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Chapter three hundred and forty-two, the hypocritical Princess Anne

"Mom, it's just a tutor for a six-year-old child. Is it necessary for you to ask someone who is working with the Pentagon to establish a security company?"

"Oh, by the way, the Pentagon."

It seems that at this moment, the Queen's "temporary Alzheimer's disease" suddenly recovered. She said: "Anne, since the US official and military have begun to vigorously build cybersecurity measures, and they all use Cisco as the main or even the only supplier of related equipment, shouldn't we also take action?"

"Uh...you said this?"

Annie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Oh, by the way, when it comes to network security, has it been found that the crash last month was caused by a network security vulnerability??"

"That's not." However, the Queen decisively denied: "Who knows what's wrong with this world? Even the century-old Rothschild Bank has gone bankrupt. I don't know when it will recover. Oh..."

"Mom, I was almost taken to the ditch by you!"

The general idea is that, Annie, who spoke fast, couldn't hear what she was saying: "Why did you suddenly talk about this economic crisis? We are talking about Zara's tutoring problem, right? I have to put the words in front. It's not impossible for Zara to learn computers, but as her mother, I must cultivate this girl's equestrian hobby. Don't forget, Mark and I are both equestrian riders!"

"So, you agree to let Alice be her computer teacher?"

This ability to distort the topic once again made Annie sigh: "Mom... still said that, do we have to invite a Chinese American?"

This time the Queen did not read books at all, nor did she pretend to be Alzheimer's disease: "Annie? Are you questioning Alice's ability?"

"I can't question that girl's ability...of course I can't question it." Annie said powerlessly: "But don't forget that we are British royal family after all. Even if Annie's inheritance order is ranked behind seventh, if we invite one..."

"Who asked me not to give this granddaughter any royal title when Zara was born?"

Her Majesty the Queen dragged her long voice: "Who said she wanted to give her daughter an ordinary and stress-free life? I thought the so-called peace and pressure-free should be about doing whatever she wants? Since Zara is interested in computers, the little girl Alice happens to be studying in Eton, so what's wrong with letting them attend classes in Windsor Palace every weekend?"

The Queen's words made Anne completely calm down. The passionate head was talking about her previous state. When she thought of her mother assigning something to her daughter, she couldn't help but feel resentful. But now, thinking about it calmly, this approach is really necessary.

"But that girl is an American businessman after all, and she is still a supplier to the US Department of Defense. If our royal family is too close to her, we are not afraid..."

"She is only fifteen years old. Think about it, she will not be able to buy her first car next year."

Finally, the Queen gave Anne a generous reassurance: "Isn't emotional investment a thing the sooner the better?"
Chapter completed!
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