Lao Lu took on the job of training instructor with a little shyness.

"And you... the screenwriters need to be in place as soon as possible. I need them to perfect the story outline I gave you, especially the dialogues! It should be a combination of a male and a female screenwriter. It would be best if it gave me an immersive feeling. Wait until they are done."

Alan thought for a moment, extinguished the cigarette in his hand and said, "I need screenwriters to make some short scripts with different identities and backgrounds for further in-depth training, so as to classify those black ducks! After our business opens up, we will launch corresponding advanced services, such as role-playing!"

"Black Ducks with different identities, different education levels, and no experience required can further enhance the customer experience!"

"???"

Siphis had a puzzled look on his face. How could this thing be like this? ? ?

Is it possible to train a few black princes and take the path of high-class African aristocrats?

Swallowing his saliva, Siphis said cautiously, "I will recruit people as soon as possible, sir... Film and television screenwriters want to do this kind of work, you have to give us some time to adapt."

"Hmm? I'm handing these things over to you. If you do well, you'll get a reward. If you don't do well, I'll fire the person who doesn't do well and replace him with someone who can do well. What do you think?"

Alan looked at Siphis calmly and stood up. How dare this kind of person negotiate with him? If he can't do it well, just replace him. Although Alan has no experience in these things, he can give orders!

Don’t worry about whether he is giving blind orders or not. He has already made the requirements. If he can’t do it well, replace him!

Anyway, we have a lot of talented people in Britain and we are not short of people!

…

"Master... your plan, I..."

Hut watched Alan finish the last piece of barbecue and wipe his mouth before he bent over and came close to Alan to offer his opinion.

The entire Hill family has never done such a thing before. Even the old earl was mainly engaged in industry. How could it be like this now?

To put it bluntly, the young master is trying to get something for nothing. Those black people in Gambia can just stay at home and be exploited by Allen. After that, they have to thank the kind-hearted British master for helping them develop the tourism economy!

It can be said that while one is sitting at home, the knife comes from Britain.

…

"What's wrong? Huth, you always hesitate. If you have something to say, just say it!"

Alan hates Hut's cautious character. How can he get rich without courage?

Staring at those broken factories all day?

So when will it take to pay the inheritance tax?

These poor Welsh people in Carmarthen have been squeezed dry by the Hill family generation after generation. If they want to make money, they have to go out!

…

"Master, I just think that your... uh, the prices for each link are too high. Those black people have to invest a lot of money in physical examinations and training before they can make any money. They are very poor."

In Hut's opinion, no matter how to cut the leeks or exploit them, at least there must be initial investment.

Hundreds of years ago, people who transported black slaves still knew how to cheat!

The big landowners in the United States have to invest land and seeds and let these people farm the land. It's nothing like their own young masters who just go up and harvest without any investment.

Just with the excuse of helping others develop their tourism economy?

It’s not that Huth looks down on the people in Gambia. They can’t even afford the medical examination fees. How can he make money from them?

…

"Oh... so that's what you're worried about. In the meeting just now, I mainly talked about my ideas. As for other funding directions, they don't need to know so much. Hutt, you misunderstood me!"

Alan took a sip of soda water, handed out a napkin to wipe his mouth, and pointed to a chair for Hut to sit down first.

"Well, a few days ago, I tried to raise a dog, and it worked. You know the tax collector named Fritz Woodard?"

"I know him, could it be him?"

Hut looked at his young master with caution. In recent times, ever since the second young master came back, he always felt uneasy.

"Yes! He won't urge me to pay the inheritance tax for a while. I remember that people like them have connections with banks. With such a developed financial system in Britain, what is the most lacking? Financial talents!"

Allen patted the table lightly and continued, "He's been my dog, so I have to give him some benefits. When our project is almost ready, I'll let Fritz find a connection to open a small financial company in Gambia. The specific operation will be up to him. In order to help Gambia develop its economy, initial investment is still necessary. Can we tailor a few loans for them?"

Counting on his fingers, Allen gave an example: "For example, employment loans and dream loans. Such loans will help every dream! When the time comes, let our people connect with them seamlessly and transfer each loan directly to the accounts of our training institutions and testing institutions. Even the cash does not need to be handled by those black people. It is convenient and fast!"

…

Watching Alan smilingly introducing his "genius" idea, Butler Hut's hands began to tremble again.

My young master is indeed well-educated and very considerate!

Those black people don't have to worry about anything. A loan has already been placed on their heads. With their level of knowledge, they may not even understand the loan interest rate. By then...

…

"Come on, go to the study. I'll show you something."

Alan stood up, took Hut to his study, took out a report and handed it to Hut.

"Is this...this year's box office market report?"

"Yes! Look at it."

Hut glanced at the box office data in his hand. Although it was only November, there was still some time before the Christmas period. The incomplete version of the British box office for 1986 had already been released.

The first place was the Australian film "Crocodile Dundee", with a box office of just over 20 million pounds.

And the second place?

Hollywood blockbuster "Top Gun" box office 8.5 million pounds!

The box office of the following movies was simply terrible. The tenth-ranked "Mona Lisa" only earned 4 million pounds.

Although he didn't know much about this industry, Hut still knew basic financial stuff.

These box office data are not the money that a movie can directly earn. Just from the box office revenue, a large half of the money that goes to the theaters must be cut off first.

The rest is the producer’s income!

Take "Mona Lisa", which ranks tenth this year, for example. It has a box office of 4 million pounds. Even if 2 million pounds is distributed to the cinemas, there will be 2 million pounds left, from which we have to deduct the production costs of the film, publicity costs, etc.

The final profit may not even be one million pounds?

A movie that ranks in the top ten of the year only earns a few hundred thousand pounds through hard work?

Seeing this...even Hut himself felt that it was not easy to make a living in the film and television industry in Britain.

"Master... this..."

"Hahaha, do you think this industry is not profitable? I think so too. If we don't make some off-site income, it will be extremely difficult to make a profit just relying on the current film industry!"

These data record the film and television works that are on the list. What about those that are not on the list?

Then the compensation will be even greater!

All the pants I paid for were gone!