The guard just exchanged glances with the old security guard next to him, and both of their waists instantly softened, and they bent lower, with a more humble and warm smile on their faces.

"It turns out that you are the lord from the Earl's Mansion. Please come in... The principal is here."

"Um."

The big man in black nodded, without saying anything more to them, he stood at the gate, glanced back at someone behind him, and a group of people walked into the school one after another, holding various equipment.

…

The principal of Little Seagull National Primary School is called Jonathan.

When he was middle-aged, he was transferred to be the principal, and happened to meet a big sponsor, which was considered a period of good fortune.

This guy is only about 1.6 meters tall and is a very traditional Welshman. Although he is not tall, he has Carthish barbarian blood and a muscular body. He does not look like the body shape of a man of his age at all. He is short but strong, fat but not greasy.

In the past two years, Jonathan has reached what he feels is the peak of his life due to various luck.

The school supervisor above... never comes to school at all. As for the deputy school supervisor and deputy inspector, the positions are vacant!

This feeling of having no one putting pressure on him allows him to do anything without any constraints.

He has recently become addicted to horse racing. Since May, he has been winning streak after streak, bringing him hundreds of pounds in extra income every week.

Jonathan attributed all these good fortunes to the powerful luck that came from the Earl.

Although he had only met Allen once from a distance, this did not affect his respect for Allen at all.

A leader who can give you money and empower you is the best leader in the world!

but……

All of Jonathan's good luck has vanished today...

Jonathan, who was picking horses with today's horse racing newspaper, frowned when he heard a knock on the door. He put down the newspaper reluctantly and got up to open the door.

Everyone below knows that this time every day is when he drinks morning tea and reads the newspaper. Who is the one who doesn't know the rules and comes to disturb him at this time?

…

"Who is it?"

Jonathan raised his chin and just opened the door when he was shrouded in shadow. He slowly raised his head and saw a middle-aged man with an indifferent face, staring at him with his sharp eyes.

"Principal Jonathan, you may not know me. I am the assistant to the steward Matthias of the Earl's Mansion. You can call me Bob."

“…”

The impatience on Principal Jonathan's face disappeared instantly after he heard the middle-aged man introduce himself.

Although this assistant to the manager doesn't seem to be a very impressive position.

But he mentioned the Earl's Palace before.

Is there anyone in Welsh who doesn’t know the weight of this word?

Even if it was a dog from that place, Jonathan would give it a smile when he saw it, and would also praise it for its hard work in guarding the earl, saying that its fur has become brighter recently and that it is in good health.

Not to mention the assistants under this manager.

This is a real servant in the Earl's castle, that is, a house servant!

As long as the earl does not fall, they will not fall. They will never have to worry about food and drink and will not have to worry about anything outside the outside world. The future of the whole family is tied to the earl. They will prosper together and suffer together.

"Mr. Bob?! Please come in, please come in..."

Jonathan quickly opened the door as wide as possible, stepped aside, and extended his left hand, inviting Bob to come in and talk.

…

Jonathan looked at the big men in black who were guarding the door behind Bob and were not letting anyone in, and his expression was a little nervous.

He was a little panicked by this situation.

"Mr. Bob, you are here today... Is there anything that Steward Matthias wants to tell you?"

Jonathan knew Matthias. After all, he was the God of Wealth. How could he not know this?

He thought Matthias had something to tell him.

"Something happened outside recently, you may not know... But, it's a little late for me to tell you now."

Bob sat on the sofa, refused Jonathan's tea, crossed his legs, and started talking with a serious face.

He first talked about what was happening in the outside world, such as the recent tense security situation, the arrogant Northern Irish, and the attacks everywhere. Wales can have the peace it has today thanks to the leadership of His Excellency the Earl, and we should learn to cherish it instead of causing trouble for the Earl and the local area.

Jonathan's smile was a little stiff. To be honest, these things were very far away from him. He didn't understand them at all. He basically didn't encounter them. He only read about the incidents in London in the newspaper. As for Wales, who would dare to come here to cause trouble? Do you think your life is too long?

But Bob said that he still had to show his support, so... Jonathan could only respond awkwardly and cooperate with Bob.

After talking for a long time, Bob finally got to the point.

"Your Excellency was on a business trip a few days ago and only came back yesterday. As soon as he came back, he heard something that made you very angry!"

Hearing this very angry word, Jonathan instinctively felt something was wrong...a feeling of bad luck came over him.

Sure enough, as Bob continued to speak, the more Jonathan listened, the more uncontrollably the cold sweat flowed down his head.

In my own school, there is actually a teacher who is so bold as to ask His Royal Highness Prince William to invite his parents, or directly ask the boss? !

Is this fake wine?

Jonathan was in a terrible state. He couldn't even think about this matter. In the past, Alan and Diana came to participate in the school sports meeting, which was enough to make Jonathan excited. As for Boss Cha...

So you told him to come and he came?

Who do you think you are?!

"Mr. Bob... Is there any misunderstanding..."

But no matter what, Jonathan still wanted to quibble and quickly admitted his mistake.

"It doesn't matter whether it's a misunderstanding or not. What matters is... His Excellency the Earl is very angry. The consequences are serious. Do you understand, Jonathan? His Excellency the Earl is very angry."

…

“…”

Jonathan's mouth was dry, his palms were sweaty, and he was very angry... What should he do?

You won't drag yourself out to be sacrificed, right?

"Mr. Bob..."

"Your Excellency specifically instructed us to check the accounts. Jonathan, considering your long-standing friendship with Steward Matthias, you'd better pray that you didn't get much benefit from this, otherwise..."

"I……"

Jonathan really wanted to say that he didn't get much benefit, but such words could only fool outsiders. He couldn't say such words to Bob in front of him. Jonathan's brother-in-law was in the plastic track business. The renovation of the plastic playground in the school was the job taken over by his brother-in-law. How could he not get any benefit in the process!

In the past, that gentleman didn't care and everyone was happy. But now they want to check the accounts, and these accounts simply cannot withstand inspection.

Thinking of this, Jonathan's legs became so weak that he couldn't stand up...

The facial features, which had some barbarian characteristics, were filled with expressions of regret, fear, despair, helplessness, etc.

"That's right! It's all because of that damn teacher. It's because of her that the Excellency's attention was drawn here!"

At this moment, Jonathan hated the teacher deeply.

"Let's go, gather everyone, and go to the conference room to start checking the accounts."

Regardless of how desperate Jonathan was, Bob kindly reminded the principal, then stood up with a smile and prepared to start working.

…

After Alan had a small meeting with them the previous afternoon, he went to sleep and slept until the next afternoon.

He didn't wake up naturally, but because he was hungry!

Touching his twitching stomach, Alan grinned and slowly opened his eyes.

He pulled the bell at the head of the bed and asked the servant to quickly bring him some sweets like waffles and cream cakes.

Alan prefers these high-energy sweets.

However, compared with the sweetness of the whole of Britain, its taste is slightly sweet.

Generally speaking, the sweetness in Britain is very sweet, the kind that makes your throat greasy after eating it, and Alan can't stand that.

…

After the servants served the meal, Alan leaned against the head of the bed, eating and thinking.

Things in Hong Kong have come to an end.

Although he couldn't see anything when he was there, once he got home and relaxed, Alan could feel that he was really tired in Hong Kong.

During the more than half a month he was on a business trip, he seemed to remain aloof and didn't say much to anyone.

Is he really taciturn?

Those old guys are hard to fool, and too much talk will lead to mistakes!

Whether in terms of vision or struggle experience, Allen is definitely not as good as Wei Dewei and Chris Patten in a direct comparison, but he does not want to show weakness and even wants to take advantage of it.

Then you can only hide your weaknesses, keep silent or speak less, only say things that are beneficial to you, reduce mistakes, and put on a cool face, only in this way can you finally get by.

Now I have finally jumped out and had a good rest for a day. Now I just stretch myself and all the bones in my body are relaxed.

…

Looking at the empty bedroom, Alan, who had just finished dessert, felt so sentimental.

He suddenly felt a little lonely. It's not that just having a woman at home is enough.

But... there must be a real hostess.

Not the kind of woman who was like a playmate in the past, but a wife!

But... for the time being, where can he find a suitable wife? This is a bit of a headache.

Sometimes Alan feels that he is still young and has not had enough fun, and it won’t be too late to get married after playing for a few more years.

But sometimes, like now, William and his family have gone to school, and the house is empty, with no one to talk to, and it feels very empty.

You have to keep yourself busy!

Alan sighed, sat up suddenly, shook his head, put on his slippers, and prepared to walk downstairs for a walk.

…

"Master, do you need a bath or a meal?"

"I'm not hungry anymore. I want to go downstairs for a walk."

The servant saw Alan coming out and asked quickly.

After hearing Allen's reply, the servant thought for a moment and said, "Butler Hutt told me to report to you if you wake up. Butler Carl has returned from America and he said he has something important to report to you."

"?"

Old Carl is back?

Alan blinked. It wasn't the New Year or any other festival, and he suddenly came back from America...

"Where are the people?"

“Master…shall I go and inform Butler Karl?”

"Okay, go call him. I'll go to the study and wait for him. Have someone prepare two cups of coffee for me, one espresso and one cappuccino."

"OK."

…

"Master, I was ready to go to Hong Kong to find you, but I didn't expect you to come back."

Old Carl looked a little haggard, but he still managed to cheer himself up, and greeted Alan with a smile. Not only Old Carl came to the study, but also Matthias followed behind him.

Alan nodded at the two of them. He thought Matthias was looking for him to report on the audit.

"You guys can order whatever you want to drink, sit down and talk!"

Alan picked up the espresso and took a sip. The bitterness made him frown, but this thing was indeed refreshing and strong enough.

Putting down the cup, Alan quickly picked up the cappuccino and took a sip, then put the cup down again and motioned for old Carl to start talking.

…

"Master, I was invited to a private banquet in New York a few days ago. I met a very interesting friend at the banquet. He told me some gossip. I thought... this news might be useful to you. It's hard to tell you over the phone, so I came back specially to report to you in person."

Old Carl first explained the time, place and source of the information, and then continued to tell the gossip under Alan's curious gaze.

It turned out that... at a private party in New York, he met a hot money trader named Soros.

When Alan heard the name, his eyes flickered. This name...seemed familiar.

Then... Old Carl listened to this man named Soros bragging to him about how awesome he was and how much money he had made for the consortium behind him.

Finally, Soros changed the subject and said that he had a good project recently and asked old Carl if he wanted to join in the effort, as they were short of funds.

This seems to be said to old Carl, but...

In fact, it was meant for the person behind old Carl, that is, Allen.

So, now Old Carl comes back to report to Allen with a message.

…

“What projects are they working on?”

"It seems to be related to Mark, uh... I don't quite understand, so I called Matthias to tell you."

When it comes to finance, Carl and Allen are both laymen...

He knows nothing when asked, but he will repeat it. He writes down everything Soros says. No matter whether he understands it or not, he will repeat the original words to a professional like Matthias so that Matthias can understand it.

Although the method is stupid, it works.

Alan then turned his gaze to Matthias.

To be honest, Alan doesn't want to get involved in this kind of financial affairs.

First, he doesn’t understand!

This thing is not something that can be done by just finding someone who knows how to do it.

Second, it is precisely because of the lack of understanding that we are in awe. How many people have lost everything and become bankrupt overnight because of the financial industry.

He can make money now, and he doesn't want to make money through the financial industry. He has plenty of places to make money. The worst that can happen is cheating. Do what you are good at, and don't do what you are not good at!

…

"Master... uh..." Matthias thought about it. Alan couldn't understand the advanced professional terms, so he just used the simplest and most understandable words to express his meaning.

“They want to operate the Deutsche Mark first and then ... the British pound.”

"ah?"

This explanation was too simple and Alan was a little confused.

Then, after Matthias's further explanation, Alan finally understood.

To put it bluntly, this thing is a large-scale and unprecedented "love, hate and vengeance".

This group of American hot money groups are preparing to take action on the mark and the pound again, and make huge profits through various financial operations in between. The risks are definitely very high, but the profits and risks are proportional.