Chapter 203 Allen Body Work Report



Taking out the special manuscript paper, Alan felt a bit of a headache.

How to write a work report?

He had never written before, only letters.

You can't just talk about family matters in your work report, right? This will be included in the official archives and may even be made public.

He put Xiao Huang on the desk and picked up the information collected by Old Carl from the side.

Alan started the conversation.

We arrived in South Korea on September 14 and checked into the delegation hotel that evening.

midnight……

The Koreans were making noise downstairs and the bodyguards were asked to drive them away, but there was little effect. I had no choice but to complain to the Korean side, but there was still little effect!

Um……

Alan took a look at the text and decided to write it in this diary format, writing down all the unfair treatment he had suffered in Korea in recent days after slightly embellishing it.

As for the other things he did.

Those are all trivial matters, so I won’t write about them.

Under Xiao Huang's curious gaze, Alan wrote and stopped, becoming more and more angry the more he wrote.

Korean food is so bad that he even had to pay out of his own pocket to airlift the ingredients from Wales, which made the finances of Mr. Allen's family, which were already not well-off, even worse.

What Koreans harassed the delegation hotel every day, and then openly cheated and did something shady.

The upright Earl Allen was not afraid of power and protested firmly, but the protest was ineffective. The elite British equestrian team could only suffer in the Korean Peninsula.

Including the sudden incident at the final boxing match, Earl Allen hugged His Royal Highness William without hesitation, gave William good protection, and safely withdrew from the arena, etc., all of which were written down.

Alan shook the manuscript, read it through again, and felt it was almost done.

The entire work report was filled with a huge tragedy. A great British earl went to the Olympics with the prince to supervise the competition, and then was treated extremely unfairly.

Is there any law here?!

"Hmm... it's not hot enough."

Alan murmured to himself, since he was going to play the victim, he had the written report and his external image had to be acceptable.

His face is rosy now, how can he look like he has been wronged?

Um……

After turning his head and staring at Xiao Huang for a long time, Alan suddenly smiled. Owls like to hide during the day and come out at night, right?

So you like staying up late?

"Xiao Huang, don't sleep tonight. Stay with me and reminisce about the sleep and rest schedule of your kind."

"???"

Xiao Huang shook his head and looked at Alan's mouth moving. He didn't understand what was saying.

Alan also planned to stay up all night, and then do some minor modifications to his appearance tomorrow, so that he would look very miserable before meeting Charles.

Since he was not going to sleep, he had to find something to do. Alan pulled the bell to notify Ceylon and Patrice to come see him and report on the latest situation at home.

"Sir, you are back!"

Ceylon was wearing a bright blue jumpsuit with a small shawl over it, and she looked more charming than before.

"Haha, I just finished my work. Has anything happened at home during the time I was away? In terms of public opinion."

Ceylon laughed and sat on the chair in front of the desk, putting down the documents in his hand. He saw the fat white bird staring at him fiercely and shaking its head, as if it was about to attack.

"Be honest!"

Alan stretched out his left hand and stroked Xiao Huang's head. Xiao Huang, who had just been staring at Ceylon with a fierce look on his face, now squinted his eyes happily and kept cooing.

"Sir, not long after you left, there was big news in America."

"Oh? It's about me?"

"right."

Ceylon looked at Allen with a strange expression, as if he didn't know how to start.

"Go ahead, as a public opinion worker, what can't you say?"

Alan looked at her like this and thought someone was making up stories about him and saying weird things in the newspaper again. He had heard this kind of thing many times.

Again, as long as they don't scold him directly or make sarcastic remarks, Alan generally won't bother with them.

But if what is said is unpleasant, it will cause bad influence.

Bodyguards out!

I'll beat you even if I follow the Internet cable!

"Tsk, sir, do you still remember Julianne Moore?"

"Remember, did she say anything about me?"

Allen was very impressed by Julianne Moore. When they were playing games, she even called her husband. It was so exciting!

"Uh...she's divorced."

After Ceylon finished speaking, he lowered his head slightly, and his double chin was exposed.

"???"

"Divorced?"

Alan was stunned. What does this have to do with me?

He dared to swear to God that he definitely did not have such deep feelings for Julianne Moore. They were just acting on purpose, two lonely souls slowly approached each other, and then blended together a few times. It was just a very ordinary relationship between a man and a woman!

"Yes, and then her husband was so angry that they had a verbal fight. Because of her participation in your new movie, she is now quite famous in the United States. Although the movie has not been released yet, her fame is already close to second-tier stars."

Ceylon nodded with certainty.

"In the newspaper?"

Alan asked curiously.

"Yes, but not long after that, the two agreed to divorce, and then someone new appeared to curse Julianne Moore."

"Um?"

"etc……"

Alan was a little dizzy. Why were people scolding her? What did this have to do with him?

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Sir, the second person to curse Julianne Moore was Meryl Streep."

Ceylon spread her hands. She didn't quite understand the relationship here because she had only joined Earl Allen's team a short time ago, but she knew that this Meryl was the heroine in Allen's first movie.

"Meryl? She scolded Julianne Moore?"

"right."

"???"

Alan thought about it for a long time but couldn't understand why there was a conflict between the two of them. Before Julianne Moore came, Patrice said that it seemed that Meryl recommended him, right?

"Okay, just tell me what's going on and whether it has any effect on me."

"It's like this, uh... Julian got divorced. According to her husband, she changed her mind, but Julian vehemently denied it. She only said that there was a disagreement between them. Later, because of Julian's current fame, someone in the newspaper linked Julian and... you together."

Ceylon looked at Allen's face again and continued, "Then when Julian divorced, the two had disputes over property issues. In the end, Julian gave up the condition of dividing her husband's property, and the two agreed to divorce."

"Anyway, they had a big fight in New York because you were involved. Later, Meryl accused Julian of being irresponsible and causing you trouble. She said you were the most graceful, talented, and artistic director she had ever worked with. She accused Julian of damaging your reputation."

"In the end...the two of them started to quarrel with each other. Julian said she didn't slander you, and that Meryl was deliberately trying to put the blame on her."

Alan opened his mouth. This...

Now I understand what happened. This is it. Why does it feel like jealousy?

Meryl blames Julian for involving him, Allen, in the divorce.

Then Julian denied it first, and then the two of them started to quarrel with each other. Weren’t they good friends before?

"So...are you still scolding me now?"

Alan asked softly.

"The news about you in Korea has overshadowed their quarrel over the past few days, so let's put it on hold."

Ceylon said something uncertainly.

"???"

oh……

After all this fuss, the verbal fight ended because of me?

What the fuck is this.

"You haven't come out to clarify yet, what can you say?"

"No……"

Ceylon herself was also confused, mainly because she couldn't figure out the complicated relationship involved.

At that time, I couldn't call Allen who was far away in South Korea and ask him, Sir Allen, which of these two women do you like?

How can you speak out when you don’t even know who your own people are and who you should help?

The main reason was that they had never said anything bad about Allen. The reason was very simple. Julian's husband timidly accused Julian of having changed her heart, but he didn't dare to say to what extent.

Then other American media outlets joined in and added fuel to the fire.

Why are they a happy couple, but the woman went to Wales and wanted a divorce after coming back from filming a movie? There is obviously something going on!

But the woman refused to admit it. Gossip is gossip, and the American media did not dare to openly discredit a well-known foreign aristocrat.

Then the two women started swearing at each other.

"Okay, okay, anything else?"

“No more…”

Ceylon looked at Alan's annoyed face and tactfully tiptoed out of the study.

Alan scratched his hair. What can I say about these women? After the filming, except for the occasional phone calls to say hello during the holidays, Alan has not contacted them at other times. Why are they causing such a thing now?

It seems that he has to do it personally. After reporting the situation to Charles tomorrow, he will prepare some gifts and send them to the two women in his name to persuade them to reconcile.

Two married old ladies, what are you arguing about?

"Huh? Sir, what are you doing?"

The next morning, at around ten o'clock, below the main building of Highgrove Manor.

As soon as Capel opened the car door and saw Allen for the first time, he was shocked.

This gentleman is famous throughout Britain and even throughout Europe and the United States for his excellent appearance.

Why do you look so haggard after going to Korea?

His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and there were cracks on his lips. This couldn't be faked.

Just like this...

"I'm fine! I've been dealing with too many things lately, and I have to deal with all the different parties. Sigh..."

Allen sighed and said helplessly: "Take me to see His Highness."

“Okay…Okay.”

Alan looked so weak that Capel, who came out to pick him up, was a little dazed. He then hurriedly took Alan inside.

"You!... Hey? What's wrong?"

Charles was wearing dungarees with his trouser legs tucked into his stockings. They were khaki in color and he had a plaid shirt. The color of his stockings matched the plaid shirt very well.

Hearing someone coming, Charles couldn't help but stood up with a cigar and was ready to curse, but when he saw Alan's appearance clearly, he was also shocked by his miserable appearance.

This is the knight with the best image around him!

The titular chief of guards!

Where has the sunny and confident Alan gone, who was sometimes naughty but had a great image?

What is this thing in front of me?

"Your Highness, I have betrayed your trust and messed up."

Alan held the work report in both hands, without much explanation, he lowered his head obediently, held the work report high and handed it to Charles.

"Huh?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, took the document, sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and was about to read the document when he glanced at Alan who was standing there with his head down and said, "Well... sit down and rest for a while."

After waiting for a long time, Allen said slowly: "Your Highness, I am too ashamed to face you. I will not sit down."

"Hmph! Then stand still."

Charles snorted coldly and shook the work report.

At first glance, what the hell is this?

If you are asked to write a work report, just write down what you have done briefly and concisely.

What did you write to me?

journal?

Or a bulk diary?

What the hell is this bullshit?

After reading Allen's work report, Charles looked up expressionlessly at Allen, who was standing there obediently with his head down.

The content of the report is not too exaggerated, and these things are not determined by what Allen says. Charles also knows about other channels.

The leader of the delegation has reported to him several times, and he knows more about the situation than Alan.

But I didn't expect that Alan, who has always been kind and generous, seemed to be hit hard this time and looked so haggard.

This left Charles, who had originally wanted to use this incident to teach Allen a lesson, speechless.

At least now Alan looked like he couldn't bear to argue with him anymore.

"Ahem... I've seen everything. Come and sit down and talk. Do you still want me to hold my head up while talking to you?"

Alan then walked gently to the single sofa next to Charles and sat down, then...

He shrugged his head, pretending to be haggard, and said indignantly: "Your Highness, these Koreans are too much! The Germans have bullied us many times! What do they want to do?"

"Come on, come on! Stop talking about Kraut, Kraut all the time."

Almost all the aristocratic groups in Britain have a grudge against the Germans, but the royal family is excluded.

Because they are relatives in Germany, they are related to almost all royal families in Europe.

The hatred is all from the nobles and common people below, and has nothing to do with their royal family.

So, when Charles heard Alan calling him a German, he couldn't help but scold him again.

"Hey...the Koreans are testing us on behalf of others."

Charles sighed, picked up his lighter and started to light his cigar.

Alan quickly took the lighter and held it for him to light.

After the entire cigar was fully lit, Charles picked up a small white box next to it and threw it to Alan, saying, "I know you don't smoke cigars, so here...you smoke this."

Alan looked at the cigarette box without any trademark and felt a little touched. Although Boss Cha had a bad relationship with other nobles, he was still very good to his own people.

“Alan…”

Charles exhaled a puff of smoke, looked ahead, and said in a somewhat hollow voice: "You were still young before, so I didn't tell you some things. But you will be able to enter the House of Lords next year. You have grown up, and there are some things you need to listen to."

"Yes! I am always ready to listen to your instructions."

"Oh……"

Charles glanced at Alan, who was holding the cigarette box without opening it, and laughed.


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