British Civil Servant

Chapter 169: 1 pro Fangze

Alan Wilson is supporting Fortseva, which is very in line with the current international situation. It is both fighting and united. It is reflected in the complicated situation that you have me and I have you. A small action can clarify the country's affairs, and the pain of idle eggs can be seen.

In order to show the importance attached to Soviet cultural exchanges, the United Kingdom specially vacated an entire hotel as the accommodation for representatives of Soviet cultural exchanges. Of course, this is far from enough. There are also some members of the male chorus in another hotel.

In order to avoid suspicion, Alan Wilson and Fortseva checked room by room to ensure that there would not be a super-friendly relationship between the two countries. After drinking a little wine, the two were active in thinking to ensure that nothing could go wrong.

"Do you, an imperialist bureaucrat, have bad thoughts about Vivien Leigh?" Seeing MI5's agents being distracted, Fortseva said in a low voice, "Using the power in your hands to benefit yourself, In the Soviet Union it was the Gulag."

Maybe he will be shot? Alan Wilson slandered in his heart, remembering that one of the charges of Beria, the current Soviet general political commissar, was involving power and **** trade, if it was true? That's not a loss!

"It can be seen that this kind of thing is more common in the Soviet Union, but I haven't found it in the UK!" Alan Wilson categorically rejected Fultseva's speculation with awe-inspiring integrity.

"Oh, I think I should talk about the next cultural exchange list." Furtseva smiled exaggeratedly, her mouth was directly covered by Alan Wilson, but Alan Wilson, who was immediately guilty of a thief, said again. He let go and said in a low voice, "That list has nothing to do with me. My friend asked me to arrange it."

No matter how Ellen Wilson explained it, Furtseva had already concluded that she was a friend from nowhere. Some friend arranged it. Those actresses who had nothing but faces and young bodies and had never heard of their names must have been arranged by Ellen Wilson. Yes, maybe it also involves power and color transactions.

This makes Alan Wilson, who has always been fair and honest as his responsibility, very wronged. He is ready to do it, but he has not yet started to act. Some young actors who don't even know their names, how can they be so exciting?

"Are you going to tell me about Miss Furtseva being sent to the room?" Alan Wilson, who supported Furtseva, asked the two MI5 agents.

"Mr. Allen, this hotel is full of female members of the Soviet Union. It may be inconvenient for us to stay. Give you ten minutes. Let's go down and wait first. Then we will leave together." Stable, from a man's point of view, he wanted to let Alan Wilson stay overnight, but the task was at hand. As a security officer of the British Empire, he still opened his mouth to remind Alan Wilson that he should disengage immediately.

"Ten minutes is enough, it won't take that long to go up and down the stairs." Ellen Wilson nodded indifferently, and helped Furtseva up the stairs. Big Maomei obviously drank too much, but she remained dignified on the surface.

If it were another occasion, Alan Wilson really might have done something today, but he still didn't dare to joke about his future and didn't dare to do anything with Soviet female cadres.

"You seem to be only twenty years old. Vivien Leigh is more than ten years older than you, and she has a husband. You can't explain it either morally or publicly." Fortseva shook her body and told Ellen Wilson. He expressed contempt for his behavior, and deeply refuted the remarks he denied, "I can see that you have bad intentions."

"Then, Miss Ekaterina, have you forgotten that you and Vivien Leigh are the same age? You also have a husband. If what you say is true, I can totally do something with you." Alan Wilson supported Folce The baby walked to the door of the room and motioned Fortseva to open the door.

"Do you dare? You don't want your future." Furtseva said in a provocative tone, took out the door key, and the door opened...

Alan Wilson followed, closed the door with his backhand, and before Furtseva hadn't reacted, he pushed the other person against the wall and gnawed at Furtseva's red lips.

"Are you crazy?" Furtseva struggled and said in a low voice, "You don't want your job anymore"

"I've said it long ago, this is London. Who told you to say I wouldn't dare!" Alan Wilson looked at Furtseva, who was sober in an instant, felt that he had moved back to a game, and said triumphantly, "Also Even now, the agents of the Fifth Division are still waiting below, if you find me something that no one noticed for half an hour before you go back to the Soviet Union, you will know whether I dare or not."

In front of us is the future cultural czar of the Soviet Union. Although the shelf life may not be long in terms of age, it is better than the foundation. Small flaws in youth can be ignored.

Furtseva apparently quelled Alan Wilson's courage, and seeing Alan Wilson leaving, she hurriedly reminded in a low voice, "Wipe the lip print on your mouth, or your British agents can see it."

"Thank you for reminding me!" Alan Wilson bowed slightly, showing a dignified gentleman's demeanor, licked his lips with his tongue, and asked politely, "Can't you see it now?"

There are always some people, especially women, who take a man's kindness for granted.

Alan Wilson walked out of the hotel and returned to the car. Shi Shiran took out the list of young actresses who participated in the cultural exchange activity, mentioned the photos, and decided to go home and enjoy it quietly.

In fact, the United States also has something worth learning. For example, it can introduce the red sofa culture. Clarify the unspoken rules for actors, so that it will be much more convenient for everyone.

Alan Wilson was heartbroken when he thought of this, and the urgency of the development of British culture motivated him.

The Soviet cultural exchange delegation was divided into two parts. The Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe was constantly on tour because of the warm reception of the London citizens. The other part, the degenerate elements headed by Fortseva, had already begun to perform. complicit with imperialism.

Allen Wilson wondered if the supplies for the Potsdam Conference were all supplied by the Soviets, so he was looking for an opportunity to retaliate and take back the losses at this time?

I don't know if it was because of a previous accident, Fortseva became more cautious later, on the contrary Alan Wilson was not affected at all, still a promising imperial civil servant, and continued to live a busy but happy life.

Write a graduation thesis, attend conferences, report on the movement of the Soviet delegation, and take care of actresses recommended by colleagues in Whitehall in cultural exchanges.

To this end, Ellen Wilson even hoped that Vivien Leigh could show a certain enthusiasm, take pictures with these young actresses, and find ways to expand their contacts.

"Vivian, in fact, purely from the perspective of an actor, the impact on the development of the film industry is still relatively limited." Alan Wilson said to Vivien Leigh in a guiding tone, "If you really want to be bigger and stronger, you still have to make your own decisions. If you don’t understand business rules, you can also hire professional managers to run it.”

"It seems that in the United States, the position of professional manager is more common, but the European side is still more traditional." Vivien Leigh had been to the United States as early as before the war, and was deeply impressed by the vitality that broke out in the United States.

"Any industry wants to develop well without official help." Alan Wilson shrugged, pointing to the many young and energetic actresses in the venue, "I can't tell you who it is, but some of today's The actresses who came were recommended by colleagues in Whitehall."

Whitehall is synonymous with the British government. London's understanding of Whitehall is the same as that of the capital of the capital.

When Furtseva came over, he happened to hear Alan Wilson's remarks. What is official help? Who represents the official? Only Alan Wilson himself is here now, the imperialist bureaucrat representing the British official?

How can I help Vivien Leigh? Fortseva naturally interjected, "Ms. Vivien Leigh, if you have a chance, you should go to Moscow and see it to gain a certain degree of understanding of the Soviet Union. Many of your films are also well-known by the Soviet people. I believe you have come to us. The Soviet Union will be very popular, it's a completely different world."

"A completely different world?" Vivien Leigh was confused, still not quite understanding what this sentence meant.

"Nothing is different, we all live on the same earth, how can there be any different world." Alan Wilson answered indifferently, preventing Fortseva, a dangerous red element, from pulling the national treasure of the British Empire into the water.

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"Ms. Ekaterina, look what's going on over there." Alan Wilson stretched out a finger to change the subject, with a threatening meaning, asking Furtseva not to hinder her work.

The two pretended to leave Vivien Leigh's side, and Alan Wilson pondered and said meaningfully, "The age of thirty or so can actually be said to be the most beautiful age for outstanding women, except for ordinary women."

"It's very immoral to have a bad heart with a woman who has a husband," Furtseva murmured.

"Ah...have a husband!" Alan Wilson sighed indifferently, then changed the conversation, "Isn't that better?"

One sentence reveals the dark side of itself, but no one can see it, only Fortseva can see it, but will anyone believe what a Soviet person says? What about the Soviet women cadres, haven't they been bitten?

Like Alan Wilson, who told the Soviet Union that the British Empire was a friend of the Soviet Union, the Soviets would not believe it.

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