After coming up with a rough plan in a short time, Alan glanced at Patrice and said, "When Ceface comes over tomorrow, you will be his assistant and help him with the post-production of the film. Come to me if you have any questions."
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Alan, feeling relaxed after the massage, wanted to go back to the bedroom first, but after thinking about it, he unconsciously turned to the study.
Now that we have a preliminary plan, we need to consider some details.
People like him can't just buy a plane ticket and go wherever they want.
As a hereditary earl, although Alan's reputation is still not very obvious to the outside world, if he wants to go out, especially to an outlying island, such as his last trip to Gambia, he has to report in advance.
If you bring a bodyguard, especially one who carries a gun, you need to report it to the security department in advance and also get various certificates from the relevant departments.
It's quite troublesome.
Moreover, even if he went to Hong Kong, before that, he had to meet with the new Governor of Hong Kong or have a chat with him, and the two of them could communicate privately. He couldn't just go there stupidly.
What if the new Governor of Hong Kong doesn’t get along with him?
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Due to the British government’s inefficiency, there is no news about the new Governor of Hong Kong.
Alan wants to meet someone now but doesn't know who to find.
If he were in his place, with such slow work efficiency, he would have dragged out all the leaders of the relevant departments and chopped them off!
If it were an era when nobles were in power, who among the people below would dare to be so slow in doing things?
well?
Noble, Governor?
Alan paused, then quickened his pace, pushed open the door of the study, sat down at the desk, and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets looking for stationery.
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A long time ago, governors in various places were actually positions exclusive to the nobility, but this is a new era.
Traditional aristocrats simply could not sit on the position of governor, but the traditional rules passed down required that the governor must be an aristocrat.
So what should we do in this situation?
It's very simple. Great Britain has its own national conditions.
After selecting the civilian elites and confirming their appointment, you can ask the Queen to grant them the title on the spot!
Sir is also a title and a nobleman, and many governors now also follow this model.
Once he was confirmed to take office, he began to apply for the title.
Once the governor receives the title, he can take office, which is known as a one-stop service.
And this is what Alan is thinking about now. He doesn’t know who the new Governor of Hong Kong will be, but he can ask!
All knighthoods must be approved by the Queen. Alan didn't dare to ask the Queen directly, but he could ask - Charles!
The first batch of knighthoods at the beginning of the year have been issued. Just by asking who has recently applied for a special title, you can roughly determine who the new Governor of Hong Kong will be!
This is just the way of asking...
A phone call would be too direct. He couldn't just call Charles and say, "Your Highness, could you help me ask your mother if there's anyone she's going to knight recently?"
If Alan dared to ask this directly, I believe Charles would drag his 40-meter-long sword and come to Carmarthen to chop him down personally!
High-end eavesdropping methods often take the simplest approach.
Alan is going to write a letter.
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Dear Your Highness:
It has been over a month since our last Christmas Eve party.
I haven't seen you for such a long time. I miss you very much.
How are you feeling lately?
The weather in Wales has warmed up and the wild flowers all over the hills are very beautiful.
A few days ago, Hut personally hunted a hare for me, but I don’t like eating rabbits. Your Highness, can I personally hunt a few rabbits and pheasants for you?
Can you eat this kind of game in London?
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Having written this, Alan stopped writing and looked at the content. Although it was a bit corny, Charles didn't want others to write to him in this tone!
Picking up the pen, Alan added greetings to the princess and William. He talked about this and that before finally getting to the point.
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Your Highness, I have finished my recent film work and I want to go out for a walk to relax. I heard that Hong Kong in the East is very nice and I would like to go there for some fun after a while.
I'm here to report to you and ask Your Highness if there is anything you need. I'll bring it back to you when I come back.
in addition……
This is the first time I’ve been away from home so far, and I don’t know if the Governor of Hong Kong is easy to get along with. Will my going there cause trouble for his reception work?
Your loyal guard, Alan Hill.
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After checking for typos again, Alan finally picked up his private seal and stamped it at the end of the letter. He also rang the bell to notify the servants outside to call Hut.
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"Master? Are you still working so late?"
"Ah...you're here? Well, this is the letter I wrote to His Highness. Please help me seal it and send it to him tomorrow!"
Alan handed the letter directly to Huth.
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After taking the letter, Hut read it subconsciously.
The format was not a big problem, but as his eyes moved down, Hut's eyes widened instantly!
When will I personally go and hunt hares for the young master?
How come I don’t know?
Besides...
Is the Earl of Carmarthen so poor that he needs his butler to go hunting to make a living?
This is too tragically written.
Just look at Alan's letter.
The image of a loyal minister who guards the border for his monarch in a remote area has come to life on paper.
In this situation, the minister was still concerned about his monarch, and asked his monarch in the letter whether he could eat pheasants and rabbits in London?
What can’t you eat in London?
I've seen people crying miserably, but the way my young master cried miserably was a little unique.
Is this a bit exaggerated?
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After Hu Te finished reading the letter, he looked at Allen and said, "Master... this..."
"Just send it, don't worry about the rest. Okay, I'm going back now!"
Alan waved his hand, in a tone that left no room for doubt.
If you write a letter to your boss, instead of crying miserably, do you want to show off how good your life is?
It's just a little bit exaggerated, what's the big deal?
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The main lights in the bedroom were not turned on, only a few small spotlights were turned on.
Under this light, the bedroom seems a little dim.
Meryl was lying on her back in her silk pajamas, and from behind, the curve of her hips was well highlighted.
She was wearing black stockings on her raised legs, and the black stockings matched her purple pajamas...
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Alan looked at what Meryl was flipping through, and tilted his head curiously to look at the photo album-like thing in her hand.
"What are you looking at?"
"I kind of miss my daughter."
Meryl pointed to the photo album and introduced her family to Alan.
Looking at the family photo, I didn’t know much about them before and Alan never asked, but I didn’t expect Meryl to have three children!
Looking at the photo, Meryl's slightly balding husband smiled innocently, holding his son with his left hand and his daughter with his right hand.
His eyes turned and he looked at Meryl who was lying on the bed.
Alan sniffed. Everyone called him a thief, but everyone wanted to be a thief.
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