Chapter 424 The Boring Governor
A local guest came to St. Louis, Philby, a senior official of MI6 and the boss of the Cambridge Five. Came here specifically to fulfill the mission of the British Empire and come to discuss with the Chief Executive of Newfoundland.
To be fair, Alan Wilson was full of contradictions when it came to how to face the Cambridge Five. Out of his infinite loyalty to the empire, he should have brought these traitors to our side to justice, but doing so has a certain significance. of danger.
First of all, the Cambridge Five were born either rich or noble, which is why London did not believe that they would become believers in the Soviet Union for a long time. As senior civil servants, the Cambridge Five have extensive connections in the civil service system and political groups. These traitors are not easy to deal with.
The remaining reason is that Alan Wilson always feels that these people may be able to help him defeat a difficult opponent at some point in the future.
This opponent may be some annoying politician. As for who is in the hands of the British Empire, the elected ministers think it is them, but Whitehall does not think so.
Whitehall just thinks so, and Alan Wilson wants to take action. As we all know, Newfoundland's Parliament has been dissolved. There is no such thing as a parliament in the colonial state.
So if he, the chief executive, restores prosperity to Newfoundland without parliament, does that prove that the so-called parliament and parties are simply insignificant?
In this cognitive gap between civil servants and politicians, there should be a public opinion about who is correct.
It is now obvious that politicians can be bribed, but capital has no country. It's not that Alan Wilson wants to reverse course. He thinks that the aristocracy is more trustworthy than those two groups. He hopes that British politicians can learn from the United States and be a real decoration and not always interfere with the normal operation of the country.
But now, this dream is still in the stage of being realized as the origin country of modern parliamentary system. Britain has a heavy historical burden, and it is not easy to surrender politicians. Even if the aristocracy and civil servants join forces, the result is still unknown.
If there is such a person who dares to bring down the emperor, there may be a chance of success.
Alan Wilson felt that Philby was very suitable for this role when necessary, and the other party was now in front of him, with an expression of loyalty to the country and he said, "London means, at the military base in the north in May , holding a secret meeting with the United States and Canada."
"Oh!" Alan Wilson nodded noncommittally. He was still somewhat concerned about the fact that a Soviet spy controlled his top secrets about the British Empire.
But when he thought about what the Conservative Party had done, he still felt that a spy of Philby's level was acceptable.
"Alan,
Don't you seem to be excited? Philby said with a smile, "Actually, you can think about it. Some important guests always have to spend money when they come to Newfoundland, and they may be able to contribute to the local economy." "
"That makes sense." Alan Wilson suddenly became energetic and nodded solemnly, "Americans are so rich. Anyway, this kind of meeting uses public funds, so it shouldn't be too much for me to carry out some operations. "
"What are you going to do?" Philby suddenly became vigilant and reminded Alan Wilson to pay attention to the occasion. This is a major matter involving the special relationship between Britain and the United States, and the Canadians' ideas, so don't mess around.
"It's okay." Alan Wilson said that of course he would not mess around. "I just want to let the distinguished guests feel the hospitality of Newfoundland citizens. Is this not a mistake?"
Early Monday morning, in an ordinary apartment opposite the Governor's Palace. The drizzle was beating on the window, and the patter of rain made Alan Wilson feel depressed. He was having a very bad time during this time. The work was boring and boring, either scratching numbers on those annoying piles of documents, revising those difficult manuscripts randomly, or communicating emotionally with colonial officials from various places on telegrams, and then continuing to be in a daze.
Fortunately, Vivien Leigh often came over to keep him company, so that he could find a warm harbor from his heart that was exiled to the edge of the world.
It is indeed too dull. If it was in British India, he could find something to do from beginning to end for a whole year. He could be happy even if he couldn't shoot two anti-British elements. But it couldn't be done in Newfoundland. He had to pretend Looks like overworked.
In fact, it can't be said that he was just pretending. With a few distinguished American guests as company, he was really overworked.
"Is that official from London causing trouble for you?" Vivien Leigh put her arms around Alan Wilson's neck, wanting to know why her sweetheart was unhappy.
This kind of person with a trouble-making heart, but in a place where you can predict what will happen in the day from the moment you wake up in the morning?
It was difficult for Alan Wilson to explain this feeling to Vivien Leigh, "Vivian, Newfoundland can be used as a retirement sanctuary, but for people of my age, it is too boring."
"Is it boring to play with me?" Vivien Leigh rubbed Alan Wilson's cheek, and her words almost made Alan Wilson swell.
Alan Wilson didn't like the word "play", so he categorically corrected Vivien Leigh's wording, indicating that the two of them were in love and could not use such words to tarnish the relationship between the two. If the two had a child, Can you talk about the journey between the two of you like this in front of your children?
"I was wrong!" Vivien Leigh said in Alan Wilson's ear with a happy face, "I will definitely give you a son."
"Whether it's good to have a daughter, she might be as beautiful as you, not maybe, but definitely." Alan Wilson looked serious, coaxing the British baby to be so excited that he even unconsciously touched his belly with his hand and raised his eyebrows. Feel that feeling.
The overall environment in Newfoundland is indeed very boring, and this will not change just because there are a few actresses accompanying her. As everyone knows, drugs cannot eradicate the problem, but can only slow it down. The result is chronic poisoning. All medicines have side effects. The food we eat is no different: refined white bread, refined candy, farmed milk, and so on. Any food that is refined and processed will change its essence.
The strong body that emerged from the logging area quickly returned to its original appearance, but the bone-setting techniques have been steadily improving. The Newfoundland Chief Executive's skills have been widely praised by several women, especially in the after-sales service Service aspect.
Excellent imperial civil servants have begun to become obsessed with beauty, forgetting their long-standing ideals and persistence.
That’s weird! At the critical moment, Alan Wilson, who no longer disdained verbal disputes, still found the value of his existence and welcomed the first shipment of food from the United States, including but not limited to pig knuckles and various offal.
Compared with normal prices, it can be said to be very fair, which is also in line with his good habit of being thrifty. He just left some behind and started cooking for Vivien Leigh and others to show off their craftsmanship.
"To be honest, I almost feel like I'm turning into a fish." Alan Wilson was making soup enthusiastically, and said to the waiting women in a tone that dared not speak in anger.
"I have never eaten this kind of part!" Hedy Lamarr looked at Alan Wilson busy with some doubts.
"I heard it has a beautifying effect, that's what the Orientals say." Alan Wilson continued his work without looking back.
"Then I'm going to try it." Hedy Lamarr said that the world is so big and it is helpful to try ingredients from different civilizations to broaden one's horizons. For example, Alan Wilson's bone-setting skills are very comforting.
Alan Wilson, who had his back turned to several women, curled his lips and even swayed his body from side to side. There is a saying called shaking his head and his tail wagging, which is a perfect way to describe his current state.
In fact, judging from the statistics after meals, the effect is still good, and there is not so much discomfort. At least Alan Wilson was well fed and he could finally say goodbye to bread, butter and all kinds of fish.
Alan Wilson, who had had enough of being in St. John's, decided to walk around and give a few guests a firsthand look at Newfoundland.
When Philby returned from the military base in northern Newfoundland, he missed Alan Wilson.
At this time, Alan Wilson was taking a few Croatians and protecting several women on a trip to Newfoundland. As he said to several women, you must appreciate the miraculous craftsmanship of nature.
"What did Alan do?" Philby found Smallwood, the local magistrate, and asked.
"I heard that Ms. Vivien Leigh took a few friends with her to contribute to the popularity of Newfoundland, so she took them on a trip on the island. Because the island is inaccessible and not small, the chief executive has to follow her for safety reasons." Smallwood repeated, recalling Alan Wilson's words.
"So that's it!" Philby nodded clearly. If he was with one of them, there might be some love between a man and a woman. If there were several female stars there, there would be no doubt about it, and a few of them could be together. Such a beautiful woman to settle down at the same time?
Philby considered himself to be a man with some achievements in London social circles, but he could not even imagine this.
Alan Wilson was, of course, on a southern beach in Newfoundland, which was a much nicer beach than St. John's and a great place to swim. Of course, the only people swimming there were Alan Wilson.
"I heard that a swimsuit called bikini appeared in France. If you wear it, it will definitely be very beautiful." Alan Wilson's eyes kept Ingrid Bergman in his sight. Ingrid Bergman was wearing A dress that is very in line with the conservative style of this era. Compared with several other actresses, this Swedish actress's figure is simply nuclear bomb level.
"How do you know that kind of thing!" Hedy Lamarr stared into Alan Wilson's eyes and asked, "A chief executive thinks about these things every day?"
"So you know it too." Alan Wilson said with a look of understanding on his face, "Tell me, did you secretly collect a few sets? Did you bring them with you?"