Chapter 453 London Holiday

Alan Wilson has watched Roman Holiday, but he himself does not fit the American redneck persona.

Moreover, Hepburn's age is not very suitable for the character of a princess, 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, just like Paris, the stronghold of White Russia. Most of them are descendants of the former aristocracy after the collapse of the Russian Empire. Some are waiters or dishwashers, some drive taxis, and a few are low-income earners. Successfully brought out money from the empire to open a car repair shop or dance hall. Generally speaking, the Russians in London are hard-working and endure hardships that are not on their side much better than the British of the same class.

Most people who live 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 Labor Party supporters, what the Daily Times newspaper says will not be understood. That’s it, I guarantee you won’t make a mistake.

Neighborhoods where descendants of the Russian Empire live are less likely to be visited by London's intelligence services because of their anti-Soviet stance. A group like this will 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 suffer from both sides.

The advantage of being in a neighborhood where the descendants of Imperial Russia live is that it allows Alan Wilson to show off some of his own traits, such as hypocrisy. You must know that Audrey Hepburn does not have British citizenship in a strict sense.

"So that's it. I can help communicate. In fact, this matter is not difficult in principle." Alan Wilson listened to Audrey Hepburn's words about whether it was convenient to live in, and he guaranteed it to himself.

Perhaps it was Alan Wilson's layers of disguise that played a role, but Audrey Hepburn told of the bottleneck in her dance career. Because of her age and height, she had been judged unsuitable to become a ballerina.

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

"I'm so happy to be able to get your help, Allen." Audrey Hepburn seemed to have put down the huge stone in her heart. "For my dream, my family's financial pressure is very high. I'm thinking about whether to look for some other industries. Now It’s also in a state of half public life and half school.”

"It's so surprising. This idea is quite admirable." Alan Wilson nodded to himself, "This may be the charm of girls with dreams, which makes people want to help."

Endorsed by Alan Wilson,

Apparently it also made Audrey Hepburn quite happy. She also took a few sips of the wine she rarely touched and asked about Alan Wilson's work in Newfoundland.

"The only local problems in Newfoundland are financial problems, which are the sequelae of the World War." Alan Wilson pretended to be serious and mentioned the measures he implemented in Newfoundland. Of course, it was mainly to create a positive image of himself. "The most important thing to be careful about is , how to reconcile the relations between different ethnic groups, try to gain understanding, and find ways to live in harmony. Fortunately, so far, there have been no unresolved conflicts."

Of course, there are also some personal things that Alan Wilson himself worked hard and overworked into. 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, and they also left some contact information. If you are interested in acting on the screen, If things develop on the screen, maybe I can help."

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

"In that case, it is very important to get mother's understanding." Alan Wilson nodded seriously and said, "Go and walk around. I will take you back after a while."

Audrey Hepburn and her mother lived in London. Although Alim took care of them, the place they lived in was quite miserable.

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

Then he watched Audrey Hepburn enter, and Alan Wilson turned around and left. If his memory is correct, during the cultural exchanges with the Soviet Union, he seemed to have helped many young actors inserted by Whitehall civil servants and participated in the cultural exchanges. To make progress and help each other, this kind of thing has to come and go.

Here he was due to have a gathering with his colleagues in Whitehall when he returned to London, and it was only in passing that he asked.

There are pros and cons in the world. Where high-end hotels are hidden from view, there are also working people, well-dressed waiters, who may have to work two jobs.

Alan Wilson may have felt uncomfortable and was used to it. Before his colleagues arrived, he sneaked into the back kitchen of the hotel and took a tour when the personnel manager failed to stop him.

Then the personnel director led Alan Wilson into a narrow basement - actually a basement below the basement - where there was a sink and several gas stoves. The room was so cold that it was impossible to stand up straight, and the temperature could It's one hundred and ten degrees Fahrenheit.

The HR director explained to Alan Wilson that the job here was to deliver meals to the senior staff in the hotel. They ate in a small restaurant above, and the waiters also cleaned and washed the dishes for them.

People here generally work from seven in the morning to a quarter past nine at night, except for about half an hour to rest.

First wash the tableware, then wipe the tables and floors in the staff cafeteria, polish the glasses and knives, serve the food, wash the tableware again, then serve more food and wash more tableware

The work is not difficult, except when I go to the kitchen to serve food. The kitchen was like hell, the fire lit up the inside and the sound of curses and the banging of pots and pans was deafening. It was so hot inside that except for the stove, all the metal utensils were wrapped in cloth. The stove is in the middle, and twelve chefs are rushing back and forth in front of it, sweat dripping from their faces, regardless of whether they are wearing white hats on their heads.

There were several tables around them, and a group of waiters and dishwashers were noisily carrying plates. The cooks were bare-chested, working on the stove and scrubbing large copper pots with sand. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry and had a bad temper.

Nine-nine-seven! Alan Wilson lamented that life is not easy for the old imperialists in this era. He does not think that the service here is easier than that of the Chinese workers in Newfoundland. He can only say that the hard work is different. Time is here, and there is nothing easy. Pleasant things.

The HR manager was shocked by Alan Wilson's bad taste, and his forehead was sweating. Could this young Whitehall gentleman be dissatisfied with the environment backstage in the hotel?

To be fair, there is a point, but Alan Wilson is not too entangled in this issue. The London catering industry in this era should be similar, right?

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

An hour later, the hall was already full of guests, and well-dressed gentlemen were chatting with each other. The topics ranged from Moscow to Washington, from astronomy to geography. Every Whitehall civil servant is a senior political figure, and all ministers will enjoy themselves. The country needs to be run by reliable people like us.

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

In the words of many Whitehall civil servants, Norman Brooke's final adjustments to Whitehall were called cabinet building.

Not only create a successful display according to your own ideas! Of course, in front of ordinary heads of departments, Norman Brooke rarely smiled, which was completely different from when he first came on stage.

Norman Brooke's smile is usually directed at the prime minister and ministers. While smiling, he also clarifies the scope of responsibilities of the government and Whitehall to avoid interference by ministers in the work of Whitehall.

"We respect and fear Sir Norman now." The secretary-general of the National Defense Committee sighed.

"I think what you mean is restrained and restrained, right?" Alan Wilson corrected absentmindedly while holding a wine glass.

"Yes, Macmillan said that our cabinet secretary is a very charming and enthusiastic person." Markins, who was standing next to him, came over and said, "We can't just follow some unconfirmed words in the media. "

"Makins, I have something to ask you for help." Seeing Makins coming over, Alan Wilson remembered that he was one of the civil servants who added people to the list of exchanges with the Soviet Union last time, and the other party's Responsibility can really help yourself.

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

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

"Of course, Allen." Makins seemed to be offended and promised with a serious face, "As long as I can do it."

That's good! Alan Wilson nodded and said whether Markins had any plans for a city promotional film, he had a good candidate.

Makins understood instantly, and his attitude became approachable. It seemed that he could write off the help he had asked Alan Wilson for today.

"The Crown Territory Plan is currently more realistic." Cabinet Secretary Norman Brooke, who is known as restrained and restrained, is also talking to Prime Minister Attlee about what he considers major events.