresponding attendance fees," Bird smiled. "But they're all in the sign-in book—and by the way, the attendance rate for every meeting is almost 6%."

"Isn't this not good?"

Avril felt a little uncomfortable with this behavior of getting paid for nothing.

"No, no, no. On the contrary, the mayor sincerely appreciates your non-participation." Bird shook his head. "This will effectively improve work efficiency. No mayor wants to rely on a large number of votes for every decision. That will only lead to nothing getting done."

When she heard that the district chief had to thank her, Avril's guilt about getting paid for free without attending a meeting suddenly disappeared.

"Then why not just cancel those impromptu meetings?"

Mary couldn't help but ask, "If most members don't attend, then the temporary parliament will just be a mere decoration, and the attendance fee will be wasted."

"Holding these impromptu meetings makes them appear democratic," Bird explained. "Every decision they make is a democratic one, approved by the council, rather than a single decision made by the mayor on a whim—at least on the surface."

"But no matter what, at least the regular meetings must be attended, and the members will actively speak up and express their doubts."

"Because there is an important proposal that needs to be decided?" Avril asked.

"No, because there are reporters from the newspaper." Bird shrugged. "Okay, that's enough, my lord. We're here."

Several people have already arrived outside the parliament.

The specific meeting place of the parliament is located in the government building. There is a special parliament meeting place inside. Only the members themselves or their representatives are allowed to enter, so Bird and Mary can only wait outside and let the lord go in alone for the meeting.

"Have you remembered everything I told you?"

As if giving a warning before school started, Bird said worriedly, "Those congressmen won't give you a hard time. After all, we've all been there before. But you must be careful with the reporters' questions and don't say anything you shouldn't."

"Don't worry, Bird, I remember everything." The Lord spoke confidently this time. "When I encounter a problem I don't know the answer to, I just say 'that's not the key,' and then I just pick a random paragraph from the speech and start reciting..."

"Very good, that's it."

Bird rubbed the lord's head with satisfaction as encouragement.

Although in theory, he could also act as a representative.

But after his observation, research and experiments over this period of time.

Although the effect of the "Führer Candy" has passed, some of the techniques used in previous speeches still remain in Avril, making her seem as if she has been instructed by the Führer when speaking to the public. Not to mention being a social terrorist, at least she doesn't have to worry too much about appearing timid when speaking.

That's why Bird was able to let her go to the district council alone to speak. It could be considered as training. In the future, the lord could be assured to go to such useless meetings.

I watched the lord enter the conference room and looked at his petite figure of 1 meters.

"There shouldn't be any problem, right?" Mary said like a mother worried about her daughter.

"Of course, that's the Lord."

Bird thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "So it should be fine?"

"It's because you're the Lord that I'm worried... Well, if you say so, then it shouldn't be a problem." Mary shook her head. "Where are we going next?"

"Let's save ourselves the wasted meeting time and get some serious work done," Bird said. "For example, talk to the district mayor."

Chapter 35 Studying Journalism

As a noble, Avril is naturally qualified to meet with the district chief.

In fact, when Robert was still alive, he had met the district chief many times as a butler and had become familiar with him. Although he didn't meet the district chief the last time he came to the county, Bird had already made an appointment in advance, and today was the day to meet him.

Unfortunately, when Bird stepped into the district mayor's office, he still didn't see the district mayor. Instead, he was replaced by his government secretary, McCann.

Well, it seems there is no difference?

"McCann, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Bird...want a drink?"

"Thank you, my mouth is a little dry."

The two greeted each other and sat on the sofa in the office.

"How's it going?" Bird asked.

"Same old time, either busy with paperwork or cleaning up after the District Chief." Macon shrugged. "I envy you. It must be pretty easy for a young lord who doesn't have to worry about anything, right?"

"It's okay, but Miss Avril is indeed the type that is less worrying."

Bird shook his glass, took a sip, and asked, "McKen, do you know why I came here this time?"

"I guessed it," McKen said. "You're hoping for some preferential government policies, right? Land rent, annual taxes, import and export convenience, and so on."

"Yes." Bird said, "What does the district chief think?"

"Unfortunately, I can't do that," McCann shrugged.

"what happened?"

Bird frowned tightly: "This is absolutely a good thing."

"The district chief originally felt the same way, but then others pointed out that building a factory would damage the environment," McKen replied. "The noise generated by the factory, the polluted wastewater, the mountains of demonic slag... all of this would destroy the beautiful natural environment passed down from our ancestors, and would also affect pregnant women and their unborn children."

"Even if the cost is losing your job?" Bird asked.

"You can explain this to them," McCann said. "If you can convince them, the mayor will be happy to issue some preferential policies."

"But for the sake of votes, the district mayor can't go against public opinion right now. Forget about preferential policies. He can only guarantee not to interfere with your normal business."

"He's going to stop us?" Bird asked.

"If necessary." McKeon shrugged. "You know, politicians are not like us. They think about the gains and losses of the government. Politicians will do anything for votes."

Bird fell into thought.

To reverse the influence of public opinion, we can consider having the lord give a few speeches. With the mature examples in front, it should not be difficult.

But all this is too slow, and it is a troublesome thing to change the inherent impression. Little do people know that in the 21st century, there were still people who believed that wifi would affect pregnant women and asked neighbors to turn off wifi. It would take at least a month here, and the lord would have to run around, which is too troublesome.

Is there nothing I can do but give up?

McCann didn't urge him and waited quietly for him to think.

Bird thought about it and suddenly had a question: "By the way, what is the district chief busy with? Why didn't I see him twice?"

McCann picked up the newspaper on the table and threw it over: "You'll know when you read it."

Bird had been busy recently and hadn't paid much attention. After picking up the newspaper, he successfully found a headline on the second page: "Prime Minister meets with union leaders in Stella."

"The Stella area?" Bird frowned. "Isn't that right around us?"

"That's right," McKenzie said. "With the election approaching, our Prime Minister plans to visit our marginal constituencies to show his approachability and win over the voters."

Bird immediately understood: "So our district chief hurriedly prepared a reception for the Prime Minister."

"In the hope of being recognized," McKeon continued, a smile on his face. "Maybe the Prime Minister will take a liking to him and bring him directly to Parliament for a position. That would be much more profitable than being a small district mayor in a marginal constituency."

"That's too much thinking," Bird commented.

"That's right," McKen confirmed.

The two laughed and clinked glasses.

But after taking a sip, Bird suddenly remembered something and put down his glass. "McCann, which do you think is more important to the mayor, the vote or the prime minister?"

"In the past I would have said the vote," McCann said, "but for now it should be the prime minister."

"Then tell me," Bird said, "if the Prime Minister arrives and sees Fox County thriving, with factories under construction and a bustling recruitment scene everywhere, what will he think?"

"I'm sure you'll be tempted to ask why," McKen said.

"At this point, we can mention the District Chief's great policies to encourage factory development—providing loans, lowering taxes, offering preferential land prices..." Bird smiled, "and then all the credit goes to the District Chief."

"Oh, that sounds good."

McCann raised an eyebrow. "But this is a risky deal. I'm not sure the mayor would be willing to agree to this slim hope and risk offending his constituents."

"At this time, an excellent government secretary is needed to give reasonable advice."

Bird raised his glass and took a sip. "McCann, our factory is currently lacking a political consultant..."

"Oh?"

Mike immediately understood and smiled. "That's right, Bird. I think the district chief will definitely agree to this plan in order to gain the Prime Minister's appreciation and secure a position."

"Even if the chance is slim?"

“Give it a try, and life will be more exciting.”

"cheers."

"cheers."

.......

Things are going smoothly for Bird.

However, what Bird didn't know was that after leaving the district council, Avril was besieged by more reporters than expected because of her wonderful speech, beautiful and delicate appearance, young age, and rare new face.

The initial answer was normal. Avril remembered Bird's teachings and said nothing useful.

But before we knew it, the topic was led in some subtle directions by some newspaper reporters.

"Who is the 'Bird' that often appears in your answers?" asked a newspaper reporter.

"Oh, he's my butler." Avril felt that this didn't seem like an unanswerable question, so she answered truthfully, "He's a very capable man who provided me with a lot of help, especially during the period when my father just passed away."

A gossip reporter immediately followed up with a question: "If that's the case, then have you ever developed a crush on her?"

"No, no, we are just an ordinary lord and steward."

Avril immediately denied it.

Another newspaper reporter asked, "Can I ask you a question? If, and I mean if, you were asked to choose between me and this butler named Bird, who would you choose?"

Avril glanced at the male reporter in front of her with a big bucktooth, and without hesitation, she said, "That must be Bird."

"Oh?"

The other party immediately seemed to grasp something and asked loudly: "So, you mean that you will marry your butler Bird in the future?"

"what?"

Avril was stunned and immediately retorted with a blush: "Uh, no, I didn't say that, I meant..."

Chapter 36 How many children should I have?

The newspaper reporter's questioning continued.

"Excuse me, Miss Avril, do you prefer boys or girls?"

"A boy, I guess." Avril was already a little dizzy and replied casually.

"Why don't you like girls? Are you favoring boys over girls?" the newspaper reporter asked. "This Prime Minister has always advocated for gender equality. As an aristocrat and a woman yourself, you also favor boys over girls. Don't you feel the slightest bit of shame? Why can't you make some changes?"

"No, no, no, I didn't say I don't like girls. I like girls too."

Avril was inexplicably accused of favoring boys over girls, and she quickly clarified.

"I see. So are you planning to have a boy and a girl?" the newspaper reporter wrote it down and then asked with interest.

"?"

Avril asked in shock: "What does this have to do with having a baby? When did I ever say I was going to have a baby?"

"So, you and your butler are just playing around, and you don't plan to have children with him?" the newspaper reporter sighed. "Oh, poor butler, you thought it was true love, but it turned out to be just a play. Come to think of it, how could a noble lady be interested in a commoner..."

.......

Under the bad guidance of the newspaper reporter, Avril, who had originally answered calmly, became dizzy afterwards. She completely forgot Bird's instructions and did not remember what she had said. She just relied on instinct to answer.

Until Mary forcefully pushed through the crowd and took her away.

Avril finally came to her senses and realized that she had forgotten Bird's instructions and seemed to have said something she shouldn't have to the reporters, and she began to regret it.

I did something wrong again...