Remember [New] for a second,! It is undeniable that there are still many benefits of milestones in European defense, such as the ability to ask the United States for a price.

Alan Wilson told his wife about the progress of aviation cooperation in a warm tone. This is a great thing for the airlines that exist in the UK and are already extremely introverted, and it is even more so for the Mountbatten Group, which is inspired to go the Lockheed route.

The Windsor Castle Hotel in Paris is located 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 is even more The dream land of many boys and girls.

The most notable thing here is the dream catcher who wants to become popular overnight, although in Alan Wilson's view, no matter what industry has many suitors, it will inevitably become involute.

This will not show anything special because of the film industry. Otherwise, the embarrassment of Xiangjiang Film in the 21st century will not appear. The faces of 20 years ago and 20 years later are almost the same, but people will grow old and look beautiful. 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 outcome on the European side. As a European film power, France is still quite attractive. .

"Have you taken your fancy to that little star?" Heidi Rama asked sourly while sitting on the rocket, if a man of the same status as her husband was showing signs of changing his mind.

"How come, when I'm still a young guy? My dear, don't think too much." Alan Wilson explained calmly, if it wasn't for Heidi Ramatti'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. The star, who is widely acclaimed in France and has almost the same status as Taylor and Hepburn in Britain, did not cause waves in his heart.

Heidi Rama must have misunderstood. He was just eye-catching when passing by, and he had absolutely no wrong thoughts.

"Who knows if what you said is true or false, you men like young people." Heidi Rama whispered, also carrying out a sense of moral kidnapping.

Even if she tried her best to maintain her state, Heidi Rama could still feel that she was really not young anymore. There is no longer the charm of Heidi Rama's Kiss, which raised $25 million.

As soon as he finished speaking, the first vase in the history of worrying about gain and loss was held up by both hands, and the executive secretary was about to taste the taste of the $25 million.

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

He would have liked to stay for Christmas if possible, but the responsibility on his shoulders had to make him go back to London and take care of his wife's mood.

Marshal Mountbatten also expressed his gratitude to his son-in-law for his work of surviving in the cracks. Although he was born in the navy, as a full-time commander of the British Armed Forces, he must also be well-rounded and take care of the needs of various military services.

He couldn't think that he had nothing to do with him because of the air force's request. Fortunately, his son-in-law has been working hard for it.

With the advancement of aerospace technology, the status of missiles is rising. Even the Air Force, which has been treated differently after the war, has also felt the slightest competitive pressure.

Military spending is never enough for the military, and the government will not allow military spending to rise indefinitely. Being able to find a decompression valve will naturally be thanked by the military.

"I've never been more critical of such a son-in-law?" Mountbatten recalled that he prevented his daughter from interacting with Alan Wilson in British India, and his words were not without remorse.

"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, "But now, the result is good. "

Marshal Mountbatten nodded and changed the subject, "The pressure on military spending 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 into the deep pit of Vietnam.

The United Kingdom is quite restrained on the issue of war. Although there is a quagmire like the Boer War, in terms of gold reserves, the choice of the United Kingdom cannot be wrong. Can it be indifferent to other countries? He didn't think so.

But a place like Vietnam cannot have such value in the eyes of the United Kingdom. If you choose a hundred times, the United Kingdom will not make a big fight in such a place. The United States, a pervert, is still not as calm as the United Kingdom when it comes to viewing issues.

When the gold standard was still relatively stable, this round of British armaments was successfully updated, and the U.S. armament replacement cycle was imminent. Of course, the U.S. could choose to retain its current huge armament.

But it is definitely a dilemma to keep the old platform tough, and the cost is not necessarily small. I just saw how the United States chose to keep the 8 million tons of naval tonnage, and maintenance is also an astronomical figure.

Marshal Mountbatten nodded, agreeing with his son-in-law's statement about the cycle of armament changes, "The whereabouts of the U.S. military spending 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 the UK to maintain a relatively detached position. Besides, isn't France rushing ahead?"

For 800 years, France has always hated it, but at this time, Britain needs an iron boy like France to help the United Kingdom attract the firepower of the United States.

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

Early in the morning on Christmas Day, just as it was dawn, David was the first to wake up. He was momentarily disappointed to see that there were no socks hanging by the fireplace. Years ago, his little sock fell to the ground because it was too full of candy, and he was disappointed like this.

Later, remembering his mother's promise, he quietly put his hand under the pillow, and sure enough he found a book with a red cover. She was familiar with the book because it chronicled the classic stories of some of the best people in history.

Vivien Leigh felt that this was the guidebook that all pilgrims on the long journey needed. She woke up her son with a "Merry Christmas" and told her to see what was under the pillow.

David pulled out a green-covered book with the same illustrations, which his parents had inscribed, making 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 a red glow appeared in the east, and a new day began.

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

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

"Merry Christmas, boy! I'm glad you're starting your studies at once, but keep at it. But I want to say a few words before I sit down. Not far from here lies a poor woman and a newborn Babies. Six kids crammed into one bed so they don't freeze because they don't have a fire to keep them warm. There's no food there, and the eldest comes and tells me they're cold and hungry. If you see me, boy, would you like to have breakfast Give them Christmas presents?"

I just heard Vivien Lei rush out: "I'm so happy, you are so obedient, don't worry about me. Woohoo"

Vivien Leigh, who was using her mother as her son to establish three-view education for her son, was excited, but covered Great Britain Treasure's mouth with one hand. Alan Wilson nodded at his son, "Don't listen to your mother."

Then a helpless expression turned to Vivien Leigh and said, "I don't mind using white lies to build up the children's self-motivation, but my dear, can you be closer to reality when you lie? The living conditions you said are very similar to It was 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 in the school today." David said at this time, "There are some programs to be prepared~lightnovelpub.net~ I still have to go back."

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

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

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

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

Private school charity activities and celebrations took a lot of time in the morning, and the rest of the time was spent preparing for the evening celebrations. The school asked to make their own props, so the students gave full play to their talents-need is the mother of invention-need whatever they do.

Some of the creations are quite clever--a guitar made of cardboard, an ancient lamp made of an old butter bottle wrapped in tinfoil, a bright and dazzling robe made of old cotton cloth, and the surface is brightly inlaid with a pickle factory. The little tin pieces that came, and the armor with the same diamond-shaped little tin pieces that came in handy were leftovers from the pickle factory canning.

With these hand-made props, everyone started the Christmas party and performed the show for the parents who came over.