England 1986

Chapter 129 Prepare Manpower
Looking at the small box on the desk, there are a few ventilation holes in the box, Allen is a little curious, what can be contained in such a small box?
It can't be a little lizard, a little spider or a snake, right?
He hates these things very much, and feels a little heavy.

Huth smiled and motioned Allen to open it for himself.

Allen put down his chopsticks, leaned back slightly, and gently opened the box with both hands.

Some hay was placed in the box, and on the haystack sat a fist-sized yellow-brown meat ball.

The big round eyes blinked the moment they saw Alan. It didn't seem to be afraid, and opened its mouth wide, just staring at Alan.

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"This is, what is it?"

Seeing this, it should be a bird. It looks a bit like an owl, but it looks a little ugly.

Allen frowned. In his impression, although the owl is a beneficial bird, it can catch mice or something, but
As a Chinese in his previous life, Allen didn't like this thing very much.

In the past, in the countryside, as long as you heard this kind of bird call, there was a high probability that the old man would not be far away from driving the crane west. It is said that this thing has a very sensitive sense of smell and can sense people who are dying.

As long as they enter the village and coo on the trees in the village, within a few days, they can hear the news of the death of the old man in the village.

Very evil.

Keeping this thing at home seems to have a bad meaning.

But Allen thought about it again, and it seemed that there were no elderly people in his family, so it didn't matter.

"Master, this is a snowy owl. It is a kind of owl. It is a white owl with black spots on its feathers. It is a large bird of prey. The person in charge of the BBC heard that you like hunting. This is what he gave you. , said it is a good helper for hunting."

"Just it?"

Allen looked at the small yellow-brown meat balls in the box that were still waiting to be fed with their mouths wide open, and then thought about the snowy owl that Huth mentioned, and the two species could not be connected at all.

Snowy owl, this Allen has the impression that it is a large raptor that lives near the permafrost and tundra. Some of them are in good condition and have white feathers, which are very beautiful, but most of the snowy owls have more or less white feathers. With some dark spots, it looks a bit like snow camouflage, but it's also pretty.

Now the little one in front of me has the wrong coat color, and it's still so small.

I heard that the snowy owl is a bird of prey that can be compared with Hai Dongqing and his ilk.

"Is this a mistake?"

"Master. This is a newly hatched baby bird. It needs to be nurtured by eagle slaves from an early age. When it grows up, it needs to molt to change color."

Huth explained with a smile.

"oh, I see."

Allen watched the little guy keep his mouth open, waved his hand to the servant and said, "Give me some sashimi."

Gently picked up a piece of sashimi with your hands, and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth, but it didn't chew. Once the mouth was closed, the meat disappeared, and the big yellow eyes were still staring at Alan.

"yo"

Allen stretched out his hand and grabbed this little guy. I don't know if this thing has such a personality. Anyway, it is not afraid of people. When Allen grabbed it, it didn't bark. It just opened its mouth and looked at Allen.

After feeding a few more slices of sashimi, Alan stopped for fear that it would be strangled.

"Okay. You don't need to hire any eagle slaves. Let someone make a cage tomorrow and put it in my bedroom. I like this little thing quite a bit. Let's keep it first."

Seeing that this little guy is so honest, not afraid of people, or barking, Alan is going to keep him by his side.

Doesn't it mean that the little bird raised like this is more family-friendly?

When I think about it when I go hunting in the future, I will put this thing on my arm, a big pure white owl, it is quite interesting to think about it.

"Good sir!"

I had a simple small hot pot of shabu-shabu fish.

Alan leaned over his desk to read the report. The little snowy owl squatted lazily on Alan's desk, like a little meat ball. Sometimes it looked at Alan with its big eyes, and then looked at the things in his hands. , significantly curious.

Allen ignored it, put down the last report, picked up a pen to sign his name, and then squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

"Master, Karl will be back tomorrow."

Seeing that Allen was finally done, Huth handed him a cup of herbal tea.

"Well, you can arrange for someone to pick him up tomorrow. I'll ask Karl to accompany me to fish in the afternoon. Did the councilors invite you?"

"Just called. They will be there on time tomorrow afternoon."

"Very good! Let's go, I'm going to rest, I'm tired."

"Okay sir."

Hut stood up, looked at the little snowy owl that Allen had forgotten on the desk, smiled, and tapped its head lightly with his index finger.

"twitter!"

The little snowy owl doesn't seem to be too interested in Huth. When Allen touched it, it didn't respond at all, but now when Huth teases it, it opens its mouth and looks like it wants to attack Huth, but its movements are relatively slow. Not scary either.

"Yo, it's quite powerful." Looking at this little thing, Hu Te grabbed it and put it in the box, planning to help the young master take care of it for a night.

"Master!"

"I'm home!"

Allen slept late in the morning, and didn't get up until almost 12 o'clock in the morning. After washing up and having lunch, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

The servant took tools, and a group of people went fishing by the stream not far from the manor.

At this time, Old Carl appeared in front of Allen in a thin black suit.

This guy used to look slovenly when he was pretending to be the boss of the garage, but since becoming a knight, old Carl has paid great attention to appearance.

It doesn't matter whether the words are rude or not, the appearance is very good, even in the United States, there is no shortage of top hats and civilized sticks in daily life, like a traditional old gentleman.

"Rest for a few days when you come back. Don't be in a hurry. Have you brought enough people I asked you to bring?"

Allen walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Old Carl fell behind him. Hearing this, he nodded quickly, bowed his waist and said, "Young Master, I brought them all, but we left separately, and the airports we came back to were different, so we needed more time to gather." Wait a few days."

"Well, it's safe, don't worry, this acquisition of the team, wait a few days for Little Edwards to send me the information, and those shareholders will be handed over to you."

Allen whispered to Old Carl about the acquisition of Manchester United and the handling plans of those shareholders.

"It's better to let them think that it was Edwards who betrayed them, and it would be better for them to hold a grudge."

After listening to Allen's arrangement, Old Carl couldn't help frowning, and hesitated a little after thinking about it. After the servant packed up his things and stood outside, seeing no one around, Old Carl whispered: "Master, I think You are still too kind, I wonder if I can give you some advice?"

"Oh?"

Allen holds the fishing line in his left hand, hangs the hook and gently pulls on the ball of bait, sticks some bait on it for a while, and then throws it lightly, which means he has started fishing. His fishing is more Buddhist, It's for fun and relaxation. Anyway, the fish caught will be released after finishing.

Since Old Carl has an opinion, he wants to hear it. After all, he is an old man in the family, and he can help him find out and make up for some things that he didn't consider thoroughly.

"Say!"

"Yes! Master. Since you don't want to leave little Edwards behind, then we might as well go one step further. Among the few shareholders, choose the one with the hardest bone, kill him first, and make an example to the monkeys. Little Edwards will see the success." Qian's eyes are wide open, and he wants to steal their shares, the illusion of preemptive strikes, since he has already been framed, let him be ruthless!"

"In this way, the few remaining small shareholders are so frightened, and we can do it faster."

Old Carl used to do dirty work. He has a ruthless personality and is very proficient in doing this kind of thing. When Allen was still thinking about splashing dirty water on little Edwards, Old Carl thought about doing it in one step.

Anyway, I have done everything, isn't this more real than framing?

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Allen paused holding the fishing rod, and slowly turned his head to look at Old Carl.

At this time, there was no fierce light in Old Carl's eyes, as if the words just now did not come from his mouth.

The old Karl now is like a loyal old servant who advises his master.

"Very good! It's because you are thoughtful, so you can figure it out. I don't look at the process, I only look at the result. When doing things, let your men who brought back from the United States do it, and send them away when they are done. , do it neatly."

"Don't worry, young master, just leave it to me."

After fishing with Alan for a while, there was not a single baited fish, and Alan was not annoyed. He just read a book and waited while old Carl was a little bored waiting beside him.

Just when he was about to speak to report the situation in the United States, he caught sight of several people coming from a distance from the corner of his eye.

For a moment, Old Karl subconsciously wanted to get up, but after thinking about it, he was near the manor. The young master didn't move, so he let go of his suspense, and said in a low voice, "Master, some people are here."

"Ok, I know."

Allen put down the fishing rod in his hand, fixed it, and sat on the deck chair waiting for someone to come.

The three members brought by the servants were members of the Earl from Wales. They received a call from Butler Huth last night. His Excellency Allen asked them to come here today and asked them to take care of their affairs.

"Your Mightiness!"

"Your Mightiness."

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Allen pointed to the side and said, "Sit."

The servant handed three small mazzas to the three congressmen. Seeing this scene, Old Karl stood up and wanted to leave first.

"Carl doesn't need to go, just stay."

Following Allen's voice, the three councilors realized that this formally dressed old man was another housekeeper of the Earl. They couldn't help being surprised, and hurriedly said hello, "Hello, Sir Karl."

Old Carl nodded to them with a blank expression, and did not speak.

Waiting for a few people to sit around Allen with a small Maza, staring at the fishing line in the water in a daze.

"Recently, you can try to train some manpower first. In another year, I will be able to go to the House of Lords for a meeting. I will mention the matter of increasing the autonomy of Wales!"

"!!!"

The elderly congressman who was bald was a little excited when he heard what Allen said.

How long has he been waiting for this day!

The former old earl didn't like to take care of this kind of thing, they were considered "a group of dragons without a leader".

Now His Excellency Alan is paying more attention to this kind of matter, and he has not officially entered the House of Lords, but he has begun to prepare for this matter. Isn't this exciting?

Wales still has a certain degree of autonomy, but it is only limited to the field of style. This kind of thing is not operable.

Allen didn't do it for any big event, but simply to increase his sense of presence and be a shit-stirring stick.

Increase the autonomy of Wales and upgrade the regional councils.

Only when regional autonomy becomes greater, other things in it will be convenient for Allen to operate.

This is not arguing for independence like the Scots, but increased autonomy, which is more moderate.

Now he can only do what he wants in his own Carmarthenshire, and he can't reach the whole of Wales.

If he can make a certain contribution to the increase of regional autonomy, then he can rely on these congressmen to extend his hand longer.

If things go on like this and train people well, in a few years, he, Allen, will be able to change from a Carmarthen bully to a real Welsh bully.

"Don't have too many people, how many are specific, you can figure it out yourself, prepare first, there is still a year, you can plan it yourself, what should I do, don't I teach you?"

"No, no, no. Your Excellency is busy with affairs, so you don't need to worry about such trivial matters."

"Yeah"

"Heh" Seeing these people being so upbeat, Alan couldn't say anything. He always followed the high-cold route to these people. He didn't talk much, and it was all up to them to understand.

The main reason is that Alan himself is also groping for this kind of thing, and he is not very good at it. He is arrogant and commanding, afraid of being laughed at, so he simply puts on a show. Unexpectedly, this trick is quite useful.

"Carl, you can talk to them. They can help you when you do things in a few days. Keep it secret and don't mess with us."

"I understand, master!"

Only then did Old Carl realize that the young master had this kind of intention in letting him stay. Although he could direct his subordinates to do it without the help of these councilors, with the help of these councilors, it would make He is safer.

This is all the kindness of the young master!

After Allen finished speaking, he yawned and said, "Okay, let's talk. Before you leave, remember to take things. I prepared a little gift for you. You did a good job last time. Wait for the second phase of the project." Once activated, do it again!"

Before leaving, Alan just praised them a few words and gave them some small gifts by the way.

As for what the gift is?
The ingredients that Charles just sent yesterday, he borrowed flowers to present to Buddha.

This kind of thing, first, allows them to see Earl Allen's position in His Highness's mind, and second, they can feel that Allen still values ​​them, and rewards them every time they come over.

Regardless of the value of the gift, this form is very precious.

At the beginning of August, Master Allen, who had finished handling chores, returned to the set and started his great career as a director.

This magically re-created film is based on Allen's previous film "Deep Water".

It mainly reflects the explosion of three views.

At present, half of the filming has been completed. Recently, Allen, the "chief director", was not on the crew, and Syphis led the crew to shoot the exterior scenes.

Since these shots are medium and long-range shots, there is no high requirement for acting skills, and it is enough to basically shoot according to the script and sub-shots.

When Allen returns, he can continue to advance the main storyline.

PS: An update today!Please take a little leave. It's the weekend. I'm going back to my parents' house. I'm going to have a family dinner. I don't know what time it will be when I come back at night.

(End of this chapter)