After dinner, Alan did not rush to the study to work, but went back to his room to watch TV, which was a rare occurrence.

She crossed her legs and received a toenails trim from the maid.

Alan had a facial mask on his face, and the masseur stood behind him, massaging his still sore neck.

At this moment, the TV was showing the scene of the incident shot from a helicopter.

The latest emergency incident on the Welsh local TV evening news: a group of reporters were unfortunately attacked in the wild on their way back to London this afternoon after interviewing the Earl of Carmarthen.

When this vicious incident occurred, the Carmarthen Police Station, which was closest to the scene, was the first to arrive at the scene.

…

From all perspectives, the reporter interviewed Sheriff Rex, the most famous detective in Carmarthen.

On the TV screen, Sheriff Rex was wearing white gloves with a serious face and holding a transparent evidence bag in his hand.

"According to the evidence we collected at the scene, this was a vicious attack. Judging from the bullet shells left at the scene, this was a group of Irish thugs. We remind all citizens to try not to go out in the wild in the near future and pay attention to safety."

Although the reporter didn't quite understand the professional knowledge, he nodded repeatedly as he listened to Sheriff Rex's words, pretending to agree.

The scene changed again and shifted to the hospital, the local hospital in Carmarthen. Due to limited medical equipment and inadequate treatment methods, only one of the victims was saved when he was brought in.

"Uh... the patient's lumbar spine has suffered irreversible damage. We suggest that she be sent to London for treatment. As for the rest, this lady may have some hidden dangers, such as..."

The attending physician felt a little regretful. The injuries suffered by the black woman were considered "minor injuries" compared to the other two victims who had already died.

But... their spine was broken. If the place where they were attacked had not been close to the hospital, it would be hard to say whether they could be saved. Even if they were transferred to a more advanced hospital in London, they would probably not be able to stand up for the rest of their lives. Paralysis of their lower limbs is already the best outcome.

…

Allen happily watched the interview on TV, and there was a fleeting shot of Oprah wearing an oxygen mask and lying in an ambulance being transferred to London.

Isn't this how we learn to respect the Earl?

You don't respect me.

I'll let you leave Wales lying down.

How simple...

…

As for the attackers, they must be Irish thugs!

Alan had already made arrangements in advance. After a while, he would ask Rex to use this matter as an excuse to ask for more funds from above to strengthen the local security in Carmarthen.

Even hospitals can use this as an excuse to ask for more funds to add medical equipment!

This incident started so suddenly and violently, and was quickly and decisively identified by the local police who found traces.

As for the attackers, Irish thugs?

They must have run away a long time ago!

Looking for someone?

Just wait...

Please trust Detective Inspector Rex.

…

Three days later in the afternoon, Mr. Allen, looking refreshed, appeared on the set again.

After finishing his chores, Allen can happily focus on filming movies again.

Recently, many crew members, especially the actors who acted opposite Monica.

Everyone was surprised to find that this heroine, who was a model and was filming her first movie, had become more mature in her acting skills.

At the beginning, when she was asked to play the role of a **, she was still a little reluctant.

But recently, Monica has been able to play the role of the cheating woman required by the script very well.

Sometimes Grant almost couldn't control himself after filming.

But the better Monica acted, the more Grant thought back to how Sir Allen helped him get into the role. Especially that night, Grant became more and more immersed in the role, and his acting skills soared.

Siphis was amazed. His young master was very good at evaluating actors' acting skills, if not anything else.

The level of improvement in acting skills is so high that it is visible to the naked eye!

…

After a scene is over, the crew temporarily wraps up work. It’s almost four o’clock in the afternoon, and the actors can take a break and prepare for afternoon tea time!

Great Britain has its own national conditions. No matter what we do, we must not delay afternoon tea time!

Alan turned around and went back to his nanny car.

This is an extra-large nanny car that was recently modified.

The original car was a bus, which was completely dismantled and emptied out. A small kitchen and a servants' lounge were installed inside. At the innermost part was Alan's own room, which had a normal-sized bed that was 1.8 meters wide.

It is approaching August and the weather outside is getting hotter. When he is resting, Alan likes to hide in his car and enjoy the air conditioning.

When it comes to enjoyment, he will never treat himself badly and will do his best to achieve high standards.

…

Grant glanced at the staff around him. He wanted to go to Mr. Allen to exchange ideas and show his face in front of Allen to build a relationship.

But just as he was about to leave, he saw a black sedan parked behind the nanny car. Two young men got out of the car. Both of them were wearing sunglasses, so their faces were not clear. But when he saw the servant standing outside the nanny car respectfully saluting the young man in front, Grant stopped very consciously. This...

Maybe a guest came to see Mr. Allen.

…

"Hahaha, Alan, I'm back! I heard you missed me?"

Spencer took off his sunglasses, twisted his upper body left to right, opened his arms, and made a weird expression with a very exaggerated face.

Alan put down the ice cream and glanced at Spencer, who was dressed very flashily, and the old donkey behind him, who looked a little embarrassed when he saw him.

"I heard that you two went to Northern Europe? To travel? Have you completed the tasks assigned to you?"

…

"Hehe..." Spencer sat in front of Alan and leaned over to take a look at what Alan was eating. He saw that this guy was having so much fun, hiding in the nanny car to eat ice cream on the crew.

"Give me one too!"

He asked the servant next to him for an ice cream first. After Spencer finished speaking, he lowered his head, approached Alan, and said in a slightly obscene voice: "You don't know how much fun we had in Northern Europe this time."

"???"

"Black Pearls aren't enough for you to play with? Did you go play Santa Claus?"

"Eh...how did you know that?" Spencer didn't hear the sarcasm in Alan's tone. Instead, he looked confused as if he had been guessed. He turned his head and looked at the equally confused old donkey and asked, "You told him?"

"No, no, no... I didn't talk to Alan on the phone."

…

"???"

Alan looked at these two pieces of trash, wondering if he had guessed it right.

Went to play Santa Claus?

Oh shit, when I think of the unshaven Santa Claus being pinned to the ground and raped by these two, isn’t that a disgusting scene?

"Tsk, you never showed up when I invited you before. This time it's a product launch held by a fashion company, and they chose to hold a fashion show in Finland. Tsk, the models are really high quality, and there's also the Santa Claus uniform you mentioned."

"oh???"

Alan finally understood why these two guys suddenly went to travel to Northern Europe like crazy. Damn, they went to attend a silver party? !

And why didn't you call me? !

"When did I say I wouldn't go? You..." He was about to curse, but when he remembered that this guy was the princess's younger brother and his distant uncle, Alan endured it and didn't dare to curse.

"Last time! Last time I asked you to go to my place for a party, but you didn't go. I thought you didn't like it."

"Hold!"

Alan felt a little unhappy when he thought of these two guys hanging out with models, throwing parties, and spending their money on wine and women with the wages he gave them.

But on second thought, snort...

To play with a model you have to go to Finland, but he can call the model over to play with him by staying at home, and his play is more exciting. Isn't this more advanced than theirs?

"Humph... Is there anything else you want to say? If you have nothing else, get out of here right away. There's no one to take care of us in Gambia!"

"Hahaha, I just came to tell you!"

Spencer ignored Allen. He came here purely on the way and deliberately to provoke Allen. Now that his goal was achieved, he took the bowl of ice cream handed to him by the servant, stood up and ate while walking.

…

It was a strange meeting. After Spencer left, Alan became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. These two took the salary he paid and played with black pearls, then white pearls, and lived so carefreely every day. It would have been fine if they were just carefree, but after playing around they even came to show off to him!

"Damn it, notify the crew and call it a day! Get Monica over here! Call home and have someone buy a Santa Claus uniform!"

Damn, you guys are the only ones who know how to play?

I have one at home too!

…

Alan didn't have dinner in the study until nine o'clock in the evening. As soon as he got home in the afternoon, he began to have a pleasant conversation with Monica, who played Santa Claus.

We have been communicating till now.

There were no new wounds on his neck today, but perhaps what Spencer did in the afternoon really irritated Alan, causing him to become very angry when communicating with Santa Claus, and he failed to control the strength, resulting in many new scratches on his back.

"Hiss...be gentle."

Hu Te was speechless, and carefully took a cotton swab to apply medicine on his master's back.

Alan forked a piece of barbecue, took a sip of happy water, opened the envelope, and began to deal with official business.

This is a letter from an old friend.

Alan looked for a long time before he remembered that this man named Wei Yixin was his old friend Wei Dewei!

After not seeing each other for several months, Wei Yixin personally wrote a very emotional letter to Allen.

It begins with "Dear Sir Allen!"

In the letter, Wei Yixin first recounted the period of time he had not seen Mr. Allen. He was in Hong Kong and due to his position, he could not leave his post without permission. He was very sorry that he was unable to visit Mr. Allen.

Then he changed the subject and talked about some small things about Li Zhi, saying how he took good care of Li Zhi and that Miss Li would never suffer any loss in Hong Kong.

Following Li Zhi's topic, he also talked about how the wealthy and famous people from all walks of life in Hong Kong missed Mr. Alan very much.

Although Mr. Allen's first investment project encountered some accidents and lost some money.

But those people not only didn't care at all, some even petitioned him, Wei Yixin, to tell him to convey a message to Lord Allen, hoping that the Earl could cheer up again. The loss of a small amount of money was nothing, and they hoped that the Earl would keep up the good work in the second phase of the project!

…

"Um?"

Seeing this, Alan felt a little bit sorry.

What were these people thinking? He cheated them out of their money, but instead of being angry, they were urging him to start the second phase of the project and start over again?

this……

It's hard to refuse such a kind invitation. You can't just refuse the money that is given to you, right?

It will be arranged in a moment!

Hut finally put down the cotton swab, helped Allen tidy up the things on the desk, and sat aside quietly waiting for Allen to handle his business.

…

At the end of the letter, David Yixun also expressed his apologies that the Miss Hong Kong chosen last time did not suit Lord Alan's taste, but this year, the 1998 Miss Hong Kong election will begin next month, and he invited Lord Alan to go to Hong Kong to personally guide the work and also give some guidance to this year's Miss Hong Kong champion.

"oh?"

Seeing this, Alan became slightly interested, but not very interested. He had just talked with Monica and was currently in sage time.

But this year's Miss Hong Kong champion...

I don’t seem to have any impression.

If you don’t have an impression of her, it’s probably because she’s not pretty!

Alan instantly lost interest in this. What kind of mentoring job? He didn't want to go. How could it be more interesting than Monica's? !

I thought the letter ended here, but Alan rubbed his left hand and found another page under this one.

Wei Yixin said that even if Sir Allen is not available recently, he cordially invites him to attend the Christmas party held by the Governor's House in Hong Kong this year. At that time, all the celebrities in Hong Kong will gather at the Governor's House to send New Year greetings to Her Majesty the Queen.

"???"

Seeing this, Alan felt something was wrong. It seemed that Wei Yixin was too enthusiastic.

yes……

Even though he was given a bribe of more than 8 million pounds some time ago, this shouldn’t be too serious, right?

Looking at the time on the letter, it was written the day before yesterday...

this……

This old guy Wei Yixin actually sent someone to deliver this letter directly!

…

"Master... Governor Wei Dewei also included a gift for you."

"oh?"

Hut stood up and placed a long wooden box on Allen's desk. He opened the box and what caught Allen's eyes was an extremely gorgeous shotgun.

The barrel is carved with gold-inlaid patterns in a spiral shape, which looks extremely gorgeous.

Take out the small piece of paper from the box.

"I wish Sir Allen great progress in hunting skills and good health."

"Um?"

Alan pushed the letter from David Yixin and the small note in the gift box to Hut, motioning him to read them.

…

Theoretically, the relationship between Allen and David Wilson is one of mutual benefit.

It was a relatively stable friendship, but judging from this letter, Wei Yixin seemed to be interested in joining him.

But Allen still had some idea in his mind. He had no real power, and he could deceive laymen by relying on the power of others, but was there really any place worthy of a governor to seek refuge?

No, no…

Alan was suddenly stunned. Wilson was already quite old, and because he had become the Governor of Hong Kong, he was now an official nobleman. Even after he stepped down, he might be able to make further progress.

In terms of position, he really had no need to rely on Count Allen.

But what about from the perspective of the circle?

Allen is the most typical royalist, that is, a traditional aristocrat.

As for David Wilson, he was a member of the pro-friendly faction, that is, a minority party, and also an aristocrat.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it would be for someone like him to integrate into the group of old aristocrats in London.

But as long as he sided with Allen, he would be indirectly siding with the Crown Prince.

Come to think of it, this old guy Wei Yixin is quite smart!