It’s not that there’s anything in his study, but Alan makes it very clear that work is work and life is life.

…

"I heard that you asked the kitchen to make you some nourishing dishes. I was chatting with Master Zong this morning. He said that you have been very busy recently, and then he asked Butler Hut to send someone to get some prey from that park."

Jiaxin was wearing a dress similar to a cheongsam, in light pink, with her hair tied up, looking like a little lady.

After the servants had set the tableware and the small pot, she walked behind Alan and naturally massaged Alan's temples.

"Tsk...what is this?"

Alan leaned his head back slightly. Although the thing was not big, it could barely serve as a pillow.

"Guess what? I don't know if you've ever eaten this before, but it's a very nutritious ingredient in our area, and now is the season for eating it."

…

Alan picked up the chopsticks and looked at the watery soup in the small pot, which contained red dates and a very small human body. On the plate next to it, there were several plates of chopped meat.

The meat was cut very thinly. The red one looked like duck breast, and the white one looked like fish, but the way it was cut looked a bit strange, as it was sliced ​​horizontally.

Seeing that Alan was ready to eat, Jiaxin loosened her massaging hands, picked up another pair of chopsticks, picked up two thin slices of red meat and put them into the small pot first, then picked up two slices of white meat and dipped them in the pot. When the meat curled up, she put them on the plate in front of Alan.

"Try it."

…

It is a little chewier than ordinary freshwater fish, with a light taste and a slightly sweet aftertaste. I guess it is the effect of the small ginseng.

Alan smacked his lips, unable to taste anything. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't delicious for a light taste either. It was just average.

Just after finishing the white meat, Jiaxin put the two slices of red meat that had been cooked for a little longer into the plate.

This red meat is a little more mushy than the white meat just now, and the texture is very delicate, not like duck meat.

"What on earth is this?"

"Ha ha……"

Jiaxin smiled and said, "This is snake meat and pigeon meat. You came back in a hurry and didn't have time to make another dish. It can be eaten like this. Of course, it would be better if it is boiled in soup."

"oh?"

It turned out to be snake meat and pigeon meat. Alan knew that these two were indeed very nutritious. Now was also a good time to eat snakes, as snakes were fat in autumn!

Picking up a piece of snake meat and teasing Xiao Huang, Jiaxin personally helped Alan to cook the meat and pick up the dishes, and waited on him to finish his lunch.

Allen was originally full of anger and was ready to list various plans to deal with the Koreans.

After finishing lunch, I suddenly felt a little irritated.

She sniffed and found that besides the smell of the soup in the pot, there was also a faint fragrance in the air. Her eyes unconsciously turned to Jiaxin who was bending over and preparing to clean up the dishes.

It was a light pink cheongsam with a plain pattern and a large slit at the hem.

On the long white legs, eh...

Only then did Alan notice that they were white stockings.

Moreover, this pair of stockings is not the ordinary sleeve type, but a long suspender stocking.

It's the kind that has straps connected to it and can be stretched very tight.

Through the cheongsam, you can see the slightly raised marks on Jiaxin's buttocks and legs caused by the suspenders.

"hiss……"

…

Alan reached out and pulled Jiaxin directly onto his lap.

Holding Jiaxin Allen in his arms, he asked softly, "Why did you think of wearing this today?"

"How do you like it?"

Isn't this nonsense!

You're dressed like this.

The chair he sat on felt like it had spikes on it, and Alan twisted slightly.

The revenge plan was temporarily put on hold for a few hours. People always need to relax. Only after a good rest can they plan the next step with more energy.

"Let's go...let's stop working for now."

Patting Jiaxin gently and motioning her to get up, Alan asked the servants to clear the dishes, while he took Jiaxin back to the room to rest for a while and study what the structure of this white suspender stockings was.

"Alan, it's only noon."

Jiaxin was held by Allen's hand, her face was red, and she could not walk smoothly.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing her expression, Alan picked up Jiaxin and didn't give her a chance to ask any more questions, even though they were not far from the bedroom.

…

The revenge plan was originally planned to be shelved for a few hours, but for some reason, it was shelved for another night.

The next morning, around nine o'clock, in the small reception room on the first floor.

Thomas and Rex, who were summoned, sat on both sides of Alan.

Alan personally poured them two cups of coffee.

…

"I asked you to come here today. You've heard about what happened to me in Korea a few days ago, right?"

Alan lit a cigarette, his voice a little low.

The way he does things is not like some noble lords who just give orders.

Allen likes to explain clearly to his subordinates what is going on and what the expected goals are.

This is called unified thinking. Only when your subordinates understand what you want to achieve can they work more clearly.

Of course, this only applies to trusted subordinates. For the others, forget about it. Just tell them to do their work and don't ask too many questions.

…

"Sir, is this about the Koreans?"

Thomas is in his forties and is bald, but this is too common in Britain and does not affect his image. Overall, Thomas looks kind, with a big hooked nose, and looks benevolent as long as he doesn't glare at people.

"Um……"

Alan exhaled a puff of cigarette, looked at the narrow window next to him, and murmured, "Go back and make a proposal. We haven't done a population census in Wales for several years. It's not long before Christmas, and the public security situation is very serious recently. Let the police stations in various places provide support and investigate the population in various places, mainly the immigrants!"

Small places have their own advantages. Wales is not small, but its total population is small.

There are more than 20 counties and cities with a total population of only more than 2 million. In addition, they are relatively xenophobic, so to be honest, the number of foreign population is not that large, accounting for only a few tenths of percent of the total population.

…

Thomas was a little confused.

Is the security situation serious?

With Lord Allen on a business trip abroad recently, Wales has been peaceful.

…

Alan looked at Rex again and said, "As for you, you will be Thomas's assistant and provide him with some help, mainly focusing on those Asian immigrants, especially Koreans!"

Rex's eyes turned cold when he saw Alan talking about Koreans. As the "Legendary Sheriff of Carmarthen" who had followed Alan for several years, Rex thought he understood Earl Alan very well.

He specifically explained...

"Master, are we going to take all the Koreans in Wales?"

As he said that... Rex made a throat-slitting gesture.

…

"Tsk..." Alan pointed at Rex and said, "Don't dare to say anything outside! This is a regular population census. It's just that during the census, you police found some unstable factors. When the time comes, you have to make up different reasons for me, such as gang members, illegal immigrants, tax evasion, and possession of contraband, and then control them. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!"

Rex understood it clearly. It was just catching people. He was familiar with it!

…

Thomas, who had been listening to Alan's words nearby, finally realized that this population census was just a cover-up and the key point was to thoroughly investigate the Korean talents in Wales!

With this understanding, he understood what Allen wanted to do.

…

"Don't make a big noise this time, do it quietly."

Allen looked at Thomas and Rex and continued, "I don't care what method you use, but you must make sure that the end is clean and the file is clear. Take all the assets, money, and people of these Koreans! I won't take a penny when the time comes. You two can divide the money... 40% for all the police officers involved in the operation, and 60% for the people on your side, Thomas. The people... will be temporarily detained by the police."

When Thomas heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This is a request to take advantage of everything and at the same time, to give proof of allegiance.

The money is shared by everyone, but is it so easy to get it?

If you take the Earl's money, you have to work for the Earl!

"The action must be completed before Christmas so that everyone can have a prosperous New Year!"

Alan narrowed his eyes at Thomas.

…

"Okay, sir. I'll draft a proposal when I get back. What about the parliament?"

Thomas felt uncomfortable being stared at by Allen and quickly agreed.

"I'll explain. These are just small matters."

Alan looked at the cigarette in his hand, put it out in the ashtray, thought for a moment and continued, "Also...after we go back, you should take care of the customs. I'll call you if there's anything."

"yes!"

"Okay, go back and prepare. Then let Rex help you make a plan."

"Then... I will take my leave first, Your Excellency."

Thomas quickly stood up, looked at Rex who had been standing silently beside him, and walked out of the small meeting room first.

…

"Rex, do you know why I asked you to stay?"

"I have no idea."

When Rex heard Alan's question, a "simple" smile appeared on his face.

"Well... Thomas has never done this statistical plan before. He is only responsible for the preparation of documents and plans. The specific actions are up to you."

"Don't worry, Master. I will definitely not let you down."

…

Allen glared at Rex and said, "The reason I asked you to be Thomas's deputy this time is so that you can communicate more with the police from other counties when making plans and actions. You should show up more often to build up your prestige. Do you understand?"

“Yes, yes, yes…”

"As for how to deal with these Koreans, you should follow our original rules and give some of them to those obedient, efficient, and sensible police stations to win them over. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Well... go ahead."

Seeing that Rex understood, Alan was too lazy to say more and finished explaining the second step of the plan.

…

In the entire small reception room, after Thomas and Rex left one after another, Alan was left alone.

He didn't ask the servants to come in and clean up, Alan wanted to sit alone for a while.

Alan didn't know how many Koreans there were in Wales, but it wasn't many.

Never mind whether it's innocent or not.

Just take it out on them!

There is not so much innocence and reason in this world. After being attacked by you in South Korea, I turned around and returned to my own territory. Can't I bully the good people of foreign countries?

Anyway, he was not the one who did it, so what if outsiders knew that he was the one behind it?

And this is the second step of Allen's plan. After cleaning up these Korean garbage here, Allen plans to use his connections to let the customs officials seize all Korean ships docked at Welsh ports before Christmas!

Don't ask, the only thing you need to know is that there are dangerous items on board.

We only detained them for one or two months and did not take anything from their ship.

In modern trade, all goods shipped by ship are signed with contracts, and contracts have time limits.

Like this one that was detained at the port for one or two months.

Wait for the compensation!

…

Why?

Thinking about the helpless and furious faces of the Koreans at that time, Alan suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Thomas about the progress of the Cardiff destroyer that was proposed to be replaced and sealed.

Now……

I guess everyone has left. Never mind. I'll just ask Hut directly when the time comes.

…

At lunch time, Alan, William and Harry ate together. Hut stood beside them. After Alan wiped his mouth with a napkin, he whispered, "Master, there are a lot of letters from your fans recently. What do you think we should do with them?"

"letter?"

Alan thought about it and realized that his movie hasn't been released yet. How come there are fans writing to him at this time?

Could it be that some unruly people wrote to me again to give me bad reviews?

…

"Yes... You were treated unfairly in Korea some time ago, so many fans wrote to you and sent you many small gifts."

"oh?"

Huth's answer surprised Alan.

Although we can make phone calls these days, fans still like to write letters and send greeting cards, whether it is for TV shows or various crews.

What Allen remembers most vividly is the cow dung that the Scottish dung man sent to him when he was opening letters from fans.

I didn't expect that the fan group, who had a very bad impression of him, would still comfort him?

This is rare.

I wanted Hut to get rid of the heart, since Alan didn't have time to watch it alone anyway.

But it seems unreasonable to just throw away other people's kindness.

…

"Well, you can recruit a few more young people and set up a small department. In the future, you will be responsible for reading all the letters from my fans. For letters like this one that comfort me, you can reply with a small greeting card according to the address on the envelope."

"If there are special circumstances or sensitive identities, please bring them to me and I will respond personally."

Alan suddenly thought, aren’t these just fans? Although he doesn’t really need to manage these fans like a star, it’s okay to manage them if conditions permit.

You can't always resist these letters from fans all over the world. You can reply to them occasionally, send them a small greeting card or something like that. As long as you persist for a few years, these fans may even spontaneously help promote him.

Just imagine that a noble lord actually wrote back to them personally...

…

"Hmm? Well...Okay, I'll go back and make a plan and start recruiting people."

Hut didn't object to this kind of thing. It wouldn't cost much anyway, as long as the young master was willing.

"Also... Young Master, what are you going to do with His Royal Highness William's school..."

It has been almost a month since school started, and Harry can take classes at home, but William can't always stay at home.

Where to go to school depends on Allen's arrangements.