Thinking of this, Alan still felt that something was missing.

It is not enough for a TV station to have these alone. It needs to have a flagship program that can be justified to the outside world.

A TV station may not be able to scale as a whole, which is a problem of funding and development, but it cannot have all its programs failing, which is a problem of capability!

Today's TV programs are categorized in great detail. If you like sports, there's Sky TV. If you like news, there are various BBC channels. Even if you like to watch indecent programs, there are adult channels. Whatever you want is available.

Among so many competitors, it is impossible to compete for the first place. It costs too much, and Allen is not interested in spending so much energy on this.

But without any distinctive features, the TV station couldn't achieve the effect he wanted.

He wanted a small TV station, the kind that seemed to be neither hot nor cold and had no big-budget programs. It didn't seem to make much money, but it wouldn't go bankrupt and could sustain itself. However, it had to have a punchy program that he could show off from time to time to demonstrate its presence.

Such a program must be serious. It can take some crooked approaches, but it cannot be the main focus.

If we follow this line of thought, such a program...

How about an interview show?

Invite some celebrities from all over the world to come and do a talk show or something?

Alan frowned, and just as he was about to come up with an idea, a soft music sounded in the study. It was the doorbell.

Alan reached out and pressed the switch, and the study door unlocked with a click.

This is much more convenient than before when he had to say "come in".

…

The butler in uniform pushed the dining cart to Alan's desk and first brought the largest dessert stand to the table.

Even though Alan doesn't usually like to eat these snacks, he has to have them, even if it's just for the sake of looking at them. It wouldn't be a waste if it were wasted.

Today's afternoon tea is a pot of brewed Pu'er tea.

Along with this pot, there is also a pot of iced lemon tea, one cold and one hot.

At the end, the butler brought down a plate of meatballs.

Xiao Huang, who was sleeping nearby, was startled when he heard the peculiar sound of the silver plate with meatballs touching the desk. His big head suddenly turned 180 degrees and stood up, staring at the plate that the butler had just put down with his brown eyes.

After the food was served, Alan nodded, and the butler put his left hand on his chest and saluted, then pushed the food cart out.

…

Reaching out to take a meatball, Xiao Huang stood up impatiently, and fluttered his wings on the desk.

"Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know how to do!"

Remembering what Boss Cha liked to say to him, Alan brought it up to Xiao Huang, but Xiao Huang didn't understand and just stared at the meatballs intently.

It has been eating this thing since it was a child, and it has become so accustomed to it that it rarely eats anything from outside, unless it will peck at it a few times out of curiosity.

I waved the meatball in front of Xiao Huang's eyes a few times. This thing won't eat anything it doesn't move, so if you want to feed it, you have to wave the thing in front of it.

After teasing Xiao Huang, Alan suddenly threw the meatball in his hand to the ground and let Xiao Huang chase it by himself. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and continued to think about the TV station.

…

There aren't many options for organizing a show like this. Alan drank his tea and subconsciously took a piece of dessert with his right hand. Looking at the dessert in his hand, he thought of the Queen's joke about whether to spread butter or jam first.

Alan didn't like butter, so he just spread jam on it. While spreading the jam, his eyes naturally fell on the Chinese products on the table.

A relatively iconic program just suddenly popped into Allen's mind.

Spring Festival Gala!

Why?

Can the Welsh TV station imitate this pattern and make a British version of the Spring Festival Gala?

Thinking of this, Alan didn't bother to spread the jam. He just stuffed the snack into his mouth and finished it in one bite.

In Britain, it can’t be called the Spring Festival Gala, it has to be called the Christmas Gala.

Well...it seems like there really is a program like this.

Alan frowned. Even for someone like him who didn't watch TV programs often, he vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a similar program.

If I remember correctly, there is a regular program of the Royal Variety Show in Britain before Christmas.

Every year before Christmas, sometimes it is in November, sometimes it is in early December. Anyway, the time is not fixed, but we will always organize such a program before Christmas.

The most important thing is that those royal troupes will invite important members of the British royal family to attend the show.

They wanted to invite the Queen, but the Queen was so busy that she wouldn't attend their events for many years. Boss Cha would occasionally show up, but in most cases, it was Princess Anne or Prince Andrew who showed up.

Those who participated in this cultural performance were all specially selected elite teams from various royal performance troupes.

There are various royal troupes in the UK. In this regard, as long as a troupe is named after the royal family, its level will definitely not be low, not to mention this kind of art performance with several or even dozens of royal troupes combined.

Its high standards are impressive all over the world. This kind of royal art performance has been held since the beginning of the 20th century, that is, in 1919, and it has a history of several decades. During that time period, the ratings of this program basically dominate the ratings in the whole of Britain.

Even from other European countries, many viewers came to watch the show.

With such great examples in the past, one can imagine how difficult it is to create something in this field.

Thinking of this, Alan felt a bit of a headache. It was really discouraging to come up with an idea with great difficulty, only to turn around and find out that other people have been playing it for decades!

"Um……"

Looking at the little yellow dog that finished eating the meatballs and then jumped onto the table to peck his hand, Alan wiped his hands on its head and lit a cigarette.

Seeing Alan's action, Xiao Huang stopped bothering him. He jumped a few times in panic and stayed away from Alan.

Taking a puff of cigarette slowly, Alan was still unwilling to give up and thought about the details again.

Now, the "enemy" is the Royal Gala, which has a strong army, a long history, and connections with the royal family. It will definitely not work to force it.

We...

It's just Master Allen himself, he has a shabby Welsh TV station, two or three big cats and small cats, and he can't even get enough guns. Just looking at the data on paper, he is no match for the others.

If you want to take advantage of the situation, you have to try something different.

Although their royal cultural performance is famous and has a long history, the time of its holding is not fixed each year.

Besides, it also has its weaknesses. What is a cultural and artistic performance?

This is a performance, but it is not an orthodox evening party. When it was first held, it was targeted at different groups of people. It was originally aimed at members of the royal family, and later ordinary people were able to see it only thanks to the television broadcast.

In this case, what if I organize a formal party for everyone?

Alan blinked and thought about what Boss Cha said when he met him a few days ago, that he would go to Australia early next year.

The situation at this time is somewhat delicate. Australia and America are flirting with each other. How can Boss Cha not be anxious when he sees that his young daughter is about to be seduced away by that unsophisticated upstart?

Why didn't he go to Australia Day before?

Isn't that idle? Why is it called National Day? Why do we celebrate it? Don't you have any idea?

Isn't it because the British people left that people are celebrating?

This is just like when the Japanese people sang and danced and celebrated the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. Putting aside their stance, aren't they mentally ill?

Even such a strong-willed boss as Cha has to attend Australia's National Day and give a speech on such an occasion. There is something wrong with the situation.

In this situation, can Master Allen get involved in this?

On the left, the upstart is trying to win over Australia first, and on the right, Boss Cha wants to highlight his presence.

Alan is caught in the middle, does he have any choice?

Of course I fully support Boss Cha. Don’t you like to make yourself felt and win people’s hearts?

Alan is very familiar with this!

Then he would organize a Christmas party to help Boss Cha.

Who to party with?

Of course, it is the many colonies of Britain, that is, the countries in the Commonwealth!

Alan has been to some places over the years and has some connections. Plus, he can use the name Cha as his boss and pretend to be powerful. As long as he wants to do something, he can still do it.

For example... organize a party with the purpose of performing for the Crown Prince.

When the time comes, India will form an acrobatic troupe and perform their signature acrobatics of carrying dozens of people on a motorcycle.

Australia formed a team and asked the natives to perform some primitive dances.

Canada sent out a cavalry team to form a formation to investigate Boss Cha.

Gambia…find some black guys and perform a cannibal act.

Over in Hong Kong, please invite some celebrities to have a chorus for Boss Cha to liven things up.

Just swipe and the show will appear, right?

Isn't this an advantage over those royal troupes that only perform serious shows?

You guys perform for the Queen, and I, Alan, organize a party for the Crown Prince. We successfully avoid each other. Is that okay?

As for the funding issue...

Are you kidding? Such an "international" evening party does not require any funding. The fact that he allows you to perform a show already shows that Master Allen thinks highly of you. They should give Allen money, not Allen giving them money!

I really don’t have any money…

Can't we find some female public relations people to come to Wales in person to plead for Master Allen, show some sincerity, and have an in-depth communication?

During this process, Allen can also serve as the chief director and supervise everyone involved in the program.

You can communicate with those beautiful female stars and actresses and get to know each other.

Alan is very good at this!

In this way, the show was done, the TV station's finale was also had, Alan could still have fun, Boss Cha could help him, and finally he could also give the Queen some eye drops to prove that he, Master Alan, was not completely useless, and he was still very good at organizing cultural activities.

I just don't know whether the Queen will like what Alan is doing in the name of investigating the boss...

If that doesn't work, he has a killer move.

By then, he can trick his boss into investigating and visit the overseas troops to express his condolences.

Take some clips!

For example... the British troops stationed in Gibraltar said Merry Christmas to the Queen and to all the British people, and then did some tear-jerking things, saying that they missed home, but for the sake of the Queen and the empire, we are not afraid of hardship or fatigue, and we are still fighting on the front line.

After taking pictures of the garrison, you can also take pictures of those on the warships, and even people from other federal countries.

When the time comes, we can invite Boss Cha to Wales to watch the evening party together and show a scene of harmony between the king and his subjects.

By the way, I would like to wish a Merry Christmas to the Queen who is far away in London.

Just tell me if it tastes like that!

In this way, he can fool Boss Cha and the Queen, and Alan can also use the connections to build relationships, gain exposure, and make money. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone?

This TV program has great potential!

After a few years of regular scheduling, this will become a large-scale stage facing the entire Commonwealth!

Those relatively poor and underdeveloped federal countries can use this stage to showcase their countries, just like an expo. They can all show their faces, make themselves familiar to Boss Cha, and pay tribute to Master Allen, and the money will come.

Thinking of this, Alan put out his cigarette fiercely and decided to do it this way. It was already August and there were only a little more than four months left until Christmas. He should perfect the plan first, do it quietly, and not make it public. He should make the preliminary budget well, and when he comes back from Sweden, he will give Boss Cha a surprise!

By that time, when Alan thought of him holding the yellow robe... no, holding an invitation letter, inviting Boss Cha to go on a trip together and shoot a segment overseas, given Boss Cha's character, he should be very touched, right?

…

“Alan!”

"Haha, we meet again, huh?"

As soon as he got off the plane, Alan looked at the Crown Princess, Victoria, standing behind Bertil with some surprise.

Why would she come to pick me up at the airport?

To be honest, Alan was not very fond of her, mainly because... she was too ugly!

That big mouth looks like a catfish spirit, or even uglier than a catfish spirit. It must be an Ankang fish spirit.

The big mouth is the most eye-catching part of the whole face. At first glance... it looks like a female version of Fat Tiger.

Imagine a scene where a fat tiger dressed in a feminine way stands there, looking at you shyly and lovingly...

Tsk tsk tsk…

I got goosebumps all over my body instantly.

I don't know who she looks like. Although Gustav was not handsome when he was young, he was not ugly either. The queen was not ugly either, just average. German women... you can see how fast they age, but the eldest of their children has inherited all the shortcomings of both of them.

Betty is not ugly, and is even a little handsome, but no matter how Allen looks at his sister, he just doesn't like her.

…

"Didn't expect me to come pick you up?"

Crown Princess Victoria watched Allen get off the plane. Before she could say anything, a smile subconsciously spread across her face and she greeted Allen enthusiastically.

"Your Highness is too polite. Just let Bertil come and pick me up."

As Allen spoke, he looked at Bertil with a puzzled look.

Bertil looked at Alan and blinked, then pointed at his sister, then at Alan, and finally pointed at a car and said, "My sister said that she is here to pick you up this time and wants to talk to you on the way. You two should take the same car."

"???"

Allen looked at this and was a little confused for a moment. What was going on? What was going on?