My Prime Minister is so cute

so cute.

The only not-so-cute thing about her is the slightly old-fashioned black hairpin on her head.

Although this hairpin is extremely incompatible with Avril's style, she likes to wear it on her head when she is at home because it was given to her by Prime Minister Nora personally and is the object of her admiration - but she will take it off when she goes out.

“Oh, there are some expenses that require your approval.”

Bird calmly placed a thick "Expenditure Application" on the desk.

As usual, Avril would just take a symbolic glance and then sign at the back.

But today, unexpectedly, Avril took the application form and carefully flipped through it page by page.

Although Bird was a little confused, he didn't care too much.

After all, it's not surprising that the lord would try to be serious occasionally.

Soon, Avril turned to the page in the middle of the application form that was used to hire a maid, causing Bird's left eyelid to twitch.

"Bird, what does this 'Personnel Addition Application' mean?" she asked, pointing to the application form.

"Oh, that's right."

Although somewhat unexpected, Bird remained calm and said, "In view of the increasingly busy internal affairs recently and the vacancies caused by the departure of old personnel, we need to recruit a new group of young professionals who are proficient in this field to handle the relevant matters."

"......"

After hearing the classic nonsense, Avril frowned and thought hard for a moment before saying uncertainly, "Bird, are you planning to recruit a new group of young maids?"

Bird: “???”

Although Avril seems to have made some progress recently and has been working hard to learn knowledge related to the lord (although she has only persisted for less than three days), isn’t this progress a little too fast?

Is she really a genius?

Bird was stunned for a moment, then he understood something and asked sternly, "My Lord, who told you this?"

Avril recalled and thought about how the head maid Mary had secretly come to her this morning to complain, saying that she had overheard that Bird wanted to recruit a group of beautiful maids with big breasts and perky butts, and asked her to be careful and not let him succeed.

It's impossible to betray Mary.

So Avril immediately shook her head: "No one, I guessed it myself."

"Is it Mary?"

Bird pressed.

!!!

Why did Bird guess it right so quickly?

After being guessed right, Avril immediately denied it in a panic: "No! It's not Mary! I thought of it myself!"

Well, it looks like it's Mary.

After thinking about it, only Mary might report me.

After Bird confirmed it, he mentally cursed the nosy muscle woman and then pulled out another prepared statement: "Well, regardless of who told you this or what slander they made against me, I offer this suggestion sincerely."

"The number of servants is largely related to your reputation."

"A sufficient number of high-quality servants can demonstrate your financial strength and thus show your strength in front of your guests. This is very necessary."

"..."

After hearing this, Avril thought for a moment and said, "Hmm... that seems to make sense?"

Seeing that his words had taken effect, Bird smiled and said, "Then, Lord, please sign the application..."

Avril glanced at the application.

What Bird said made sense, but he didn't want him to hire some young maids with big breasts... Wait, if that's the case, wouldn't it be better not to let Bird be responsible for the hiring?

Avril was in distress.

Avril had an idea.

"Okay, I'll sign it."

Avril nodded, then shook her head and said, "But I think Mary should be in charge of recruiting maids."

"Huh?" Bird was stunned.

Avril explained, "After all, Mary is a professional maid and can better tell which one is better. Bird, don't you think so?"

"......Of course, you are right."

Bird suppressed the urge to say, "Actually, I'm also an expert at judging maids."

Don't be afraid, there are plenty of opportunities.

It's not like someone complains every day, I'll find another opportunity next time...

Chapter 51 Don't be afraid, the advantages are huge

The maid recruitment plan failed miserably.

After calming down briefly, Bird said, "Then the next thing is about the district mayor candidate... For this, we need the support of the council members."

"Support from the MPs."

Avril blinked. “Isn’t the district mayor elected by the people?”

"No, no, no, my lord," Bird corrected immediately. "To be precise, the district mayor is elected by the people through voting among the 'district mayor candidates.'"

Avril: “What’s the difference?”

"The difference is that people can't just write down someone's name, like their next-door neighbor's name, to vote," Bird explained. "They can only choose one name from among the candidates for borough mayor."

"And being a 'district mayor candidate' doesn't mean you can just become one. You have to get the approval of the councillors."

"besides."

Bird added: "In practice, the following types of candidates are usually presented: one candidate who the public wants to choose but is not very capable; one candidate who looks terrible and is completely incompetent; and one candidate who looks quite capable but has very extreme ideas."

"The specific degree of extreme is probably hoping to start a war, or drive out a certain race, or something like that."

"Depending on the situation, we'll also add different types of candidates, such as 'a philandering candidate with a history full of scandals and infidelity', 'an elderly candidate whose door is too loose, causing him to become incontinent in public', 'a suspicious candidate who loves the accordion and is suspected of being a spy for a certain country...' and so on."

"In short, the fundamental purpose is to make it appear that candidates have multiple choices, but in reality there is only one, thus achieving the goal of manipulating the election in disguise."

"But..."

Bird changed his tone and said, "Occasionally, a very popular person announces his candidacy. In this case, the parliament has no choice but to agree, and then the people can vote for the other party. There is also the possibility that the parliamentarians make a wrong judgment and let an unexpected person win the election."

"From this perspective, at least a little bit of democracy has been preserved, so that others know this is still a democratic system."

"Anyway, it's still a bit more advanced than the feudal system."

"......"

Bird spoke at length with great eloquence.

Avril's eyes are extremely clear, and she looks like she is in a state of mental decline.

"In short," Bird concluded, "you need to become a candidate for district mayor first. This requires paying a small price to satisfy the appetites of these council members while also making them feel that you won't threaten their vested interests if you take office."

"So, do you understand?"

"......"

Avril was silent for two seconds, then said seriously, "Yes, Bird, now I completely understand."

Okay, it seems I didn’t understand.

Bird shrugged habitually: "Since you understand, then get ready."

"We're going to plan a dinner, invite some influential council members, and talk about wanting to be a candidate for borough mayor. It's best to act non-threatening, like a kid just playing around."

“Oh, that’s quite difficult.”

Avril nodded and asked, "How can I make myself seem useless and non-threatening?"

Bird smiled and replied, "You don't need to prepare anything, just stay in your normal state."

Avril: “?”

【Evaluation: High emotional intelligence】

[Reward: 1 bottle of water]

The rewards are useless as always.

But it will be soon. The Lord will soon be able to become the District Chief. He is just a little bit away...

Bird couldn't help but smile, and then quickly comforted the lord who had a bad look in his eyes.

"What I mean," he explained, "is that your pretty and lovely appearance naturally makes people feel non-threatening."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Avril was stunned for a moment and blushed slightly: "I thought you were going to say that I was useless and not a threat..."

"How can it be."

Bird patted her head and said righteously, "How could I slander the Lord like this? I have always been optimistic about you. Besides, besides me, didn't the Prime Minister also think highly of you and gave you a hairpin?"

"Uh-huh."

Avril touched the hairpin on her head and suddenly became optimistic: "You're right, Bird, I'm actually very talented!"

.......

After sufficient preparation, the banquet went very smoothly.

With sufficient money as an offensive, and the lord's true-to-life performance, the councilors soon agreed with laughter and joy to support Avril's proposal to become the district mayor candidate next time.

Thus the last obstacle was cleared.

All that remains is to wait for the voting day to arrive.

Avril still gives regular speeches under Bird's arrangement and secures her own votes.

As the current district mayor, Bobby.

He has been entangled with troublesome protesters recently, and has lost the votes of some supporters, which has given him a headache.

However, after getting the list of candidates for the next district mayor, Bobby once again felt that he had a great advantage.

"Archie Franklin."

"A stupid old bastard who had some talent when he was young, but no one would choose him now."

"Alvin Gibson."

"A drunkard, a drug addict, anyone who knew what he did wouldn't choose him—unless they were a supporter of legalizing cannabis."

"Armand Leyton."

"Who? A name I've never heard of. Maybe it's some idiot who came out to make up the numbers."

"Norman Sellars."

"He's quite capable, but who would choose a racist? And one who discriminates against a racial group that makes up 80% of the district's population... Sometimes I even wonder if he did it on purpose."

"Avril Nader?"

"Oh, let me see who this is? Whose little girl is here to run for district chief? Stop joking, I'm afraid she's still breastfeeding, right?"

"..."

After commenting on all the candidates in a very eloquent manner.

Bobby turned to look at the district government's chief secretary, Macken, and said with a smug smile, "Macken, it looks like we can continue our official duties next term."

Although the chief secretary of the district government in front of him often obstructed some of his plans.

But his work ability is really good, and if he makes a mistake occasionally, he will help clean it up. So although Bobby is a little unhappy, he still trusts McCann very much.

As for McCann himself.

Glancing at the candidate named Avril Nader, he smiled and bowed slightly, "Yes, Mr. District Chief."

Chapter 52 Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals