British 1986

Chapter 9 Master, if it doesn’t work, just do it.

Xiao Shitou looked at his young master's busy back with slightly red eyes.

Except when he was serving in the navy, had the second young master of the dignified Hill family ever suffered like this?

Although the second young master was not particularly liked by the old earl,

The young master's food and clothing expenses since he was a child are no worse than the eldest master!

Although starting from the time when the young master was thirteen years old, the young master has made some more small demands.

But these small requests are insignificant in the eyes of Xiao Shitou!

For example, the young master never drinks water at home, only natural mineral water imported from France.

But what does this mean?

For the Hill family, this is really a very simple and insignificant request. As for some other gadgets, it is even more insignificant!

This is how the second young master lived in poverty, and now...

I am so worried about this family!

There was a rare tangled expression on Xiao Shitou's rough face. He thought for a long time, hesitated, and then said softly: "Master, I know you are worried about inheritance tax, and I can't help you. Otherwise. If that doesn't work, just pick the daughter of a wealthy American businessman, marry her, and let them give you a bigger dowry, so you don't have to work as hard as you do now."

Allen, who had just turned around, looked at Xiao Shitou's ugly wrinkled face and his arrogant words, and his hands shook unconsciously.

"What nonsense are you talking about! You want me to marry an American hillbilly? Our Hill family will become the laughing stock of the entire United Kingdom from now on!"

Following Allen's scolding, Little Stone shrank his neck.

He doesn't quite understand the twists and turns, but

I didn't expect anything like this to happen.

Now, as expected, he was scolded by the young master.

In the eyes of Britain in this era, and even in the eyes of British civilians, the United States?

Isn't that just the remote countryside?

There live country bumpkins who smell like copper and have nothing left in their eyes but money.

They are barbaric, ignorant, and have no cultural background. To say that they are nouveau riche is the best compliment to them!

In the eyes of people from other backward countries, those wealthy American businessmen who are superior to others will naturally want to give their so-called "family" a high-end coat after they make money.

but.

Due to historical reasons, those who crossed the Atlantic to develop in the Americas were all from lower-class civilian backgrounds or bankrupt low-level nobles.

How could these rebellious descendants have any distinguished ancestors?

In this way, coupled with the fact that the two sides even have different religious beliefs, Americans have always been looked down upon by the British.

A few years ago, some wealthy American businessmen who offered high prices gave their daughters to some low-level British nobles as wives, and also gave them a large dowry. The two parties formed a marriage, one party wanted money, the other wanted status.

Such a trivial matter was actually flaunted and publicized by those shameless wealthy American businessmen in their own country, and even made into a movie!

They have climbed to a high branch, and they will be relatives of the nobles from now on!

Is that ridiculous?

Although those low-level nobles received a considerable amount of dowry, they could not survive in Great Britain and became the laughingstock of the British noble circle!

It was simply a few low-level nobles who couldn't survive. Later, fewer people talked about such things.

Now that Xiao Shitou mentioned this, Allen suddenly became anxious.

He is a majestic hereditary earl!

Marry the daughter of an American businessman?

Are they worthy?

Let their daughters work as maids for Allen, and Allen even dislikes the smell of copper on their bodies!

In the English aristocratic circle, the upper-class nobility, except for the royal family, basically only intermarry within the family, and they must be well-matched.

Although this understanding seems a bit weird or incredible, this is the value that Allen has been influenced by his family in the past few years.

Maybe at some point, from different perspectives, it seems that Britain and the United States are all on the same side, but as soon as their positions change, problems arise.

Allen is now from England.

The entire British aristocratic circle has this kind of understanding of wealthy American businessmen.

Think about it, on their side, a person with the title of Lower British Lord, who is basically not a noble in Allen's opinion, is actually a celebrity in the upper class of the United States.

this.

There is a huge gap between the two sides in terms of their traditional heritage.

It has become inevitable to look down on them. Except for some financial transactions, at other times, Americans are naturally despised by the British - rebellious, country bumpkins, and barbarians.

"Okay! The inheritance tax at home is not something you should worry about. You go check those two Bentleys early tomorrow morning. Be sure to check every detail from the inside to the outside! I will do it the day after tomorrow. Going to Swansea."

"Master! Are you saying that there is something wrong with our car?"

Xiao Shitou's voice suddenly became louder. Holding tea in her hand, the maid who had just entered the bedroom was startled.

"Put it on the table, close the door and go out."

Allen waved his hands.

"Master, please use it slowly!"

The maid nodded, gently put down the scented tea, backed away slowly, and finally closed the bedroom door.

Xiao Shitou frowned and said in a low voice, "I'll do it now!"

"Why are you so anxious? I won't go out until the day after tomorrow. You go and do it now. You have been waiting in the car for such a long time?"

"Yes, yes, I understand, I will go early tomorrow morning!"

"Then young master, when we go out this time, shall we bring heavy weapons?"

Xiao Shitou blinked and said.

"What the hell! Why don't you drive a tank! Just bring a pistol. By the way, go to the police station tomorrow and ask Rex to bring a few people with me. Okay, do as I say. !”

Allen had a headache, and Xiao Shitou's temper was a little irritable, so he waved his hand and asked him to go back and rest first.

On the day that I had agreed to meet with the Korean businessman, just after noon, the black wrought iron gate slowly opened at the gate of the Hill family's manor.

Two Bentleys filed out. The old concierge was a strong white man with gray hair and a bit of a stoop. He frowned as he watched the two Bentleys slowly going away and being stopped again.

He shrugged his nose and turned around to walk back without closing the door in a hurry.

"Alan Hill! Nice to meet you, His Excellency the future Earl of Carmarthen! I am Hurt George, from the Ministry of Peerage, and this is."

Wearing a light blue suit with bright thread decoration, his blond hair was covered with a thick layer of hair gel and combed back into a big bun. A staff member of the Noble Affairs Department, about thirty years old, stood in the middle of the road to stop him. Driving a Bentley, he spoke loudly, and as his fingers moved, he pointed at a fat middle-aged man standing behind him, ready to introduce.

"Shut up, you idiot! Who told you to stand in the middle of the road and block a car like this? If you disturb my young master, I'll kill you!"

Xiao Shitou drove the car himself, and Allen sat in the back seat. Xiao Shitou in the driver's seat pressed the window, the glass only lowered halfway, and shouted loudly toward the outside of the car.

Hurt George frowned slightly at the scolding. He bent down and glanced at the driver, Xiao Shitou.

With a sneer on his face, he continued: "It's not easy to meet His Excellency the quasi-count once. There is nothing we can do. Please forgive me."

Where is my collection? What about investing? What about recommendation votes? What about popularity?

Why am I so cold?

Ah, I am a little duck who has lost his temper.