British 1986

"Sometimes, the subject matter you shoot depends on the situation."

Allen pointed to Ceylan's little script.

"Let's play with this subject for a while. It's only been so long since that movie, and it's back in the TV series. The audience will get tired of watching the movie."

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Ceylon listened to Allen's words in a daze, she always felt that something was not right about what she said.

As long as you can make money, what is photography?

Strike while the iron is hot!

How can anyone wait for the iron to cool before striking?

Allen leaned on the sofa and thought for a while.

He doesn't want to make this TV series, and he still has a movie on hand that he hasn't finished yet.

After you finish filming, you need to take a break, right?

What are you doing when you are so tired?

but.

The Ceylon in front of me also had to find a way to find a job placement for her without dampening her enthusiasm.

"That's it. I have a movie on hand that I haven't finished filming recently. How about you during this period? You should follow Syffis first. You know Syphis, right?"

"Is it your assistant director?"

"Yes, that's him. You first follow him and learn the process and specific work content of a producer. Then, you will take advantage of this time to recruit some people and set up a public relations team."

"PR team?"

Ceylon looked surprised. Why did he talk about TV series and get diverted to the public relations team?

"Oh, you resigned from the TV station. You can't let go of all your previous skills. I have been lacking a decent professional public relations team here to plan some news interviews and voice channels for me."

Allen thought about it and stopped talking about it. His family had never had contact with the media a few times throughout the year. He had the character of the old earl. If you don't accept it, just do it. Don't force it.

But haven’t times changed?

In the future, as communications become more and more developed, many things will be different.

If you still follow the behavior style of the old nobles, stay in the castle and don't go out, and don't have contact with the common people.

That's safe, but wouldn't it be too boring?

In addition, Allen is a film maker, so he naturally has to deal with all kinds of media.

Regarding the incident at the beginning of the year, a group of gangsters openly posted irritating articles against him in the newspaper.

He had no ability to counterattack at that time, and had to find Ceylon to interview him and speak out through the media in order to stabilize his position.

now

Now that Ceylon has come, Allen is going to let her set up a public relations team to be responsible for acting as Allen's personal spokesperson and responsible for all future external statements of the Earl's Palace.

You can't just let him, a noble man, go into battle and argue with people about all the trivial matters, right?

"At the beginning of the year, those Americans published articles in newspapers attacking me. I have rarely experienced this kind of thing before, and I lack the ability to respond to these things. In the future, the public relations team you set up will be responsible for such things."

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Alan sounds like he's the victim.

Thinking of this, Ceylon subconsciously thought of the female reporter named Pula.

That person's fate was tragic. Ceylon's car was not far in front of her car.

Although they didn't expect that something would happen on their way back after interviewing the Excellency, it wasn't until the accident happened that they heard several dense gunshots and the results of the extremely accurate direction of the action.

Ceylon's first feeling at that time was fear, and secondly

She knew who did it right then!

Not only her, but everyone who participated in the interview in the living room at that time can think of who did it, but they dare not say it.

They are not like those ignorant Americans who dare to ask questions about anything, or when facing a traditional nobleman, they actually want to dig a hole in the language to frame the nobleman.

If nothing happens to you, who will?

Totally deserved it!

"Your Excellency, how big should be the size of the public relations team?"

"Based on your experience, I will leave it all to you. You can set up the company as big as you think it needs. Funds and office space are no problem."

"Okay, Your Excellency!"

"Well, you have to be the head of this public relations team. I've been quite busy recently. After I finish handling the things at hand, I will start a new film and television project at the end of the year, or early next year. Then you can follow the crew. Now you Just do this job well, by the way."

Allen thought for a while and said: "Usually, you can collect a lot of news from various places, especially the news about me. All negative news must be responded to in a timely manner. Speak out where it is necessary, sue when it is necessary, and use other means when it is necessary. , use other means.”

"clear!"

After hearing Allen's explanation, Ceylon nodded extremely seriously.

"Okay. Let's go here today. Let Hu Te take you to choose an office later and get familiar with the environment."

After Allen finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then stood up and walked out of the living room.

"Ms. Ceylon, you are welcome to join us."

Hu Te watched Allen leave the living room, then slowly straightened up, his eyes met Ceylon who had also straightened up, and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Ceylan very formally.

"It is an honor for me to serve His Excellency the Earl. From now on, I will have to rely on you, the butler, to take care of me."

"Haha, let's go, I'll take you to the office."

"Then I will trouble you."

Ceylan picked up the small bag with a smile, then picked up the script on the coffee table, and then followed Hu Te out of the living room.

June 30, 1988, 48 Bryanston Square, Marylebone, London.

This is a famous school district in London, and William's primary school, Wetherby Primary School, is located here.

This school was not established for a long time. It was only established after the war and has a history of more than thirty years.

Wetherby Primary School is a boys' school, but the teaching quality here is very high, with famous teachers, and the admission process also has great advantages.

From primary school to secondary school, you can then transition directly to a prestigious university.

Wetherby Primary School is considered to be at the ceiling level among primary schools in London.

Although it is nominally a civilian school for princes, Wetherby Elementary School is a genuine private school.

The teaching quality is high and the teaching staff is strong, accordingly.

Tuition is expensive.

The tuition fee per semester is about 4,000 and nearly 5,000 pounds.

Primary schools in the UK have three terms each year.

In other words, at Wetherby Primary School alone, the annual tuition fees for children add up to more than 10,000 pounds!

Ordinary families simply don’t have the financial resources.

It is not easy for families with such financial resources to attend such a school. They also need to register in advance!

How early?

After the child is born, he must register it as soon as possible, and then...

Just wait and grab a spot. As long as you grab a spot, your child can only pay the tuition and go to school here when he is four years old.

It is a very competitive elementary school!

Extremely hardworking.

Of course, if like William, his father is the crown prince, then there is no need to queue, he can just jump in line!

The old-fashioned Bentley does not look so conspicuous among the luxury cars in front of the school, and is even a bit low-key.

But under the surprised eyes of many people, the two Bentleys drove directly towards the school gate in such a swaggering manner, and did not stop until they reached the school gate.

Several burly men got out of the car first, observed the surroundings with great vigilance, and then separated to stand on guard.

This kind of behavior

Not like some nouveau riche.

Some sharp-eyed people had already looked at the logos on the clothes of the strong men who looked like bodyguards. Some people were so close that they could even see the extremely low-key family crest on the Bentley.

Although there were only two vintage Bentleys, those who saw the badges on the cars were a little numb.

Not everyone can use this thing, and the trademark and family crest are completely different.

To be able to drive so openly and unscrupulously, and to have a small convoy with a family crest, there is a high probability that a noble is here!

In the expectant eyes of some people who stopped to watch, the door of the second Bentley slowly opened.

A blond young man came down first. He looked like

Fak

He looks familiar. He is wearing a blue British suit, very decent, mainly because of his face, which is very famous!

"That's not the Earl of Carmarthen!"

"It's him, it's him. Keep your voice down. There are bodyguards looking this way."

Before the onlookers could exclaim, the Earl of Carmarthen did not rush away after getting out of the car. Instead, he turned around and bent down to take out a child from the car.

"His Royal Highness Prince William!"

"It's your highness!"

"Your Highness actually came with the Earl of Carmarthen?"

"Why are they here?"

"Hurry up and call the TV station and sell the news!"

"Hurry up!"

Allen took William, who was wearing a gray school uniform, out of the car and looked at William who looked excited.

This naughty boy is currently wearing a gray school uniform with red lace embellishments, shorts on the lower body, a small suit on the upper body, a small postman hat with the same color as the school uniform on his head, and a cartoon schoolbag on his back.

"Cousin! Come in quickly. Can we still make it home for dinner in the evening?"

"What's the hurry!"

Allen rubbed William's head.

Are you a child? Is there any child who would not be excited to hear that he is about to drop out?

Even if I drop out of school a few days ago and go to Wales to go to primary school again, it's still worth being excited about.

At the gate of Wetherby Primary School, an elderly fat grandfather with gray hair and a very friendly appearance, accompanied by a middle-aged female secretary, rushed to the gate out of breath. When he saw Alan for the first time, he stretched out his hand to say hello. .

But maybe he was too fat. The fat grandfather put his hands on his knees and panted heavily not far from Allen.

"It's nice to see you again, Your Highness William. Hello, Mr. Allen, welcome to Wetherby Primary School. How are you going? I'm the principal here. Just call me Will."

After waiting for a full two minutes, with Allen's speechless eyes, Fat Grandpa moved to Allen, first said hello to William, then to Allen, and introduced himself.

He knew that Allen would bring William to go through the transfer procedures today, and he had called in advance when he was about to arrive.

Mainly because he was too fat and he came out of the office when he got the call.

I had to rest several times along the way before reaching the school gate with difficulty.

"Weir, it's time for you to lose weight. Look at how breathless you are. If you let the children see you like this, will they imitate you and eat like you?"

Allen smiled and pointed at Will's belly and made a little joke.

"Yes, yes. That's what you said." Will didn't object to Allen's words at all, and quickly nodded in agreement.

He was able to become the principal of this school because of his image and affinity!

The youngest is four years old, and the oldest is only ten years old. It can be said that they are all children in school, and affinity is the most important, which is conducive to his work.

But he didn't have time to explain this kind of thing to Allen, who didn't know the inside story. When he encountered the noble instructions, he just nodded and agreed. As for whether he should do it or not,

How many times can he, Count Allen, come to school a year?

Maybe next time he comes here, he will not be the principal here!

Will slowly took Allen on a tour of the school, occasionally glancing at little William who was following Allen like a follower.

At this time, little William put his hands on Alan's lower back and pushed forward, urging him in a low voice to go quickly and go through the formalities. He couldn't wait to go back to Wales, and his stupid brother was still waiting for him at home.

"Your Highness, are you so eager to leave school? Don't you have any nostalgia for this place?"

"No!"

The smile on Principal Weir's face was a little embarrassed after hearing William's very decisive and straightforward answer.

Allen walked in front and smiled. He deliberately inked for a while to give time to the media outside.

He has asked Ceylon to arrange for people to spread the news. After a while, all the media who have received the news will come over.

When they were in Wales, they were afraid to shoot it, but now they're in London!

it's here.

These media are just a little bit bolder, not to mention the news today is quite exciting!

The majestic little prince William is not going to school!

Although there is a twist later, it is actually a transfer of schools, but the report is too real. Only by setting a scary point in the title can the newspaper have sales.

Many people who care about Prince William know that this young prince has a bad character and does not go to school, which seems to be expected.

I came on the last day of the school holiday because there were not many parents outside to pick up their children today, so there were more seats available for the media.

When Alan held William's hand again and came out of the gate of Wetherby Elementary School, dozens of cameras had been set up at the gate of Wetherby Elementary School, and there were also people holding cameras. All media.

When they saw Allen and William, there was a burst of low shouts around them, and no one came up to say hello or salute.

Based on the two meters next to the two Bentleys, the surroundings were surrounded by media!

William, the top British player, has such a huge traffic.

When Allen saw this posture, he almost laughed in his heart. He kept his expression calmly and stared at a well-known media in the distance, and glared fiercely, as if blaming them for blocking the road. Same.

Pulling William closer to him, his action seemed to be a subconscious action to protect William.

It wasn't until Allen turned his head and looked to the other side, where there were some less famous media, that he smiled slightly and nodded, which was considered a greeting.

As for being interviewed, say a few words or something?

Don't even think about it.

It was already an honor for them that he could smile in that direction, and it was even enough for some people to boast about it for several years. As for communication, they were not qualified yet.

The bodyguards on standby quickly surrounded Allen and William, blocking them from getting into the car quickly, leaving a few bodyguards to clear the way and loudly urging the crowd blocking the road in the distance to make way.