British 1986

Looking at the small box on the desk, there were several ventilation holes on the box, and Allen was a little curious, what could be put in such a small box?

It can't be some small lizard, spider or snake, right?

He hates these things very much, they feel a bit heavy.

Hu Te smiled and motioned to Allen to open it himself and take a look.

Allen put down his chopsticks, leaned back slightly, and gently opened the box with both hands.

There was some hay in the box, and squatting on the haystack was a small yellow-brown meat ball the size of a fist.

The big round eyes blinked the moment they saw Allen. It didn't seem to be afraid. It opened its mouth wide and stared at Allen.

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"What is this?"

When you see this, it should be a little bird. It looks a bit like an owl, but it looks a bit ugly.

Allen frowned. In his impression, although the owl was a beneficial bird and could catch mice and other things, it was

As a Chinese in his previous life, Allen didn't like this thing very much.

In the past, in rural areas, as long as you heard the call of this kind of bird, there was a high probability that an old man from somewhere was not far away from driving to the west. It is said that this thing has a very sensitive sense of smell and can sense people who are about to die.

As long as they enter the village and coo in the trees in the village, within a few days, they will hear the news that an old man in the village has died.

Very evil.

Keeping this thing at home seems to have a bad connotation.

But when Allen thought about it, he seemed to have no elders in his family, so it didn't matter.

"Master, this is a snowy owl. It is a kind of owl. It is a white owl with black spots on its feathers. It is a large raptor. The person in charge of the BBC heard that you like hunting, so he gave this to you. , saying it is a good helper for hunting.”

"That's it?"

Allen looked at the small yellow-brown meat balls in the box with their mouths open waiting to be fed. Then he thought about the snowy owl Huth mentioned, and he couldn't connect the two species at all.

Snowy owls, this Allen has the impression that they are a large raptor that lives near the tundra and tundra areas. Some of them are in good condition and have white feathers, which are very beautiful, but most snowy owls have more or less white feathers. With some black spots, it looks a bit like snow camouflage, but it looks pretty good.

The little one in front of me now has the wrong coat color and is still so small.

I heard that the snowy owl is a bird of prey that can be compared with the likes of Haidongqing.

"Is this a mistake?"

"Master, this is a newly hatched baby bird. It needs to be nurtured by the eagle slave from an early age. It will need to molt before it can change color when it grows up."

Hu Te smiled and explained.

"Oh, that's how it is."

Allen watched the little guy keep his mouth open, waved his hand and called the servant: "Bring me some sashimi."

He gently picked up a piece of sashimi with his hands and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth. He didn't chew it. When he closed his mouth, the meat disappeared. His big yellow eyes were still staring at Allen.

"Yo"

Allen stretched out his hand and grabbed the little guy. I don't know if this thing's personality is like this. Anyway, it is not afraid of people. When Allen grabbed it, it didn't bark. It just looked at Allen with its mouth open.

After feeding a few more slices of sashimi, Alan stopped because he was afraid that it would be exhausted to death.

"Okay. There's no need to hire an eagle slave. I'll have someone build a cage tomorrow and put it in my bedroom. I quite like this little thing. Let's keep it for now."

Seeing that this little guy was so honest, not afraid of people, and didn't bark, Allen was ready to keep him by his side.

Doesn't it mean that the little bird raised like this from childhood is more family-friendly.

Thinking about it, when I go hunting in the future, I will put this thing on my arm, a big pure white owl, it is quite interesting to think about it.

"Okay, Master!"

Had a simple shabu-shabu hot pot meal.

Allen was leaning over the desk reading the report. The little snowy owl was sitting lazily on Allen's desk, like a little meat ball. Sometimes it looked at Allen with its big eyes and then looked at the things in his hands. , markedly curious.

Allen ignored it, put down the last report, picked up a pen and signed his name, and then pinched his eyebrows with his hand.

"Master, Karl will be back tomorrow."

Seeing that Allen was finally finished, Hu Te personally handed him a cup of herbal tea.

"Okay, okay, you can arrange for someone to pick him up tomorrow, and I'll ask Karl to accompany me fishing in the afternoon. Have those congressmen invited him?"

"I just called. They will arrive on time tomorrow afternoon."

"Very good! Let's go, I want to rest, I'm tired."

"Okay, Master."

Hu Te stood up, looked at the little snowy owl that Allen had forgotten on the desk, smiled and gently tapped its head with his index finger.

"twitter!"

The little snowy owl doesn't seem to be too cold to Hut. When Allen touched it, it didn't react at all. But now when Hut teases it, it opens its mouth and looks like it wants to attack Hut, but its movements are relatively slow. Not scary either.

"Hey, it's pretty awesome." Looking at this little thing, Hu Te grabbed it and put it in the box, preparing to help the young master take care of it for the night.

"Master!"

"I'm home!"

Allen slept in in the morning and didn't get up until almost 12 o'clock. After washing and having lunch, it was already almost 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

The servant took the tools and the group went to the creek not far from the manor to fish.

At this time, old Karl appeared in front of Allen wearing a thin black suit.

This guy used to look slovenly when he was pretending to be the owner of a car repair shop, but since becoming a knight, Old Carl has paid great attention to his appearance.

It doesn't matter whether he is rude or not, and his appearance is very good. Even when he was in the United States, he was as polite as a hat and a stick, like a traditional old gentleman.

"Just rest for a few days when you come back. Don't rush. Have you brought enough of the people I asked you to bring?"

Allen walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Old Karl fell behind him. Hearing this, he nodded quickly and bowed his waist and said: "Young master, you have brought everything with you, but we are leaving separately, and the airport we are coming back to is different. We need to gather together." Wait a few days."

"Yeah, it's very safe. Don't be in a hurry. This time I'll buy the team. I'll wait for Edwards to send me the information in a few days, and then I'll leave those shareholders to you."

Allen whispered to Karl Lao about the acquisition of Manchester United and the resolution plan of the shareholders.

"It would be better if they thought it was Edwards Jr. who betrayed them and let them hold a grudge."

After hearing Allen's arrangement, Old Carl couldn't help but frown, and hesitated after thinking for a while. After the servant packed up his things and stood outside, looking at no one around, Old Carl whispered: "Master. I think. You are still too kind, I wonder if I can give you some advice?"

"oh?"

Allen holds the fishing line in his left hand, hangs the fishhook, and gently pulls it on the ball of bait, sticks some bait on it, and then throws it gently. This is when fishing begins. He is more Buddhist in fishing. It’s for fun and relaxation, and the fish you catch will be released anyway.

Since Old Karl has an opinion, he would like to hear it. After all, he is an old man in the family. He can also help him check for omissions and make up for some things that he has not considered thoroughly.

"explain!"

"Yes! Young Master. Since you don't want to leave a way out for little Edwards, then we might as well go one step further and pick the one with the toughest bones among those shareholders and kill him first, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, and the result will be what little Edwards sees." He is greedy for money and wants to steal their shares, so that he can act preemptively. Since he has been framed, let’s give him some harsh punishment!”

"In this way, if the remaining small shareholders are frightened by this, we can do it faster."

Old Carl used to do dirty work. He had a ruthless personality and was very skilled at doing this kind of thing. When Allen was still thinking of throwing dirty water on little Edwards, Old Carl wanted to get it done in one step.

After all, it’s been done, isn’t this more real than false accusation?

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Allen's hand holding the fishing rod paused, then slowly turned his head and looked at Old Carl.

At this time, there was no evil look in Old Karl's eyes, as if the words just now did not come from his mouth.

Now old Carl is like an old servant who is loyal and gives advice to his master.

"Very good! You have thought it through, then you can do it. I don't look at the process, only the results. When doing things, let your subordinates brought back from the United States do it, and send them away after they are done. , do it more neatly."

"Don't worry, young master, just leave it to me."

After fishing with Allen for a while, not a single fish was hooked, and Allen was not annoyed. He just read a book and waited. Old Carl was a little bored waiting beside him.

Just when he was about to report the situation in the United States, he saw several people approaching in the distance from the corner of his eye.

For a moment, Old Karl subconsciously wanted to get up, but after thinking that this was near the manor, the young master didn't move. His hanging heart was relieved again, and he whispered: "Master, a few people are coming."

"Ok, I know."

Allen put down the fishing rod in his hand, fixed it, and sat on the deck chair to wait for someone to come.

The three people brought by the servant are councilors from Wales who are committed to the earl. They received a call from Butler Hut last night. Lord Allen asked them to come over today and tell them what to do.

"Your Mightiness!"

"Your Mightiness."

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Allen pointed to the side and said, "Sit."

The servant took three small matzas and handed them to the three congressmen. Looking at this scene, Old Karl stood up and wanted to leave first.

"Karl doesn't need to go, just stay."

Following Allen's voice, the three congressmen discovered that this formally dressed old man was the earl's other butler. They were shocked and quickly said hello: "Hello, Sir Carl."

Old Karl nodded to them expressionlessly and did not speak.

Several people sat in a circle around Allen with small mats, staring at the fishing lines in the water in a daze.

"In the near future, you can try to train some manpower first. In another year, I will be able to go to the House of Lords for a meeting, and I will mention increasing the autonomy of Wales!"

"!!!"

The balding elderly congressman was a little excited when he heard Allen's words.

How long has he been waiting for this day!

The old count in the past didn't like to take care of this kind of thing. They were "leaderless".

Mr. Allen now pays more attention to this kind of thing. He has started to prepare for this matter before he has officially entered the House of Lords. Isn't this exciting?

Wales still has a certain degree of autonomy, but it is only limited to the field of culture and sports. This kind of thing is not very maneuverable.

Allen wasn't doing it for any big deal, he was just acting as a troublemaker to increase his sense of presence.

If we can increase the autonomy of Wales, we can upgrade the regional councils.

Only when regional autonomy becomes greater will other things here be easier for Allen to operate.

This is not a fight for independence like the Scots, it is just an increase in autonomy, which is relatively mild.

Now he can only do what he wants in his own Carmarthenshire, and cannot reach out to the whole of Wales.

If he can make a certain contribution to increasing regional autonomy, then he can rely on these members to stretch his hands even longer.

If things go on like this and train people well, in a few years, he, Alan, will transform from the little bully of Carmarthen to the real little bully of Wales.

"Don't have too many people. The exact number is up to you. Prepare first. There is still a year left. You can make your own plans. What should you do? You don't need me to teach you, right?"

"No, no. You are busy with your affairs, so you don't need to worry about such small things."

"Yeah"

"Haha" Seeing these people being so righteous, Allen couldn't say anything. He had always been aloof towards these people. He didn't talk much and relied on them to figure it out on their own.

The main thing is that Allen himself is also trying to figure out this kind of thing, and he is not very good at it. He just bullies the command and is afraid of being laughed at, so he just pretends. Unexpectedly, this trick is quite effective.

"Karl, please talk to them. When you do things in a few days, they can provide you with some help. Do it secretly and don't bring trouble to us."

"I understand, Master!"

Only then did Old Karl realize that it turned out that the young master had this intention in letting him stay. Although he could direct his men to do it without the help of these congressmen, with the help of these congressmen, he would be able to He is safer.

This is all the young master’s good intention!

After Allen finished speaking, he yawned and said: "Okay, let's talk. Before you leave, remember to pick up something. I have prepared a small gift for you. You did a good job last time. I will wait for the second phase of the project." Once it’s started, do it again!”

Before leaving, Allen praised them a few words and gave them some small gifts.

As for what the gift is?

The ingredients that Charles had just delivered yesterday, he borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha.

This kind of thing can, firstly, let them see Earl Allen's status in His Highness's heart, and secondly, it can make them feel that Allen still values ​​them and rewards them every time they come over.

Regardless of the value of the gift, this form is very precious.

In early August, after finishing his chores, Mr. Allen returned to the set and started his great career as a director.

This is a magically adapted film based on Allen's previous film "Deep Water".

The main manifestation is the explosion of three views.

The film is currently halfway through filming. Recently, Allen, the "chief director", has not been on the crew, and Syffis has been leading the crew to shoot location scenes.

Since these shots are all medium and long shots, there are no high requirements for acting or anything like that. You just need to basically follow the script and split shots.

Once Allen returns, we can continue to advance the main storyline.

PS: An update today! I'm taking a short vacation. It's the weekend and I have to go back to my parents' house to attend a family dinner. I don't even know what time it is when I get back in the evening.