"Tell Mr. de Havilland about this. This incident was unexpected." Alan Wilson said to Hunter, the captain of Comet 1, with no surprise on his face.
In fact, he was preparing to return to the United States to take up a post and wanted to use the Comet 1 to enter the country, but was rejected.
The Americans' rejection is of course very reasonable. After all, there are a series of provisions such as aviation regulations to prove it.
But being refused entry was exactly what Alan Wilson expected. He told de Havilland that the United States would find any reason to ban the Comet from entering the U.S. market, because the American Boeing Company also has jets
With its reserve of passenger aircraft, the United States will not sit back and watch this market be taken over by the British.
Being refused entry this time, no matter how valid the reason was, it proved to de Havilland that what he said before was accurate.
I believe that next, de Havilland will understand how to deal with his American colleagues.
Immediately, de Havilland, who was in the UK, knew about this, and at the same time he remembered Alan Wilson's words that the United States would find ways to protect its market.
Hunter and others cannot go back immediately because the Malayan High Commissioner has been operating behind closed doors recently, traveling back and forth between Dutch New Guinea and Portuguese Timor to discuss the division of prisoners of war from the Japanese Southern Army. Comet 1 let
Gerald Edward uses it temporarily and can save a lot of time.
Alan Wilson had nothing to say about this. He could find other ways to go to the United States, and he himself was not troubled by this.
From now on, Alan Wilson has begun to secretly poke at the connotation of the United States. Since the millions of troops crossed the river, the artillery party is like a snow mountain collapsing. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that in a few months at most, they will be on an isolated island.
The mainland is blocked.
The two also discussed this issue when Gerald Edward appeared in Canberra again.
"Isn't it just a small problem? If you raise the rent of their agency in Malaya, I think it will be increased twenty times." Alan Wilson heard the Malayan Emperor said that he had been working hard to help Alan recently.
After working hard with Pamela, he took the initiative to suggest ways to make extra money.
Of course, the Cannon Party also has offices in Malaya. It is impossible for him to provide the money to Gerald Edward anyway. But he can guide the local emperor in Malaya on how to make money.
"Is this appropriate?" Gerald Edward raised his eyebrows. Although he thought it was a good idea, he still had some doubts. After all, it was a matter involving another country.
"What's inappropriate?" Alan Wilson said without any psychological burden. "There's nothing to lose by trying it out. And I guess they will agree. This kind of thing will happen again. This time they
If you agree and wait for a period of time before it goes up, it's not up to you to decide how much you can get."
"That's true!" Gerald Edward nodded upon hearing this, "Actually, what am I afraid of, but a bunch of defeated idiots?"
"Yes, that's what we should do. The empire's diplomatic institutions have remained in place. Prime Minister Attlee's intention is very clear, abandon the losers." Alan Wilson walked through the village with an encouraging tone.
This shop no longer exists, this is also to maintain the stability of the British colony.
Britain was the first country to recognize New China, and Prime Minister Attlee once persuaded the United States to give up the artillery party. Of course, it was true that it had no effect.
This also attracted the bombardment of the Motherland of the Artillery Party, saying that Britain was unethical. Of course, the Motherland of the Artillery Party was relatively restrained and did not encourage the Americans to drop nuclear bombs on London as she did to her own motherland.
To eradicate the Party's institutions in Malaya, we just need to wait for the mother-in-law of the Party to launch the cannon, and take advantage of the situation to eliminate the Party's influence in Southeast Asia.
But that is a matter for the future. At this stage, Alan Wilson will first guide Gerald Edward, use the money of the Cannon Party to deal with the Cannon Party, and make up for the recent hard work.
"We cannot let their internal disputes spread to the entire Chinese world. We still expect the Chinese to withstand Indonesia. The whole of Southeast Asia is Malay in a broad sense. We Europeans are not enough in number. Together with the Dutch and Portuguese, there are not enough people."
Not much, there are only eight million people in Australia, and they are willing to help, but we cannot expect Australians to do much."
"What Allen said is not wrong at all." Gerald Edward nodded with conviction. The Indonesians in Java and Sumatra have an overwhelming population advantage over the surrounding areas, and Indonesian and Malay are actually dialects.
The difference is essentially a language, and Malay is not particularly reassuring.
Of course, there is nothing wrong. If Alan Wilson objectively evaluates it, the most beautiful, significant, and far-reaching operation carried out by the CIA during the Cold War was to kill the Indonesian Communist Party, which was the third largest country in the world.
The party with millions of members was completely wiped out.
As a result, the largest country in Southeast Asia, which was in harmony with the Soviet Union and China, became the spokesperson of the United States in Southeast Asia.
But that was a victory over the United States. Since Suharto's coup, the United States felt that the value of British Malaya was declining and began to drive the British away.
From this perspective, Alan Wilson certainly could not allow the United States to achieve its goals. Without the enemy Indonesia and the colony of British Malaya, it would face pressure from the United States.
After a while, Pamela Mountbatten entered the room and said hello to Gerald Edward, interrupting the colonial officials’ exchange of experience and asking, “Didn’t I disturb you?”
"No, Miss Pamela, I have finished talking with Allen." Gerald Edward nodded with a smile and praised, "Miss Pamela's name has frequently appeared in newspapers recently, General Mountbatten
I will definitely be proud of you."
"Mainly because of Alan's help!" Pamela Mountbatten smiled slightly, and her tender eyes fell on Alan Wilson.
"You guys talk first, I'll come back when I'm gone." Alan Wilson stood up and said he could help himself. The two of them must be discussing the matter of Confederate prisoners of war, and he just happened to go out and take some time to smoke a cigarette.
Alan Wilson has its own red tape. For example, smoking is usually done in a ventilated place, preferably a balcony.
Alan Wilson, who was polluting the air on the balcony, felt someone filming him from behind. He was shocked and spat a breath of second-hand smoke directly on Princess Margaret's face. He immediately responded and apologized, "Dear Princess, I am very sorry."
"It's okay!" Princess Margaret waved her hands obediently and said nonchalantly, "I scared you."
When did this annoying guy become so considerate? Alan Wilson squinted his eyes. He was wary of women named Margaret. "The princess is looking for Pamela. She is discussing things inside. You can go in directly."
That’s it.”
"No, I'm feeling a little unwell. Pamela said you have a technique that can relieve fatigue. Can you press it for me?" Princess Margaret spoke expectantly, making a temporary excuse.
"No problem." Alan Wilson breathed a sigh of relief, that's it, it's a trivial matter.
"Come to my room!" Princess Margaret turned around and led Alan Wilson directly to her room.
In fact, the bodies of royal family members cannot be touched. Later, when Queen Elizabeth visited Australia, the Australian Prime Minister touched the queen's back. She was scolded by the British media until she resigned. Every time she appeared in the British media, she was scolded until her death.
There is no exception every day.
But Alan Wilson didn't know this, he didn't understand any royal etiquette at all, and Pamela Mountbatten didn't say anything about it.
Just like that, he got started. When asked how he met Pamela Mountbatten and whether there were any bad motives, Alan Wilson, an honest person, of course admitted directly that there was, and Pamela also
Know.
"You really have bad motives for Pamela." Princess Margaret grumbled and said that she was not wrong at first.
"You should perform your royal responsibilities well like a crown prince, don't act like you have no brains." Alan Wilson used his hands hard and said with a smile, "Just because you are a member of the royal family, you can't just think about it. Otherwise,
What is being lost is the face of the country. Don’t you see that the crown prince and his wife understand this very well?”
"I'm not Pamela, she was not like this." Princess Margaret tilted her head and said in surprise as she looked at the root of Pamela Mountbatten's change.
Giving Love Brain an indifferent look, Alan Wilson clapped his hands and ended the bone-setting session, "You still want to take advantage of me? I advise you to start a world war. It's easier that way.
.Lie down by yourself for a while, I’m leaving.”
While pushing the door to the room, a cigarette appeared in the corner of his mouth. Alan Wilson returned to the balcony. He liked this kind of place. After completing the unfinished work, he returned to his room. Pamela Mountbatten happened to say
, "If that's the case, I'll go to the Governor's Mansion first and ask. The rest is a matter of using connections. In fact, it's not advisable to use too many prisoners of war in northwest Australia. Even to increase efficiency, 10,000 people are enough.
Mainly, the island of New Guinea is particularly in need of human development. According to the recent feedback today, the Australian government is very interested."
"Alan, you are back, what do you think of my thoughts?" Pamela Mountbatten leaned back naturally, but her nose twitched twice, and her mind was full of strange things.
"Of course I agree with Pamela's idea. I agree with any idea!" Alan Wilson patted his fiancée on the shoulder from behind, and the temperament of a married woman was clearly revealed, making Pamela Mountbatten giggle. Just now
The flash of thought also disappeared immediately.
Almost immediately, after Gerald Edward returned to Kuala Lumpur, Alan Wilson also booked a flight to the United States.