"Could it be that you have become a dog of some country?"

Andelu said angrily: "Little girl, how do you talk to your uncle?"

"Your father never spoke to us like this when he was alive."

Ragna's face was gloomy, and her voice was cold: "Do I have to greet you with a smile and thank you for letting me withdraw from Iraqi politics?"

"Or do you think I'm easy to bully because I'm a woman?"

Andelu snorted coldly and did not respond.

After all, Sadamu had just left, and his direct subordinates were still there. If we rashly force too close, the consequences might outweigh the gains.

Ragna looked at Andru and saw that he didn't continue to make trouble.

She looked around at everyone in the conference room. Ragna was very familiar with them. They were all her father's old subordinates, and she had met some of them last night.

"Good morning, everyone! Uncles and aunts!"

"The reason I called everyone here this time is mainly because my father left suddenly without making any arrangements, so I urgently asked you to come."

"At the same time, discuss the war with Iran."

Everyone sitting in the conference room immediately started whispering to each other.

Because there is too much information here.

At this moment, Ragna's words were equivalent to taking that position and officially taking over Iraq.

In addition, we began to arrange various domestic tasks.

Andru lost his composure and immediately stood up and said, "Niece Ragna, what do you mean?"

"Do you think you're the president now?"

"But we haven't agreed yet. Why do you think you can take this position?"

At this time, Ragna had her hands under the conference table, squeezing them and making crackling sounds. She was nervous and very angry at the same time.

When his father was around, he was not bad to these people, but they stood up and started trouble as soon as he left.