British 1986

There were fewer and fewer Gambians standing on the ground. Allen glanced at Kate, who was shaking with fear, and waved to the servant to take her down first.

Of course she was dressed so formally today and even brought a female companion with her to numb people's hearts.

If it weren't for the dozens of big men in black in the wilderness, it would look scary. If one of these people ran out, we would have to go to the trouble of sending someone to catch him.

He has to make careful plans to deal with a Korean. With so many Gambians at the moment, how could he not be more careful?

The plan is progressing smoothly now.

After Kate followed the servant away, Allen stared at the concrete that fell into the foundation pit and said faintly: "Is there anything wrong with their account?"

Spencer was a little confused. He was only three years older than Allen. In theory, he was also a handsome young man. This was the first time for him to do such a big job.

In the past, in The Gambia, whether it was to punish thieves or gangsters, those who chopped off their hands, hung them up and beat them, etc., compared with today's scene, it really pales into insignificance.

Allen's behavior even made Spencer feel a little chilled, huh?

Did you speak too loudly to Allen just now?

Spencer heard Allen's question and subconsciously stretched out his hand to help Allen smooth the wrinkles of the clothes on his back.

"Don't worry, I arranged for people to handle the accounts for them. I have negotiated with them."

Overseas accounts with the Bank of England seem safe, right?

But this depends on who handles the accounts for them. If they inform them in advance, although they can check these accounts, they are actually fake accounts that are not included in the file, and all other functions are normal.

Everyone has said hello there, and the money that has been deposited in their accounts over the years is, at best, kept by them for a period of time.

As for what they spent, it was just small amounts of money and should be treated as losses.

Now as long as these people disappear, their bank accounts will disappear with them. As for the money in the account, of course it must be withdrawn and distributed.

The sheep have been fattened, so why don’t they eat them and keep their young?

"How much do they charge for the fee?"

Allen gets a headache when he thinks about the bank's handling fees. There is no need for the parties to confirm it in person, and no bank card withdrawal method is used. Although it is novel, the handling fees are high!

"30%, but in our hands, only 60% is left."

Speaking of money, Spencer also had a look of pain. As for why 30% of the handling fee was deducted, only 60% was left in the hands of the two of them. The remaining 10% was a benefit fee for the people who helped with the work!

This channel has long been a routine, and it's not the first time they've done it. This is just the first time Allen and Spencer have cooperated with them.

"You are four and I am six!"

It's okay to get 60%. Allen has to abide by the rules. At least the things he does there must be kept strictly confidential. The money will be divided between Spencer and him, and the rest will be enough to alleviate his urgent needs.

The recent acquisition of Bentley has almost drained Allen of all his cash. He is almost out of money in his pocket!

Although this time there is still the more than 600 million US dollars in cash that Spencer brought back.

But this money has not yet seen the light of day, it is black money!

Why does his movie project have to be so big this time? He didn't even attract any external investment, and even Sony, his traditional money bag, couldn't participate.

This is the money he is waiting for. After the filming of this movie is completed, at least 200 million US dollars can be laundered, and then his financial troubles can be completely relieved.

The money now can only be watched, which is why Allen decided to kill him.

If you have money and can keep secrets, you can’t keep such a fat sheep!

The loud sound of the concrete mixer truck stopped. The workers played by the bodyguards were really working. They would have to use vibrators to complete the remaining operations later. This was really strengthening the foundation.

This old castle used to be surrounded by a broken city wall with no buildings inside. Now it will be converted into a flagship store. A modern steel-structured exhibition hall, lounge, conference room, etc. will be built inside. The overall structure of the castle must be strengthened. In this regard, Allen still did not lie to Gambians.

Except that it is a lie to make them rich, the rest is true!

As for watching a ceremony, where is it not a ceremony?

Is it not a ceremony to watch a ceremony in a pit?

This is called immersive viewing.

"How are you going to divide that money?"

Spencer was a little shy when he said this, but the brothers still had to settle the accounts. This was the price he had worked hard to negotiate, and Allen had promised him to share it together.

With this money, Spencer prepared a golden basin to wash his hands, go home with the money, marry a wife, and then wait for his father to see when he dies and he can succeed to the throne.

"Well, we can't rush this money. I have to wash it slowly. Plus the losses, I'll have a little over 500 million left in the end."

"What?"

Spencer looked at Allen's expression without changing, and instantly became more than 100 million black. He stopped smoothing his clothes with his hands. It's not like he didn't understand, this was too dark!

And you washed this yourself, it's your uncle's money.

"What? How about you take it and do it yourself?"

Allen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Spencer contemptuously.

When people launder money outside, even if they are acquaintances, the lowest handling fee starts at 25%. How much does he pay?

This is called market price!

"Me, me, Farke! Then how much can I get in the end?!"

Spencer's face was distorted. He endured the bank's charges!

Now Allen has to charge again, and after all this back and forth, has he become a leek?

Anyone can cut him?

As for what Allen said about letting him launder it himself, money laundering is a technical job. What is laundering?

Get wet!

If you don't do it right, the money will go into the water and disappear with a pop!

Anyone can do this?

No matter how expensive Allen charges, he has to admit it. If it were him, he wouldn't even know who to go to. Why should everyone know about such a huge sum of money?

Coughing twice, he signaled the servant to give him a cigarette. Allen lit the cigarette and finally glanced at the workers who were flattening the concrete surface. It had been almost half an hour. It was almost over. He was dead!

"Let's talk as we go. Let's go to my place for tea first."

Allen half-armed Spencer and prepared to go down the mountain.

but.

Spencer was startled by Allen's sudden movement, thinking that this evil-minded nephew was planning to throw him in as well to make a base.

This guy is very shady. Who knows if he will do something like killing a family member just for money. He is so careless, so careless. Spencer trembled with fear. After hearing Allen's last words, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously He said, "Let's talk here. I won't go to your place. I'm in a hurry to go home."

"laugh"

Allen glanced at Spencer and sneered, stretched out the hand holding the cigarette and shook it: "Five hundred million, take out two hundred million, and the remaining three hundred million will be divided equally between the two of us."

After years of hard work, busy schedules, and fears, Spencer never expected that he would only receive US$150 million in the end?

Although this amount of money was already a huge sum of money to him before, but!

Did he helplessly watch the money shrink from 670 million US dollars, and then shrink all the way, until finally he only had this little left in his hands?

This psychological gap is too big.

"Why do you need to spend 200 million? That's not what you told me at the beginning."

"Ah."

A puff of cigarette was lightly spit on Spencer's face, and the choking smell made Spencer shake his head violently, only to hear Allen's voice sound a little low.

"Spencer, what about money? Not only must you be able to earn it, but you must also be able to spend it. Some people can earn but not spend it, just like those Gambians. The money they earn ends up back in our pockets. .”

"."

Is this a threat?

Spencer panicked again. He was a little afraid of Allen, mainly because this guy was very cruel!

More ruthless than he should be for his age!

Although Spencer was still dissatisfied with Allen's remote command of him to do this and that when he was in Gambia, in the end, he would try his best to complete the plan assigned by Allen.

But now in close contact, Spencer finds that Allen seems to have become more and more serious in the past few years, his methods have become more sophisticated, and he is not as violent as before, but his ruthlessness is still the same!

"We, in the eyes of some people, have the same status as we do to these Gambians."

Allen broke off Spencer with his hand and said, "So, now that we have made money, we must be sensible and take the initiative to take part of it and hand it over, so that we can keep the rest in our hands." Do you understand this money?"

"Give it to whom?"

"Leave it to Your Highness!"

"Farke!"

Spencer's face twitched hard again, this time he understood and understood what Allen was thinking.

This matter is being done relatively covertly now, but Allen is probably still worried, so he has to use money to find a backer.

For such a big matter, just relying on words without giving benefits is definitely not enough!

Although I don’t know how Allen will tell Boss Cha about this matter, as long as the money is handed over, then they will be completely safe, their people are safe, and their money is safe.

But seeing 200 million dollars disappear like this, Spencer felt distressed and felt that the money was well spent!

Although with his and Allen's status, it doesn't matter if they split the money quietly.

But if something goes wrong, there will be no time to regret it. When something goes wrong, it won't work if you try to find a relationship before the battle. This time, it's me, Meng Lang, or Allen who is too evil!

"Okay, then contact me after you have laundered the money and ask your bodyguard to take me back."

Slightly breaking away from Allen's hand on his shoulder, Spencer figured it out, but he was angry!

I am an elder!

But now I am being "educated" by Allen in person again. How shameful!

"good!"

Allen smiled and glanced at Spencer. His right index finger was slightly bent, and the cigarette butt in his hand drew an arc and bounced into the gravel on the roadside.

Funds were abundant again, and Allen was in a good mood. He went home, ordered food, and called Cameron and Luc Besson, who had just finished editing the film, to go to the screening room to watch the film together!

In the screening room with the lights turned on, Allen took a spoon and dug out a piece of braised pork. This was Iberian black pork raised seriously using local methods.

This thing doesn't seem to grow very big, but its growth cycle takes a year and a half. In the past, they ate natural acorns in Spain. Now in Wales, Allen's farmers are raising this thing. Free range and eat whatever you want in the national park.

The meat quality may not be as good as that grown locally in Iberia, but the difference shouldn't be big.

This kind of pork now has no fishy smell, and the meat quality is very good. The lean part is all snowflake meat. If the outermost fat is cut off, it can be passed off as Wagyu beef.

Finally eating the braised pork made from the non-saucy pork he raised, Allen ate and looked at the details of the shots on the screen.

This is a shot of the "German army" capturing the "Indian" played by a Korean.

With Rex's training, the Koreans performed really well. The visual impact in the camera was particularly strong, and the screams sounded real.

Watching Allen put down the spoon, Cameron organized his words and said: "Master, I have a problem I want to report to you and make a plan."

"Yes!"

"Um, didn't you say that we should take this film to Berlin for awards next year? If it is nominated for Best Supporting Actor or something, what if the actors who play these Indians are very popular?"

"Um?"

You've touched on my knowledge blind spot with this question.

Allen was stunned when Cameron asked, and then looked at the very real acting skills on the screen. Are these Koreans gone?

Is this too useless?

"These people? Are they gone?"

Allen called it a day after filming. As for what happened to these Koreans after filming, how could he have time to care about them?

"Oh no, a few were beaten... ah... a few were seriously injured during filming. I'm afraid someone will want to interview them."

Cameron used to work in Hollywood. Due to some special circumstances, he didn't know or understand what awards there were at the Berlin Film Festival's Golden Bear Awards, so he followed the situation in Hollywood. These Korean performances It's so real. What if the judges or reporters notice it and ask about it?

You can’t say that people are gone, right?

"Well, the actor was too involved in the film. After filming, he felt deeply about the miserable situation of the Indians at that time. He couldn't get out of the state and became depressed. He couldn't see anyone. Is this an acceptable excuse?"

Allen turned his head and looked at Cameron seriously.

"This. It should be possible. This has happened in Hollywood."

"That'll do!"

Allen snapped his fingers, "What's this blind interview? I made the movie so you can watch the movie itself, actors?"

Actors are not important!

"boss"

Luc Besson pursed his lips and couldn't help listening to Allen and Cameron's serious discussion of the reasons for what to do if the actor was interviewed.

Cameron, a Canadian, doesn't understand the Berlin Film Festival, but Luc Besson, a Frenchman, does!

We are neighbors. Although I have never been there, I have heard about it many times!

"What's wrong? You have a better reason?"

Thinking of the somewhat worn-out Luc Besson, Allen thought this guy had a better plan.

"No, no, no, boss, I just want to tell you that there is no such award as Best Supporting Actor at the Berlin Film Festival. There are only awards for Best Film, Best Director, and Best Screenplay."

"Huh? No?"

As Luc Besson's science popularized, a trace of awkward atmosphere filled the air between the three people. Cameron glared at Luc Besson, an old cunt.

You didn't say anything just now. I had already discussed it with the young master before you said it. Are you waiting for me to make a fool of myself?

The French really don't have any good stuff.