I Become A Noble in England

"Hello, Miss Harriman."

In the office of the SEM Building, Barron's personal assistant Wang Wanting brought Joe Harriman, the female host who has been gaining momentum recently, to Barron's office.

Joe Harriman was wearing a white business suit, flesh-colored stockings, and nude high heels today, looking very elegant.

"Your Highness, it's an honor to meet you."

When Wang Wanting closed the office door and Barron and Joe Harriman were the only ones left in the room, she sat gracefully on the sofa opposite Barron and spoke respectfully.

"You've been doing very well recently and have become one of ITV's most famous presenters, Miss Harriman."

Facing Barron's praise, Joe Harriman smiled:

"I should thank His Royal Highness the Duke for giving me the opportunity..."

She fixed her eyes on Barron's handsome face, and with a bit of burning in her eyes, she said,

"I am going to participate in the district council election next, and I hope to get the support of His Royal Highness the Duke."

Barron had heard about this from Cameron and others before. The local council elections in Greater London will begin in May. It seems that Joe Harriman is ready to enter politics from now on.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, she is almost 26 years old. It is often difficult to succeed in local council elections when one first starts participating in them. Even someone like Cameron failed twice and was successfully elected to the House of Commons on the third try.

Generally speaking, every time you fail in an election, you have to wait five years. Missing an opportunity may cause you to fall far behind others.

"Congratulations, Miss Harriman."

Since he was going to participate in the local council election, given Joe Harriman's background, he would definitely represent the Conservative Party. Barron asked casually,

"Which district do you want to participate in?"

"I am going to run for the Islington district council election this time..."

As for Islington, Barron was not unfamiliar with it, because he was involved in the King's Cross urban renewal plan, which was located between Camden and Islington.

"Don't worry, Miss Harriman. You are a member of our SEM Group. If you run for election now, we will definitely support you."

Barron finished speaking, but heard Joe Harriman whisper:

"Your Highness, what I hope to get is your full support. After all, this opportunity is very rare..."

"Full support?"

"Well, I really hope to be elected as a member of the District Council this time..."

Hearing the beautiful girl opposite him say this, Barron looked at her with a smile on his face.

Although Jo Harriman is now well-known as the host of ITV's economic talk show, and some people even compare her to the original English Rose Bonnie Stuart, participating in the election of members of parliament is not just about being well-known. Even the election of district government members under Greater London is not that easy.

Of course, given Jo Harriman's background, she could get some support from the Conservative Party, but the problem was that all parties attached great importance to the seats for MPs in the Greater London area. If one could obtain the qualification of a member of the district council, then one could directly run for MPs, which basically meant that one had a certain status in the party.

"Full support is a rather presumptuous word, Miss Harriman."

"I know, Your Highness, but..."

Joe Harriman stood up, walked over to Barron, and put his hands on the desk.

From where Barron was sitting, he could see the depth of her suit shirt...

"I always have to make choices, don't I? You help me, and I'll give you something in return."

Facing such a scene, Barron's expression did not change at all. He said calmly,

"It's just that as a district council member, I'm sorry to say that you are not qualified to talk to me about any rewards."

"I believe that with your help, Your Highness, my future will not be limited to being a district councillor..."

After Joe Harriman said these words, Barron did not waste any more words, but just looked at her quietly.

In this situation, the other party did not seem to feel any embarrassment:

"I will offer my loyalty to you, Your Highness, any..."

"are you sure?"

"Yes."

…

"There have been more accusations against the Prime Minister recently, and I've heard that dissatisfaction with him is also growing within the Labour Party, Mr Brown."

"There are many factors, but the most important one is his attitude towards the Iraq War. As some lies were exposed, public dissatisfaction began to erupt..."

In Neverland, Barron met with Chancellor of the Exchequer Brown again to discuss public criticism of the Prime Minister.

"Perhaps we can try harder. After all, if we wait until four years later, given the current situation, I'm afraid it will be difficult to curb the Conservative Party's momentum through a general election."

Barron's words hit the mark for Brown.

According to the "agreement" between him and Blair, the other party should have given up the position to him long ago, but until now, the other party is still firmly sitting on the prime minister's throne...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

In fact, the Labour Party has gradually begun to split into two factions - this situation has even appeared earlier.

Through these years of operation, a stable faction of Brown's supporters has formed around him. It can be said that many of the dissatisfaction and accusations against the prime minister within the Labour Party come from Brown's side.

"You know, Your Highness, according to the previous peace process plan, Northern Ireland will elect an autonomous government next year. He has revealed that he will resign after that..."

Barron knew that what Brown said was true.

Because in the original time and space, Blair officially resigned at the end of June 2007 after being sworn in as the Northern Ireland Government.

This can be regarded as his way of showing that he has "retired successfully" after long-term efforts in promoting the Northern Ireland peace process and other causes, and has put a perfect end to his political career.

But Barron doesn't want this to continue, because it would be too late for him - and for Brown as well.

"Do you believe that this is how it will work? Mr. Brown, he has made similar promises before, but what is the result?"

As Barron spoke, Brown's face began to darken.

"I've always had your back, Mr. Brown."

After this conversation, Brown should vent his negative emotions in some way.

And when Barron returned to his room...

There was a knock on the door, and Dylan Ozdemi, dressed like a queen in a leather suit and leather boots, walked in.

"Your Highness, I brought your pet..."

As the whip in her hand made a crisp "snap" sound, as she moved forward, the "pet" tied with the chain in her hand, dressed very exquisitely, slowly crawled in.

As the "pet" moves, the sound of "ding ding dong dong" bells rings in the house...

At this time, Dylan Ozdemi's face flushed a little. She led her "pet" to Barron's side, and used the handle of the whip to support her "pet's" chin, so that she could raise her head...

Dylan Ozdemi's red lips whispered softly in Barron's ear:

"Your Highness, her name is... Joe."