Mon Mosma looked at the two imperial officials in front of him and said in a cold tone: "I don't want to pay attention to where you come from and who you are following. What I need to emphasize now is that you are on the planet Chandrila
The MP made absurd and unfounded accusations! Now, get out immediately before my guards take action.”
Two imperial officials, one tall and one short, were wearing gray uniforms and holding miniature terminals in their hands. A long bill was listed on the projected images.
One of the imperial officials smiled and said, "Hahaha...Ms. Mon Mosma, our purpose of this trip is just to convey a message to you. Out of respect, this message is conveyed by us personally - Money
Delhira Planet Member, His Excellency Mon Mosma, given that your recent economic situation verification has not met the qualified standards, all accounts and expenses in the parliamentary mansion will be strictly restricted and monitored from now on."
Bang! Mon Mosma punched the coffee table and said gritting his teeth: "Do you want to interfere with the financial freedom of our planet Chandrila? Where is our fiscal expenditure used? The Ministry of Finance of the Galaxy Empire has no power to interfere with it.
!”
The official of the Fat Empire said with a smile: "If it is normal expenses, even if you spend 100 million yuan per month, this will only be considered an outstanding contribution to the imperial economy. But if the amount of expenditure and the gains are paid, the
The value does not match... Then, I think we should remind you in kind that maybe you have been cheated."
The thin official touched his chin and said, "So, the antique shop you frequented has been sealed by us. Maybe under strict investigation, we can find the messenger behind the scenes! If you can be deceived
It would be great to get the money back.”
"We mean...no thanks..." The fat official showed an insidious smile.
"Enough!!" A loud voice came from behind, and only a man in his 50s, wearing a gorgeous robe with gray hair and gray beard, striding over, pointing to the noses of the two officials and saying, "It turns out it is the imperial finance."
Dog of the Ministry? Humph! Who is your chief? Let him visit him immediately and give us a formal apology! We are not yet at the point of being pointed at by others on consumption issues!!”
"There will be no apology..." said the thin official coldly.
"We just hope you will take care of yourself..." The fat official bowed and bowed, retreated with a sarcastic smile.
"Hmph! Get out of here!" The middle-aged man waved his hand to drive him away, then came to Mon Mosma, held her slightly trembling shoulder, patted her gently, and said, "Okay, don't be angry, either, you don't get angry, either
.I think these guys from the Imperial Ministry of Finance are all crazy. This matter is not over. I will teach you a lesson to the guys from the Ministry of Finance tonight for this banquet of the Minister of the Interior!”
Mon Mosma shook his head, leaned gently on his husband's shoulder, and whispered: "Okay, Felsa, don't make things too complicated. Such a struggle will only involve us too much.
energy.”
The middle-aged man was named Perrin Fertha, who was a childhood sweetheart of Mon Mosma. They agreed to marry in their teens and Fertha married into the Mosma family. The two eventually went to the Mosma family.
Going to the palace. They have a daughter, Leida Mothma, and an adopted son, Jobin.
Palin Felsa patted Mon Mosma's shoulder again, stood up and said, "Okay, the banquet tonight must be taken seriously. I have chosen an evening dress for you and try it out."
Sample?"
In the afternoon, Mon Mosma, who was dressed up, went to a dinner with her husband and daughter.
On the luxurious suspension car, Perrin Felsa glanced at the headphones, closed her eyes and ignored their daughters at all, looked at her wife, sighed and said to the driving robot: "Go away."
High-speed channel.”
[Yes. Mr.] The robot immediately controls the hover car to enter the faster flight path. Here, it is difficult to be monitored from the outside unless deliberately tracked.
Then, Palin Felsa frowned and asked, "I heard that you are running a foundation?"
"There's nothing to say." Mon Mosma obviously didn't want to talk about this topic, so she turned her head to the side and looked out the window.
"Listen to me, Meng. Of course I have no right to inquire about the family's finances. It's just... You know, the situation in the empire is not very good now. If some behaviors stimulate the empire, it may cause some trouble..."
Lin Felsa said.
Mon Mosma smiled bitterly, she grabbed Palin's hand and kissed her gently, and said, "This is not a question of whether or not, my dear. I just think you have no interest in this foundation for charity...
…Actually, what I am worried about now is that if the antique shop is sealed, it will be even more difficult to collect the antiques you are interested in next.”
Palin Felsa waved his hand in annoyance, "Hey, who said it was not! I really want to put together the torture instruments of ancient civilizations into a complete code! Alas... Maybe I'll ask Cole
Ni, he also has some channels to hire some experienced expeditions. Oh, Buso is OK! I know this guy always gets some interesting antiques, but he asks for a lot of money!"
"Well, you can tell that you are really happy." Mon Mosma smiled as he looked at his husband who talked endlessly about shareholders and luxury goods.
At the dinner, many imperial politicians and senior officials participated, and the Mon Mosma and his wife walked and communicated with those people one by one. Her husband became the star among them. He had a majestic appearance, a magnetic voice, and
Eloquence soon became the core of a group of people, laughing and talking about luxury goods, travel and collections, and Palin Felsa always offers unique insights.
With his blessing, Mon Mosma is always considered a hedonistic rich wife in this circle. She looked around at the banquet for a week and found on the other side, the Audron Planet Congressman Bell O'Ne
Garner was raising his glass to her, so she walked over while everyone was not paying attention to her.
"The Empire is conducting strict internal investigations. Yesterday, people from the Ministry of Finance's Economic Verification Committee retrieved our expenditure records." Bell Organa whispered, "And you should know that the antique shop was sealed. Our funding channels were cut off
.”
Mon Mosma nodded and said, "They have come to me today, but there will be no problems with my account, and they can't find it."