"Actually, who will verify the signatures of three million people?" Alan Wilson smiled proudly in front of Vivien Leigh, not finding this matter difficult at all.
"Actually, the direction of this matter depends entirely on you." Vivien Leigh said with a look of surprise, then whispered, "It's useless for me to worry, you are really bad."
"Stalin said that voters can't decide anything, and vote counters decide everything. In a sense, it's right." Alan Wilson said proudly, "A football match, with evidence of the ball, circumstantial evidence, plus hosting and co-organizing
, all the units are my people, how can they fight with me?"
Women should be naked in front of men for true love, not for money. Since Vivien Leigh came to Kuala Lumpur, this idea has obviously become more ingrained.
In fact, except for their marriage in name only, the two of them are just like a couple in other aspects. She is his Mrs. Wilson, and she is willing to keep it secret from the public.
For a young mind thirsty for passion and adventure, this kind of life is not life at all. The long and boring working days are the same every day, and Vivien Leigh likes to enjoy the touch of her lover, dancing all night long, good wine and the occasional freedom.
Who knows that she is an actress who has already become famous, but in Kuala Lumpur, she experienced plain comfort. Although this kind of life lacked some passion, it seemed that this was the day she had dreamed of.
Every day when she got up, Vivien Leigh would prepare a simple breakfast and watch the man enjoy it. Then when Alan Wilson was away, she would watch the two children and wait for the busy man to return.
There is actually nothing wrong with this, at least that's what Vivien Leigh thinks. Life is easy and peaceful, at least for her.
Vivien Leigh wrung her hands and let her thoughts fly wildly. She was not allowed to go to many places, and there were many things she could not do. She could only read the latest news in the newspapers to learn about the place managed by her man.
What's new?
She could always see the tired figure of this man. Of course, this kind of pretending to be tired should not be hidden from the actress, but when love goes to the head, nothing is impossible.
The most heartwarming thing is that this busy man never complains and quietly bears all the pressure.
In fact, what is there to complain about? It is nothing more than cleaning up the remaining tail, filing records that will never see the light of day, and maintaining the superficial calm of British Malaya.
How could he let the national treasure know about secretly dealing with a group of dangerous elements through this crisis?
Of course there are similar things, but they are just not reported in the newspapers. What are reported are peaceful petitions and well-ordered links. Those links that are not suitable for reporting are all in Jakarta newspapers.
But who would believe it? Moscow is more concerned about the extremely fierce fourth battle. In terms of the influence of public opinion in Jakarta alone, let alone affecting Asia, it cannot even affect Aceh.
"There are slight errors in the demographics. This is very normal. I believe all parties should understand." Alan Wilson said solemnly to the colleagues sitting there, "About the fire in the archives this time.
You don’t need to be too harsh on things, there are always accidents in life.”
"No, of course not." All the colonial officials shook their heads, saying that maybe this is life, and sometimes things like this happen. Accidents are understandable and not worth delving into.
"Very good! You are indeed reliable." Alan Wilson showed a happy smile and changed the subject, "We have sacrificed too much for the stability and order of the British Empire, and London has seen it."
Taking the opportunity to use a big event to cover up some existing hidden dangers. The people here are all old bureaucrats. They are self-taught and do not need anyone to teach them.
Although it seems that Kuala Lumpur has been in turmoil in the past period, only the people here know how many troublesome things they have taken advantage of to deal with them.
Do you really think that colonists don't kill people? They just don't kill often. Whether they are pro-Soviet or pro-American, Malay or Chinese, after this experience, I believe they will be more reliable than before. As for the unreliable part, goodbye
!
Next comes the stage of playing music and then dancing. The joy of the colonists is not suitable for appearing in front of the public.
This is a dazzling, magical and mysterious event. Milky white light balls hang from the huge Gothic lamp stand, reflecting the brilliance of the St. Charles Theater.
The waxed light on the parquet floor reflects not only the warm and soft beams of light, but also the gilded acanthus leaves on the columns, the crimson velvet stage curtain, the urn-shaped railings of the boxes, and
Lyre design for domed ceiling.
Seven colors of iridescence, including golden, orange and green, are sprinkled from the dome, undulating in the steaming heat of the lights, as if the waltz is melodiously rotating in conjunction with the orchestra.
The dance floor was crowded with well-dressed gentlemen and ladies. Through the masks on their faces, pairs of eyes shone with joy. Here was a young lady dressed as a medieval lady, with a flowing robe and a gauze headdress.
There was a wandering monk in that room, with a cross hanging down to his knees, and his dancing partner dressed as a priestess of the temple.
In the arms of another hussar is an aristocratic lady from the French revolutionary era, with powdered hair and a red silk scarf tied around her neck; her golden clothes are shining, and the feathers on her turban are swaying. She is so dazzling.
Among the glass gems of the eye, real jewelry still quietly exudes a restrained light.
The air is filled with the smell of perfume, and many clothes are usually kept at the bottom of the box. They will only be used when needed. Above the melodious music, there are voices and laughter. Under every nameless mask, there is still the usual familiar look.
The teasing style.
Only on such occasions would Alan Wilson dare to appear with the unnoticed British treasure.
"Do you often have dances like this?" There was a hint of sourness in the tone of the British girl under the mask, and she thought of some indescribable things from this occasion.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "This is also my first time to participate. I didn't expect it to be like this before I participated." Alan Wilson, who was holding Vivien Leigh's waist, was very honest. He was not lying. He really
It's the first time to participate.
He was also shocked when he first saw this scene. Only now did he, a colonial administrator, realize that he did not understand the happiness of the colonies. He thought that at most he was just like in New Delhi, where he had nothing to do but drink and exchange experiences in making money.
Who knew that colonists were also advancing with the times, and each generation was happy with each generation. When he was at the Governor's House in New Delhi, he faced a group of old men every day, but now the colonists are all young people.
As for the previous group of people, they have either been promoted or have retired and lived a boring life of poverty and pension. Who knows the happiness of the new generation of colonists.
"But I think the situation over there in Xiangjiang is similar." After Alan Wilson danced with the national treasure, he took Vivien Leigh's white little hand and walked to a secluded corner, talking about another prosperous place.
"That's just a small place." Vivien Leigh was obviously not interested in the place Alan Wilson said.
"The key is location. The tribesmen in the Sahara Desert want to be British, but we don't want it yet!" Alan Wilson smiled and said softly, "Actually, if you don't mind, you can buy some land in Xiangjiang and develop some real estate.
Even if the project is not developed first, it is still good to keep it in hand and wait for appreciation."
After receiving the signal from one victory to another, Vivien Leigh's eyes behind the mask were full of intelligence and she whispered, "I need your help again. I don't even know what to do."
"It's nothing, you are the mother of my son." Alan Wilson hugged the dream girl of all British men. He was already bored with this kind of dance. He still felt that it was ordinary and sleeping with Vivien Leigh in his arms was more suitable for him.
As the commissioner of British Malaya, can he talk to the other side of Xiangjiang? Of course he can. The managers of Xiangjiang are also civil servants. As for the Governor, he cannot personally manage the entire city.
Depending on the importance of the colony and the level of economic development, some colonies appointed governors and some appointed commissioners. However, British Malaya happened to be managed by commissioners.
Currently, most of the colonies are managed by commissioners, and as for the parts managed by governors, most have become independent.
For example, in Canada, Australia, New Zealand, and Hong Kong, there are not many places where there is a governor-general.
Alan Wilson, who likes to make women with close relationships more successful. While paying attention to the signatures, he also used the information to see how far Xiangjiang has developed. He is already the deputy secretary-general of the Overseas Assets Management Committee, so it is not overstepping the boundaries to care.
For the current Chinese community, the most important thing is of course the signing of the guarantee. Maybe the lives of 30,000 compatriots are not enough to inspire the enthusiasm of the masses.
But there is another thing that can do this, and that is about repatriating the Chinese and making up for the mistakes of the previous commissioner. In order to avoid being repatriated, the enthusiasm of the Chinese to sign a guarantee has never been higher.
After discussions with the garrison commander, Lieutenant General Bilton, Alan Wilson officially announced the specific details of the second nuclear test in British Malaya, at which time the nearby area would be blocked.
Time entered April, and the longest fourth battle was not over yet. The United Kingdom conducted its second nuclear test in British Malaya. The United Kingdom, the Netherlands, Portugal and Australia also issued statements condemning the Indonesian Sukarno government.
Notice of violation of human rights in Aceh, and stated that it would not rule out armed intervention.
In fact, there is no such thing. Verbal interference is possible. Fighting costs money, and it costs a lot of money.
Verbal intervention can save costs, which is relatively cost-effective. It does not cost much, and it can also reflect the nature of Britain as an imperialist power, used to fool domestic citizens.