It just so happened that Allen wanted Ceylon to bring people to interview Carl and clear him of the connection.
Old Carl was so loyal to him, and Allen didn't want any stain to remain on him.
A few years ago, someone from the Oscars invited Allen to attend the Oscar awards ceremony.
But they seemed a little confused at the time.
The Duke of Angus did not do well in America, which seemed to have lowered the grade of the entire British aristocracy, so much so that many ordinary Americans felt that the British aristocracy was just so-so.
But Alan is not a pauper like the Duke of Angus. Although he was also pauper before, Alan has his own pride.
If you invite me, I have to go?
Oscar, you're a dick.
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Therefore, Allen always turns a deaf ear to the Oscars' annual invitations. He doesn't reject them directly, but ignores them as if they are invisible to him, with an extremely arrogant attitude.
But the more he did this, the more Oscar wanted to invite him.
Later, as Allen's fame grew, the Oscar committee slowly came to its senses. They felt that a traditional aristocrat like Allen, coupled with his influence, would help enhance the Oscar's fame and status if he could come to the Oscars!
It's not that Allen needs the Oscars, but that the Oscars need traditional dignitaries like Allen to raise their standards!
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After realizing this, the Oscar Committee changed its strategy. Since you are not coming, then we will invite your spokesperson in Los Angeles - Sir Carl.
Old Carl hasn't spent all these years in Los Angeles for nothing. Although he doesn't have many friends, that's because he learned from Allen. He simply ignores people of lower status.
The more arrogant these British and traditional aristocrats were, the more reasonable some people thought it was, and the more they rushed to get to know him.
Usually, old Carl attends banquets everywhere. Occasionally, if he meets someone he can talk to, he will chat with him for a while. By the way, if he meets a young British actor who is making his way in Hollywood, he will help him and give him some advice.
Over the past few years, he has slowly set up an organization similar to a hometown association. The only members are British. Of course, it would be even better if they were Welsh, but the Irish are not allowed and are told to get out of here as far as possible.
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This time, Carl was in Los Angeles to guide and supervise Li Zairong's work. Now that things have begun to progress steadily, old Carl accepted the invitation to this year's Oscars ceremony.
This gave the Oscar Committee a huge boost of confidence, and they finally invited Earl Allen’s butler. This was a breakthrough!
They thought that Allen had changed his mind, but the fact was that old Carl wanted to use the Oscar platform to show his face, so he severed his relationship with Li Zairong to be on the safe side.
He is a great British knight, and he is involved in high-end activities in Los Angeles. How could he be involved in something like provoking relations between blacks and Koreans?
When it’s reported on TV, it will be a done deal.
What Allen is doing now is to let Ceylon bring people from the BBC to strengthen the situation and interview old Carl to thoroughly ensure that old Carl's insurance is in place. Then, with the help of the BBC's coverage capabilities, he can publicize it within the Commonwealth countries.
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But now the plan has changed a bit, and the people Ceylon needs to bring this time need to be slightly adjusted.
Who to bring?
Of course, it is those who are a little confused about their own identity and made some inflammatory remarks at the BBC headquarters.
snort……
Transfer the person away first, and after a few days, Allen will take a deeper look at Spencer's situation.
As for these people going to America for interviews, haha...
You are now in front of old Carl. This old guy looks like an old gentleman on the surface, but what did he do before?
As long as Allen gives some instructions, I believe old Carl will understand what he means.
If a few interview team members got into trouble in America, committed some illegal or criminal acts, or were simply beaten to death by some black gangsters, wouldn't that be a simple matter?
This time they went to America to interview Ceylon, and there was no turning back!
This way, no one will have to beg for mercy later, and everyone can just turn a blind eye, which is better for everyone.
As for whether Ceylon would feel guilty for taking them to die.
hehe……
You are a member of the Earl's Mansion now, so it's no big deal to give a token of your allegiance, right?
As long as she doesn't say anything nonsense about this kind of thing and just stays loyal to Allen, nothing will happen to her.
This one thing not only provides double insurance for old Carl, but also solves the trouble caused by Spencer, and also puts a layer of shackles on Ceylon, killing three birds with one stone!
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He slowly told Alan about his plans, and by the time Alan finished speaking, Ceylon had no appetite for dessert.
She was a little confused and a little frightened. Even though she had been in the industry for decades and had seen a lot, it was precisely because she knew a lot and had seen a lot that she guessed what Allen was going to do from the first sentence he said after hearing what she said.
You think about things that reflect the class you are in.
Now it really is...
His boss was still so ruthless and decisive in his actions. Ceylon knew very well why he asked him to select those people as members of the interview team.
This is a road to death!
It would be better for her, the senior at the BBC, to personally take them to their death, and they have to work before they die and interview Sir Carl who is going to send them off.
Is there anything more despairing in this world than this?
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"boss……"
Ceylon's voice was trembling a little, and she was about to beg.
"Ceylon!"
Alan interrupted Ceylon directly, took a spoon and gently scooped a spoonful of pudding, tasted it carefully, and then looked into Ceylon's eyes slowly.
Allen's momentum has become more and more powerful over the past few years as he has been the head of the family.
His eyes met Ceylon's for a few seconds. Ceylon's shoulders suddenly relaxed, and he lowered his head slightly, not daring to look Alan in the eye.
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"You have been here for a few years now. You are mine now. You are loyal to me and the Hill family. You must remember this clearly! I have never been stingy with rewards for my loyal subordinates. I can arrange for money, titles, and even your families. Do you understand?"
"I……"
Ceylon slowly raised his head again, with a slight struggle in his eyes.
Yes, she has now joined Allen. If she works hard in the future, what awaits her are wealth, the status of a lady, and a life of peace for her family. Even her descendants will be loyal to Allen and the descendants of the Hill family.
Is it worth it now for some outsiders?
Ceylon was not an ignorant little girl. She only weighed the pros and cons for a few seconds, then raised her head again. Under Alan's stern gaze, she gently picked up the carrot cake, took a bite and said, "Thank you for the dessert, boss. I know what to do now."
If you eat Allen's food, you have to work for this gentleman, whether it is now or in the future!
Once you enter the Earl’s house, it’s not easy to get in, but there’s no way to get out!
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"Hahaha, carrot cake is not delicious. Only old people like to eat it. Ceylon, you are still young, so you can't just think about eating carrot cake. Sometimes I think that the title of dame is far less nice and imposing than the title of baroness. What do you think?"
Ceylon used carrot cake to express her gratitude to Alan for giving her the meal, and then ate the carrot cake in front of Alan to show her determination.
With the help of carrot cake, Alan once again took out the chips in his hand, doubling down on the temptation and deepening Ceylon's desire.
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"Baroness..." Ceylon smiled again. Although she didn't know what great deeds she had to do to deserve Allen's awarding her the title of baron, this was a baron. The title of knight in Great Britain was already superior enough, but knight was only the lowest title, and many nobles even considered it not to be aristocratic.
But the title of baron is true nobility. Even if it is not hereditary, it is an honor that more than 99% of ordinary people in the whole of Britain will never get in their entire lives.
To put it bluntly, now only a position like Prime Minister can receive the Queen's reward if one performs well during his term of office.
That is to say, the Hill family, a special hereditary noble family, can only reward their servants with the title of baron in disguise, as they are a family that has not been too suppressed in Wales and still retains the traditional right to grant titles.
This was the right given to them by the empire in the past, and it was also the greatest right in Allen's hands.
The title of baron is so tempting that Ceylon can't resist it!
"Boss, I will go back to London tonight to arrange an interview team."
"Okay...but let's finish our dessert first. You've worked hard on Spencer's matter."
Alan pointed to the dessert and tea in front of Ceylon and said with a smile.
"Haha, I definitely won't throw away the food you gave me as a reward, I will eat it all, and I will continue to eat the things you gave me as a reward in the future."
Ceylon also started laughing after he finished speaking.
"Hahaha!"
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As soon as he got home, Allen had to deal with all the things that had been piled up for nearly a month personally. Even though he had a secretarial team that had helped him deal with a lot of chores, and Hut would also handle a batch of them, there were still many things that had been piled up for so many days that needed to be handled by Allen personally.
Alan was busy until nine o'clock last night before he washed up and went to bed to adjust to the jet lag.
Alan slept until he woke up naturally today and didn't go anywhere. After lunch, he started to deal with official business.
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Patrice hadn't seen Allen for a long time. When they met this time, Allen was surprised to find that the old man Patrice had a rosy complexion and seemed very excited.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Master, have you forgotten? Didn't you ask me to take the movie to the Berlin Film Festival?"
Patrice was so happy that he went to Germany for a trip, bringing with him the young master's new movie. Although he did not have a title, his status was not ordinary. The Berlin Film Festival organizing committee treated him very courteously. Although he had not yet achieved the same level of honor as the Oscars did for old Carl, he was not much different. Old Carl was not very involved in the film and television industry, and he was not an actor.
But Patrice is an actor by profession. He was a teacher in France in his early years and a judge at the Caesar Film Festival. He has a wide network of contacts. He is considered an insider in the film industry and a respected senior. Now that he is old, he has joined Allen, the hereditary British aristocrat.
In the eyes of outsiders, Patrice is probably a winner in life.
In addition, he is a bit repressed and likes to hook up with older women, out-of-date actresses and the like wherever he goes. Occasionally, there are some scandals about him, so he is considered a very popular person in the media.
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"Oh? I forgot about that."
Alan suddenly remembered this year's Berlin Film Festival, which seemed to be held on February 13th?
That was the third day after he arrived in India.
In addition, Allen was quite busy during that time, as he went to the Taj Mahal and played a polo match. There was also news about Cha's boss, and India itself did not pay attention to the Berlin Film Festival, so he forgot about it!
Picking up the documents on the table, before Alan even opened them, Patrice couldn't wait to start showing off his achievements.
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"Master, you have been so busy these past two days that you haven't read the newspaper. Golden Bear Award! Best Film!"
"Uh-huh?"
Alan blinked, a little unresponsive. What the hell is the Golden Bear Award?
Oh oh oh...isn’t this the final grand prize of the Berlin Film Festival?
Shit... just like that?
So smooth?
The Berlin Film Festival is fake. Are you guys secretly giving me a backdoor again?
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Looking at Alan's somewhat confused eyes, Patrice smiled slyly.
"Master... who do you think is the chairman of the jury this time?"
"If you're going to fart, how can I guess it?"
Alan glared at Patrice. How could he have the time to remember such things?
“Ah… this…”
Patrice was slightly restrained by Alan's words, and felt that he seemed to be a little too proud of himself.
He quickly put away his smile, leaned forward slightly, picked up the information, and personally gave it to Alan to tell him about this fantastic journey to win the award.
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This time, the 42nd Berlin Film Festival, is a little special.
The reason is that the East and the West have come together, and the Germans also want to make it bigger to celebrate.
Previous Berlin films were influenced by some political reasons and were criticized. Coupled with the Germans' magical brain circuits, they always produced some strange news.
The chairman of the jury this time was a respected veteran director from Germany.
Frank Bell was born in 1932.
Frank Bell, who is already sixty years old, is very famous in Germany. He was born in the war period, but he never went to the battlefield. He simply experienced the war, witnessed the tragic conditions of the war years, and experienced life in that period.
Therefore, this director hated war extremely. In addition, when he came of age, half of Germany was already under the control of the United States. With the continued ideological output of the United States, his idea became even clearer.
Moreover, this old director has a different feeling towards the aristocracy.
In his mind, because the German Emperor was forced to abdicate and then the German mustache came to power, ordinary people had no channels to know many of the things that happened in between.
There are various versions of the story out there, and the director has his own ideas.
He also made a film about the children of German royalty.
With such a person as the chairman of the jury, when Patrice arrived in Berlin with Allen's anti-war film, the spark...ignited at the first touch!
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In the eyes of some people, it may seem that an aristocrat making a movie seems to be of low class and low status.
But this idea is very one-sided. Most people in the film and television industry actually have a very positive impression of Allen!
He is an aristocrat with a fortune of billions. Instead of following the traditional British aristocracy and keeping a low profile, he has devoted himself to the film industry and is now making an anti-war film. What kind of spirit is this?
Isn’t this worthy of respect from outsiders?