British Civil Servant

v1 Chapter 284: officials and capitalists

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In Alan Wilson's view, being able to leave a glorious mark on the resume of British India is much more important than receiving money.

Civil servants can be shameless or incompetent, but they must not be shameless and incompetent.

This time the Americans took the initiative to send it to the door. He must seize this opportunity to turn the big ball with a small ball, so that the local finances can be greatly relieved, so that the British Empire can come out of the haze of the world war.

The lack of money will eventually affect its military power. There is no doubt that the United States has money, even if its military spending is far from being as clean as it seems, it will eventually push the moneyless Soviet Union to an unsustainable level. What if the victory is not by force, the key depends on who wins.

However, Alan Wilson's advantage is that the current situation in British India is stable, the national upsurge caused by Vivien Leigh can withstand at least a month of chicken blood, and British India is safe, he can stand the home field advantage, and capitalists representatives have a good talk.

This confrontation between bureaucrats and capitalists made Alan Wilson full of expectations and preparations.

The plane carrying Derek and a team of negotiators who selected elite soldiers landed at New Delhi Airport. Compared with Vivien Leigh's flight a few days ago, Derek seemed very deserted this time. This is normal. Conferred God Vivien Leigh on a par?

New Delhi and Delhi are two worlds. On the one hand, there are neat European-style buildings.

However, this is not the purpose of Derek's attention. After arriving in New Delhi, he did not come to the door immediately, but let Alan Wilson know that he was coming, but deliberately let the little bureaucrat in his eyes dry and grind his opponent's patience.

Derek, who was rich and powerful, took it for granted that this encounter would end with his own victory.

What a coincidence, Alan Wilson thought so too. Although the two have not met yet, their demands are still the same. It's just that one is a bureaucrat and the other is a capitalist.

At least Alan Wilson won't oppress ordinary people like ordinary capitalists.

He is essentially a top wage worker to keep the state machine running. He must first ensure his innocence.

Secondly, what policy he wants to implement, which directly shows what policy his superior finally launched. It's not that people in that system don't notice it at all.

Therefore, under the premise of preparing to communicate the plan with the locals, Derek is not dealing with Alan Wilson himself at all. Once the locals accept the plan, the director of the US Steel Corporation will face the civil servants of the entire British Empire.

This is not a one-on-one battle at all. Even if Derek brings a powerful negotiating team, it is impossible to confront the civil servants of the entire British Empire, not to mention that this is British India, and he has home field advantage.

Alan Wilson, at the Governor's House, did know through the messenger that the deep-pocketed capitalists had arrived in New Delhi. But there is no anxiety about what to do, or even when to expect wages.

At the same time, Derek, who arrived in New Delhi, traveled with the United States. In front of Bette Davis, he experienced the feeling of spending money like dirt. Looking at the Indian in Delhi, he looked at the rupee in his hand with eager eyes, which made the big man also quite satisfy.

If Alan Wilson saw this typical colonial symptom, he would definitely lament that human-to-human transmission has occurred, and even to the United States. By trampling on the dignity of the natives, they gain moral satisfaction, which European and American countries often do.

Joan Crawford was already waiting at the door of the apartment after get off work, which surprised him very much. He didn't know what the other party's purpose was. Did he want to blackmail himself?

"Joan, if there is anything you can say directly, I will definitely help." Alan Wilson swallowed. He was still a little guilty when he met Joan Crawford. Among the remaining three actresses, Joan K. Lau Fu is the hardest to deal with.

"Why aren't you welcome? Ellen, you are ours." Joan Crawford said casually, "I don't need your help, but tell you one thing, don't invite me in?"

"No problem!" After hearing Alan Wilson, he quickly took out the key to open the door. Like Heidi Lamar, Joan Crawford's gaze stopped for a moment on the conspicuous iron box, wondering what was wrong. ? Or is that what the single dog days are like?

Shi Shiran walked to the sofa against the wall and sat down, her posture was very unladylike. Joan Crawford watched Alan Wilson busy cooking and cooking, and couldn't help but praise, "I can't see that you are quite independent. of."

"Of course, a person... Sometimes living alone, I have to work on my own." Everyone has already found out, so he naturally doesn't want to lie to his face, "Stay and have a meal together?"

"Of course it's better, try your craftsmanship." Joan Crawford happily agreed, and just watched Alan Wilson busy, without any intention of helping.

During the meal, Joan Crawford revealed a piece of news, "You know, Betty's lover came to New Delhi, saying that he wanted to check whether the environment there is suitable for investment."

Where did you get the news? Alan Wilson looked astonished, this must not have leaked from himself, and then said, "Oh, yes, this is so surprising, you stars are so well-informed?"

"It's not that I don't have contact with China." Joan Crawford pouted, "I know that others don't know, but Betty has spent a lot of energy, but I think it is destined to be fruitless. I'm not bragging, I see more people than she is. Have you heard of U.S. Steel?"

"I've heard of it. But, Joan, you know, I work in British India, and of course I'm not as closed to the United States as most people think, but I only get news from the newspapers."

Alan Wilson found that as long as it wasn't about men and women, Joan Crawford was actually quite a liar, and he didn't lie, so far he had not been to the United States.

But it doesn't matter, Joan Crawford didn't use Alan Wilson to speak at all, and directly picked up the eight generations of Derek's ancestors, how old are they, where did they graduate from, what did they do, how did they rise to the top at U.S. Steel, and they were all scolded by AI Len Wilson got it.

Alan Wilson opened his mouth and listened to Joan Crawford's familiarity, before sighing for a long time, "You know her better than Betty herself, I can't describe what this feeling is."

"Of course." Joan Crawford raised her eyebrows, her already cold eyes even worse, "How dare I forget her, she is always in front of the media, saying that I have to sleep with a few men every day."

Cough cough! Alan Wilson coughed twice, wondering if he wanted to remind the other party that it would be inappropriate to ask for judgment in front of the British Empire for this kind of American internal affairs. But he also had to admit that he really wanted to hear it, and everyone had a heart for gossip.

Finally, with our human attitude, I comforted Joan Crawford, "Joan, there are many people at the bottom in this world, and those who are pampered, how can they understand the hardships we pay for progress."

"So you hooked up with Vivian, I didn't say anything." Joan Crawford showed in one sentence that Bette Davis hated her so much for no reason.

After two days, Derek, who was already a little tired of traveling with the United States, decided to do something serious, and sent someone to wait at Alan Wilson's apartment. After get off work, he told the God of Fortune that he had arrived in New Delhi.

Lao Tzu, a local snake in British India, use you to come and tell me that you are here? Alan Wilson didn't care, but nodded and wrote down the location of the first meeting, explained the matter the next day, and went to the agreed restaurant to meet.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day. Derek was blowing the ceiling fan and waiting boredly for the little official in his eyes to appear. It was not until Alan Wilson appeared that a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Two different nationalities~lightnovelpub.net~ but blood is thicker than water, one thought about burning Washington, the other thought about the gunshots of Lexington, and sat together face to face. At the same time, this is also a confrontation between officials and capitalists, who both think they should be the winner.

"Oh, Ellen, right?" Derek said with a conceited smile, turning his face to the window. "The environment in the colony is still a little worse. It's very hard for a civil servant like you to work in the colony."

"It's hard work, and there are many rewards. I live a very fulfilling life every day." Listening to Derek implying that he was poor and selling the secrets of British India for money, Alan Wilson responded humbly, "Actually, Many things are more important than money, such as respect."

"Yes, I agree with this." Derek nodded, remembering the Indians who were grateful to Dade when they got a little change in the process of traveling with the United States in Delhi, "Alan, the relationship between the United Kingdom and the United States is in the whole world. They are all very special. It can be said that blood is thicker than water. I will not talk about the current situation in the UK. In fact, everyone knows that at this time, many aspects need the help of the United States. Investment in some places drives the local economy, which is a good thing. ."

Derek said that blood is thicker than water, and he also said something about fighting the Soviet Union together. Finally, he said that the current British Empire needs blood transfusions from the United States. Selling the property of British India is a good way, which can be said to be a win-win situation.

"Mr. Derek, you should also know that because of the existence of the Soviet Union, many colonies in the world are clamoring for independence. These colonies now feel that nothing is important." Listening to the other party's nonsense, Alan Wilson also proposed Money can't solve everything.

Neither bureaucrats nor capitalists can reach consensus on any issue, let alone the British Empire is not the United States.