England.
William was dining, with several royal maids standing beside him, and then a new royal butler.
"How does it taste, king?" the butler asked William flatteringly.
William had almost eaten, and while wiping his mouth, he said, "Have you made an appointment with the Prime Minister? Regarding the question I submitted, I need him to answer me as soon as possible, and tell him that if he writes me another travel report, I will find it directly." Mr. Morgan, he'd better be clear that it's only a matter of time before the rights are handed over to me, as Morgan promised me!"
The butler nodded and said, "I've made an appointment. I guess he also knows that he's just a part-time worker, so it won't be too long."
Just after finishing speaking, the butler's cell phone rang.
"Look, he called just as soon as he said it, and he probably agreed."
With that said, the butler picked up the phone and turned on the speakerphone.
"Hello? Mr. Prime Minister."
"Is it Eddie's housekeeper?"
Butler: "It's me."
Prime Minister: "Please tell the king, it is very difficult for us to achieve the absolute power of MI6 if he wants it, and it is also difficult for us to agree to the increase of the pro-military establishment that he wants to belong to the king."
William threw the napkin in his hand on the table, snatched the phone over and said in a low voice, "Listen, I know we had a festival before, but please see the situation clearly. What I want is written in black and white by Mr. Morgan. I promised to give it to me. I advise you to ask your master before talking to me about this matter. I am not begging you now, but ordering you. If I want to continue to serve as the prime minister, whether I can be re-elected, I have something to say, you better talk to me politely, I am not my grandmother."
The prime minister over there smiled: "Frankly speaking, if you were really the queen, I might raise my hands and agree, but you are not. Besides, my master's surname is not Morgan anymore. If you want to talk, you can come to the presidential palace to talk to me." Let me talk, I'm here today, after today, I'm sorry, I will ask the guard to throw any proposals you submit in the future into the trash can, I still have something to do, so I hang up."
As he spoke, a busy tone came from King William's cell phone.
William stood there in a daze, looking at the mobile phone number in his hand, were he sure it was the prime minister's
"Was that the Prime Minister himself just now?" He asked the housekeeper uncertainly.
The butler nodded cautiously: "It's his voice."
"Did he eat the guts of a bear?" William was furious on the spot, slapping the table and erupting: "I'll call his boss to see if I fire him?"
"Yes, this prime minister doesn't take you seriously. He thinks you are still an empty king like the queen? This kind of person should give him some color!"
William lifted his mobile phone and called old Morgan.
As a result, no one answered the phone.
"Have you heard any rumors recently?" William asked the housekeeper for no reason.
The butler shook his head in astonishment: "No, what is the king asking about?"
After William glanced at him, he said meaningfully: "You are indeed not as good as the old housekeeper who served your grandmother in this respect."
Then he continued to call the secretary next to Old Morgan.
As a result, they didn't answer his phone calls.
William continued to call old Morgan, but he never answered.
"Bastard!" William lost his patience, suspecting that the old Morgan would not authenticate after eating, he directly took out the black and white paper signed with the old Morgan from the safe, and then prepared to walk out of the palace angrily: "Prepare the car, go find Prime Minister, I'm going to talk to Mr. Morgan, what the hell is going on, is he denying his account? Well, I'm going to expose all this!"
The butler followed cautiously, and the royal family's car drove directly towards the prime minister's mansion.
When William got out of the car, he immediately pushed away the emcees at the front desk, and without saying a word, he rampaged towards the prime minister's office with a gloomy expression.
The master of ceremonies at the front desk saw him enter the prime minister's elevator, so he picked up the microphone and turned into the prime minister's office, saying, "First of all, sir, the king is heading towards your office, and we can't stop him."
"Let him come and tell all the guards to let him go." The Prime Minister pressed the voice button and said to the front desk.
"OK."
William walked into the prime minister's office with his butler and two personal soldiers.
The two guards at the door directly restrained his two soldiers and said, "I'm sorry, you can't go in with your outfits, you need to unload your guns."
William was angry: "You asked me to unload my gun? Do you know who I am? I used to have the final say here! This empire used to be ours!"
"I know you are the king, but I still can't let your soldiers in."
"Let them in." At this time, the Prime Minister opened the door of his office and said to the two guards.
After the guards let go, the king rushed into the prime minister's office.
"What do you mean? What do you mean? What does Mr. Morgan mean? Look at this contract. You can show your boss. If he can't do it, I will make it public!" The king threw the contract on the table, Said angrily.
The butler moved a chair for him, and he sat down with a look of asking questions.
The prime minister crossed his legs, and the secretary came in with two cups of coffee. He blew on it, took a sip, and said casually, "Then you announce it."
The king and the steward behind him thought they heard it wrong, and their eyes glared, and the king was even more astonished for a moment.
The prime minister laughed, "I'm kidding you."
William was taken aback, and he relied on this to threaten the other party. If the other party didn't care, he really had no room for negotiation.
Hearing the latter sentence from the prime minister, he felt relieved.
However, the prime minister looked up at him at this moment and said, "I mean, this contract is just teasing you."
William was stunned for a moment, and faltered: "What, what do you mean? Don't you want to admit it? Are you afraid that I will expose this secret? Old Morgan tried his best to let me help him appease those European countries. Now you want to go back on your word? "
"No, no, no!" The Prime Minister stopped and said, "I think you made a mistake, this contract is between you and Mr. Morgan, and I will not help him now, so I have the right to reject the business issues you submitted .”
William was angry: "Your boss is not old Morgan, who is it? How dare you resist him? Are you tired of working? Are you still here if you don't help him?"
The prime minister laughed. After tidying up his suit, he paced back and forth behind William and said, "My dear king, I want to introduce you to my new boss. You definitely know him."