Only one place can be confirmed!
I see. Just choose one out of the five. Now that Hughes has been so considerate in bringing the information here, Alan will definitely choose the one with the greatest value. And...
Even if he doesn't sell them outside, he can still use these things now, for example, sell them to Gambians?
Don’t worry if you don’t have money, develop medical loans immediately!
…
Alan picked up the pharmaceutical factory's information and put it away separately without leaving any trace, then picked up several other categories of information to check.
These do not involve industries, but rather some supply channels and the like.
These things are of no use to him. As long as he does not choose the other factories in Fox, these channels will not be used. As for selling drugs, Allen also has his own channels.
Putting down the documents and seeing that he had only gotten one factory in total, Alan cast his expectant gaze towards Hughes again.
…
“…”
"Sir... this is some stolen money as compensation to you. There is also some cash in the car."
Alan took the file bag that Hughes handed to him again and opened it.
"this……"
The thing that appeared in Allen's hand looked familiar to him.
Isn’t this the “hush money stolen goods” that he asked Huth to give to Butler Capel some time ago?
How come it went around in a circle and finally came back to my hands?
…
Meeting Alan's gaze, Hughes blinked and shrugged.
There was no other way. He could have brought all the money in cash, but... someone had told him in advance that he must give these bills to Allen, so he had no choice but to do so.
"Okay... Thank you for the trip. Just hand over the remaining things."
Thinking back to what Hughes had just said about his business trip to America, and thinking back to what Charles had told him at the Christmas dinner about Fox being out of business, and combining this with the things that finally came back to him, Alan had roughly understood what this meant.
Charles doesn't want Allen's money, nor does he want hush money!
How could a man as proud as he be take money from a loyal minister?
It was just that these bills needed to be investigated, and in the end they returned to Allen's hands in this way, with a little more cash.
After sending Hughes away, Alan rang the bell, looked at the maid who opened the door and asked, "Is Meryl still getting her beauty treatment?"
"Yes, Master..."
"Go call her and ask her to change into something um... more sexy. Tell her that I'm feeling a bit irritable right now and ask her to come over quickly!"
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Charles's approach made Alan blush. He didn't know if Charles deliberately pointed out his mistake, but the way this "hush money" remained intact and went around and came back again made him feel like he was being treated like a child. Did he act like he valued these pounds?
Even if I gave it all to Charles, what would happen? !
Is it necessary to do this?!
Alan was very unhappy and needed to vent his anger.
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Beaconsfield, Buckinghamshire.
It is an hour's drive from London. The most famous thing in the town is a school built with official approval.
National Film and Television School of Great Britain.
The academy was established in 1971 and has been in existence for sixteen years. Although it is a rising star among the British film and television industry academies.
But the college itself is extremely strong.
Whether it is hardware or software, we are among the best in the whole of Britain.
Today, it consistently ranks among the top 15 film and television academies in the world.
The faculty of the academy are all experts and masters selected from the entire British film and television field to teach.
And the hardware...
They have their own film and television studios.
In short, it can be summed up in two words - arrogant!
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January 27, 3pm.
In the parking lot of the National Film and Television School, Patrice Carmen, as usual, walked with steady steps and greeted every student who saw him and nodded to him.
He looked a little serious in a black suit, and his silver hair was combed clearly. Even after a whole day of work, his hairstyle remained tidy.
Approaching his car, Patrice took out his car keys in advance and suddenly found that there was another car parked next to his car.
Look at the car logo...
It’s a Bentley, which is my favorite luxury car but I can’t afford it yet.
When Patrice looked at the Bentley, the window of the Bentley slowly lowered. The driver on the right side of the driving seat leaned over to look at him and asked in confusion, "Patrice Carmen?"
"It's me."
"Well, get in the car. Sir Hutt wants to consult you on some issues."
"???"
Patrice was a little confused. No one would be so stupid as to get in the car if they were greeted like this in the parking lot. What if it was a bad guy?
Although he was just an old man, there was nothing for anyone to remember him for.
Just as he was about to refuse, Patrice was suddenly stunned again. He seemed to have just heard a word, "Sir?"
Patrice took two steps closer to the Bentley and saw an inconspicuous little logo on the B-pillar between the two doors. This kind of thing is the family crest of the nobility. It is not obvious, but as long as it is there, it is likely to be real.
Moreover, this logo looked somewhat familiar to him. He must have seen it before!
…
Patrice gently opened the back door and saw a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance sitting in the back seat at first glance.
"I'm sorry to invite you in this way, but there are too many children around here. Can we get in the car and chat?"
Hut smiled at Patrice who opened the car door and explained.
“It’s my pleasure!”
Patrice imitated the etiquette he had seen on TV, saluted by touching his chest slightly, then carefully got into the car, closed the door, and glanced at the middle-aged man who was speaking. When his eyes fell on the other's left chest, he saw something very familiar - a medal!
Nobles are a rarer group than celebrities. For fans, knowing the celebrities' travel arrangements in advance, going to concerts, picking them up at the airport, etc., can also give them a chance to get close to them.
The nobles were generally very low-key, and ordinary civilians rarely saw many of them throughout the year. Unless they were lucky enough to run into one or two lords, that was already considered very rare. As for the bigger ones...
Only seen on TV.
And now, the person who appeared before him was a real lord, and he came to see him!
Patrice felt a little excited and expectant.
…
"Mr. Patrice, I wonder if you have ever heard of the Hill family?"
"The Hill family?"
Patrice frowned slightly, sounding somewhat impressed.
Although he is not a noble, Patrice is extremely yearning for nobility. When he was young, he played the role of a nobleman in some film and television works. He has some research on the general information of some nobles.
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Seeing that Patrice was a little confused, Hut reminded him again: "My master's fiefdom is in Wales, Carmarthenshire."
"!!!"
Patrice's eyes widened slightly, and he blurted out: "Earl of Carmarthen?!"
…
"Haha...it seems that you have done some research in this area. Now there is an opportunity. I wonder if you are willing to work for His Excellency the Earl of Carmarthen?"
Hut was very satisfied with Patrice's reaction. Who among ordinary people would remember such things?
If he doesn't yearn for it, how could he care so much about it?