Watching York leave with heavy steps, Hut took the flower tea brought by the maid, slowly walked to Allen and said, "Master..."
"Hmm? You want to persuade me?"
"No, no, no... You are an adult now, and this family is up to you. I want to tell you about your schedule and arrangements for the next few days."
"good."
Alan took the scented tea and took a sip, then returned to his lying position and collapsed on the sofa.
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"Before you came back this afternoon, I had already made an appointment with Professor Martin from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts. After he finishes his work, he will come over next week to paint your portrait."
"Um?"
Alan sat up again and glanced at the side hall on the other side of the hall.
That side hall is a small showroom.
The interior mainly contains several representative items of the Hill family from different periods.
Old objects such as swords, armor, etc. are neatly hung on the walls of the entire side hall, and oil paintings of the frontal portraits of the earls of the Hill family are displayed.
Guests who visit the house for the first time will be taken to this exhibition hall by the host to visit, where they will be given a brief introduction to the family history and allowed to see the "heroic figures" of the earls of successive generations.
But...what era is it now? Are you still painting oil portraits?
Alan hesitated for a moment and said, "Can't we just take a picture and hang it up?"
"Uh..." Hut looked helpless. Is this a lack of knowledge?
"Master... photos are not bad, but oil paintings can be freely arranged with details such as background, clothing, posture, accessories, etc. Simple photos are not as good as oil paintings, and photos are not easy to preserve. Uh... In addition, when painting oil portraits, even the appearance can be slightly adjusted."
Huth was still holding back on words, mainly because if he hung the photo up, people would laugh at him!
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"oh……"
Alan didn't quite understand the other points Hutt mentioned, but when he talked about the possibility of slight adjustments to appearance, he understood. Isn't this just hand-made PS?
No wonder the nobles were so keen on oil portraits, which made them look better!
But... is it necessary for someone like me?
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"Okay..."
Since the appointment has been made and there is a portrait on both sides, Alan doesn't care.
"Anything else?"
"Tomorrow, our family's royal craftsmen will come to your house to measure your body. Master, those sets of clothes are for your emergency use. They are all ready-made clothes. With your current status, it would be rude to wear such clothes to attend events in the future. We need to make you a few more sets of clothes for various occasions."
"Yeah... OK!"
After Hut finished talking about the two itineraries, he straightened up slightly and stood silently beside Alan.
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"I'm going to take a shower first. Huth, please put the red-marked asset information from last time in my bedroom. I want to take a look at it later!"
Alan felt very uncomfortable seeing such a big person standing next to him without saying a word, so he found an excuse to go upstairs.
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"Second Master, it's time to change your feet."
The maid reminded Alan softly.
"Oh! OK."
Putting down the documents in his hand, Alan rubbed his brows, retracted his left foot, lifted his right foot and placed it on the small stool in front of the sofa.
He had just come back from a shower and the maid was trimming his toenails while he was reading some information.
Although the bank nominally intends to temporarily withhold these red-marked documents.
At that time, Allen thought that if he couldn't pay the inheritance tax, he could just mortgage all these properties to the bank to save him from further trouble.
but……
After taking a closer look today, he discovered something he had overlooked before: the estimated value of these industries that the bank wanted was far lower than their actual value!
In other words, if he really wanted to use all these properties to offset the inheritance, he would even lose more money than paying inheritance tax directly.
But if he didn't want to pay, he didn't know where to get a large sum of money in a short time.
You can't always rely on crooked means, such as cheating Koreans to make some money. That's only a temporary measure and it won't last long.
If you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet.
After this harvest, the Koreans must be allowed to rest for a few years to recuperate before harvesting again.
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On the way home, Alan thought for a long time in the car. This time, only the issue of inheriting the title had been passed.
But as a human being, every failure makes you wiser.
The old earl has such a high status. Let’s not talk about anything else. Just saying that in the entire British aristocracy, the old earl’s status should at least rank in the top 100!
But even such a person cannot prevent an "accident".
What does this represent?
Alan was worried about this issue for a long time, but after all.
The old earl was still too inconspicuous. His status and position were only conspicuous in this extremely small aristocratic circle.
Elsewhere, on television or among the general public, the Earl of Carmarthen?
Maybe most people haven't heard of it.
The old Earl's fame is all false now!
Just like this time, the person is gone, and as long as the official does not report it, the outside world will not know about it. Maybe one day when Allen becomes famous, everyone will find out that, oh... there is actually an Earl of Carmarthen whose fiefdom is in Wales.
That's all.
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For Allen, he felt like there was a sword hanging over his head, which made him very uncomfortable and extremely insecure.
Facing a superior who he didn't know whether he had any ill will towards him.
He didn't want to die in obscurity like the old earl.
Until just now, Alan finally remembered how to temporarily solve this dilemma.
In his original world, there was a Russian boss who once faced a situation somewhat similar to what Allen is facing now.
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But that person's approach was smarter. He first left Russia and came to Britain.
Then he invested a large sum of money to buy a Premier League football club.
After operating massive amounts of money in just a few years, he not only managed to run his football club, but the Russian tycoon himself also became famous for his magnanimous spending.
At that time, many British and other Europeans still laughed at others for having a lot of money.
But after careful consideration, Allen discovered that this person had a reason for doing this.
The money was spent and fame was earned, and with fame, the influence became greater, and then... those people who were watching him from behind would not dare to act so recklessly.
The main reason behind this is the fear of bad influence!
It’s because that Russian boss is becoming more and more famous!
Every year during the transfer period of major European leagues, he would invest huge amounts of money for the club. Each operation would bring him greater fame and influence, and in turn, he would be safer.
Inspired by this, Allen wondered if he could emulate the big guy's model and do it himself.
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"Second Master, the haircut is done. Do you need anything else?"
"Okay Mary, go down and rest first."
"OK."
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As the maid gently closed the door, Alan subconsciously knocked on the side armrest of the sofa with his left hand.
With his current financial resources, forget about buying a Premier League club!
What’s more, it was 1986 and the Premier League had not yet been established.
He doesn't know anything about football.
"Are there any other projects that are inexpensive and cost-effective? One that can make me more famous and have a certain influence, while also making me look harmless and even a little unmotivated?"