The road conditions from Highgrove Manor to Carmarthen are not very good, but fortunately there are few people, so it doesn't matter if you drive slowly.

Alan looked at the dark scene outside the car window and thought of William who had just been sent back.

This kid.

William is still in his rebellious period, and many things will definitely not work if you go against his will.

But as long as they follow his temper, the two of them can have a lot of fun.

Alan just gave him a little guidance today, but it won't work if the child is too obedient.

William has a bad temper to begin with. Alan believes that as long as he is guided more in the future, this naughty kid will become even more bad tempered!

It's better to be a little irritable. Alan doesn't want William to become obedient, cute and harmless.

Being close to the people is something that can be done as a show occasionally. If it really develops in this direction, wouldn't it be funny?

As for being harsh on servants?

This is not a big problem. Charles is very harsh on his servants, but will this affect his position as crown prince?

No impact at all!

As far as Alan knew, many of Charles' little quirks were actually very strange.

For example, when taking a bath, he is very demanding about the water temperature!

The water temperature must be accurate to one decimal place. It won’t work if it’s a little hotter or a little colder!

And it can't be the kind that, if it's hot, you have to add a little cold water to neutralize it and fool him.

If the water temperature is even slightly inappropriate, the entire tank of water must be drained!

What he wants is to achieve the goal in one go.

Such a quirk is just a small and insignificant request among his demanding requirements. There are many other various requests.

Compared to them, Alan is just a good kid.

I thought that I had finally given Charles a prey today, even though the prey was a bit fragmented...

…

Alan didn't return to the manor until after ten o'clock. He took a bath, half lying on the edge of the bed, and looked at the half-year financial statement that Hutt gave him.

This is the Hill family's financial statement for the first half of 1987.

The fragments can reflect Allen's current net worth.

He turned to the last page first, and Alan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his assets were finally not negative.

Being debt-free makes you feel free!

Until today, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

I first looked through the previous records on factory performance and handed over a batch of rotten factories with poor performance to the bank. Currently, among the factories that belong to Allen, there are only a few relatively streamlined ones that are good assets that can still generate a little profit.

But the profits generated by these factories every month can only barely cover all the expenses of the manor. If Alan wants to count on them to make a fortune, forget it.

Apart from industrial upgrading, no other solution will work!

Skipping the daily expenses of the manor and the wages of the domestic servants.

Turning to the next page, Alan raised his eyebrows, and finally an expression of interest appeared on his face.

This is the salary report sent to Charles by the Royal Household Management Department!

This was previously received by the old earl, and Allen didn't know much about it. Now that he has inherited the title, this salary paid directly by the royal family naturally falls to Allen.

The daily salary of 330 pounds is the salary level of the Earl of Carmarthen as the Crown Prince's guard!

Add to that various monthly subsidies, overall, he can get a salary of about 15,000 pounds per month!

And this is only the first salary. Now as Charles' personal assistant, Alan also has a second salary issued in Charles' name!

The salary level of this personal assistant is slightly lower than that of a guard.

£231 per day!

How come there are both zeros and integers?

Turning another page, Alan looked at the notes on the report that should have been handwritten by Hutt. There was a line of small print recording this information.

House of Lords members' attendance allowance: £230 per day!

Holy shit…

Charles has a very strong character. The daily salary of his personal assistant is 1 pound higher than the subsidy of members of the House of Lords!

These amounts may not seem like much, but when the two are added together, Alan gets about 30,000 pounds before tax every month.

This salary level...

It is already extremely high in Britain!

These two jobs are considered Allen's "main" jobs, and he is also a regular employee of a formal unit!

Alan's eyes lingered on the two salaries for a long time before he reluctantly prepared to turn to the next page.

“Ring, ring, ring!”

The phone on the bedside table suddenly rang, and Alan was a little puzzled.

After traveling through time for so many years, he has rarely called!

If there is really something going on, we will send someone to deliver the letter in person.

Most of the time, calls to the manor would go directly to Huth, and once Huth was sure of something, he would report it to Allen.

Now that the call has been transferred to him, it is most likely an acquaintance, and the call is looking for him!

But at this point in time, it’s already eleven o’clock, who could it be?

…

After adjusting his lying position, Alan picked up the phone, pulled the phone line, put the receiver to his ear and whispered, "Hello, who are you?"

"Alan? Do you remember me? Sylvie, I'm Sylvie Guillem!"

Xiwei's voice was slightly distorted, but it still made Allen feel very familiar. After all, they had just had an in-depth communication a few days ago.

"Oh? Hum, the one who left without saying goodbye, where are you?"

"Hey..." Xiwei thought Alan was blaming her for leaving without saying goodbye that morning, so she didn't explain much, but asked a small question in return: "I heard that you were rude before, but I didn't know why you were rude, and I found out later."

"Hahaha! Don't you know whether I'm rude or not?"

"What are you doing?"

"I?"

Alan deliberately put the microphone close to the report and shook it, causing the papers to rustle a few times before continuing, "Still processing the report."

"It's so hard work. You are too diligent, Alan... You are still young, so make sure to rest."

When Sylvie Guillem heard the voice in the microphone, she instantly imagined that Alan was wearing glasses, with tea on the table, and was working on documents seriously, and her call interrupted his work.

Thinking about what a man looks like when he is working hard, I remembered the Count who became very rude that night.

Xiwei said in an embarrassed voice: "Did I disturb you at work? I just finished the performance and just returned to the hotel, so I wanted to call you."

Alan picked up the microphone slightly and curled his lips. Could it be that this girl wanted to pester him?

Although her entanglement technique was quite good, it was only for fun but not for serious use.

Is it okay if I call him often at night and chat on the phone for long periods of time?

Thinking of this, Allen said comfortingly: "How can a beautiful lady calling me affect my work?"

…

"Haha!" Sylvie Guillem wrapped her index finger around the telephone cord, twisting it around and around, listening to the not-quite-real but extremely gentlemanly voice in the microphone, feeling sweet.

Sir Allen is a true aristocrat and a true gentleman. Even if he is disturbed at work, he will maintain his composure. Outside of work, he will show another unknown side of him. He is simply - perfect!

"Okay, Alan, I just called to let you know that the group is in a hurry to leave that day, and I don't want to make it too special. Also... the French food made by your chef is not very authentic. Can I make an appointment with you another day? I will personally make you an authentic French meal."

…

Alan almost laughed out loud. Just think about Old York, that mediocre British chef. How authentic can the French food he cooks be?

"Okay, then when you have time, I would like to taste Miss Xiwei's cooking."

"Yeah, then... Alan, you continue working. Remember to rest early. I'll call you when I have time."

Sylvie Guillem's voice sounded somewhat reluctant, but she still knew her limits. The premise of not affecting the other party's work was not to take up too much of their time. Now that the call had been made and the reason for the next date had been found, that was all.

"good!"

Alan's voice sounded perfunctory, like he was trying his best to answer the phone while working.

"Huh? Why don't you hang up the phone?"

Sylvie Guillem listened to the other end of the phone. After Alan agreed, she did not hang up the phone. Instead, she asked curiously, accompanied by the sound of flipping through papers from time to time.

"Um...oh! It's very ungentlemanly to hang up the phone first when talking to a lady on the phone. Xiwei, you hang up first. Good night."

"Haha, Alan, you really are... Good night!"

…

After hearing the other end of the phone finally hang up, Alan put down the receiver, then picked it up again, pressed a button on the landline, and called Huth.

"Hello? Master? What do you want?"

"Did you answer the phone just now?"

"Miss Xiwei's? Yes, she said she was looking for you, so I transferred the call to you."

Hut thought Alan was talking about something.

In aristocratic families, things like telephone numbers are kept very confidential, and even if an outsider accidentally dials the wrong number, it doesn't matter. Hut's habit is that after answering the phone, he doesn't give his name first, but waits for the other party to speak first to see who the other party is looking for. As long as the other party says it's wrong, then it's a wrong number, or he will treat it as a harassing call.

Only after you can correctly say the owner's name and introduce yourself, will he decide the next step according to the situation, whether to continue talking or transfer the call.

"Well... if there are any calls like this from now on, especially at night, try to cancel them and say I'm busy and don't transfer them to me!"

"Okay Master, I understand!"

Hu Te frowned secretly. He had never noticed before that the young master didn't like to answer such calls. Weren't they together a few days ago?

I don’t quite understand some of this.

…

After hanging up the phone with Hutt, Allen sighed.

This kind of thing is fine for fun, but he would be somewhat resistant to turning it into an ambiguous or long-term relationship, or even going further.

Alan likes to take the initiative. He can go after whoever he likes instead of being led by a woman.

What's the point of receiving so many ambiguous calls late at night, other than affecting his reading of the report?

What if there is a stranger at home one day? Wouldn’t that affect his well-being?

…

I slept soundly until I woke up naturally. When I washed up and went downstairs for breakfast, I saw Patrice in the lobby whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

"Oh? Patrice, have you chosen the actors yet?"

"Master! I just came back last night. The actors are almost ready. The two leading actors and the children have been selected. Here are their information. Do you want to see it now or...?"

"Hmm..." After looking at the file bag in Patrice's hand, Alan waved his hand and said, "Go and have a rest for a while. I'll send it to my study later. I'll have breakfast first."

"Okay, Master!"

…

Picking up the three pieces of information, Alan ignored the male lead and picked up the female lead's information instead.

When he saw the photo for the first time, Alan frowned. This person...

Looks a little familiar!

Although she looks very young now, her face shape is very recognizable, especially her eyebrows and nose.

After taking a look at the information, it was indeed her - Monica Bellucci!

This future goddess of Italy has a lot of titles, such as the Flower of the Ball, the Flower of Italy, and so on. What impressed Allen the most was the scene where she took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, while a group of men around her handed her lighters to light her cigarettes.

Monica Bellucci, who is only 23 years old now, is an unsigned intern model for a modeling agency. She has a very good figure and long straight black hair, which looks very elegant. The girl in the photo holds a cigarette in her hand, which makes her look very rebellious.

But due to her age, it's hard to tell what's sexy about her from the photos, she does look a bit wild.

"Where did you find this?"

Alan was a little curious. Old man Patrice was really good. He could even find this kind of wild flower that was not yet famous. Nowadays, it was so difficult to find someone in a vast crowd just by picking a name!

"Haha... Master, are you satisfied with this actress? I selected her according to your requirements. She should have long hair, be big, have a good figure, and be highly adaptable. She is only 23 years old this year, so she meets the criteria."

"Not bad, not bad!" Alan nodded with satisfaction and picked up the information about the young actors who played the two children.

Wow!

Today this is...

Patrice had given him quite a surprise.

It wasn't that Patrice found him a big star, but that this little actor was one of the few little actors that Allen left a deep impression on, the so-called child star.

When she was young, she starred in a movie called something like Leon: The Professional.

The little heroine in that movie was very pretty, but later on, she seemed to have grown ugly?

Anyway, after she grew up, Alan rarely paid attention to her.

But right now, this girl is still young, and unexpectedly has already debuted as a child star. Patrice was able to pick her out because she fits the age range perfectly.

The most important thing is that her current face looks very similar to Monica Bellucci!

This is very rigorous. They want to play mother and daughter, and they actually picked a pair of actors who look so similar. Great!

Very real!

Remembering what Siphis said, Patrice went to the United States some time ago to take care of the little actor's affairs, Allen asked curiously, "Did you go to the United States some time ago just for her?"

"Yes, Master! After all, if the young actress wants to film, she has to get the consent of her guardian, and she has to be accompanied by her guardian. I will go there in person. You don't know, I got her information from the Actors Guild, and at first glance I felt that she and Monica were very suitable to play mother and daughter."

“Well, well done!” Allen was very satisfied with the selection of these two actors. Next was the male lead, who was said to be one of Patrice’s former students?