Chapter 298: Teacher Allen's Home Visit



“That’s enough!”

Ignoring Cameron and Luc Besson, Allen stood up and said, "For the remaining minor shots, you two can lead the crew to shoot. I'm busy recently, so you can lead the crew first."

After finishing this big scene, the crew didn't have much work left to do. They were all small shots that didn't require any acting skills. According to the shooting plan and with the storyboard script, I believe that with their talents, they can still complete the task.

Huth was still counting the money. Alan finally finished his work for the day and hurried to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes. There would be fun evening activities soon!

Alan disliked this style of slim-fit dark Italian suit, but it was the worst piece of clothing in the house. He always felt that the hem of the Italian suit looked a bit like a door curtain and looked weird.

Put on a pair of lace-up leather shoes and wear black-framed glasses without mirrors.

Dressed up as a teacher who looks like a decent person.

Alan turned around in front of the floor-length mirror. Looking at himself in the mirror, he felt that his temperament was weird now. Even if he wore clothes with lower temperament, it couldn't hide his handsomeness. Well... very good.

After rubbing his hands, Allen came to his bedroom with an expectant look on his face. There was now an actor in his home. Although Kate Winslet had just made her debut in theory, she was still an actor no matter when she debuted. In addition, she was young and had a tender face...

With so many advantages, Alan couldn't help but want to play something else, such as the teacher home visit series, or the classroom series.

The classroom series is not particularly easy to do. There is no place at home to do it. I just find a blackboard or a podium to pretend, but it doesn’t feel satisfying enough. So in the end I can only try the teacher’s home visit series.

The door to the bedroom was closed. Allen straightened his clothes in the small living room outside, picked up the briefcase on the table, walked to the bedroom door, stood still, knocked gently and said, "Is this Kate Winslet's house?"

After knocking several times, the bedroom door opened gently. Kate, who was wearing a JK outfit, or what Allen preferred to call a student outfit, opened the door. She timidly showed half of her head and looked at Allen, whose appearance had changed drastically, outside the door.

"Alan... Teacher Alan, please come in."

It was Kate's first time playing with this kind of thing, so she was not very skilled yet. In addition, what happened during the day made her a little afraid of Alan, so she put herself in this mood, and her acting skills were explosive at this moment. She felt a sense of déjà vu as if she was at home and the teacher suddenly came to visit, and she was both nervous and scared.

Alan pushed open the bedroom door with a smile and looked at Kate who was wearing a white short-sleeved wide-collared shirt and a dark plaid pleated skirt. Hmm... she looked like a schoolgirl!

She’s a student girl with big wavy blonde hair!

Not college, but high school.

"Ahaha, your test results this time weren't very good, so I wanted to come to your house to see you. Are your parents home?"

Looking at his familiar bedroom, Alan spoke the lines. He was not a professional, but he was very familiar with this kind of thing. He didn't know how many times he had filmed this kind of web drama before. He felt quite nostalgic.

"No... I'm home alone."

When Alan pushed the door open, Kate sat obediently on the edge of the bed, cooperating with Alan's acting with some stammering.

This is a very strange feeling. The two people are obviously very familiar with each other, at least they know each other's ins and outs, but now they have to change their identities and act!

Alan took out a test paper from his briefcase. The test paper was taken from Harry. There was a big F in the upper left corner that was very eye-catching. If calculated according to the 100-point system, F would be in the range of 30-40 points, which means failing.

Let Kate sit at the small desk, and Alan was ready to explain the test paper to her, but the two of them were speechless when they looked at the test paper with Harry's name on it...

This test result is too bad...it's really an eyesore.

Kate almost burst out laughing, but after this little episode, the atmosphere between the two of them became much better, and Kate seemed to be getting into the mood.

Alan coughed twice, pushed up his glasses, pointed at the test paper with a pencil and prepared to explain the questions to Kate.

"Teacher Allen, math is too difficult. I can't understand it. Can you help me and not tell my parents about this result?"

Kate clasped her hands to her chest, sat pitifully on the chair, and looked up at Alan who was standing beside her.

"Tsk tsk tsk...what did you do during the lecture? I'm the teacher, no!"

Alan's eyes unconsciously moved from Kate's face to the front. The wide-collared shirt made the visual effect most obvious from this angle.

"teacher……"

"no."

"Teacher, as long as you don't tell my parents, I can do anything you ask me to do."

Kate grabbed Alan's arm and shook it, then rubbed it against Alan's thigh.

"hiss……"

This principle is not easy to stick to. At this moment, Alan finally realized that not every test can be passed. At least he can't stand the test now.

"Then..." Alan put a hand on Kate's shoulder, and his eyes said it all.

"This... Teacher, this is not okay."

Kate was like a startled kitten. She gently pushed Alan, glanced at the bedroom door in panic and said, "My parents will be back soon."

"Then... this is difficult for me to handle."

Oh my... Kate's acting is pretty good. She can act sexy when she should and panic when she should. It's quite provocative.

Alan picked up Kate's earlobe and gently stroked her earlobe with his index finger.

This itchy feeling affected Kate's state a little. She rolled her eyes secretly and glanced at Alan, probably meaning that it was okay. It was enough to just get the idea across. How long would this show last?

But Alan hasn't had enough fun yet. Why is he in such a hurry? The purpose of playing this is to have fun with the mood. If he gets down to business within three minutes of meeting, wouldn't that be a spoils the fun?

The scale was getting bigger and bigger. At this moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door at the right time. Along with the knock, there was a shout from outside the door: "Kate, are you in there?"

Although she knew that this was a servant playing the role of a parent, Kate still subconsciously became a little nervous when she heard the voice, and stammered, "Dad, I... I'm here."

"It's time to eat, come out and eat." The voice outside the door was emotionless, like an NPC who only knew how to have mindless dialogue.

"Wait... wait a moment, I'll be there in a moment... oh!"

Kate's voice was already trembling. The sense of immersion was too strong, especially when Alan pulled her up and attacked her from behind before she could finish her words.

This time, she was not prepared at all, and all she could think about was what to do if the person standing outside the door was really her family member.

After a slight struggle, Kate failed to break free. She scratched Alan behind her with her backhand, which resulted in Alan's low laugh.

After the home visit last night, Alan got up the next morning in high spirits. He didn't ask the servants to come in and serve him. He threw the equipment that fell on the ground into the bed first. Looking at Kate with red and swollen eyes, the girl wasn't awake yet, so he didn't plan to wake her up. He tiptoed out of the bedroom and closed the door.

After taking a bath in the bathroom, Alan heard from the servant that Huth was waiting for him at the door of the study. Then he put on his bathrobe and told the servant to deliver his breakfast directly to the study.

"Have you ordered the money?"

"Everything is ordered. Master Spencer is very capable."

Hut fell behind Alan and waited for him to enter the study, closing the door. After they sat down, Hut took out something like a flashlight and a few rolls of dollars from his bag.

Seeing Hut's posture, Allen raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Is this, the expected situation?"

"Yes, Master. These bastards really did something with the money."

Whether it is US dollars or British pounds, if there are only a few banknotes, let's not talk about it. But if there are a little more, many people generally don't like to fold them in half, or organize them into dozens, but roll them up. This is convenient for storage and there is no need to worry about them being crushed or damaged.

The twenty-dollar bill has Jackson on the front and the White House on the back, making it very recognizable.

Alan took the roll of banknotes that Hut had opened, picked up the flashlight, pressed the switch, and a purple light shone on the banknotes. On the upper right corner of these US dollar bills, there was a small symbol that was not very obvious, but was the same on every bill. It was inconspicuous, but basically every bill had it.

This is because Hut was meticulous. After sorting it out overnight, he immediately found Allen to report the situation as soon as he found it.

The marks on the money are left by some kind of fluorescent agent that is extremely difficult to wash off. The purpose is to make a special mark on the money for easy tracking.

"Heh... these bastards are just too cunning. They are still playing this with me at this time. What do they want to do? Do they want to see what our channels are, or who is the business behind it?"

Leaving a mark on the money was all Alan could think of in a short period of time. He also had a hunch that the other party was probably trying to find the boss behind the Gambia business.

Haha... But they themselves are in a difficult situation now, yet they still have the mind to do this. It's true... the people in that department, no matter how incompetent they are, will have the necessary brains.

However... this method may work against others, but it is not so effective against yourself.

Once this money falls into the hands of others, if they want to take it out openly, they have to launder the money. However, to launder money, they have to give the money to others to launder. If the other party encounters these US dollars with a lot of marks somewhere at that time, with their means, they can easily trace the source and reverse detect where the money came from.

But now that the money is in Allen's hands, it will not be so easy for them to check.

He has many businesses, and most of them are about cash flow, whether it's food delivery or the French restaurant chain that is about to be launched, they are all about cash flow.

Although he cannot spend US dollars directly in Britain, he can use the US dollars to purchase goods from foreign suppliers.

It won’t be easy to find the money if you spend it like this.

Plus, his movie will be released early next year, and when the box office is settled with all parties, he can even deposit the money directly into the bank and exchange it for pounds. Do you want to track him down?

What's the point of investigating? By then they may not have the time and energy to investigate!

Throwing down the marked dollar, Alan chuckled and didn't care. These were just little tricks and in his opinion were not worthy of being shown on the table.

Glancing at Huth Allen, he said, "Yesterday I wanted to bring Spencer home to question him, but he was in a hurry to go home and didn't tell me some things. How are our personnel arrangements going? Did he tell you?"

"The doctor and the old donkey stay over there, and Chikli also stays. They have to keep the Russians at bay. As for the other personnel, when do you think it's appropriate to bring them out?"

"Hmph... send someone over later to tell them to withdraw our grassroots management staff first, and then have the doctors and others come back next week."

When Alan thought about how he had sold the business to them out of kindness, but these Russians were still playing tricks on him, he felt a little annoyed. Fortunately, he had a trick up his sleeve. Since you guys were doing these little tricks first, then Master Alan should not be cruel...

Xiao Heizi, what can I say about these people? As long as the nutrition is right, they will be strong and healthy. But the economy there is not good, the education is backward, and coupled with the influence of the environment, the people there are very lazy.

Sometimes it cannot be said that it is simply laziness, but rather a lack of self-awareness.

No matter what you do, you need someone to supervise and urge you, arrange all the rules, and make it clear one by one what cannot be done, and then use other tough measures to assist, so that the people over there can do their job well.

The managers of the key nodes of Allen's entire Gambia industrial chain are all people sent by him. Although there are not many people, only a few dozen in total, it is under the management of these people that the entire industry can operate.

If it was all managed by Gambians themselves, the business would have been ruined long ago.

Now the Russians think that after the money and goods are paid, if they let the people stay and have a smooth transition with them, then the business will be able to run smoothly in their hands?

That's too simple a thought. Those low-level managers who are like screws in the screws are the core of this business!

What does the entire Gambia’s business rely on?

It is a management model, a tough management model plus the ultimate customer experience!

Without these things, the place will slowly become as chaotic as before.

If all the low-level management personnel are suddenly pulled back, it may seem that things can function well in the short term, but if this continues for a long time, problems will probably arise within three or four months at most, not to mention the consequences.

Thinking about the time three or four months later, Alan looked at the current date again. It was already September, well... almost.

However, so many people were suddenly withdrawn. What should be done with them after they come back?

We have been working hard and taking risks in Gambia for such a long time. We can't expect to have to work for a food delivery company in the future, right?

But other places are a bit unsuitable for this group of people. How should they arrange a group of professional pimps who are also thugs and instructors?

"Master, this is the title deed. Master Spencer gave it to me and said it was what you wanted."

Seeing that Allen fell into deep thought after listening to the personnel arrangements, Hut took out a document from his bag and handed it to Allen.

"Oh... well, I know."


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