British 1986

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Allen hates people who are a spoiler, so why does he cry so often?

I didn't hurt you!

I'm crying before this even starts. It's so moodless!

"Why are you crying! Do you want to or don't want to?!"

"I think... let's go out?"

Jennifer Connelly is a little confused about reality again. She has been like this recently, and she can't tell whether it is a drama or reality. She has been confused these past few days, and now she is confused again after being frightened by Ellen.

"Then you want to leave just because of your talk?"

Allen stared at the zipper on the female prisoner's uniform. The blue uniform and the white zipper were still very obvious.

Not to mention, Allen is used to seeing the glamorous looks of various celebrities, and now the image of Jennifer Connelly is becoming more and more pleasing to Allen's eyes.

Just think about this situation, if you are Yin Zhiping, Xiao Longnu is in the back mountain one night, being threatened by you with a sword. She kneels on the ground and begs you. There is no Yang Guo, no old Taoist priest, no one around. Can save her!

It's no use even if she screams and screams!

As Yin Zhiping, you can do whatever you want.

What is this experience?

This is a weakened version of Allen's current experience!

Grabbing a handful of Jennifer Connelly's hair, Allen pressed her to the iron fence without mercy.

In the dark prison, Jennifer Connelly's sobs could be heard again, as well as the sound of the iron fence shaking.

In early November, the weather in Wales had turned cold, and the overall pace of life was slow. It was already past eight in the morning, and there were not too many pedestrians on the streets.

In the newspaper stall on the street corner, several today's newspapers were hung in the most conspicuous places. The boss, wearing black-rimmed glasses, held the newspaper in his hand and frowned slightly while looking at the picture on the cover.

"Boss, here's a mirror newspaper!"

"Well, get it yourself!"

Seeing that the boss didn’t even raise his head, and the people buying newspapers weren’t angry either. They were all neighbors. They knew that this old man usually likes to read newspapers when he sits here. Everyone was accustomed to say hello to him before buying anything. .

Picking up the Mirror and looking at the photo on the front page, the newspaper buyer's expression instantly turned into the same frown as the boss's.

As we all know, as the most transparent among the four handsome boys, Wales's presence among the four handsome boys has never been high.

The first is because there are only a small number of people in Wales and the political stance is "firm". Therefore, there are very few reports about Wales in major newspapers like this, let alone the headlines.

"Mirror boss, billionaire Robert Maxwell died tragically in Wales!" 》

Faced with such a terrifying title, the picture above is a picture of the port of Cardiff, the capital of Wales.

Any Welsh person who sees this news would be stunned!

Something big happened in such a peaceful and peaceful place with simple folk customs in Wales!

This is so rare!

I remember the last time something happened, it was an arson attack in the port development area in Swansea. Later it was said that it was committed by rioters in Northern Ireland. The people were nervous for a while, but then it was dismissed.

It happened again this time.

This is a billionaire!

He died tragically!

This was unusual. The newspaper buyer was about to continue reading when he suddenly had second thoughts.

Wait, the boss of the Mirror?

Isn't the newspaper he bought the "Mirror"?

Your boss died tragically, how do you still have time to report the news?

Or the headlines?

Sure enough, it is the leading broadsheet in the UK. A broadsheet looks like a broadsheet. Even though its boss is dead, it actually reported the news about his own boss on the front page!

Really dedicated and awesome!

"Master! Master! Wake up! Master"

In the past, Allen always slept until he woke up naturally. Today, for the first time, he was woken up by Old Karl.

When he opened his eyes and saw Old Carl's big face, Allen was almost startled.

But then he was a little nervous, being woken up by Old Karl. What happened?

Allen first looked around. He was still in the large bedroom in Old Carl's manor. Next to him was Jennifer Connelly, who was still sleeping with her head covered and her face had been crying for a long time.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

As if drinking and drinking, Allen vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a high time in the prison last night, and then he took Jennifer Connelly back to the manor in the middle of the night. After he came back, he seemed to have played for a while more , he didn’t know exactly when he fell asleep. At this moment, he was woken up by Old Karl, and his mind was a little confused.

"Master, it's an urgent call from home. Hu Te said that His Highness has something to ask you and asked you to return to London as soon as possible."

"!!!"

When Allen heard this, he trembled subconsciously and his mind was mostly clear.

The first thought in his mind was, could it be that the old Buddha is gone? !

The sky of my country has fallen? !

No, no, if she was really gone, old Karl wouldn't have this expression, he would be too calm.

What a joy!

"that's it?"

"Yes, it's inconvenient to talk on the phone, and Hu Te didn't say much else. He said that someone from His Highness will contact us in Los Angeles later, and they will arrange a special flight back."

"So urgent?"

When Allen heard this arrangement, he asked, what happened?

He has just started to get better in Los Angeles, and he is already a little happy and unhappy. He has only been here for a few days and is about to leave. He still wants to play for a few more days!

Looking at each other with Allen, Old Karl shrugged and said helplessly: "Master, I don't know the rest. Since it is all arranged by His Highness, what about us?"

"Go and call the embassy, ​​and send someone to go to the embassy in person. The consulate should call back and confirm!"

Allen still maintained the vigilance he should have and had to follow the procedures he should have. Today's incident was too sudden and special. He had never encountered it before, so he couldn't lose the caution he should have.

"yes!"

Old Karl nodded in agreement, but he didn't move.

"Is there anything else?"

"Well, there is another person who was dragged to me through connections. He was introduced to me by a congressman and said he wanted to meet you."

"Oh? What for?"

Allen has long been used to this kind of people coming to see him, and there is a high probability that this person is not from California. If the people here would have met him like last time, he would have met with him along with the old guys from those families. Instead of waiting until now, I have to rely on connections to see him.

"It is said that he is a Jewish businessman who opened an investment company, but he is very naughty. It seems that he wants to meet you because of what you did this time."

"I know, let him wait, I'll sleep a little longer."

As soon as he heard that he was not an important person, Allen immediately lost interest and squinted his eyes, preparing to fall asleep.

"Then young master, should I let him continue to stay in the living room?"

Old Carl said casually, but Allen didn't hear it clearly. Anyway, when he lowered his head and looked again, Allen seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Sir Carl, isn't Mr. Allen up yet?"

When Old Karl left the bedroom and returned to the hall, he saw a man who was not too tall, only about 1.7 meters tall. He looked about thirty or forty years old. He was well-maintained, but his face had a temperament.

With the natural slickness and cunning of many Jews and short hair, the first impression this kind of person gives people is that of being unreliable and a bit flattering.

"Jeffrey, that's what I call you, right?"

"Okay, okay, Sir Carl, you can do whatever you want."

"Well, it's like this. Today is very unlucky. If it were any other time, I would suggest you wait a little longer. My master usually gets up very late in the morning, but today, he encountered some special circumstances. I suggest you come back another day."

Old Karl patted the middle-aged man named Jeffrey and gave him sincere advice.

There is no way, this is all introduced by acquaintances, and he is not too unreasonable.

"this."

When Jeffrey heard what Old Karl said, the disappointment on his face was clear.

"Sir Carl, just give me three minutes. I have a great plan. In just three minutes, I can explain it to Lord Allen. Is three minutes okay? I promise not to waste too much of your time. "

Jeffrey was not angry, but tried his best to fight for it.

"Well, just wait here for now. I still have something to deal with."

Seeing that the Jew was so persistent, Old Carl stopped chasing him and just waited if he wanted.

"Your Excellency Allen! Hello Mr. Allen, it's an honor to meet you. When I went to Britain a few years ago, I was fortunate enough to be received by His Highness Andrew. Can you give me three minutes? I have a great project. If I want to cooperate with you, I only need three minutes."

Allen was touching the buttons under the coat with his left hand. As he walked, he turned his head and whispered to Jennifer Connelly next to him. Jennifer Connelly pulled Allen's cuffs with a look of reluctance. The two had been playing for the past two days. It's very exciting. Although some of Allen's hobbies are a bit intolerable to Jennifer Connelly, after playing with them, the upper limit of people's acceptance seems to be higher. She is even more fed up with Allen. Now early in the morning, just now When she opened her eyes, Allen was actually going back to London early, which made her very uncomfortable.

Seeing an unsightly middle-aged man rushing out from the side, Jennifer Connelly's eyes flashed with disgust.

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Allen stopped. He had just heard a name that he didn't like very much. If he hadn't mentioned that name, Allen might have listened carefully to what he said, but now this person mentioned it.

You were received by Prince Andrew. What's so great about it?

I even ruined his marriage and sent him to the front page!

Have I taken it out and blown it?

"Master, this is Jeffrey. He has been waiting for you here early in the morning. Look"

When Old Carl heard Jeffrey bragging about such things, he instinctively felt a little bad. He quickly stood up to smooth things over, then stepped back and ignored it. Americans like to brag. The problem with having sex is annoying everywhere.

"Jeffrey? Tell me."

Sure enough, seeing Allen's unhappy expression, Old Carl took a step back slightly, looking at Jeffrey, ready to laugh.

"Haha, thank you for giving me this opportunity. It's like this. I've read your news in the past two days and I admire you very much for your rescue operation. I'm here to share your worries. You saved so many people this time. There are many people, I wonder how you plan to arrange them in the future?"

While outside media are praising Allen, they are not the only ones praising him. Some major newspapers are trying to be as pertinent as possible in their reports, some are deliberately trying to overshadow the popularity, and some are bribed by him to use the same tone. However, the tabloids are different. They can say whatever they want. have.

For example, hundreds of high-end prostitutes, what does Allen plan to do with this large group of people in the future?

Organize a group and open a large club?

What kind of club needs five or six hundred ladies of this level?

But Jeffrey didn't think so. Instead, he got inspiration from this incident. He was engaged in investment, and his investment projects were a little different from ordinary investment companies. He was very keen to seize opportunities and felt that he could work with them. Please cooperate with this noble and invest in a project together.

"How to place them?"

Allen squinted his eyes and looked at the Jew named Jeffrey. If the situation was different, he would at least have the patience to listen to it, but now he has to rush to the airport first, and secondly, Jennifer Connelly is still there On the other hand, if he talks nonsense, won't it affect his image?

"I have already planned their arrangements, and we will wait until the judicial process is completed. As for your project, I have no interest in hearing about it."

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency! You have so many top-level resources, don't you want to go further? Even if you want to make money, don't you think it's a waste if these people only rescue them? Have you ever thought about it, if we work together to plan Use a piece of land to build a large resort, or even a separate island, put all these people in it, use it to receive guests, and build a high-end club. What is the effect? ​​After all, this is what they did before."

Seeing that Allen was about to leave again, Jeffrey didn't care about the familiar-looking woman next to him, and directly proposed his plan.

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Allen took a serious look at the Jew. This idea was very advanced!

But does his status require him to do such a thing now?

He needs these women to make money for him, which is good, but what Allen needs is to make money through serious channels, upright!

If these employees used any unfair means or took shortcuts in making money, it was none of his business, but Allen would not directly trap them like a madam and let them do their job.

This is the essential difference!

How much effort did it take to clean up his previous business in The Gambia?

He won't do this kind of business again, and now this guy is actually doing this for him. Isn't that disgusting?

"There are many ways to make money, but I don't like your disgusting method. I don't like oppressing people. I like freedom and civilization! Old Carl, arrange for someone to send him out and stop annoying me!"

"It's the young master!"

Old Karl waved his hand, called two bodyguards, and asked them to drive Jeffrey out.

"Your Mightiness!"

"Your Excellency, please consider my plan, Your Excellency! As long as you leave them all to me, you don't have to worry about anything!"

Jeffrey's arms were grabbed by the bodyguards, but he still struggled and shouted at Allen, who had gone away.

As the seat belt around his waist was untied and the plane finally flew smoothly, Allen twisted his neck, took a sip of the coffee handed by Xiao Shitou, and then looked at the person opposite him, who was waiting for him at the airport. receptionist.

"What happened? Are you in such a hurry?"