"ah?"

Chickley saw Allen looking at him gloomily, and was a little confused by his words. Wasn't the business already sold?

Are you trying to get rid of the donkey after it has served its purpose?

As expected...the British are all evil-hearted, especially the nobles!

…

Alan put his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly and looked down at Chickley with a gloomy face.

"I asked you to seduce the rich businessman. What did you bring back to me? You must know what they do, right?"

“…”

Chikli is such a shrewd little liar. How could he not know what was going on when he was there for so long? Even if he didn't understand it at the beginning, he would have been able to guess it after the two sides had been in contact for a period of time.

But… these people can be considered wealthy businessmen, they are just a little dangerous.

…

"Humph, the trouble you brought me is much greater than this little bit of benefit. If it were someone else, would they be tricked to death by you? Do you still dare to say that you have completed the mission?"

"I……"

Chikli swallowed, he was very scared and felt aggrieved.

The main thing is the things happening over there, he can't control them. It's already a great achievement that he can come back alive.

But now, this Excellency has begun to doubt whether he was deliberately tricking him.

With this guy's temper...

Chikli no longer dared to think about it, and cried, "Sir, I really didn't cheat you. I really put your explanation first when I went through life and death. I am wronged. I, Chikli, am loyal to you!"

Allen stared at Chikli for dozens of seconds, until Chikli's back was covered with sweat. Then he said, "Go back and write down all your problems during this period. You'd better write them clearly enough, or you will lose the reward this time. As for the punishment... I have already given you a chance, Chikli."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll write it, I'll write it! I'll write my problem clearly!" Chikli felt as if he had been pardoned. He couldn't understand why those two people were rewarded while he was punished. But now that the fact had happened, his intuition told him that only by being obedient could he be fine. Otherwise...

"Take him back to his room and keep an eye on him!"

Alan gave instructions and asked the servant to take Chickley away.

Looking at Chickley's receding figure, Alan narrowed his eyes.

He is a talented person and very useful, but he cannot be rewarded this time. Allen has a hold on him like this. If he is given back as a reward, it will not be safe if he wants to use him again in the future.

But if he doesn't give it to him, what he said before will seem to be untrue, which will affect his credibility and image.

so……

Alan first found fault with him and made a false accusation.

Scare him first, then his merits and demerits will offset each other, so there's no need for a reward, right?

In this way, it wouldn't be considered as breaking his promise, but rather his own fault for not performing well.

As for him wanting to leave?

Haha...you have done something for me, and it is such a secretive matter. It is not so easy for him to leave, unless he does not want to live anymore.

…

Since the news that the US military "accidentally injured" civilians in Kuwait was revealed in September, the news has been reprinted by media in various countries and continues to ferment.

At the end of September, a set of US military expenditure reimbursement information was leaked from an unknown source.

This time, it caught people off guard.

The continuous negative news dealt a heavy blow to America, which had just won a victory and was full of confidence.

But this kind of news happened in Kuwait, which had just regained its independence. There were many people here and it was a hot topic in the news. There were also many foreigners here. There were not even any decent surveillance cameras these days. It was hard to find any clues...

It’s too difficult!

Moreover, America cannot figure out for a while whether this is a normal news leak or a news deliberately released by someone. Anyway, all the clues are true and false. If it is not the first scene, and you want to check it later, with the current level of technology and capabilities, it is highly likely that you will not be able to find it.

At this time, just as October began, another tabloid took a different approach and reported a seemingly unrelated but disgusting news.

…

When a flood occurred in a certain place, the total amount of donations donated by people in a small place like Hong Kong was dozens of times that of America!

Dozens of times!

As one of the two great Blue Stars, it turns out that the donation is not as good as that of a small place. This...

It seems that some countries are very irresponsible and have no magnanimity!

This was an unsigned tabloid news, but this inconspicuous news caused a little sensation, and was then reprinted by various media outlets that were keen to see the fun.

Combining this with the military expense reimbursement data leaked some time ago, and then looking at the donation amount, tens of billions versus millions, the number is so eye-catching.

America can only struggle to deal with various public opinions from the outside world, but their explanations pale in comparison to those extremely exaggerated figures.

In addition to being furious and helpless, what they want to know most now is who is behind this plot, whether it is a certain force, an organization, or some remnants of Iraqi evil who are plotting against them.

However, they had too many enemies and they couldn't figure it out for the time being.

…

Alan put down the newspaper. In addition to the front-page headlines reporting news about America, the sub-page also introduced news that another country in Central Asia had become independent.

The situation outside is getting more and more lively...

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then looked at the little stone sitting in front of the desk. He seemed to have become rounder, except for his slightly haggard face and stubble, there was no other change.

This guy just came back today.

Although the work had been going on for some time, he had flown halfway across the planet from Kuwait in order to get rid of the evidence, and finally returned to Wales.

Although this is troublesome, safety is guaranteed.

Xiao Shitou and his companions who went on this trip had dozens of real and fake passports in their hands and had to transfer planes frequently before they were able to do so without leaving any trace.

If you take a look at these real and fake passports individually, apart from the fact that they do not match his identity, everything else, whether it is the photo, material, registration information, or even the issuing unit, cannot be more authentic.

Anyway, these are all real passports, which Allen obtained through secret official channels through his connections.

With these passports, they fly around the world, go to one place, slightly change their image, change their passports and go to another place. Several people go separately. Not to mention the Americans nowadays, no matter who it is, without a specific suspect, they will not be able to find out the final destination of these people.

This method can be used to do private work very secretly, but it should not be used too often. Alan is very happy to give the Americans a hard blow occasionally, but if you walk by the river too often, you will get your feet wet. With the popularization of the Internet in the future, you have to do less of this kind of thing.

Thinking of the Internet, Alan suddenly remembered that some time ago Huth said that he would send people to America to learn about Internet knowledge, and later handed it over to Xiao Shitou.

…

"Some time ago, you said you were going to send someone to America to study. Did you send anyone? What did they study?"

Xiao Shitou was a little confused by Alan's sudden question, as this question was quite broad.

After thinking for a long time, Xiao Shitou said sullenly, "I arranged for a few people to go there to study. Now they have returned. Most of them studied some network security issues."

Looking at Alan again, Little Stone continued, "Master, you know this network, right? It's just like the local area network in the school computer room, where you can send emails on your computer. Now this just expands the network. It allows a person sitting in Wales, as long as he has a computer and is connected to the Internet, to send emails to people in America through the Internet."

"The Americans taught us how to register a domain name, which means building a simple website. Then we can share the contents of some books, stories, and information on the Internet so that other people who can access the Internet can see them."

"But Butler Capel said that the Americans have bad intentions. They think we don't understand, so they want the nobles to share the knowledge in some of their rare books on the Internet."

Little Stone finished speaking, then he remembered what Butler Capel had told him and shrugged.

…

“…”

They really dare to think!

Alan was speechless. Even though the Internet was a trendy new thing, most British people were very resistant to new things.

When it comes to new things, being vigilant is the first priority!

In this situation, do you still want to trick everyone into shining and sharing things online?

After sharing, you guys take it all for free?

Americans may look ugly, but they have beautiful thoughts.

Sure enough, America’s imperialist intention to destroy Britain has always been there!

…

As for network security, this is quite interesting, but the Internet has just emerged and there probably aren’t many people who can afford a computer. Without a lot of financial resources, who would buy a computer to play with?

Among these people, who would have the leisure to tinker with a network virus?

Oh wait…

When Alan thought of this, he was suddenly stunned.

This fucking thing sounds like it's me.

I am a rich man who can afford a computer and have a lot of free time.

So...should I tinker with some viruses?

The point is, even if you develop a network virus, what’s the use of it?

Just to break someone's computer?

Alan was speechless about his new idea. Instead of spending so much effort on this, he might as well just go to the house and find someone whose computer he was unhappy with and send bodyguards to smash his computer. Physical damage would be more convenient.

…

Oh...that's not right.

It is worth noting that most people who own computers are rich.

I have money, I am open to new things, and I have time to play computer games.

People like this... aren't they ready-made fat sheep?

And it was the Americans who selected the fat sheep for him.

However, we can see this fat sheep, but how can we eat it?

Alan touched his chin and looked at Xiao Shitou's haggard face and his full beard. He had just returned and the first thing he did was to come to him to report the situation. Judging from his current appearance, he looked as dirty as an Indian.

Um……

Indian?

Alan tilted his head and suddenly an idea came to him. If he remembered correctly, Indians are very good at online fraud, right?

Could I intervene first?

Setting up an online fraud center in India?

Hiss... This is a bit too conspicuous, not a good choice.

…

Thinking of this, Alan always felt that he had overlooked something. He grabbed the cigarette box irritably, lit a cigarette for himself, leaned back, and looked at the ceiling of the study.

India……

Why?!

I will be visiting India with Boss Cha at the beginning of next year. Didn’t Boss Cha ask me to come up with a project to develop India’s economy?

I, Alan, am just a small earl and I don't have any big plans at hand. So, can I just come up with a small plan and make do with it?

India likes to grow tea. Currently, most of the low-end tea in Britain is imported from India. We can grow tea ourselves!

But this time the plan is not the traditional way of selling tea.

Now that we have the Internet, we can engage in online sales!

Thinking of this, Alan's thoughts became more and more logical. The group of people returning from Gambia just happened to have a place to go.

He took out all the script routines that had been used in Gambia before and asked his screenwriters to modify them so that they could continue to be used in a different way.

Alan has already thought of the routine.

…

I am a little girl/boy/out-of-school child/fallen woman/fallen man/down-and-out scholar/princess from a remote mountainous area of ​​India. My family owns a few acres of tea fields.

Grandpa was working hard growing tea at home when he suddenly fell ill and went to the hospital.

My family needs money. Can my boss/big brother/big sister, whom I have never met, help me?

I can mail you some samples so you can try them first.

Our tea is specially supplied by the British royal family. It is of good quality and very cheap, only 9/19/29/39 pounds per pound.

If you need, you can make an offline bank transfer. After receiving the money, I will ship the goods to you.

Imagine how someone who has just learned how to use the Internet would feel if they suddenly received an email like this from a foreign country?

It doesn't mean that I start selling tea in the first email or as soon as I meet you.

You have to start chatting first. If the other person is a man, use the corresponding tone of the opposite sex, act accordingly, and use targeted methods to first win over the man's feelings, then play the victim, and finally sell the goods!

Anyway, there are so many people returning from Gambia, so we can use the same training methods used to train Black Duck to organize personnel training first.

By then, I will build a high-tech industrial park in India.

Free food and accommodation, and only using the Internet for work, this thing sounds high-end!

The project is online sales. As for what is sold, of course it is to buy low-end tea from India and take it abroad and ship it under a different name. The money and the goods must be separated, and this cannot be kept in India.

When Indians become ruthless, they dare to steal anyone's money.

Alan planned to separate the money from the goods, and the Indian side would only be responsible for hooking up with the fat sheep via emails online.

Then he set up a company abroad, bought the tea from the Indian company through normal business means, and then shipped the tea to the online fat sheep abroad.

On the surface, everything seems normal.

…

Of course, the accounts that those online fat sheep need to transfer money to are also placed abroad. In this way, if someone wants to hack your own business, you can't do it, because India's high-tech industrial park only has workers and computers anyway.

What if it is discovered that the amount of online sales is not consistent with the sales amount in the company's account books?

You fucking Indians are so bold that you actually dare to snoop into the business secrets of a great British Earl?

Without Alan's permission, no one can tell anyone about it. That thing is just a sales technique. The selling price is so cheap anyway, so do whatever you want.

Indians are not good at speaking English, but it is very easy to find people who can speak English. Sending emails does not require speaking, it is text!

Thinking of this, a plan name slowly appeared in Alan's mind, "Network Electronic Black Duck Project Version 1.0".