Since the first stop is Nigeria, Alan Wilson directly extracted a few words from his mind, Africa's largest country by population, Africa's largest economy, Boko Haram and the most important Obasanjo.

In the 21st century, Nigeria has a population of 200 million. The largest population in Africa supports Nigeria's economic development. As for the name of Boko Haram, you can always see it on the news.

As for Obasanjo, the military strongman, he is the representative of Nigeria's maintenance of integrity. The level is at least higher than that of Chang Gong, and I don't know where it is. The only failure is to be taught by election politics.

However, the level of this person is much stronger than that of Chang Gong. If he can always stick to the military government model, he will either be overthrown by a coup d'etat, or he may be a figure like Napoleon in Africa.

Now according to the time, Obasanjo should not have a firm foothold in the army, so don't worry about it for a short time.

Nigeria will eventually become independent after killing him. It is better to leave a positive example to defend democratic elections. In any case, countries that use the British electoral system are unlikely to pose a real threat to Europe and the United States in the end.

Alan Wilson has determined from history that Obasanjo is not a pro-Soviet ideology, so at least it is impossible to become Castro, so it can be concluded that there is basically no threat.

Of course Pamela Mountbatten did not want her husband to leave, especially in such a backward place, but part of the reason for this was that the more her husband eliminated hidden dangers for her, the final destination was Iran. She could only bid farewell to her husband with apology.

"Actually, there's one thing I want to say. I haven't been here yet this month. I'm going to the hospital for a checkup in two days." Pamela Mountbatten blushed and talked about her hunch.

"Wow, I hope there is good news." Alan Wilson was overjoyed and hugged his wife and kissed happily, "I have a suggestion, the air in London is too bad, you should find a place to rest, Give our children a healthy environment."

The wife said that she had not seen it, but Alan Wilson felt that the two were inseparable. The two came back from Kuala Lumpur together. This time they stayed for at least a few months. According to common sense, there should be some movement.

Although she could not accompany her husband abroad, Pamela Mountbatten drove her husband to the airport, and met a rally on the way.

Alan Wilson stared through the car window for a moment, and said sarcastically, "Women's movement rally, it turned out to be a British boxer, disrespectful."

Although the scale of the gathering was not large enough to afford the boarding time, Alan Wilson couldn't help but talk.

After being married for such a long time, Pamela Mountbatten already knew something about this man and knew that her husband had never been very appreciative of the women's movement. "If you talk about any organization, the bad days will not be far away."

"I can't do anything about them. We are a democratic country, and politicians have the most votes." Alan Wilson shook his head slightly, glanced at his wife and said, "Actually, it's easier for you to deal with them than me."

"How do you say that!" Pamela Mountbatten asked while driving. She seemed to be far worse than her husband in other aspects, especially mentally. She wondered what she could do if her husband couldn't.

"I'm a government official, and politicians don't dare to offend votes. Let these voices disappear, and either we will turn into a Soviet-like country, or only you can do it."

Alan Wilson said that as a government official, there are limitations in facing group events. It's okay to be tough, but few dare.

"It's as simple as setting up an organization like the Women's Movement Foundation, bribing the leaders of these women's movements, and then sending these people to the Middle East to organize the development of the women's movement after the money has been tamed."

"And then?" Pamela Mountbatten frowned slightly, thinking that things might not be so simple.

"Maybe he was caught by the Arabs for stoning." Alan Wilson laughed and boasted like I was a genius, "Of course we all know that diplomacy is no trivial matter, and we can't just because a few British citizens have accidents, An isolated incident, taking a tough stance on a country, and the matter is ultimately over."

"If nothing else, this will be your professional advice to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Pamela Mountbatten said I know this is the reaction, "I think the establishment of the Women's Movement Foundation in Newfoundland is the most suitable, no one can Can't find out."

"Good idea!" Alan Wilson nodded in agreement. On the way to the airport, he discovered one thing, how important it is for a family composed of a husband and wife to have three views.

Alan Wilson had an argument with Pamela Mountbatten in the waiting hall. He himself thought it would be better to watch his wife go back. Pamela Mountbatten, on the contrary, wanted to watch him board the plane.

A few assistants from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs continued to exchange micro expressions, and they really couldn't stand the sour smell of love.

Two hours later, the group got off the plane in France. Of course, there is a reason. The current Comet airliner is more fuel-intensive. Generally, when Alan Wilson wants to go to Kuala Lumpur, he has to land at several airports. Otherwise, why would Whitehall be right? Interested in the air transfer station in the Persian Gulf?

But the fundamental reason is that Alan Wilson believes that before arriving in Nigeria, where there are few entertainment programs, everyone should enjoy their time in Africa, mainly because the assistants need it, but he himself does not care.

In the afternoon, he had arrived at the headquarters of Woodpecker Pictures. The first thing he did was to send a telegram and follow the order in the diary to be safe. Only then did he learn that Joan Bennett was in Paris.

"Why is she here?" Anyway, Alan Wilson also had a relationship with Joan Bennett, and it was normal to be a little concerned.

"Why do you care so much about her?" Greta Garbo squinted at the man and asked indifferently.

"My dear, your friends are my friends." Alan Wilson said reservedly, as a man, he must show responsibility when he should be responsible.

"The North American box office market has not improved, so she also came to see if there is any chance." Greta Garbo, in an unfriendly Nordic accent, said that the current North American box office market is quite introverted, and Joan Bennett was reluctant to lie down. Look for opportunities.

In fact, Joan Bennett has been out for more than a year, the last time he appeared on the big screen, the Korean War had just begun. As for another new friend of the trip to Puerto Rico, Lana Turner, also starred in a TV series.

"It seems that TV dramas have really hit the film industry very hard. I really have a plan related to this. Regarding the promotion of British influence, the major colonies of British Africa have plans for different numbers of cinemas. .According to different forces, there are more than 100 plans currently planned, all of which are not small projects."

"Oh, what's the use of this?" Greta Garbo turned her head with a look of indifference on her face.

Snapped! Greta Garbo suddenly jumped up, the initiator slowly retracted her palm, and said to herself, "I am a man of the same status as you and your husband, and I haven't seen you for a while, and you seem to have done something to apologize to you. As always, this attitude is extremely insulting to me and causes me to lose control of my hands."

Alan Wilson always frowns at pretty women, and Joan Bennett isn't young either. This year is also the same age when Alan Wilson first met Garbo in New Delhi.

As actresses killed from the extremely harsh black and white film era, Joan Bennett and Heidi Lamarr have similar looks, and Vivien Leigh belongs to the beauties accepted by the public in this era.

"I'm going to do some research on British Africa recently, but I'll definitely remember this." Alan Wilson assured with a sincere look, reaching out and touching Joan Bennett's long hair. "In fact, the original blonde hair is very good, don't lose your own characteristics."

Before that, Alan Wilson had been rejected three times. Three of the woodpeckers had refused to go to Nigeria with him because they had to take care of the children. Considering the local Black Pearl, Alan Wilson put his last hope in Joan. On Bennett.

"Heidi is filming The Legend of Sicily, and you just want me to replace her." Joan Bennett expressed doubts about the man's rhetoric.

"Isn't your hair dyed black because Heidi came to America?" Ellen Wilson said suspiciously, as if remembering something, "That's not surprising. But Heidi is only famous for her beauty, her film career It didn't go well either. Vivian was more successful than she was."

Listening to the show-off in the man's mouth, Joan Bennett gave Alan Wilson a glance~lightnovelpub.net~ This complacent!

In the end, while the assistants were mentally preparing to go to Africa, Alan Wilson successfully invited a very coincidental guest who also went to Nigeria. It was such a coincidence that he couldn't even explain to his assistants that this woman with a sun hat and sunglasses covering her face was chatting so hot when she first met.

"Deputy Secretary-General, the woman you just met, you are talking so happily? I don't know if there is any trick?" The assistants who surrounded Alan Wilson in the center wanted to ask their superiors to give them two tricks.

"Maybe it's because I was born with a gentleman's demeanor, which makes it easier for people to trust me." Alan Wilson was waiting at the exit, like a full-power central air conditioner. When Joan Bennett appeared, he took the initiative to step forward and said, " Beautiful lady, some of us men will take you to your residence, otherwise the indigenous people here are always not reassuring."

"You are such a gentleman!" Joan Bennett handed the suitcase to Alan Wilson and thanked him softly, "This expedition was able to meet a group of diplomats, which is really an energy worth remembering."

Lagos is the largest city in the Nigerian colony, and its status is equivalent to the magic capital. The British division of Nigeria is very general, mainly in four parts. Lagos, as the capital, is on an equal footing with the three major gathering areas.