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Alan Wilson has seen Roman Holiday, but he himself does not fit the character of the American hillbilly.

And the age of Hepburn is not very in line with the princess's character, but it doesn't matter, just take a day trip to London in a relaxed way.

There are some places in London where Russians live. This is the same as Paris, the capital of Belarus. Most of them are descendants of former aristocrats after the collapse of imperial Russia. Some are waiters or dishwashers, some drive taxis, and a few eat soft rice. Some Successfully brought money from imperial Russia, opened a car repair shop or a dance hall. On the whole, the Russians in London are hard-working, and they are much better at enduring that luck is not on their side than the Britons of the same class.

Most of the people living in these places like to subscribe to the Daily Times newspaper. The Daily Times is a conservative newspaper and is very hostile to the Soviet Union. Of course, from the perspective of the supporters of the Labour Party, what the Daily Times newspaper writes is the opposite. That's it, make sure you can't go wrong.

The neighborhoods where the descendants of imperial Russia lived would not be less visited by the intelligence services in London because of their anti-Soviet stance. Such a group would be troubled by two thoughts at the same time. On the one hand, blood is thicker than water, and on the other hand, heretics are more hateful than heretics, and they are angry at both ends.

The advantage of coming to the neighborhood where the descendants of Emperor Russia live is that Alan Wilson can show some of his traits, such as hypocrisy. You must know that Audrey Hepburn does not currently have British nationality in the strict sense.

"It turns out to be the case. I can help communicate. In fact, this matter is not difficult in principle." Aaron Wilson listened to Audrey Hepburn's words about the convenience of living, and wrapped the ticket on himself.

Perhaps Ellen Wilson's layers of camouflage played a role, and Audrey Hepburn told the bottleneck in her dance career, because she had been judged unfit to be a ballerina because of her age and height.

"Oh, my God, that's really regrettable news." Ellen Wilson said with a disappointed look, "Audrey is like an angel who fell from the world, but I believe that all roads lead to Rome, like you Such a girl will definitely find a stage that suits her, and one day, you will shine like the sun, and you will be immersed in people's hearts like the moonlight, there is no root, but I just have this feeling.

"I'm really happy to have your help, Ellen." Audrey Hepburn seemed to put down the boulder in her heart, "For my dream, the family's financial pressure is very high, I was thinking about whether to find some other industries, now It is also in a state of half public and half school.”

"It's amazing, this kind of thinking is quite admirable." Alan Wilson nodded to himself, "This may be a girl with a dream, with a charm, very people want to help."

Audrey Hepburn was obviously very happy to be recognized by Alan Wilson, and she sang a couple of sings about the wine she didn't touch much, and asked about Aaron Wilson's work in Newfoundland.

"The local problems in Newfoundland are only financial problems, and they belong to the sequelae of the World War." Alan Wilson pretended to be serious, mentioning the measures he implemented in Newfoundland, of course, mainly to shape his own positive image, "The most important thing is to be careful. , how to reconcile the relationship between different ethnic groups, try to get understanding. Find a way to live in harmony, but fortunately so far, there has been no unresolved contradiction."

Of course, there are also some of them, Alan Wilson himself exhausted, overworked private goods. But it's not all lies, "Oh, by the way, the local government of Newfoundland once invited several American actresses to shoot a promotional video, but also left some contact information. If things develop on the screen, maybe I can help."

"Oh, really?" Audrey Hepburn's eyes lit up. Although her cheeks were blocked by the mask, she believed she was happy at this time, but she shook her head gently and said, "I want to discuss it with my mother."

"That's right, it's very important to get your mother's understanding." Alan Wilson nodded earnestly and said, "Let's walk around, and I'll take you back in a while."

Audrey Hepburn and her mother lived in London, although Alim took care of them, but the place where they lived was quite poor.

"Audrey, I'm going to have a dinner with my colleagues in Whitehall. Maybe I can ask for some opportunities. See if I can help you find a good job." Ellen Wilson sent Audrey Hepburn home and stopped at The door said, "Wait for my good news."

Then he watched Audrey Hepburn enter, and Alan Wilson turned to leave. If his memory is correct, during the cultural exchange in the Soviet Union, he seemed to have helped a lot of young actors who were squeezed in by Whitehall civil servants and participated in the cultural exchange. To make a step into the body, help is mutual, and this kind of thing has to come and go.

Here he was back in London to meet with his colleagues in Whitehall, and it was only a matter of time to ask.

There are positive and negative sides in the world. In places where high-end hotels are not seen, there are also working people, well-dressed waiters, and maybe two jobs.

Alan Wilson may have been uncomfortable with his habit. Before his colleagues arrived, he slipped to the back kitchen of the hotel and visited the hotel when the personnel manager stopped him ineffectively.

Then the head of personnel led Alan Wilson into a cramped basement -- actually a basement further down -- where there was a sink and a couple of gas stoves, it was too cold to stand up straight, the temperature might be There are one hundred and ten degrees Fahrenheit.

The head of personnel explained to Alan Wilson that the job here was to deliver meals to the senior staff in the hotel, who ate in a small dining room above, where the waiters also cleaned and washed their dishes.

People here generally work from 7:00 in the morning to 9:15 in the night, except for about half an hour to rest.

First wash the dishes, then wipe the staff cafeteria tables and floors, polish the glasses and knives, serve the meals, wash the dishes, then serve more meals, wash more dishes

It's not hard to do, except when it comes to serving meals in the kitchen. The kitchen was hell, reddened by firelight, and the sound of cursing and the banging of pots and pans was deafening. It was so hot inside that all metal utensils were covered with cloth except for the stove. The stove was in the middle, and twelve cooks were running around in front of the stove, sweating on their faces, regardless of the white hats on their heads.

Around them were a few tables, and a gang of waiters and dishwashers clamored with plates. The kitchen worker was naked, poking the stove, and scrubbing the big copper pot with sand. Everyone seems to be in a hurry and has a great temper.

Ninety-nine seven! Alan Wilson sighed that the old imperialists of this era had a hard time. He didn't think the service here was easier than the Chinese workers in Newfoundland. He could only say that the place of fatigue was different. Pleasant thing.

Shocked by Alan Wilson's bad taste, the Personnel Manager, with a sweat on his forehead, would this young Whitehall gentleman be dissatisfied with the backstage environment of the hotel?

In all fairness, there is one point, but Alan Wilson didn't get too entangled in this issue. The London catering industry in this era should be similar, right?

Alan Wilson, who knew that this situation would be rectified sooner or later, left the back kitchen and waited for his colleagues to get off work.

An hour later, the hall was full of friends and well-dressed gentlemen. The topics ranged from Moscow to Washington, from astronomy to geography. Every Whitehall civil servant was a senior politician. It takes us reliable people to run the country.

Of course, the topic also involved the current head of Whitehall, Norman Brook. It is well known that Norman Brook has a special hobby, that is, when he is not working, the cabinet secretary is an excellent carpenter.

In the mouths of many Whitehall civil servants, Norman Brooke's final adjustment to Whitehall after taking office is called building a cabinet.

Not only according to their own ideas, to create a successful display! Of course, in front of the general heads of various departments, Norman Brooke rarely smiles, which is completely different from when he first came to power.

Norman Brooke's smiles are generally directed at the Prime Minister and Ministers. At the same time, while smiling, he also clarifies the responsibilities of the Government and Whitehall, so as to avoid the Minister's interference in Whitehall's work.

"We now respect and fear Sir Norman," sighed the secretary-general of the Defence Council.

"I think you mean? Restrained restraint, isn't it?" Alan Wilson corrected absentmindedly holding the glass.

"Yes, Macmillan said that our cabinet secretary is a very charismatic and enthusiastic person." Markins next to him came over, "We can't just follow along because of some unverified words in the media. "

"Markins~lightnovelpub.net~ I have something to ask for your help." Seeing Markins coming over, Alan Wilson remembered that among the civil servants who went to the list of people who communicated with the Soviet Union last time, there was He is one, and the other party's responsibilities can really help him.

"Please speak, Alan." Markins sat down very gently. In addition to being a civil servant, Markins also has a title, Lord Sheffield, our man. ...

"Can I trust you?" Alan Wilson asked in a low voice.

"Of course, Alan." Markins seemed to be offended and assured with a stern face, "As long as I can do it."

That's it! Alan Wilson nodded, saying whether Markins has any plans for a city promotional film, he has a good candidate.

Markins understood in seconds, and his attitude became more approachable. As for the help he once asked Alan Wilson, it seems that it can be written off today.

"The royal territory plan is more realistic at present." Norman Brooke, the cabinet secretary known as restrained and restrained, is also talking with Prime Minister Attlee about what he thinks is a major event.