England 1986

Chapter 268 So This Is The Reporter?
Diana lowered her head, brushed her hair, looked out the window at the lawn in the manor yard, and said in a low tone: "I'm going to visit India next year, I don't really want to go, and he will ask you to go then, I Just to say hello to you in advance and to get you ready in advance."

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Allen frowned, it is easy to talk about going to other places, but going to India
To be honest, he really didn't want to go.

That dilapidated place was dirty and messy, there wasn't even a clean water source, and the food was not good. Although you could bring your own ingredients and cook, Allen just didn't want to go.

It's no wonder Diana greeted him so long in advance.

If Diana hadn't said what he said today, if he had waited to tell him before the visit, Allen would most likely have to hide, and would not go if he could.

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On the contrary, it is not easy to refuse.

Seeing Allen's embarrassed face, Diana laughed heartlessly.

Pointing in one direction: "How can you say that you are also the head of the guard, India is not as scary as you imagined, and then I will introduce you to an Indian blind date?"

Looking at Diana winking, Allen waved his hands again and again and said, "Forget it, I'll go, but there's no need for an Indian blind date."

Although high-caste Indians are considered white, the image of Indians in Allen's mind has always been that dirty, dark image, and it seems that he has no appetite, and he still has a blind date?

He really has no interest in curry-flavored black holes.

But now that the plan has been set, Allen in India doesn't know much about it, so he can make preparations in advance to see if there is any place where he can gather wool.

You can't go there in vain.

"Recently, a reporter named Morton wanted to publish a biography for me. Please help me refer to it."

After deciding to visit India, Diana seemed to be in a better mood, and pulled Allen to help her with another matter.

"Biography? What biography?"

Alan doesn't know much about this kind of high-end gadgets, and he's not as thick-skinned as Donald, who publishes books for himself every few years and outputs some success stories.

"He often comes to interview me, asking about this and that, anyway, about everything, and sometimes about my relationship. Recently, he wants to sort out the materials of these interviews and publish a special series about my interviews."

Diana explained it to Allen, and gave Allen a little science. This reporter named Morton has also made some achievements in the United States. He has also helped celebrities publish some biographies.

"Wait. You said this reporter is American?"

Allen suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Diana. He had a vague impression of the reporter's name and nationality, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"What's his full name?"

Diana watched Allen suddenly become a little serious, and blurted out: "Andrew Morton."

"Hiss, let me think about it."

Allen thought about it for a long time. He was familiar with this name, but he just couldn't remember it, huh?

He beckoned to the servant in the distance and said, "Go and see if Siphis is here, and tell him to come and see me quickly."

"Ok."

Diana frowned at Allen's pretentiousness, and it was shocking. She was not stupid, but she had a keen sense that this reporter seemed not as simple as he appeared on the surface?
Or is there something inside?
"what happened?"

"Please tell me again how he contacted you in the first place, and when he asked you questions, which aspects were he most interested in?"

Listening to Allen's words, Diana frowned and recalled. The other party didn't seem to have any particularly interesting topics, right?

Anyway, the other party asks everything, and everything is very detailed. She has been in a low mood for a while, and finally has an audience who can calm down and listen to her voice to accompany her. What does the other party ask and say? There is no defense against him.

The other party was not a reporter from a tabloid. He was playing under the name of a biographer. Asking questions was regarded as collecting information.

Diana, who was thinking, was interrupted by the sound of brisk footsteps. Looking up, she saw a very well-dressed
A very trendy old man came into view, ran panting to the side hall, glanced at Allen, and when he looked at himself, the man was taken aback and hurriedly saluted.

Diana covered her mouth with a chuckle, and waved her hand to indicate that it was Allen who was looking for him, and it was none of her business.

"Hello, Your Royal Highness, it is my honor to meet you, young master, do you need me?"

Sifis saw this battle early in the morning, and the white sweat on his back was almost frightened.

"Um"

Allen knocked on the table with his right hand and said, "American, Andrew Morton, have you heard of him? I always feel familiar with this name, but I just can't remember where I heard his name."

"Andrew Morton?"

Syphis was taken aback by Allen's question, and after a few seconds he reacted abruptly. He glanced at Diana, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Looking at his appearance, Allen said: "Speak, let the princess listen too."

"Yes! This Andrew Morton, I met him when I went to the United States before. I also met him when I was in that place. We have cooperated twice, but they were both in magazines. thing."

"!!!"

After being reminded by Sifis, Allen finally remembered that it was this Morton, who had a criminal record and was known as a biographer and a master in the industry.

In fact, he was also a gangster before.

The magazine in Allen's family used to be, uh. I can't say it was in the past, but what has it been doing all along?

"Sailor's Happy Hour"!
This is an adult magazine, and it is a special product for military supplies, and Syphis has mentioned to Allen before that there is a Yankee who is very good at writing pornographic articles, and Syphis asked him to make a few articles with pictures. Article, the feedback is very good, the British Royal Navy likes it very much!

Later, this guy transformed into a writer, and he never cooperated again.

now
Did the hairy trick trick Diana again?
It's not that Allen looks down on biographers, but that this guy was born like this. What kind of good guy can he be?
"What is this place, that place?"

After Diana watched Sifis finish speaking, Allen looked serious as if remembering, and was meditating again, and couldn't help asking directly.

"You go first."

Allen sent away the embarrassed Syphis, and after he left, he explained to Diana in a low voice who this well-packed Andrew Morton was.

"what?"

Diana was stunned, why is this happening again?

She doesn't hate Americans, but why do things like this always happen recently?
First, he was harassed by a wealthy American businessman and old man, and now he is being harassed by this kind of American writer with a criminal record.
Thinking of the private questions she had told him, Diana's face became serious.

If she was a normal reporter, she would have some questions just for chatting, and she just said it out of the way, but these things cannot be reported to the outside world, and the impact is not good.

For example, she still swears in private, which is unimaginable to outsiders, but if a reporter breaks the news, it will be big news!
And now in comparison, swearing is trivial. She told the reporter a lot about her and Boss Cha's private affairs.
Then, waiting for Diana's end can be imagined.

This is the best way to intensify conflicts!

Seeing Diana's blushing and uncertain face, Allen also had a hunch that she probably said something she shouldn't have said to the Morton reporter.

It's not that I don't believe in his character, but I must not believe in this kind of person's character!

Sometimes, life needs a fig leaf. Without this fig leaf, it is not good for anyone to put the contradiction on the bright side.

Wait for the conflict to intensify further. Divorce and the like are just around the corner.

Allen didn't want to do this, and Diana, unless she was angry, once she calmed down, she probably didn't want to do this either.

The royal family has lost face, and the loss is the entire big class, and all nobles will be counted, not just the royal family.

The two looked at each other, and before Diana could speak, Allen took the lead and said, "Nothing has happened yet, but there are some things that we have to guard against!"

"Yeah." Both of them were from aristocratic backgrounds. Although Diana is a bit of a romantic brain, when it comes to this kind of thing, her IQ is still online. She has never eaten pork or seen a pig run?
"Is he on our side now? Leave this matter to me, and you don't have to worry about it."

Allen's duty is to be responsible to Boss Cha and his family members. Whether it is taking care of William and Harry, or helping Diana to vent her anger a while ago, it is his turn to take action in public and private.

Although what he did in the previous period was not very honorable, but this matter was done in a secret way, which did not make Boss Cha lose face. This is due diligence, although no one came to praise him.

Now that this incident happened again, Allen was subconsciously ready to take over. Nothing happened yet, as long as he found the person first, brought back all the information, and warned the other party not to talk nonsense.

If you dare to be stubborn, kill him!
"Every time he contacted me to meet me, I don't know where he is, but I can tell you directly when he meets me next time."

Looking back now, Diana thought that this reporter was indeed suspicious, because the other party was an American, and she subconsciously ignored some problems. Now that she thought about it carefully, when she wanted to find the other party, she couldn't think of where to find him in a short while.

This gets more and more scary the more you think about it.

"Okay, I'll send someone to follow you, and you can keep me informed."

"I see!"

Diana stood up. She was going to have a few more conversations with Allen today, but after something like this happened, she was not very sad, and now she found something to do to divert her attention.

Seeing that Diana was about to leave, Allen accompanied her all the way to the outside of the hall.

He personally helped Diana open the car door. Before leaving, Allen stood by the car door, looked at Diana in the back seat, and said unbearably, "Aunt William and Harry are still young. If you miss them, you can give them more time." Apply to see them a few times, and don't keep yourself stuck in something."

The atmosphere was somewhat dull at first, Diana looked at Alan, rolled her eyes at him and said, "You little brat, you're not even married yet, what do you know?! Drive!"

"???"

Allen looked at Diana, who didn't forget to be funny before leaving, with a dazed expression, and chuckled as she stared at the car she was leaving.

If it wasn't for this matter, she should be very happy every day, after all, she has such a temper, very optimistic and cheerful.

The university started in January, but now it's February, and the students have been absent from class for a month, and the director of the admissions department doesn't dare to talk nonsense, and has to come to the door in person with a smiling face.

It would be a shame to say such a thing.

But in Wales, instead of a disgrace, it has become an honor.

Anyway, for Joel, Director of Admissions at Cardiff University, this is an honor!

For the long-known Hill family manor, Joel had only seen it from a distance before, and he never knew what it looked like inside.

this place.
A hundred years ago, outsiders never came out after entering. Who would expect to enter such a place.

But now these old things have long passed, and no one mentions this kind of "modern old things" anymore.

On the contrary, the prestige of the Hill family is still circulating in Wales.

Yesterday, Joel received an invitation from the Earl of Carmarthen, inviting him to the Hill family's manor, and His Excellency the Earl wanted to meet him.

Joel, who was so excited that he didn't get a good rest all night, asked for leave today, and put on his most expensive outfit, as well as his gentleman's hat and civilized stick that he has collected for many years, dressed in the remnants of imperialism, and his wife drove the car himself , all the way to the gate of the Hill family's manor.

Since only he was invited in the invitation letter, as for his wife, he could only wait outside the door.

After being inspected by the guard, Joel followed the bodyguard leading the way and walked slowly on the road leading to the castle.

Sniffing the air filled with the fragrance of fragrant grasses, I saw a few servants leading the horses for a walk in the distance.

This situation, all the scenes are stimulating Joel.

It's not the same as meeting Alan by chance during school.

On that occasion, Alan was a student and didn't have much airs, but he didn't pay much attention to him.

Now here, it's different, this is a real traditional noble's home.

The servant led the horse for a walk to see the posture.

If an ordinary family wants to buy a horse, it’s not that they can’t afford it. It’s only the price of an ordinary family car, but the cost of raising a horse is very different from the cost of raising a car!
now what.
How many horses do people have alone?
Even if your Excellency doesn't usually ride, they will keep it at home for backup at any time.

Thinking that it's spring now, and it's the season of traditional aristocratic spring hunting. At this time, the aristocrat, riding a horse and leading a dog, flocks to the countryside with a large number of servants to hunt.
Following the bodyguards all the way to the lobby, Joel nodded and said hello to everyone he saw.

Even though he is the head of admissions at a well-known university in the capital, his social relations are barely passable, but in this kind of noble manor, Joel feels that it is better to be careful.

Who knows which servant has anything to do with it?

He might offend an old servant who has served the Hill family for generations. If he offends someone, he can't afford to offend him.

PS: I wish all readers a healthy Dragon Boat Festival and a happy holiday.

(End of this chapter)