Yes, Madam Prime Minister

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Isabel threw the cup onto the bedside table. "Ha, I, a commoner, have been completely ruined by you two licentious royal couple."

“No, not completely,” Ambrina said, pointing to her lips. “There’s still some here.”

"Go to hell!"

Chapter 433 Research Successful, State-Owned Enterprise Launched, Daughter is a Little Monster

In August, Noah and his team successfully developed a method for transferring magical talents.

Of course, this method was actually only mastered by Noah, because only he had read the research materials on the soul. The other members of the team were just assistants and did odd jobs. They not only did not understand the principles, but they could not even replicate or reproduce it.

This can be seen as Noah's kindness towards his "research dogs".

Camille, who had been thoroughly studied, was now completely free.

Actually, she didn't feel anything about being studied. Before being studied, she thought she would be detained in a small dark room, stripped naked by a group of people wearing bird-beak masks, and then do some terrible things to them.

However, the reality is that there was no dark room, she was never stripped naked, and no one even touched her body.

She went to get off work as if it were a regular job, with no restrictions on her freedom. Every day after lunch, she would go to a well-lit room in the rehabilitation center, sit in a special high-backed chair, and sit there for the whole afternoon. If she got tired, she could have a coffee and some dessert. She would leave when it was time for dinner.

That's for sure. Magic is tied to the soul, and the research is about studying her soul, not her body.

In October, Camille passed the civil service exam and was then recruited by Dinia as her private secretary.

It can be said that he rose to the top in one step.

But no one disagreed, because from the outside, Camille's connections were incredibly strong, as she was a blood relative of Rabelais, one of the three leaders.

Of course, Camille was not Dinia's only secretary. As a minister, Dinia had ten secretaries, three of whom were important.

The first in line is the Permanent Secretary dispatched by the General Secretariat of the Prime Minister's Office; he can be considered either Dinya's subordinate or not.

Second on the list is the head of the minister's office. He's called a secretary, but he's not actually a secretary. Like the secretary-general of the city hall, he's a proper official.

Camille is ranked third. Each minister uses a private secretary differently, and Camille is used by Dinia to help her sort out reports. Because of Ronan, the Ministry of the Interior receives a lot of reports with all kinds of data in its daily work.

Moreover, that bastard Ronan never condenses or summarizes anything; it's all original drafts, many of which are handwritten by his subordinates, resembling rough drafts with all sorts of scribbles.

Dinya was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information, and secondly, there were some she simply couldn't understand, or rather, she couldn't discern whether there was a problem or not.

So Camille, a junior accountant with some experience in falsifying accounts, became the person who helped Dinia review the financial statements.

As for other private secretaries, most of them are just personal assistants, but that doesn't apply to Camille at all. Dinya doesn't need anyone to help her with her personal life.

Among the kingdom's high-ranking officials, only Prime Minister Alexander and Dinia do not live in mansions or villas and keep a bunch of servants.

Dinya was in a way even more "miserable" than Alexander, because she was single and lived alone, while Alexander at least had a wife who did his laundry and performed rituals for him.

Meanwhile, Ronan was busy with the first state-owned enterprise project.

Ronan did not choose textiles, steel, or even food; instead, he chose the animal feed industry.

The soybean industry was entirely under Ronan's control, and naturally, so was soybean meal.

As the first state-owned enterprise, it was meant to set an example for future state-owned enterprise models. It was necessary to establish a relatively complete set of rules and regulations. However, some of the things that Ronan was familiar with could be applied to it, while others could not. This was not only due to the difference in the times and environment, but also because Ronan's state-owned enterprise could not be considered a true state-owned enterprise; it could only be considered a state-owned asset company.

Nobles had to exchange land for shares to obtain a large number of shares, the state invested and held the majority of shares, and a considerable portion of the shares were in the hands of the original operators. Under such circumstances, Ronan also had to find a way to ensure that the king had control over such a giant monopoly, rather than having it controlled by the bureaucracy or the actual operators.

Therefore, he had to ensure that the Ministry of the Interior maintained oversight of such companies, but he couldn't allow the Ministry of the Interior to actually infiltrate them.

Once inside, there's no escaping the corruption.

As a result, Ronan was very busy, so busy that he was going crazy.

It can only be said that, in common sense, the system lags behind productivity by half a step or even a big step. Most of the time, institutional reform is because the system is really mismatched with productivity and is forced to change by the production model.

What Ronan is now trying to do is to make the system a little bit ahead of productivity, and the difficulty is self-evident.

Nighttime, Elena's apartment, on a not-so-large bed.

Ronan lay still, with Elena and Agustina attending to him on either side.

Elena and Agustina were both wearing black pantyhose coated with lotion, which shone with an oily sheen under the light. They were both lying on their sides, with one of their long, black-stockinged legs draped over Ronan's body, rubbing and caressing him as if giving him a massage. Each of them extended a hand coated with honey oil, stroking Ronan's penis and gently stroking his testicles and perineum.

A moment later, the two turned around, their buttocks facing Ronan, allowing Ronan to reach out and knead their buttocks and probe their vaginas. They cooperated by giving Ronan oral sex, one of them sucking on the head and circling the glans with their tongue, while the other licked and sucked on the large testicles.

Just as Elena was about to sit down, a crying sound suddenly came from not far away.

Ronan's daughter Astrid cried, and Elena rushed over to check on her. "She must be hungry." So she picked up the baby and began to breastfeed her while patting and stroking her.

Agustina sat down. Her figure had fully recovered, with a clear outline of her abs, showing no signs of having given birth. Her breasts, however, had grown considerably, almost resembling Elena's former size.

"How is the child?" Ronan asked about his son with Agustina.

“Oh, that’s good. His grandfather values ​​him more than his own life,” Agustina replied as she moved.

He is nominally my grandfather, but he is actually my maternal grandfather.

"Oh dear, there's no milk left," Elena's voice suddenly came.

She had large breasts, but her milk supply was normal, unlike Ambrina, who had enough milk to feed two children. Astrid, however, was a bit abnormal; she was like a monster, with an unusually large appetite.

Ronan strongly suspects that he and Elena are genetically very inhuman, greatly influenced by the high-tech civilization of another time and space, and that their union may have created a new human being.

Agustina got out of bed. "I'll do it, I have enough." She didn't feed the baby all day, so she had plenty of extra milk.

Elena pried open her daughter's tightly clenched grip and handed her to Agustina, preparing to take over, but Ronan waved her hand.

"Never mind, the child is more important," Ronan said, putting on his robe and getting out of bed. He leaned closer to look at his daughter. "This little one seems to be growing up so fast."

"Really?" Elena was somewhat skeptical.

“It’s pretty fast,” Agustina said. “You don’t notice it if you see it every day, but Ronan hasn’t seen the children these days, so he noticed it right away.”

Chapter 434 For a bit of fun, temporarily stepping down to return to family life

In September, the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and the First Bank of the Kingdom of Fas began to be established.

The State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission (SASAC) is a special agency set up by Ronan. On the one hand, it represents the state in fulfilling the responsibilities and obligations of an investor and exercising its powers; on the other hand, it is specifically responsible for managing and supervising state-owned enterprises.

This department is currently Ronan's personal fiefdom.

It wasn't because Ronan was domineering, but because those who were qualified to compete with Ronan for power lacked the ability, while those who were capable lacked the qualifications.

Despite having steam engines, assembly line factories, and millions of workers, the Kingdom of Fass remained an agricultural nation. Agriculture dominated the national economy, and the vast majority of people were farmers. Their production and lifestyle were not fundamentally different from those in the feudal era.

Although the high-ranking officials in the central government have extensive experience and almost all have experience governing local areas, they are all quite old. Their experience is basically that of managing an agricultural society. In recent years, the country has changed rapidly, and they have fallen behind.

They simply do not have the ability to manage such an institution.

Those with real ability are some young officials and some emerging capitalists, but these people have no right to speak.

You can only receive blessings from Ronan.

On the other hand, the banks could only be reorganized jointly. Ronan and Ambrina had money and power, but no people and no customer information. They could only bring in two or three banks to form a bank with the characteristics of a national bank.

These banks were quite willing. First, they were local banks, confined to a specific region. It wasn't that they didn't want to expand, but these days, without a network of connections and influence, one was essentially a sitting duck in other areas. After the merger and reorganization, their business could expand nationwide through the postal system. Second, they could expand their customer base. Currently, the banks' main clients were nobles, churches, officials, agricultural capitalists, and factory owners, but in recent years, a considerable number of so-called "middle-class" individuals had emerged, and they had long coveted their customers.

In October, against this backdrop, the establishment of the first state-owned enterprise officially began.

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

In April 1590, the Golden Eagle Feed Company officially began operations.

That same month, at the ministerial conference, central officials launched their monthly attacks on Ronan, a recurring theme at the conference since last year.

This time it's the same old story, which, translated into Seres, means "licentious court life."

"Spreading heresies and misleading the ruler"

"Frame a loyal and virtuous person"

"Disrupting the court"

“Blocking the channels of free speech”

"Domineering and tyrannical"

"Corruption and abuse of power"

The accusations against Ronan are "colluding with villains," with barbs laced in between, and the only thing missing is "plotting to usurp the throne." After all, he can't usurp it; his wife is the queen, and his son is likely to be the next king.

Everyone knew that criticizing Ronan was pointless, but they had no other options.

They weren't afraid either. Ambrina didn't rely on them when she came to power, so she could disregard them. But conversely, they weren't Ambrina's supporters either, so what if they cursed her?

Just for fun.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ambrina nodded this time, "That makes sense, he was indeed wrong, so Ronan should be demoted and transferred to the General Secretariat as an administrative secretary."

Oh no! The ministers felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

This isn't a demotion, this is paving the way.

Prime Minister Alexander still has one term left, and Ambrina will definitely want Dinia to take over then. This move is intended to make Ronan the future Secretary General, so that the two of them can completely control the central government in the future.

But it was difficult to stop, because it was a punishment for Ronan, a demotion. Ronan went from "department-level" to "deputy section chief". Moreover, Ambrina demoted Ronan because she listened to their advice, so if they went back on their word now, they would be contradicting themselves.

It's just for fun, I got used to it, and ended up making myself look like a clown.

"Thank you all," Ronan said.

His departure from the Department of Industry and Commerce Security under the Ministry of the Interior was perfectly fine. He had personally formulated all the rules and regulations, promoted everyone from top to bottom, and established the most important legal provisions and organizational structure for state-owned enterprises. The new director was an old acquaintance of his, the former secretary-general of Rennes, Abelard, who was very knowledgeable in industry and commerce. Elena, Mrs. Antari, and his old subordinate "Blind" Seth were all in this department. Further down the hierarchy were a group of passionate young people that Ronan had poached from the law school and special talents recruited from society.

Ronan is gone, but he can still remotely control the department at any time to ensure everything remains normal.

When the meeting ended, the central officials looked as if they had lost their sons. After all, for people from the Western Continent, the death of their parents was a cause for celebration, while the death of their son was a tragedy.

Lunchtime.

"Anli," Ronan suddenly called out to Ambrina.

"What?" Ambrina asked, looking puzzled.

“I’m planning to take a break for a while,” Ronan said. “Anyway, I’m just a nobody secretary now, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t go to work.”

"Huh?" Ambrina exclaimed in surprise. "You're not thinking of going fishing again, are you?" Ambrina instinctively assumed that Ronan's vacation was because he wanted to go fishing.

"No, it's mainly because I wanted to spend time with you and the kids. They hardly recognize me as their father anymore," Ronan said. Of course, if any fish were to jump out, he could only deal with them while he was at it, and then take the opportunity to bring down a few more.

“That’s wonderful!” Ambrina exclaimed happily. “We’ll go to the opera this afternoon and have seafood tonight.”

Besides eating, music is Ambrina's second greatest hobby. Ronan used to be a musical idiot, but after being influenced by Ambrina for so many years, he has become quite good at it.

“No problem,” Ronan replied.

As for children, they can simply be left in the palace; it's just the two of them, so there's no need to worry about children.

Both children have been weaned. The son, Lucien, is a well-behaved boy who rarely makes a fuss. He can play with the building blocks that Ronan had someone make for him until he falls asleep. The daughter, Ina, no longer shoots swords randomly. She's just a little mischievous. Last time, she chopped down a tree that Ambrina planted when she was little and got a good beating for it.

After playing for half a day, they returned to the palace in the evening and took a bath together in the large public bath, and also had sex with each other.

"How about we go hunting tomorrow?" Ambrina asked.

“Whatever you say,” Ronan replied.

“You can fly me there then, just the two of us,” Ambrina suggested again.

Ronan agreed, "No problem."

The next day, before dawn, the two set off.

Ambrina was dressed in a magnificent hunting outfit: a military-style button-down dark purple velvet coat with solid gold buttons on the collar, gold eagle embroidery on the cuffs, a belt around her waist, matching dark purple tight-fitting riding breeches, and a pair of white knee-high boots.

Ronan was dressed similarly, except his boots were black, so they could be considered a couple's outfit.

They took off directly from the palace and flew all the way to the royal hunting grounds outside the capital.

At dawn, when wild boars are active, the two were lucky enough to find one. They set off with a bundle of spears on their backs. This is how mages hunt; they don't need guns or hunting dogs, otherwise there would be no fun at all.

Chapter 435 Hunting, Heir, Old Married Couple

This wild boar, which may weigh over 300 pounds, did not run away after being hit by a spear. Instead, it charged towards Ronan and Ambrina, and after being hit by two more spears, it reached Ronan and Ambrina.

Ronan and Ambrina each plunged a sword into the boar's neck, halting its charge. The boar strained its hooves, trying to push forward, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't move an inch. After struggling for a while, it gradually lost its strength. Ronan and Ambrina pulled out their swords, and the boar collapsed to the ground.

Then, Ronan's longsword transformed into a shortsword, and he began to skin and cut flesh.

Ronan has already decided on lunch: roasted wild boar with wraps.

Wild boar meat is not a very tasty meat. It has a strong, gamey smell and a coarse texture. Only the cuts with a good balance of fat and lean meat can be used. It needs to be marinated for a long time to mask the smell and achieve a relatively good taste.

Pound the meat slices, then mix them with the marinade, and finally seal them with a layer of peanut oil. Done.

Setting the meat slices aside, Ronan began building an earthen stove.

Ambrina took out a lollipop from her body space and said while eating it, "Ronan, I was thinking, would it be better to let Ina succeed to the throne in the future?"