British civil servant

The local chief executive believes that it is a matter of maintaining the legal system of the British Empire and public opinion.We cannot budge on this matter, and we are now at a stalemate.

If one reads the alarmist remarks in these newspapers, it is estimated that there is a tense atmosphere in the air in Malaya.

Alan Wilson, on the other hand, is thinking about what kind of countermeasures to use through the daily statistical data.Whether it is the cabinet or Whitehall in London, they all want things to calm down immediately. Any government that encounters similar things puts stability first.

"You go back and say that it is actually not possible to release these criminals. But all the captured people are sure criminals. Once released, the British Empire will pay a huge moral price."

Alan Wilson took out the bill for buying aspirin, but it was written in another name, and said, "This is the figure we calculated recently. The cost of treating Japanese prisoners of war may cost Malaya a year's tax. At the same time, if you and the MCA can get more than 300 million signatures to jointly guarantee the detainees, I can consider returning to London to fight for this matter.”

Chapter 595 Joint Guarantee

"As for the formal negotiation, to jointly solve the current problem, at this stage, the MCA should not be regarded as air." Alan Wilson said in front of Su Yang with his hands behind his back, "But I believe that if this matter goes smoothly, you and Tian Mister should be on an equal footing with the traditional leaders of the MCA. When the time comes, I will give you a hand, and the Chinese will have the final say in the future. Don’t rush to replace them just yet.”

"I know the signatures of 300 million people will definitely need the help of the MCA." Su Yang nodded and hesitated for a while and couldn't help but said, "But the number of people is too many, it's a bit difficult."

"This is already stuck. The total population of Chinese is 590 million." Alan Wilson shook his head firmly. Amnesty for 300 prisoners is actually not difficult when you think about it. Is there really only 3 people who stormed the prisoner-of-war camp? The appeal of the two of you can only gather a few thousand people at best, and the rest are just following suit. Yes, the number of people cannot be counted at all.”

"Even if 3 people were arrested, most of them slipped through the net. I see that many of the sit-in petitioners were criminals who hadn't been caught. Such an enthusiastic petition is to let the matter pass quickly, in the name of exonerating themselves. Pay attention. Do I count as reasonable doubt?"

"Huh?" Su Yang opened his mouth, which is indeed a reasonable doubt, "I'm afraid that the MCA also thinks it's very difficult."

"That's not just right. In the future, it's up to you Chinese workers who have been to Newfoundland to protect the interests of the Chinese. It just happens to let the MCA go." Allen Wilson laughed out loud, "As long as my bottom line is low enough, No matter what the result is, it will be earned."

At this time, British Malaya was full of confrontation, just like the extremely fierce fourth battle, but it was not.

London believed that the situation in Kuala Lumpur was on the verge of breaking out, but Alan Wilson, who was in Kuala Lumpur, ate and drank every day.

All agreed that this was a test for the colonial rule of the British Empire in Malaya.But Alan Wilson didn't think so.

The Japanese thought that Alan Wilson would take it seriously for the sake of his own face, but the face of a colonial official was never worth much.If the colonial officials wanted to save face, they would not choose to bring overseas jobs.

Colonial officials came to work overseas for money. This was the case when they were willing to go to British India at the beginning, and it is the same when they come to British Malaya. As for the face, it is not worth a penny.

The so-called panic came after Alan Wilson expressed his willingness to have a formal dialogue through Su Yang.The sit-in petition that had been going on for almost a month disappeared in an instant.

This matter has entered the second stage, conducting sincere negotiations to see what conditions the two sides can offer.Alan Wilson set the date for negotiations on March [-]st.

March [-]st is not special, but he has lived in the administrative office for a long time, and he wants to spend a few days sleeping with his arms around the Great Britain Treasure.

"You scared me. There are so many people surrounding the Administrative Office. It's really worrying." Holding the man, with a delicate face pressed against Alan Wilson's chest, Vivien Leigh expressed her worries.

"There are British soldiers guarding, nothing will happen." Alan Wilson stretched out his hand to touch the woman's hair, and comforted softly, "The situation is controllable. Compared with these large number of petitioners, we are still preponderant. That should not be doubted."

"You are like this, you always feel okay." Vivien Leigh complained softly, her arms just wrapped around Alan Wilson's body and did not let go, "I don't want David to lose his father at such a young age, you can't do that in the future."

Vivien Leigh raised her head slightly, and Alan Wilson just lowered her head and kissed her red lips, and said with a smirk, "Why does Vivienne care about me so much? In fact, I have always been a little worried in my heart, and I can't get into your heart."

"Don't make trouble, we're all like this." The body under the booth twitched for a while, as if reminding Alan Wilson of the current facts, "Can't you feel my love for you?"

"I want to feel more real. Today I decided to challenge my weakness." With a smirk, Alan Wilson decided to regain the loss of being blocked for nearly a month on this night.

The days of being the Commissioner of British Malaya are very hard and have certain risks.But as an excellent colonial commissioner, Alan Wilson still endured it all.

On March [-], when the leaders of the MCA, Chen Zhenlu, Lim Lian Geok, and Su Yang, who had been running for it, arrived at the Malaya Commissioner's Office, they saw Alan Wilson, who looked a little haggard.

This official negotiation is the most noteworthy matter in the British Malaya colony at present. Every move involves the hearts of millions of people. If it goes well, everything is easy to talk about.

"Please sit down! We all know each other, so there's no need to introduce yourself." Alan Wilson, who has been a little distracted by playing with the national treasure recently, yawned a long time, and stretched out his hand for several Chinese leaders to sit down.

Afterwards, there was a long silence. Alan Wilson had nothing to say, and was still thinking about the special reception Vivien Leigh gave him.

"Lord Zhongtang, our purpose is to release the detainees. After all, this number is too many." Lin Lianyu said first, "After all, it is tens of thousands of lives. All beheading means the destruction of tens of thousands of families. Befitting a gentleman in the British Empire."

"Gentleman manner? This is not local!" Alan Wilson's eyes widened slightly, and he corrected, "We in the UK have always followed the customs of the country and respected the local customs, so we enforced the Qing law for Chinese people. Although The executioner may have worked harder, but I believe the Malays are more than willing to oblige."

"Master Zhongtang, why do you want to give Japan an explanation? The Chinese are the backbone of Malaya. We can live in harmony." Chen Zhenlu's words went straight to the point, "Tens of thousands of people were killed. You can indeed do this, but if you really do it, it will not benefit the UK, tens of thousands of families will be broken, and some unknown forces will take advantage of it and destabilize this place."

Alan Wilson stared at Chen Zhenlu, and the point of entry for these words was obviously much smarter, a bit like the leader of the MCA Association.

"I don't care about Japan. After all, it is just a colony that does not recognize it as a colony. There is nothing to worry about. But after this incident happened, I saw a very bad trend. If I don't take it seriously, in case One day, the Chinese are really dissatisfied with the colonial government?"

Alan Wilson glanced at the leading figures of the Chinese in Malaya, and changed the subject, "Today it is aimed at the Japanese, but it is hard to guarantee that one day my head will not be clear and it will be aimed at the British. I have reasonable doubts. What do you think? ?”

The atmosphere froze again for a while, and several people looked at each other. This suspicion was indeed not too much.

At this time, Su Yang stepped forward to relieve the embarrassment, and said like a stunned young man, "Master Zhongtang, what we really want is a guarantee, and we can give a guarantee. The main Lord Zhongtang asked us to see if we can do it." arrive."

"It was really a mistake for Commissioner Gerald to introduce Chinese. If he knew that this would happen, he might think so." Alan Wilson raised his eyebrows. "According to my previous thinking, after killing all the criminals, The work of repatriating the Chinese will start immediately. But I am not a cruel person after all, since you want to make sure, well, I will say a few conditions."

"I want a joint guarantee of 300 million Chinese, and at the same time guarantee that they will not oppose British colonial rule. If I can do it, I will release 3 people in prison."

"If you can't do it, I will not only kill the criminals in the prison, but also start to repatriate the Chinese. Correct the mistakes of the previous commissioner." Alan Wilson paused when he said this, "Is it reasonable? Even if it is the request of repatriation It’s not too much, the aborigines here are Malays, and you Chinese are foreigners just like the British.”

It is not too much to be reasonable, but who wants to be deported to the Chinese who have already had a stable life in Malaya?

"The joint signature of 300 million people to pledge allegiance?" Chen Zhenlu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Isn't it too difficult?"

"Handprints are also required, not just signatures." Alan Wilson said in a considerate tone, "Give you a month to gather the number of people, and I am willing to go to London, begging everywhere for the king to issue an amnesty Ling, if you can't do it, people will still be beheaded, and the Chinese will start to repatriate. It's time to test your unity. Don't always talk about how cohesive your own nation is. Use this thing to prove that it works no matter how many times you say it. "

Anyway, Alan Wilson feels that it is not too much to use 300 million people to guarantee [-] lives.Maybe you can overfulfill the task.

As for any other alternatives proposed by the MCA, Alan Wilson shook his head and rejected them all.He would not agree to any conditions other than to pledge allegiance to the British Empire. "I just ask you to pledge allegiance to the royal family. Is it so difficult?"

In the next few days, several people began to discuss this problem with Alan Wilson, and finally realized that there was only one solution.

On this day, the British Malaya Administrative Office announced the results of the negotiations. The Chinese must get together a joint guarantee of 300 million people and a declaration of allegiance by the same number. Only in this way, Alan Wilson will return to London. , the criminal who caused the bloodshed.

"You only have 30 days." As soon as the news was announced, the entire Malaya Chinese community immediately fell into an intensive joint call for names.

Chapter 596 It's Real

"Actually, who will verify the signatures of 300 million people?" Alan Wilson laughed complacently in front of Vivien Leigh, not finding it difficult at all.

"Actually, the direction of this matter is entirely up to you." Vivien Leigh looked stunned, and then whispered, "Let me worry for nothing, you are so bad."

"Stalin said that the voters can't decide anything, and the vote counters decide everything. In a sense, it is right." Alan Wilson was proud, "A football game, ball certificates, circumstantial evidence, plus sponsorship, co-organization , all the units are all my people, how can they fight me?"

When women meet naked in front of men, it should be for true love, not for money.Since Vivien Leigh came to Kuala Lumpur, this idea has obviously become more deeply rooted.

In fact, apart from their nominal marriage, the two are no different from a couple in other respects.She was his Mrs. Wilson, and she was willing to keep it secret.

To a young mind hungry for passion and adventure, this was not life at all.Long and boring workdays are the same every day, and Vivien Leigh enjoys the taste of lover's touch, all night dancing, fine wine and occasional freedom.

Who made her a well-known actress, but in Kuala Lumpur, she experienced ordinary comfort.Although this kind of life lacks some passion, it seems that this is the day I dream of.

Every day when Vivien Leigh gets up, she will prepare a simple breakfast, watch the man enjoy it, and then watch the two children when Alan Wilson is away, waiting for the busy man to return.

This is actually not bad, at least Vivien Leigh thinks so, life is comfortable and peaceful, at least for her.

Vivien Leigh twisted her hands, letting her thoughts soar like a powerful and unconstrained style.There are many places she is not allowed to go, and there are many things she cannot do.She can only read the news in the newspaper to find out what's new in this place managed by her man.

She could always see the tired figure of this man. Of course, this kind of pretended tired figure should not be hidden from the actress, but when love is in the head, nothing is impossible.

The most heart-warming thing is that this busy man never complains and bears all the pressure silently.

In fact, there is nothing to complain about. It is nothing more than cleaning up the remaining tails and filing records that will never see the light of day, so as to maintain the superficial peace of British Malaya.

How could he let the national treasure know about secretly dealing with a group of dangerous elements through this turmoil.

Of course there are similar things, but they are not published in the newspapers. The newspapers are all peaceful petitions, the orderly links, and the links that are not suitable for newspapers are all in the newspapers in Jakarta.

But who would believe it?Moscow is more concerned about the extremely fierce fourth battle. As far as Jakarta's influence in public opinion alone is concerned, it cannot even influence Aceh, let alone Asia.

"There is a small difference in demographics, which is very normal, and I believe all parties should understand." Alan Wilson solemnly said to the colleagues sitting in the row, "About the fire in the archives this time. You don’t have to be harsh, there are always accidents in life.”

"No, of course not." A group of colonial officials shook their heads, saying that this may be life, and sometimes such things happen, accidents are understandable, and it is not worth investigating.

"Very good! You are really reliable." Alan Wilson smiled happily, and changed the topic, "For the stability and order of the British Empire, we have sacrificed too much, and London is also watching."

Taking the opportunity to use a big event to cover up some inherent hidden dangers, the people here are all old bureaucrats, and they don't need anyone to teach them if they are self-taught.

Although it seems that Kuala Lumpur has been in turmoil in the past period of time, only the people here know how many usually difficult things they took the opportunity to deal with.

Is it true that colonists don't kill people?It's just that they don't kill often. Whether they are pro-Soviet or pro-American, Malay or Chinese, after this time, I believe they will be more reliable than before.As for the unreliable part, bye!

Then it's time to play music and then dance. The happiness of the colonists is not suitable to appear in front of the public.

This is a dazzling, magical and mysterious event.The milky white light ball hangs from the huge Gothic lamp stand, reflecting the brilliance of the St. Charles Theater.

The parquet floor was waxed and polished, reflecting not only the warm and soft beams of light, but also the gilt decorations of the weeds on the poles, the crimson velvet curtains, the urn railings of the boxes, and the Lyre design of the domed ceiling.

Golden, orange, green and other seven-color rainbows are sprinkled from the dome, and the waves are undulating in the steaming heat of the lights, as if the waltz played by the orchestra is melodiously rotating.

The dance floor was crowded with well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, and through the masks on their faces, pairs of eyes shone with joyful brilliance.Here is a lady dressed as a medieval lady, with a draped headdress on a flowing robe.In the other chamber was a monk with a crucifix reaching to his knees, and his dancing partner was dressed as a priestess of a temple.

In the arms of another hussar is an aristocratic lady from the French Revolutionary era, with powdered hair and a red silk scarf around her neck; her golden clothes are shining brightly, and the feathers on her headband are swaying.Amidst the eye-catching glass gemstones, true jewelry still radiates a subdued radiance.

The air is filled with the smell of perfume, and many clothes are usually pressed in the bottom of the box, and only come in handy when needed.Above the melodious music, there are human voices and laughter.Under each nameless mask, there is still the usual and familiar teasing style.

Only on this occasion, Alan Wilson dared to show up with the unnoticed Great Britain Treasure.

"Do you often have this kind of dance?" The Great British Treasure under the mask had a sour tone, and she thought of some indescribable things from this occasion.

"It's also my first time to participate, and I didn't expect it to be like this before I participated." Alan Wilson, who was holding Vivien Leigh's waist, was very frank, not lying, he really participated for the first time.

He was also taken aback when he saw this scene just now. As a colonial administrator, he didn’t understand the happiness of the colony. He thought it was just like in New Delhi.

Who knows that the colonists are also advancing with the times, and that each generation is happy with each generation. When he was in the Governor's Mansion in New Delhi, he faced a group of old men every day, but now the colonists are all young.

As for the previous group of people, they have either been promoted or retired to live a boring life of poverty and pensions.Who knows the happiness of the new generation of colonists.

"But I think the situation in Xiangjiang is similar." After dancing with the national treasure, Alan Wilson took Vivien Li's fair little hand, walked to a secluded corner, and talked about another prosperous place.

"It's just a small place." Vivien Leigh obviously didn't like the place Alan Wilson was talking about.

"The key is the location. The tribal people in the Sahara Desert want to be British, but we don't want it!" Alan Wilson smiled and said softly, "Actually, if you don't mind, you can buy some land in Xiangjiang and develop some real estate Even if the project is not developed first, it is good to put it in the hands and wait for the appreciation.”

After receiving the signal from one victory to another, Vivien Leigh's eyes behind the mask were full of agility, and she whispered, "I need your help again, I don't even know what to do."

"It's nothing, you are the mother of my son." Alan Wilson put his arms around the dream lover of all British men. He was already bored with this kind of dance, but he still felt that the day of sleeping with Vivien Leigh in his arms was more suitable for him.

As the commissioner of British Malaya, can he talk to Xiangjiang?Of course it is possible. The manager of Xiangjiang is also a civil servant. As for the governor, he cannot manage the entire city himself.

Depending on the importance of the colony and the level of economic development, some colonies appoint governors and some appoint commissioners.It's just that British Malaya happened to be administered by the Commissioner.

Most of the colonies are currently managed by commissioners, and as for the part managed by the governor, most of them have become independent.

Like Canada, Australia, New Zealand.Xiangjiang is considered to be one of the few places where there are governors.

Alan Wilson, who likes to make women in close relationships more successful, pays attention to joint signatures and at the same time uses the information to see where Xiangjiang has developed. He is already the deputy secretary-general of the Overseas Assets Management Committee, and it is not crossing the line to care about it.

For the current Chinese community, the most important thing is of course to jointly sign a guarantee. Perhaps the lives of [-] compatriots are not enough to arouse the enthusiasm of the masses of people who eat melons.

But there is another thing that can do this, and that is about repatriating Chinese to make up for the mistakes of the previous commissioner.In order not to be deported, the enthusiasm of the Chinese for joint guarantees has never been higher.

After discussions with Lieutenant General Bilton, the commander of the garrison, Allen Wilson and the garrison commander officially announced the details of the second nuclear test in British Malaya, and the vicinity will be blocked at that time.

The time has entered April, and the fourth longest battle has not yet ended. The United Kingdom conducted a second nuclear test in British Malaya. The United Kingdom, the Netherlands, Portugal and Australia issued a statement condemning the Sukarno government in Indonesia. Human rights violations in Aceh, and stated that armed intervention was not ruled out.

In fact, no, verbal interference is okay, and wars cost money, and it costs a lot of money.

Verbal intervention can save costs, and it is relatively cost-effective. It doesn’t cost much to talk about it, and it can also reflect that Great Britain is still the essence of an imperialist power, and it is used to fool domestic citizens.

Chapter 597 Who is Mountbatten

Always looking for something, the great powers across the sea don't fit Alan Wilson's definition of third world punching and punching.And this is the work of the United States. Due to the special relationship between Britain and the United States, Alan Wilson cannot steal the show.

Therefore, Indonesia is more suitable as the target of his punches. At any rate, there are still partners from the big imperialist family around who can help. If there is nothing to do, punching Jakarta twice is a necessary means.

The signatures of the joint guarantee were sent to Kuala Lumpur from all over the country like snowflakes. Alan Wilson didn't care whether these signatures were true or not. He only needed an excuse. If the number of people was really not enough, he could understand the painstaking efforts of the Chinese to help counterfeit.

But now it seems that there is no need for it. With the real threat of repatriation, the 300 million signatures seem to be a piece of cake.

"After finishing this matter, I believe that the development of Malaya will enter the fast lane." Alan Wilson looked at Vivien Leigh who was trying to exercise, and said while supervising.

"Is this useful? Didn't you always look down on the Indian method?" As a beginner, Vivien Leigh obviously still had doubts about yoga, and some poses were quite shameful. She even had reasonable doubts in her heart. man is deceiving himself.

"Anyway, India's civilization for such a long time cannot be full of shortcomings, and there are always some merits." Alan Wilson picked up the newspaper, glanced at the report on the fourth battle, and said with one mind and two purposes .

"For example?" Vivien Leigh asked out of breath.

"Like your yoga now!" Alan Wilson's absent-minded answerer, "And, eh? I'll think about it."

Vivien Leigh had an expression on his face that I knew, this man couldn't even think of it, he was just deceiving her.

"If you stick to it first, it will really help your body function. You just have to believe in me, and you will find the benefits after a while." Alan Wilson put down the newspaper and began to focus on supervision.

After all, British Malaya is in the tropics, and it didn't take long for Vivien Leigh's body to be covered with a layer of sweat. The national treasure who practiced yoga felt a little overwhelmed, and asked to stop panting heavily.

"Okay!" Alan Wilson got up and hugged Vivien Leigh, waiting for the national treasure to rest and perform bone setting.He even felt the benefits of practicing yoga earlier than the client. In the past few days, he felt that Vivien Leigh's body was much lighter and softer.

After the last dance, Alan Wilson deeply realized how unprofessional the younger generation of colonists are.These latecomers will regret it sooner or later, and they will definitely regret not making money at the best time.