"From the beginning, I didn't expect to make a lot of money from making movies in the early stages!"

As for Allen's movie, even if it is released, how much box office can it make now?

"So I changed my mindset. In the entire European Union, there are so many countries with good welfare benefits. How many middle-aged and elderly women of marriageable age are there?"

"Tens of millions of people! Tens of millions of people, Hutt! This kind of thing is not a one-time deal. Some things are addictive! As long as they take the first step, even if these rich women go to Gambia once a month, how much money can we make from it?"

"Introduction fees from shipping companies, introduction fees from Gambia, medical examination fees, training fees, kickbacks from loans, and so on!"

"As long as this industry is successful and expands, we can slowly control part of Gambia's economic sources. What does this mean, Hutt? Do you know?"

"!!!"

Hut was stunned by the scene described by his young master!

He knew very well the consequences of doing this!

This industrial chain can not only allow Allen to make money and complete the initial accumulation in a short period of time, but in the process, a group of inconspicuous people will also benefit from it!

These are the people in Gambia who are responsible for coordinating this project!

After these people become rich, they must have something to pursue, right? They know very well who made them rich.

Anything can bring greater benefits as long as it can be magnified. No matter how poor or small Gambia is, it is a sovereign country.

By the time Alan cooperates with these wealthy Gambians, there will be more things that can be done!

As long as you are brave enough, you can sell anything. The worst that can happen is that you sell out the whole of Gambia. It doesn't matter if you are discovered. You can just bring the money and seek refuge in the UK.

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"You've thought of it, right? But don't worry, Hutt. I won't get involved with them too much. I just want to sell a little bit of the inventory in our factories to them. Those black people are too short-sighted. It's not safe to cooperate with them for a long time. When I have completed the primitive accumulation and the inventory is almost cleared, we can package this industry as a whole and hand it over to professionals to help me find a buyer on Wall Street! I believe that those Americans who are drooling over the European market will be happy to take over such an industry."

Alan sat at the desk and glanced at Hutt.

"Master...this...this, you are really..."

Hut was relieved at this point. He was afraid that Alan would become addicted to this business. After all, it was not a very glorious industry. Now he saw that his young master was still very sober. He just wanted to make some quick money in the short term.

"Haha, when the time comes, after the Americans have taken over, if I'm in a good mood, and we have mastered all the dirty tricks in these industries over the years, I can use this as a theme to make an exposé film about the Gambian people, called "How the Black-Hearted Americans Exploit the Gambians". Maybe I can even win an award or something with this film."

Confirmed! The young master is indeed a descendant of the Hill family. He is a pure Anglo-Saxon who is born to betray his teammates.

Hut breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the young master would not give such a profitable industry to the Americans for no reason. Once the Americans took over, the young master would destroy the industry with his own hands. As time passed, his little black history would no longer exist!

Perfect.

What should the Americans who have been cheated do?

It is an honor for the country bumpkins to be cheated by my great British noble master!

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Just two days passed, and Allen spent most of these two days perfecting his initial plan. He felt that he had done his best to squeeze the value of a movie to the limit in this way.

All that remains is to gradually improve it and fill in some gaps.

“Boom boom boom.”

There was a knock on the study door.

"Come in……"

"Master, Viscount Fox's butler Nesri wants to see you. Do you want to see him?"

"Oh? The old guy is finally here? Let him come over."

"OK!"

Hut bent down slightly, closed the study door, and went downstairs to lead the person away.

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"Good afternoon, Your Excellency the Earl of Carmarthen. I am sorry to bother you."

Butler Nesri, who was pushed in on a wheelchair, had a pale complexion and a forced smile on his lips. He greeted Alan, who was sitting behind the desk.

"Haha, Butler Nesri, I haven't seen you for such a long time. I thought you were dead. Does it take so long for the Fox family to get some money together?"

Alan put down his pen and told Nesri a joke that was not funny at all.

"Your Mightiness!"

Nesri was almost broken by Allen's words, but the person opposite him was of much higher status than him, so even if he scolded him, he listened obediently.

"Sir... the master has tried his best to collect money, but as you know, the economic environment has not been very good recently..."

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"Oh? After all these days, they still haven't gathered yet? Tsk... As expected, it's just a small family. Is the Fox family already so destitute? No wonder they can cooperate with those bug-like Koreans."

Alan looked at the several bills that Butler Nesri handed over with both hands, two for 50,000 pounds, one for 80,000 pounds, and one for 20,000 pounds.

Looking at these "change" with a little disdain, these bills, which are like acceptances, are used in bulk trade and cannot be circulated directly in the market, but can be exchanged for money in the bank, mainly for the convenience of carrying. After all, these days some banks make inter-bank transfers inconvenient and carrying cash is troublesome.

"I remember... I said 500,000 pounds, right? You made me wait for so many days and only gave me 200,000 pounds. Do you treat me like a beggar?"

Anyway, it was all extorted money, and Alan didn't expect that old man Fox would really give it to him, even though the amount was wrong and a bit treacherous.

"Your Excellency...this is all the remaining cash in the family that the master can take out."

"Okay... that's enough for this matter!"

Alan looked at Nesri, his eyes flashed slightly, and after getting the money, he started to see the guest off.

Nesri didn't expect that Alan would be so easy to talk to this time. He put his right hand on his chest, bent his upper body slightly and saluted, then was pushed slowly out of the study.

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"Master...this money?"

Butler Hutt still hasn't figured out why Nesri came to give him money. A lot of things have happened in the past few days, and he doesn't know what Alan has done outside.

"Haha, it's not a big deal, but I'll make you run again."

Allen pointed to the bills on the table with the Fox family seal and remarks. Originally, there was a lack of "evidence", but now the Fox family has delivered it to him, right? !

Don’t blame me, Alan, for reporting this to His Highness.

"Now, take these bills with you to London and find...Capel. Tell him that this is the hush money that the Fox family secretly bribed me to keep me quiet. I dare not accept this money, so I ask you to take it to His Highness for review. Don't worry about the rest. Capel knows what to do."

"???"

What hush money? Did Nesri mention it just now?

Hut was a little confused because his young master did things in a very strange way.

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