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Chapter 300: Divide the spoils first

"What do I need money for as an official, to buy food? Buy it by the ton?" Alan Wilson took a sip of water and calmed down, "This is a stupid question to ask."

"Do you know how much one hundred million dollars is?" Ingrid Bergman repeated with a look of amazement, "That's one hundred million dollars."

"One-third of the tax of British India in a normal year, of course I know the value." Alan Wilson emphasized again in a positive tone. The two women in front of the provincial government really thought that he could not count.

"That's the end of this topic. To me, money is far less important than an opportunity to benefit the public."

In fact, Alan Wilson does not have 100 million U.S. dollars, which can be converted into about 2.85 million ounces of gold, or about 80 tons of gold. He definitely does not have this gold. I wonder if his good brother Ali Khan in Hyderabad has it.

.

Of course, the U.S. dollar is not completely equal to gold. There are certainly far more U.S. dollars on the market than the U.S. gold reserves.

Gold is just a metal that endorses the credit of the U.S. dollar. The U.S. dollar can be exchanged for gold, but it cannot be exchanged without limit. Otherwise, how could the United States turn its back in the end?

But even if Alan Wilson was sincere, Greta Garbo and Ingrid Bergman also regarded these words as sweet talk. Can a man believe what he says? Two days later, the two had the answer to this question.

Vivien Leigh is back, this time completing a West Coast tour and receiving as much acclaim as the East Coast.

The British treasure lived up to the expectations of the empire and stabilized the situation in British India. The centers of the east and west coasts were nothing more than Bombay and Calcutta, both of which Vivien Leigh had already visited.

Vivien Leigh even listened to the calls for independence from some people in British India. Of course, with the help of Alisa, Vivien Leigh's answer was warm and appropriate.

"Sometimes the world is really unfair. Take the attitude towards independence as an example. There is no essential difference between the Governor General's words and Vivien Leigh's words. Her words show genuine concern for Indians. When we say the same thing, we are harboring evil intentions and seeking to divide India.

conspiracy?"

After listening to Alyssa's report, Alan Wilson straightened his back, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and greeted the hundreds of millions of people in the subcontinent energetically. They were always cunning and ignorant of life and death, and maliciously treated the goodwill of the British Empire.

"Yes, assistant, we treat these people very well." Alyssa agreed very much, "When I was in Bombay, I heard that there was a dispute within the Congress Party. What was going on."

"It's over. These Indians have become a thing." Alan Wilson shook his head slightly and said, "They say things but don't listen, listen but don't understand, understand but don't do them, do things but don't do them wrong, make mistakes but don't admit them, admit them but don't recognize them.

Change it, but I’m not convinced by the change, and I won’t say anything if I’m not convinced, so what should I do?”

"What do you mean?" Alyssa, who had discovered a new point of knowledge, did not understand the meaning of her boss's words.

"It's nothing, I just think this sentence is very appropriate for this kind of soft confrontation of non-violence and non-cooperation." Alan Wilson sighed casually, winked at Alyssa and said, "After these American actresses left, I

New Delhi will help you run the affairs of the Hyderabad commissioner, please keep it confidential until then."

Alyssa was overjoyed after hearing this. Isn't this exactly what she was pursuing? She said happily, "I will definitely seize this opportunity to benefit the local area and make some achievements."

"Your achievements must be seen by the majesty. This is how merits are. They must be seen by the people who should see them." According to common sense, Alan Wilson should talk to Alyssa about the unspoken rules at this time, but although he is young, he is

It is inevitable that I will not be able to cope with the excess, so I can only give up this idea and give it up for the time being...

Gandhi had already left New Delhi and traveled to the east coast of British India to appeal for reconciliation and give a speech to show the unity of the Congress Party. Alan Wilson even wondered whether he was copying Vivien Leigh's line.

At this moment, a gentle old man, bare-chested and barefoot, was walking on the muddy road in the Ganges Triangle in the upper reaches of the Bay of Bengal. He was short in stature and weighed no more than fifty kilograms. His skin was tanned and his arms were

It seems a little too long, and the two huge ears are slightly tilted to both sides.

The bamboo cane in his hand has been poked to pieces in the front, and a pair of bright glasses is hung around his neck by a gold ribbon. If he is talking to someone, as long as he pays a little attention, it is easy to see the dentures behind him.

Following several of his followers, one of the young women was his grand-niece Manu. He was the Gandhi whom people are already familiar with.

This time, he plans to spend a month lobbying various parts of the Bay of Bengal to explain the unity of the Congress party and at the same time contribute his remaining energy to maintaining unity.

Gandhi was a fighter active on multiple fronts. Only on the battlefield could he perform at his best. He had many battlefields that he paid attention to. If there was nothing to do on the political battlefield, he would turn to other battles.

Rural economic construction, basic education for the people, popularization of Mandarin, welfare of women and children, and rescuing untouchables are all things he has never finished. These undertakings are no less significant than political movements.

The considerations of saints naturally follow the principles of saints. Ordinary people like Alan Wilson can only deal with money full of copper odor. On the second day after Vivien Leigh came back, during lunch time when all relevant personnel were present, Alan Wilson stood next to him.

We chatted while eating, and the content of the conversation was about dividing money.

As for the income from this trip to the country, not counting the US$200,000 in benefits that Derek had promised earlier, there was also US$1,106 million in 0.5% intermediary fees. Derek generously gave

He scraped together the two sums, totaling $740,000.

It was probably Vivien Leigh's salary for filming twenty-five times of Gone with the Wind. To put it bluntly, Vivien Leigh couldn't afford this money at all. For ordinary people, US$740,000 is already an astronomical figure that is unimaginable.

"Has Catherine called back? Has the money arrived?" After a meal, Alan Wilson asked Vivien Leigh if the money given by Derek had arrived.

"Catherine has already seen it, and the account has arrived." Vivien Leigh was a little lost. She still seemed to be dreaming. This man gave her such a large sum of money as he promised.

"You are all Vivian's friends. Needless to say, many of you have reached the age where you should stop acting. At least, you are no longer at the age where Hollywood film companies are most popular. Of course, I believe that the experience of the ladies will make up for some shortcomings. Let

The speed of falling from the peak is slower. But it’s not a bad thing to think about the future.”

"Currently, including Vivian, there are twelve of you. The new Barbie company will use this money as start-up capital. Except for Vivian and Ms. Heidi, each person will occupy 2%.

shares.”

When speaking of this, Alan Wilson nudged Vivien Leigh, who was still sleepwalking, "Ms. Heidi's frequency hopping patent is being processed in London, and I will advance the transfer fee. Her share is higher, and she will occupy hundreds of

Five-fifths. The remaining seventy-five percent belongs to you."

This is how the shares of the Barbie Doll Company were allocated. Alan Wilson said that this included the influence of these stars as capital, including not only those who came to British India, but also those who stayed in the United States. No one was left behind.

"Perhaps there will be more shareholders of the company in the future. I hope that all of you, dear ladies, will be able to give more support to those who come after you no longer have any worries. You have had such a difficult journey along the way. If you can create a smooth path for those who come after you.

Maybe you will also own a successful film company in the future, be your own boss, support yourself as the protagonist, and you won't be like now, giving up your smile to others for a camera."

Anything else can be considered nonsense, but Alan Wilson's words completely spoke to the hearts of these women.

And it's not without opportunities. Alan Wilson remembers that many Hollywood film companies have faced the threat of bankruptcy, the most famous of which is 20th Century Fox, which almost went bankrupt because of the movie Cleopatra.

Cleopatra is a costume masterpiece with the largest investment and the heaviest loss in the history of Hollywood movies. 20th Century Fox almost said goodbye to this world.

Even MGM, which is now at its peak, will still have difficulties due to the rise of television. Maybe these female stars will really have a big movie company of their own in the future.

"I'm done!" Alan Wilson clapped his hands gently and asked for advice, "Who is in favor and who is against?"

"You don't want anything?" Among the shocked people, Joan Crawford was the first to come to her senses. She stood up and leaned forward, her palm attached to Alan Wilson's forehead, and said strangely,

"It's not burning."

"It's true that I don't have a fever!" Alan Wilson did not move, but his frown showed that his current mood was indeed not optimistic. "Isn't there any man who is so kind to you? You are all big stars."

"Yes, but it's not this easy." Bette Davis said with a complex expression, "You are not one of us. If you lose everything, won't you feel bad?"

"We'll talk about it after we apologize." Alan Wilson chuckled, stretched out his hand to push Vivien Leigh, haven't you had enough sleepwalking yet?

Vivien Leigh woke up suddenly, and when she looked at Alan Wilson, her eyes were shy and timid, almost melting people.

This is all for her, it must be! Vivien Leigh thought this in her heart, and she felt dizzy.

Greta Garbo blinked her almond-shaped eyes and muttered in a voice that only she could hear, "You guys!"

This is certainly not 100 million U.S. dollars, but 740,000 U.S. dollars is not a small amount for any individual, and Alan Wilson does not seem to be a billionaire who would use this huge amount of money to develop his career with just a touch of his lips.

Already?

As for Vivien Leigh, Greta Garbo knew it right away. I don’t know how long she will be in a state of blank mind. Maybe she won’t even wake up today.


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