As the pace got faster and faster, Allen's eyes became a little dazed. The pace on the court was not fast, but the pace in the box was fast.

There were a few knocks on the door, but when there was no response, the knocks became more intense.

"Master?!"

"What are you knocking for? Wait a minute!"

Alan couldn't hold it back any longer. The knock on the door sounded like his alarm clock in the morning. The more it knocked, the more irritated he became. He responded by scolding and then looked down at Tia Leoni. Doctor Tia was a good doctor and the Nuan Ding was very effective and worked immediately!

Looking at the little suspender skirt she was wearing, only at this moment could Alan realize how great the invention of the skirt was, especially this little skirt.

Only when you use it, you will realize how advanced the ideas of our predecessors were. This short skirt is really convenient!

With just a turn, you don't even need to lift it up, just gently push it to the side and you will reach the secluded path.

Master Allen is a man of particular tastes. He may play and joke around, but he usually doesn't do anything for free. Since the other person has brought him enough emotional value, he might as well give her some film and television resources. This is not difficult for him at all. In this way, no one owes anyone anything.

…

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, Alan's voice calling for people was heard in the box. Xiao Shitou then dared to push the door and go in. He did not come in directly, but just showed his head and glanced inside secretly. He saw his young master slumped on the sofa with his hands on his back, a cigarette in his mouth, and his face... seemed a little tired.

Next to the young master, on the ground, that... Ms. Tia was squatting on the ground wiping something with toilet paper.

After a quick glance to make sure that the situation was clear, Little Stone tiptoed to Allen's side, bent down and whispered, "Master, His Majesty Gustav is watching the game in the box not far away. He heard that you are here and wants to come over. What do you think?"

"?"

Alan tilted his head weakly and looked at Xiao Shitou. How could he meet Gustav while watching a game in Los Angeles?

Why is this old guy here?

Glancing at Tia Leoni who was squatting on the ground mopping the floor, Allen nudged her with his foot and said, "Wait for me in the lounge next door. A friend of mine will be here soon."

"Go and ask him to come over, and take Ms. Tia to rest."

"OK!"

Xiao Shitou waited for Tia Leoni to stand up, then he could see clearly that her head was almost soaked, her bangs were stuck to her forehead, her face was flushed, her eyes were almost out of focus, and she walked a little unsteadily.

He quickly reached out and carefully supported Tia Leoni's arm, and then Xiao Shitou helped her to the lounge next to her.

…

"Hahaha! You didn't expect to meet me here, did you? If I hadn't seen your housekeeper, I wouldn't have known you were here. When did you get here?"

Gustav staggered into the box. The old guy was wearing a beach short-sleeved top, large shorts, and a pair of leather sandals. The key point was... when he wore the sandals, he also wore a pair of white socks underneath.

As expected of a man with a German wife, he has the habit of wearing socks with sandals. In this world... only Germans like to dress like this, right?

Alan moved aside with some disgust and motioned for Gustav to sit down and talk.

"I just arrived last night."

…

Looking at Alan's weak appearance, Gustav's nose twitched, and he smelled that there seemed to be something wrong with the smell in the private room!

When Gustav thought about what Alan was doing here before he came over, he felt disgusted and really wanted to stand up and leave.

However... seeing that Alan knew to ask people to leave and to be cautious, Gustav could only accept it.

…

"Why are you everywhere? Are you following me?"

Alan made a joke. He was in sage time right now... He didn't feel like doing anything and just wanted to be quiet for a while.

"Fuck! We had a match against Sweden yesterday, and we came in third! I was invited to watch the game!"

"Tsk... you're only third, what's there to brag about?"

"It's better than not even being able to enter the finals in some places, right?"

Gustav is now confident. The Swedish team has done well this year. Yesterday, in this stadium, the Swedish team defeated Bulgaria 4-0 and won the third place.

“…”

Allen had no way of responding to this. The England team did not perform well in this World Cup, so what could he do?

"What do you want from me? Tell me now!"

When faced with something that cannot be refuted, Allen is ready to cheat.

"Tsk... I was just about to contact you..."

"Your two children are fine, very good. Nothing is wrong. Don't worry!"

Allen thought that Gustav was concerned about the children, especially his beloved son, so before Gustav could finish his words, he told him about the situation of the two children.

"That's not it!"

Gustav imitated what Alan had done before and put his hand on Alan's shoulder.

Originally, he wanted to tease Allen with this matter, or in other words, he wanted to take the initiative, but Allen was in such a bad state now that he didn't know how to actively arouse Allen's interest.

"Um...my car, the custom Bentley you gave me, is it ready?"

Thinking about this, Gustav had an idea and decided to steer the topic towards cars.

"Hmm? Hasn't it been delivered to you yet?"

Alan was a little surprised. Although he didn't know much about cars, even if it was custom-made, with Gustav's status and Alan's special instructions, the factory would definitely give top priority to him. It has been more than half a year, so it should be ready.

"Little Stone, come in!"

Thinking of this, Alan called out to Xiao Shitou who was on duty outside the door.

…

After Xiao Shitou came in, Alan asked in a low voice about Gustav's customized car.

After listening to Alan's question, Little Stone glanced at Gustav next to Alan, organized his words, and whispered vaguely: "Master, have you forgotten? Some time ago...didn't you call the designers to your home and ask them to help you develop a new custom car? Maybe it was delayed because of this?"

"ah?"

After all this trouble, it turns out this is the reason?

Allen coughed awkwardly and waved his hand to signal Little Stone to go out first. After the door was closed, he was about to speak when Gustav exerted force on his hand, shook Allen's shoulder and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry. It seems that the production capacity of this factory in your hands is not very good, hahaha."

"Well... they are all handicraft workshops with not many people in total. When we acquired them, one factor was the brand value, another was the various equipment and debts, and there was also the issue of relocating some of the old employees."

Allen didn't take it seriously. Cars like Bentley have not had good sales since Allen acquired it. It's not because they sell poorly, but because of the low production volume.

After relocating the factory and optimizing the staff, Bentley now basically does not share resources with Rolls-Royce. It develops independently in a small workshop with a pure handmade model, and takes the high-end route of customized luxury cars.

The brand is indeed high-end, and the quality control is also high-end, but the production is not good. You can't expect a group of old men and women to be diligent every day. It's good enough if they can go to work normally!

Sometimes Alan wondered, if they really built a fully automatic robot production line and the output increased, would the sales of such an expensive car be high?

Some things are high-end because of their class and scarcity. If they are everywhere, how can they still be high-end? Do you really think that there are rich people everywhere?

…

"Hey! When you bought Bentley, were you thinking about what kind of car you wanted and how to make it easier? Didn't you think about making money from them?"

Facing Gustav's curious gaze, Alan rolled his eyes. Isn't this nonsense?

Who doesn’t want to make money?

If he is really rich, wouldn't he want to acquire Volkswagen?

Putting aside the question of whether they are willing to sell or not, even if they are willing to sell and cooperate throughout the process, Allen does not have the financial resources to acquire Volkswagen. This thing costs tens or hundreds of billions of dollars. Who can afford it?

…

"At the time, I only had enough money to buy their car company, and I did it through connections."

At that time, there were some other reasons, but there was no need to explain them in detail to Gustav.

"Then you... I heard that you were short of money some time ago? Don't you want to make some money through this industry? Don't you have a lot of connections in China? Why don't you establish channels there and expand the market?"

Gustav patiently persuaded Alan and was ready to continue guiding him in this direction.

"China? Selling Bentleys?"

Alan did some calculations. It was 1994 now, and the employees in his factories, which were in coastal cities, earned three or four hundred yuan a month, which was already a lot.

With this per capita income, we can't expect them to buy a Bentley that costs at least hundreds of thousands of pounds...

How much fake wine can you drink to imagine this?

Yes, there are rich people in that place, and the first batch of people who went into the business did make money, but the proportion is extremely low!

Moreover, the mainland and Hong Kong are different. Allen still has channels in Hong Kong. If people there want to buy a car, they will definitely send someone to customize it. Bentley is now taking the high-end route. For this, Allen even specially allocated an old castle by the sea to them as their headquarters.

But if we expect people from the mainland to come here to order, or to open a store there...

Allen was having a hard time thinking about it. How many cars of this thing could be sold there in a year? Could it be sold in double digits?

If the input and output are not proportional, why should he do it?

It’s better to keep it as it is and not bother with it.

…

"Well, the current market there doesn't have that level of consumption. I have other factories there. As for Bentley, forget it."

Alan shook his head and lit up his cigarette again in annoyance.

"Then... can't you change your thinking? Since Bentley is high-end, can't you launch a low-end or mid-range brand? In such a large market, even if only one person out of every thousand buys a car, the annual sales volume would be considerable, right? I heard that Volkswagen has officially cooperated with them, and their sub-brand Audi is said to be selling very well, and they are making a lot of money there. There is also a brand in our country that opened a store there this year, but they have not been doing well in recent years and are about to collapse."

Alan looked at Gustav suspiciously, he always felt that something was wrong with the old guy today. Alan, who always liked to cheat people, was still very sensitive in this regard. He could cheat others, but he didn't like others to cheat him!

…

Seeing that even at this point, Allen still didn't fall for it, and Gustav's back teeth were almost broken.

Shaking Ai's shoulders fiercely, Gustav said fiercely, as if squeezing out his teeth: "There is a group in our area that is planning to sell their car business. The price is very favorable. Are you interested?"

"Um?"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Humph, aren't you short of money? Selling cars makes a lot of money, and you happen to have connections there, guarding such a big market. As long as you have this car company, the money... can't it just come by waving your hand?!"

Alan's eyes widened when he heard Gustav's idiotic words. Who told you that money will come just by waving your hand?

He had been cheating and deceiving people for so many years and felt that money was too difficult to make. Even robbing was very tiring. But when it came to Gustav, making money was so easy.

After looking him up and down, Alan asked a soul-searching question.

"It's so profitable... why don't you take it over yourself?"

"Why?!"

The smile on Gustav's face suddenly froze when he heard this.

Your kindness is taken for granted!

"Can I be the same as you? I'm doing this for you. Have you forgotten last Christmas, when we..."

Gustav exerted force with his hands, trying to imitate Alan and pinch his shoulders, but he... pinched for a long time, and seeing that Alan had no reaction, he said with some frustration: "As for me, although I don't have much power, I can help you take them down, and you... just promise me that you will marry Madeline when the time comes."

"???"

If you had said it was for this, I would have understood.

Alan finally understood what Gustav meant, but he was a little unsure about this good thing, and he still had a hint of doubt.

If it really makes money, then according to normal thinking, why would people sell it?

Alan knows very well that there is no such thing as pie falling from the sky in this world. If there is... it only means that you haven't seen the pit ahead clearly yet!

"Which group are you talking about?"

"Volvo, have you heard of it?"

When Gustav talked about them, he raised his chin and looked a little proud. This is a national-level enterprise in Sweden!

"Volvo?!"

Alan frowned even deeper, he knew this group, but their car business, especially small cars, seemed to be most famous for their safety factor, right?

They claim to have the lowest accident rate and it seems like they invented the seat belts in cars, but... their car sales in China don't seem to be very good.

Allen doesn't think that such a car company will be able to suddenly see a surge in sales once it falls into his hands?

This is just a joke.

Besides...don't think Gustav said it lightly. Even if it is a small automobile business unit under Volvo, it won't be cheap to buy this thing, right?