Overall, Siphis is quite satisfied with the middle-aged actress in front of him. Meryl Streep is 37 years old this year.

She is still in her prime. In terms of honors, not to mention other smaller awards, she has won some more important awards, such as the Golden Globe Awards for Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress. She has also been nominated for the Academy Awards six times from 1979 to this year, and won twice, also for Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress respectively.

These many honors alone are enough to meet the requirements of my young master.

As for her appearance, Meryl has not yet achieved that kind of eye-catching visual effect. She is the type that is only good-looking for a short time.

In Siphis's opinion, as long as she had a slightly mediocre appearance and a good figure, with some makeup, she could completely live up to her young master's description of the heroine as sexy from the outside to the inside.

The American lawyer who handled the case had a perfect ability in selecting actors, and the money was not wasted!

…

The next morning, Alan didn't have time to watch the actors' auditions, but took an early bus to Cardiff. He left home at around seven in the morning!

Feeling groggy and the weather was bad along the way, Alan was half asleep and half awake until he heard Xiao Shitou's voice.

"Master, we've arrived..."

Since Wales has a small population and after so many years of governance, the people here are very "honest", so... Britain's governance of them is not like that of neighboring Scotland or Northern Ireland, which have a lot of autonomy. Wales does not even have its own parliament now.

Apart from some autonomy in literature and style, everything else must be decided by England!

However, a pseudo-parliament has now developed, with daily meetings held in Cardiff, the capital of Wales, and the results of the meetings or demands are submitted to London for review.

It is considered to have some governance power, but not much...

It is the predecessor and prototype of the regional parliament, and Alan came here today to attend the year-end meeting of the Welsh region!

…

With a book whose title could not be clearly seen tucked under his arm, Alan followed the waiter who was leading the way. When he saw others saluted him, he nodded politely and came to the conference hall.

Alan felt that he had arrived early, but as he entered, most of the people in the conference hall had basically arrived. Many people cast their eyes on the newly enthroned young earl, hoping that this gentleman could stay for a while and chat with them, so that they would have something to talk about when they went out after the meeting.

But what was disappointing was that the Earl seemed to be in a bad mood today... He didn't stop at all and went straight to his seat in the front row.

This disappointed many people with ulterior motives, but then some smart people began to scan the noble area again.

The old Earl of Carmarthen used to have a feud with Viscount Fox.

There was even a horrific incident where the old earl beat up the old viscount in court. I don't know whether Viscount Fox will jump out again after the current Earl of Carmarthen is replaced.

But as everyone looked around, they were disappointed to find that Viscount Fox did not seem to be at today's meeting?

…

"Quiet!"

“Bang, bang, bang!”

"Quiet!"

At the conference table, the "Speaker", the meeting host sent by London, banged the gavel in his hand. Now that everyone is here, let's start the meeting!

…

With his chin supported by his left hand, Alan listened in a daze as the surroundings gradually quieted down, just like he did when he was in school. As the meeting officially began, the noise slowly rose again, and then became louder and louder, until it made him unable to sleep!

He looked at his watch. It had been almost two hours since he arrived at the meeting room. Just over a broken road, this group of people had been arguing for two hours and still hadn't reached a conclusion.

…

"Bang!"

"Shut up, damn it!"

This was the first time Alan had such a meeting, and he almost doubted his life. He came here early in the morning just to listen to these people quarreling?

No wonder my dad was always in a bad mood every time he came to a meeting before. Now he can empathize with him.

"It's just a broken road. If you have money, you can repair it. If you don't have money, don't repair it. What are you arguing about? You two old guys are making such a fuss. If you keep arguing, get out!"

Alan grabbed the book in his hand and slammed it on the table. After the noise attracted everyone's attention, he pointed at the two "congressmen" who were arguing and started cursing.

Following Alan's scolding, the entire conference hall fell silent. Some people who were looking forward to the new earl making another big news, such as beating up a congressman in public.

The two congressmen who were scolded by Allen stared at him blankly, not even daring to explain.

This is the first time that Alan has attended such a meeting. These old hands have not figured out his temper yet. Who knows if he will be as violent as the old earl, who will beat people up if he doesn't like them?

If you go against this kind of tough guy, all the beatings you get will be in vain.

The "Speaker" from London looked at Alan, curled his lips, and didn't care about what was happening in the audience, just letting them stand there in awkwardness.

"You! Stop looking, it's you! Come here!"

Seeing that the two cowards dared not speak, Alan curled his lips and did not have the energy to care about them. He glanced at the conference table below and stared at the nameplate on the table in front of a person for a long time before he was sure that this person was the one in charge of money. He hooked his finger at him and asked him to come over like he was calling a waiter.

…

The congressman called by Allen... who was the financial commissioner, first pointed at himself, and then, with Allen's confirming look, he slowly walked to the table in the first row of the audience.

This oval-shaped conference table is high off the ground and arranged upward in a stepped manner. The financial specialist stood in front of Allen's table with his chest just level with the table.

"Your Excellency, do you have any suggestions?"

…

Alan opened the book and pulled out a folded piece of draft paper. After unfolding the paper and scanning the content to make sure it was correct, he threw it to the financial specialist in front of him and said, "Look carefully, this is the money needed to update the equipment of the hospital in Carmarthen Town next year. Now... there is still half a month before Christmas. After Christmas, if I don't see this money arrive..."

After opening his right hand and making a twisting gesture, Alan continued in a low voice: "If I don't see the money, I will twist your head off and kick it like a ball!"

…

The financial specialist looked at the manuscript paper in his hand, which listed more than a dozen types of testing equipment, with a total value of more than 200,000 pounds!

The entire town of Carmarthen is just a small town slightly larger than a village. Does a town hospital need so many testing equipment?

Is this reasonable?

Who are you confused about?

And along with the friendly threat from the Earl came to my ears.

This doubt was quickly denied by the financial commissioner himself. The town of Carmarthen is adjacent to the Earl's estate, so it is completely reasonable for the hospital to have a few more testing equipment!

Anyway, the money belongs to the taxpayers, it should be used for the people...