Congo Own Oil?

"Duke Constantine, I have understood your request for U.S. support for the Congolese Governing Council to manage the Congo River Basin. The U.S. government will consider this request, and in two days, you will receive an accurate answer," Chase Te stood up and said to Constantine.

In this kind of diplomatic interaction between countries, it is impossible for the president to make a decision alone; it must be discussed by his staff and government officials.

"Of course, I will be waiting for your good news in New York," Constantine said.

Constantine was relieved to see that things were going well. He turned around and walked out of the room, leaving President Chester alone.

Constantine walked to the hall and saw Sanford talking to Chris. Chris looked happy when he saw Constantine and quickly walked towards him with a girl in costume.

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

"Yes, ma'am. Who are you?" Constantine's face was full of doubts, wondering what exactly Chrissy's idea was.

"Your Excellency, this is my daughter, Irina," Chrissy pointed to the girl and introduced. "Irina, this is the Duke of Constantine from Greece. This is the first time he has come to the United States. He is not familiar with the place, so, as a host, you should take care of him," Elena gestured.

Constantine nodded to Elena, while Elena put her hands on tiptoe and bowed in a salute.

Seeing that the two knew each other, Chris quietly left. The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and 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 was separated from a young man and woman, came to Sanford and asked, "Mr. Sanford, can you tell us about the origin of this duke from Greece?"

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

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

"If there is no accident, he should," Sanford said.

"Then if they can really get married, Elena will become the queen of Greece in the future," Mrs. Chris murmured to herself.

This picture came to mind: his daughter, wearing a golden crown inlaid with pearls and gems, dressed in gorgeous costumes, walking on a red carpet, on both sides of the carpet were noble men and women who bowed and saluted with a respectful attitude.

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

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

After speaking, Mrs. Chris left in a hurry, leaving Sanford who couldn't laugh or cry. As a government official who serves as an ambassador in a European country, Sanford still has some understanding of aristocratic marriages in Europe.

European nobility, especially the royal family, both husband and wife especially value each other's blood. The consequences of intermarriage between nobles and commoners are very serious. If the wife of a king of a country is a commoner (not even a nobleman 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 commoners.

In people's subconscious, the king's queen should be the princess of a certain country. The two sides, who have inherited a long and noble bloodline, unite powerfully and rule over their subjects.

As for the fairy tale, the gray princess in the crystal slipper met a prince who loved her deeply and lived a happy life from then on. This is indeed a romantic and reverie love story.

But it's just a story. If it happened in reality, people should have sympathy for the Gray Princess because her future days are dark.

Think about Ferdinand, the crown prince of Austria-Hungary in the original time and space. Because of the intermarriage of nobles, his wife Sophie was despised by the entire aristocratic circle in Vienna. In order to make her happy, he took her to Sarajevo for an inspection, which resulted in a conflict and disaster.

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

At this time, the band began to play the classic tune, Blue Danube.

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

Elena readily agreed, and Constantine took Elena and walked towards the wider carpet in the middle of the banquet hall.

Holding Irina's waist, the two danced gracefully to the rhythm of the music, sometimes soothing, sometimes hurried.

There is no doubt that Elena is a beauty, her long golden hair is thick like a waterfall, shining brightly, and it is scattered in front of and behind Elena's shoulders.

The blue eyes are as clear as clear spring water, the firm and small nose, the delicate and fair skin, the red blood, the slender eyebrows, and the two cherry lips.

At the end of the song, the two came to rest in the corner and met Sanford, who was alone.

Seeing Sanford, Elena gestured to Constantine and left with interest.

"Sanford, why did Mrs. Chrissy introduce her daughter to me?" Constantine, who was still unclear, asked Sanford.

"Haha, Your Excellency, haven't you seen it? She wants to marry you," Sanford said.

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

The feeling is that the mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law.

Immediately after thinking about it, I felt that it was impossible for both parties.

Can't help shaking his head.

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

"President Chester's attitude is basically in favor, but he needs two days to think about it. In my opinion, it's not a big problem," Constantine said.

"Mr. Constantine?"

The two turned around and saw that Rockefeller was walking towards them.

"I heard that the management committee you supported will get the management rights of Congo?" Rockefeller asked.

"Well?" To be honest, after coming to the United States, apart from the three of him, Constantine also shared the news of the Congo with President Chester just now. Was this spread too fast?

"How?" Constantine really didn't understand what Rockefeller asked Congo to do. Could it be that the oil tycoon still has the idea of developing a colony?

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