"Old Gu, are you...busy in March?"

"???"

In the study, Gustav casually looked at the exhibits on Allen's bookshelf, and looked at the large yellow object lying on the ground with some envy from the corner of his eye.

It was estimated to be at least two meters long and weighed two or three hundred kilograms. Although it was lazily sleeping on the ground with its eyes closed, but...

Such a big tiger, who knows when it will suddenly wake up and attack people?

…

"What are you busy with? Not busy..."

"So... do me a small favor?"

"you say……"

"Help me arrange for someone to visit you in Sweden."

"Um?"

Hearing this strange request, Gustav turned his head instantly and looked at Allen with a calm expression.

"Whom to invite?"

"You know the King of Qatar, right? Invite him."

"???"

Gustav didn't believe that Sweden was invited to visit a king from the Middle East at such a late hour without some trickery.

"We in Sweden are a neutral country. I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the Middle East."

“Tsk…”

This is too polite.

Alan stared at Gustav's eyes for a long time. This old guy might not be very capable, but he was smart and not easy to fool.

…

"Why did you ask me to invite him? Is there something wrong?"

Seeing that Alan didn't speak for a long time, Gustav deliberately walked around, bypassed Dawang who was lying on the ground, and went to the other side of the desk and sat down.

"Um……"

It was a very uncomfortable feeling to have to shoot the arrow on the string, but on Qatar side, there were the oil fields that Moza promised him, and Allen was reluctant to give up.

After thinking about it, he really couldn't find a suitable excuse to lure out the old King of Qatar for the time being, so... Gustav's side was very critical, but seeing how vigilant he was, if he didn't tell him anything, the old guy would definitely not fall for it.

So... only by showing enough sincerity can you gain the help of this old guy.

…

"I want you to help me invite the King of Qatar. One week is enough. Tell me, what do you need me to do so you can help me?"

Gustav looked at Alan in surprise, as he said this so bluntly.

"Your home is so empty... It seems like something is missing."

“…”

Hearing Gustav's tone, Allen knew what he wanted to say, which was to bring up the old matter again.

"You and Madeline have been together for a while now, and I see that you get along very well. Why...? Do you think my daughter is not good enough for you?"

"no……"

"What is that?"

…

Alan hated this feeling, but think about it... Madeline is growing up now and looks pretty good.

But this feeling of being taken out by others with a hint of "force" is really unpleasant.

Perhaps seeing the resistance on Allen's face, Gustav softened his tone and asked, "Do you know Yulenhamma?"

"Him? Isn't he the president of Volvo?"

"Yes, that's him!"

Gustave paused.

Before this year, Ullenhamma was the most prestigious person in Sweden, even higher than Gustav.

The Volvo Group's current position in Sweden is roughly equivalent to Samsung's position in South Korea in a few decades.

By analogy, one can imagine the current status of Volvo's president in Sweden.

"At the end of last year, Ullenhammer took the initiative to tear up the cooperation plan between Volvo and France, which caused the group to suffer heavy losses. Now a large number of people are criticizing his decision-making for making a major mistake. The Volvo Group is now at the center of the storm. They are having a hard time. They are more determined to abandon some non-performing assets."

"???"

Alan didn't know why Gustav mentioned this to him. He and that Yulenhamma had no connection at all. They were almost not from the same world.

Gustav raised his chin complacently and pointed at himself, saying, "I met him at a Christmas party some time ago and expressed my desire to help him share some of the burden. Yulenham was very grateful to me. As I told you before, Volvo's small car division has not only reduced its price, but also has a better loan policy."

After stopping to take a breath, Gustav looked into Alan's eyes and said sincerely, "Alan, it's not that I won't help you. There are some things... especially those in sensitive areas. Only a family can help each other without worry, don't you think?"

"yes……"

"Then...if I use Volvo's car division to get it with an interest-free long-term loan, and you only need to give me a name, are you willing? This will be my daughter's dowry. As long as you nod, these are all yours, and you don't have to rush to pay back the money. Moreover...from now on, we are a family. I believe you know more about our Swedish royal family's affairs than I do, and I can't threaten you. On the contrary...as an old guy, I believe that I can still help you with some things in certain situations."

“…”

Alan looked at Gustav. He was not the indecisive type. He would find a wife sooner or later. Now that things had come to this, it was not impossible.

Although Alan had to take out a loan in order to acquire Volvo's car division, this kind of opportunity at an insider price is something most people would never get in their lifetime. If he manages it well in the future, the income will still be considerable.

The oil fields in Qatar are not common. If we miss this opportunity and break our promise, it will be difficult to get good opportunities like this in the future.

He stretched out his right hand in front of Gustav and said, "Okay, then it's settled, Old Gu!"

"Um?"

Gustav curled his lips, somewhat dissatisfied with the name Alan gave him.

"father in law!"

"Haha, great! When do you want me to invite him? Make the plan and leave it to me!"

Gustav seemed very happy about Allen's address and shook Allen's right hand tightly.

…

At the beginning of February, Alan was preparing to write a review for the new month.

Xiao Shitou pushed open the study door and looked cautiously at Alan who was scratching his ears.

A self-review letter must be written every month, and each time it must be different. This... is too difficult for my young master!

But this year, the young master seems to have bad luck and troubles keep coming to him.

"Master... I just received an imperial order from His Majesty."

"Hmm? Your Majesty, did you see that I was sincere in admitting my mistakes and released me from the ban early?"

When Alan heard the word "imperial order", he suddenly perked up. Could it be that the old lady had lifted the restrictions on her after seeing that he had been very sincere in admitting his mistakes over the past two months?

"Uh...see for yourself."

Xiao Shitou handed Alan a gold-stamped envelope. The contents of the envelope...he couldn't describe it.

“…”

Seeing Xiao Shitou's expression, Alan had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, he took the envelope and opened it.

It contained no royal decree at all, but a handwritten letter from the Queen.

At first it was fine, I was just concerned about whether he had repented during these days of house arrest.

Then the topic changed and he talked about the Marlborough family massacre that happened some time ago.

"You can't do the right things, but you are always the one who does the bad things!"

After reading this, Alan was almost furious. How could he be involved in every bad thing?

ah?!

But below the letter, there was an investigation report, which contained evidence about how Allen instigated Duke James to commit murder.

Looking at some of the things inside, Alan was speechless.

He just...at most provided "a little convenience" to James. Can the rest be blamed on him?

It wasn't him who forced James to kill? !

But the Queen determined that Allen played a role in fueling the murder of the Duke of Marlborough's family, so... his ban was extended for another year!

In other words, if Allen wanted to resume his truly free life, he would have to wait until August 1997 at least.

“Bang!”

In front of Xiao Shitou, Alan held back the dirty words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He looked at the Queen's letter and was still very angry. What did this have to do with him?

This is truly an unprovoked disaster.

"Anything else?"

Looking at Xiao Shitou who hadn't left yet, Alan's tone was a little cold.

"Uh... Master, there is one more thing."

"explain!"

"Last year's financial report came out, and we discovered a small situation."

Seeing Alan's extremely bad look, as if he would explode at any time, Little Stone took the initiative to explain: "Master, we now have a central kitchen, so we have more detailed data on the statistics of catering finances. We compared Saizeriya's financial reports last year and the year before, and found that there are some discrepancies with our current data."

"Um?"

Alan was stunned. Saizeriya... Isn't this the restaurant chain in the island country that he invested in? He never worried about this side, but he kept sending people there. If he remembered correctly, Saizeriya's stores in the island country were already saturated. Now the main development direction is China, and it seems that dozens of new stores have been opened.

"Tell me more about it."

…

It turns out that since Allen set up a central kitchen model last year and began a unified allocation system for pre-prepared ingredients, the catering industries under his control can not only save a lot of workers' work, but also save costs and increase turnover rates.

This would have been a good thing, but Saizeriya has always been doing this. The difference this time is just that the central kitchen system that originally belonged to Saizeriya has been expanded and directly managed.

But once this happened, many problems emerged.

For example, in the past, Alan had let Saizeriya use its annual profits to expand new stores, which meant that he did not distribute much dividends, even though the assets had been accumulated in the early stages.

However, with the direct central kitchen model, the accounts here are equivalent to being separated from Saizeriya. When comparing last year's financial report with the accounts reported by Saizeriya in the past, the data on both sides did not match.

Theoretically speaking, Saizeriya is expanding every year. Even if Allen does not distribute dividends, Saizeriya's use of these pre-prepared meals should continue to rise, and the usage will only go up, not down. Moreover, the usage in the previous year must be higher than last year. After all, some stores are added every year, so there will definitely be more.

However, in last year's financial report, the central kitchen delivery volume, which was counted separately, was actually less than the volume before the previous year.

What is the problem?

When there are fewer stores, the amount used is greater than when there are more stores?

The key point is that in this way, the total profit will not be right!

After eliminating all possibilities, only the latter one remains. Before the Saizeriya Central Kitchen was separated, there was a problem with the accounting!

…

Alan was so angry when he read the information. The Japanese people were really untrustworthy!

"Have the father and son come to Wales in person to report to me on last year's financial situation. I give them three days to appear before me. Go and give them a notice!"

"in addition……"

Alan glanced at Xiao Shitou and said, "Are you ready for what's happening in Qatar?"

"Master, everyone is ready."

"Then you will be in charge this time, but..."

Alan felt uneasy when he thought that his confinement would be extended for another year. During this period of time, he would not be able to visit some places in person.

In addition to the little tricks played by the Japanese father and son just now, Alan now hates these people as well.

He felt that he was sometimes too kind!

Some people will mistake the generosity and kindness of big shots towards them as the big shots being soft-hearted and kind-hearted, and then they will self-righteously do some petty tricks.

They will not be grateful to the big guys for giving them opportunities, they will just think that this is what they deserve.

…

"Among Moza's children, is the oldest one almost an adult?"

"The eldest prince? I think so... I haven't paid much attention to her, but she got married early, probably only in the past one or two years."

Alan nodded, looked at Little Stone and said sinisterly: "After the plan is completed, you arrange for a 'king's confidant' to assassinate her. Use some special means, such as changing the type of bullet. Don't kill her directly, but don't let her have an easy time either. Moza is a woman with great ambitions. I can't leave for the past few years. In order to prevent her from becoming powerful in the future, let her live a few years less. It will not be in vain for our friendship."

Little Stone lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "I understand, Master. Then I..."

"You should leave in the next two days and go there in advance to make preparations."

"yes!"

…

Three days later, an Emirates Boeing 747 slowly landed at Cardiff International Airport in Wales.

Li Zairong walked off the plane with a rosy face.

He learned his lesson this year, and as soon as last year's financial report came out, he came to Wales in person to report to Alan.

He definitely did not come here just to read the latest news about Prime Minister Major in the newspaper. Everything came out of his heartfelt respect for Sir Allen!

Of course...the fact that Prime Minister Major was the first to resign from his position in the Conservative Party in early February still had a little impact on him.

After all, he was the Prime Minister of Great Britain. He had a formal competition with that person, but he was defeated in just over half a month. His end was so miserable...

As for the widely circulated education reform draft, no one has mentioned it now. At present, the draft has been preliminarily shelved. No one dares to talk about this issue. After all... whoever talks about it will indirectly confront the Welsh man. If he is pushed to the limit, it will be unnecessary...

…

"Eh? Sir Hut, hello, hello, you actually came to pick me up in person... really..."

Li Zairong took a few steps before he saw the person who had just got off the car to greet him. Unexpectedly, it was Sir Hutt, the old butler of the Hill family!

After jogging two steps, Li Zairong bent down, stretched out his hands, shook Hut's right hand, and looked flattered.