It is undeniable that there are still many milestone benefits for European defense, such as asking the United States for a price.

Alan Wilson told his wife about the progress in aviation cooperation in an enthusiastic tone. This is a great thing for the already extremely introverted airlines that exist in the UK, especially for the Mountbatten Group, which is inspired to go to the Lockheed route.

The Windsor Castle Hotel in Paris is just opposite Woodpecker Films. This location helps Alan Wilson express his loyalty to the British Empire. From the location, it is also quite good. The first choice of many movie stars, especially A dream come true for many boys and girls.

The most important thing here is the dream chaser who wants to become popular overnight, although in Alan Wilson's view, no matter what industry, once there are many suitors, it will inevitably be introverted.

This will not show anything special because of the film industry, otherwise, the embarrassment of Xiangjiang Films in the 21st century will not appear. The faces of twenty years ago and twenty years later are almost the same, but people will grow old The value will collapse, and a few struggling stars will not be able to save the decline of the film industry.

Fortunately, there will be no such result in Europe. As a European film powerhouse, France is still quite attractive.

"Did you fall in love with that starlet?" Heidi Lamarr asked sourly during the gap between the rocket ride, whether the man with the same status as her husband showed signs of changing his mind.

"How could it be, when I was a young lad? My dear, don't think too much about it." Alan Wilson explained calmly. If it wasn't for Heidi Ramati's name, he wouldn't even know who Brigitte Bardot was.

Although there is no difference in age, Alan Wilson feels that he and Brigitte Bardot are almost two generations old. This star, who is widely praised in France and almost has the same status as Taylor and Hepburn in England, did not cause waves in his heart...

Heidi Lamarr definitely misunderstood, he was just looking good when he passed by, and he had absolutely no wrong thoughts.

"Who knows if what you said is true or not, you men like young ones." Heidi Rama muttered in a low voice, and she was also carrying out a certain sense of moral kidnapping.

Even though she was trying her best to maintain her condition, Heidi Rama could still feel that she was really not young anymore. There is no longer the charm of Heidi Lamarr's kiss, which raised 25 million US dollars.

As soon as the words fell, the first vase in history, which was concerned about gains and losses, was held up by two hands, and the executive deputy minister was about to taste the taste of 25 million dollars now.

"I have paid too much for the British Empire." Before parting, Alan Wilson faced the two female presidents of Woodpecker Films and lamented his hard work.

He would have liked to have stayed for Christmas if possible, but the responsibility on his shoulders had to take him back to London to take care of his wife.

Marshal Mountbatten also expressed his gratitude to his son-in-law for his work of tossing around and surviving in the cracks. Although he was born in the navy, as the full-time commander of the British armed forces, he must also be level-headed and take care of the needs of various services.

He can't think that he has nothing to do with him because of the request of the Air Force. Fortunately, his son-in-law has been working hard for this.

With the advancement of aerospace technology, the status of missiles is rising. Even the Air Force, which has been looked at differently after the war, feels the pressure of competition.

Military expenditures are never enough for the military, and the government will not allow military expenditures to rise without limit. Being able to find a decompression valve will naturally be thanked by the military.

"I'm so picky about such a son-in-law as never before?" Mountbatten recalled that during the British Indian period, he prevented his daughter from interacting with Alan Wilson, and there was no regret in his words.

"Respected Marshal, if it were me, I might have the same reaction as you. My daughter is always different." Alan Wilson replied with a smile on his face, "But looking at it now, the result is good. "

Marshal Mountbatten nodded, and changed the topic, "The pressure on military expenditure is real. In this era, no matter how much money is invested, it is far from enough for the development of military equipment."

"This round of investment is over, I believe it will be much easier in the future." Alan Wilson smiled and comforted. At least compared with the United States, it is definitely easier. No matter what the United Kingdom says, it will not plunge headlong into the deep pit of Vietnam.

Britain is quite restrained on the issue of war. Although there is a quagmire like the Boer War, in terms of gold reserves, Britain's choice cannot be wrong. Can it be indifferent if it is replaced by other countries? He doesn't think so.

But a place like Vietnam cannot have such value in the eyes of the UK. If it is chosen a hundred times, the UK will not go to war in such a place a hundred times.

When the gold standard was still relatively stable, this round of British armament upgrades was completed smoothly, and the US armament replacement cycle is coming soon. Of course, the US can choose to retain its current huge armaments.

However, it is definitely a dilemma to keep the old platform, and the cost is not necessarily low. We can see how the United States made a choice at the time, and the maintenance of 8 million tons of naval tonnage is also an astronomical figure.

Marshal Mountbatten nodded and agreed with his son-in-law's statement about the cycle of armament replacement. "The whereabouts of the US military expenditure is indeed quite suspicious, but it is not easy for us to ask."

"That's right!" Alan Wilson replied with a smile, "It's not very difficult for Britain to maintain a relatively detached position. Besides, isn't France rushing ahead?"

Although France has always hated it for eight hundred years, at this time, Britain needs a leader like France to help Britain attract the firepower of the United States. Otherwise, relying on Britain itself, this environment is indeed very difficult.

There is hope, and Alan Wilson is willing to work **** this hope.

On Christmas morning, just before dawn, David was the first to wake up. He was momentarily disappointed to see that there were no stockings hanging by the fire. He had been disappointed years ago when his little sock was overstuffed with candy and fell to the floor.

Later, remembering his mother's promise, he quietly put his hand under the pillow, and sure enough, he took out a book with a pink cover. She knew the book very well, because it chronicled the classic story of the best people in history.

Vivien Leigh felt that this was the guide book all pilgrims on the long journey needed. She said "Merry Christmas" to wake her son up and told her to look under the pillow.

David pulled out a green-covered book with the same illustrations, which his parents had inscribed to make the gift even more precious. After a while, David went downstairs and saw his parents sitting and watching TV, discussing while watching, and he didn't realize that there was a rosy glow in the east, and a new day began again.

"You're awake, my child." Vivien Leigh was a little embarrassed, trying to struggle out of Alan Wilson's arms, but failed, and gave the man a shy look.

"Merry Christmas, Mother! Thank you for the book you gave me. We read a little, and we will read it every day," David replied with an obedient look, ignoring his parents' silliness.

"Merry Christmas, boy! I'm glad you're starting right away, but keep at it. But I want to say a few words before I sit down. Not far from here lies a poor woman with a newborn Babies. Six children crammed into one bed to keep from freezing because they had no fire to keep them warm. There was no food and the oldest came to tell me they were cold and hungry. If you saw me, boy, would you take your breakfast Give them a Christmas present?"

Vivien Li blurted out: "I'm so happy, you are so obedient, don't worry about me. Huh..."

Vivien Leigh, who was setting up the three-view education for her son as a mother, said excitedly, but covered the mouth of Great Britain Bao with one hand, and Alan Wilson nodded at his son, "Don't listen to your mother."

Then she said to Vivien Leigh with a helpless expression, "I don't mind using white lies to build up the child's self-motivation, but my dear, can you be closer to reality when you lie? The living conditions you mentioned are very similar to Britain before World War I."

If you can't tell a lie, don't tell it. Alan Wilson really can't see this kind of lie, and he can see that Vivien Leigh's white lie has not even deceived his son.

"There are activities at school today." David said at this time, "There are some programs to be prepared, and I still have to go back."

"There are other things." Alan Wilson looked at his son's expression and asked~lightnovelpub.net~If you have something to say, say it directly. "

"The school hopes that parents can attend, but I have already refused." David's tone was very calm.

"Vivian, let's go together." After hearing this, Alan Wilson said directly to Vivien Leigh.

Vivien Leigh was startled, her eyes moistened all of a sudden, she hugged the man without letting go, and kept kissing Alan Wilson on the cheek.

Private schools spent a lot of time on charity activities and celebrations in the morning, and the rest of the time was used to prepare for evening celebrations. The school required them to make their own props, so the students gave full play to their talents—necessity is the mother of invention—needs, They do whatever they want.

Some of the creations are ingenious—a guitar made of cardboard, an antique lamp made of an old-fashioned butter bottle wrapped in tinfoil, a brightly colored gown made of old cotton cloth with shiny trims taken from a pickle factory. The little tins that came in, and the armor with the same diamond-shaped tins that came in handy left over from canning from the pickle factory.

It was with these handmade props that everyone started the Christmas party and performed for the parents who came over.