It's not about being happy, it's not about being happy! Alan Wilson just felt that there was much to be said about this era.

Although it is relatively unfortunate to catch up with the decline of the British Empire, the collapse of order must bring a rare opportunity in the past, if he wants to do business, he can easily live a good life, but he does not want to do this, rather be a humble social institution, serve the country.

And then again, what capitalist who can be named has not risen through political benefits? The whole world is so strong that it is impossible to say that it is impossible to crush all the difficulties of the people.

This does not conform to the objective law of development. Even in a tight filter, there are always some fish that slip through the net.

But who's to say you can't have both? Alan Wilson tugged at the corner of Pamela Mountbatten's coat and thought for a moment.

"By the way, you once said that you were a student at the Oriental Academy and did not graduate because of the outbreak of war. Hey, how old were you? Pamela Mountbatten suddenly remembered that Alan Wilson had said about his resume.

"That's not a big deal, geniuses are born from ordinary people." Alan Wilson brushed over his resume, and the corners of his mouth curled up to show a smug look.

"You look like my father." Pamela Mountbatten pursed her lips and said with a look of disgust, "Can't you be like me and keep a normal heart for anyone?" ”

"Maybe I really can't understand the approachability of your father who was born into a princely family and the mother of the richest family in Britain, and I can't understand how hard it is for my father, who is the commander-in-chief of the Allied forces in Southeast Asia, and how hard it is for my mother, who commanded 60,000 medical personnel to support the front line." Alan Wilson tilted his head and looked at his mistake, "But I'm ready to go back to London, and I'm hoping to get Pamela's help here at this time." ”

Reaching out and patting Alan Wilson on the shoulder, Pamela Mountbatten looked like she was wrapped around me and said, "Leave it all to me." ”

Alan Wilson gave the other party a blank look, stretched out his fingers to clamp the girl's little hand, and put it in front of him, and took the other hand out of his pocket and put it on Pamela Mountbatten's hand, "The size is quite right!" ”

A sapphire ring appeared on Pamela Mountbatten's finger, and the latter said embarrassedly, "What is this, why do you always give me gems." ”

"It's just a souvenir, and this time I'm back in London, I have some things to carry, and my father has some personal belongings to ship, which could be a nuisance." Alan Wilson asked with some wistful frowns.

"Isn't it a lot?" Ignoring the pounding heart for the moment, Pamela Mountbatten asked softly.

"It's really not small, the old man has the habit of collecting local ancient books, and it's very troublesome to transport, so I just went back this time and shipped it back with him, which is his lifelong collection, and I have the obligation to keep these ancient books." Alan Wilson seemed to think about it, but it was actually less than twenty tons.

Because of the continuation of the war, the sea route is not safe, and the income from the Golden Temple in India has always been placed in India, in fact, there is no good way, after all, it is wealth of unknown origin, which cannot be stored in the bank, and the father and son do not trust the bank of British India very much, and have always been placed in the residence of New Delhi.

Alan Wilson took Pamela Mountbatten directly to the residence, of course, there were some books in it, apparently Pamela Mountbatten was not very interested, and expressed his willingness to help.

The daughter of the commander-in-chief of the Southeast Asian theater of operations is domineering, and Alan Wilson silently praised the other party in his heart.

To Hyderabad's assistant, Alan Wilson's telegram did not say that he was transferred, but only that he was temporarily seconded to the mainland, which is also the meaning of the well-known appraiser Sir Barron, which is also true after all.

It may disappear for a while, but the Hyderabad Commissioner is temporarily vacant, and before that the Hyderabad Commissioner was also a very high-status, well-perked but less important position.

"How can you go to a man's house alone?" Mountbatten looked his daughter up and down, and said with a helpless face, "I can understand that you are friends, but it is a little inappropriate for your age. ”

"Father, look at what you said, Alan is Commissioner Hyderabad, a reserved civil servant, and has a lot of respect for me." Pamela Mountbatten had a sapphire ring on her hand, and I wanted to take a trip to Mumbai to watch him get on the boat.

"Me?" Mountbatten just wanted to open his mouth, but his face changed and he changed his mind and said, "I'll send someone to send you over." ”

"Allen's father has a collection to be shipped back to China, and I hope to ship it back in my father's name. Because there are a lot of ancient books. Pamela Mountbatten pleaded further, and after getting her approval, she got up and went upstairs, "I'm going to write a letter to my sister, and I'll give him a letter to take back to London, and I'm going to go to the suburbs with him tomorrow, and that's it for now." ”

Presently! Mountbatten thought about it for a while, and it was only for now, and then the other party would return to Europe and would not be a problem.

"We are stronger than these Indian children to give to them like this." Alan Wilson took Pamela Mountbatten's hand and crossed it together, his fingertips flashing blue, looking at the Indian children not far away.

Today, the two of them came to the northern suburbs for an outing, the so-called North Indian climate, not that there is no winter, winter is as difficult to endure, it is nothing more than that the winter is short, the summer is long, since the three months of the commissioner in Hyderabad, the temperature in New Delhi has been moving in an unbearable direction step by step.

"My father and I have taken a leave of absence, and when you leave, I will send you to Mumbai." Pamela Mountbatten came back to her senses, ignored the surrounding embellishments, and said softly, "If there is any difficulty with your assistant in Hyderabad, it will be good to contact me when the time comes." ”

"Sweaty hands." Taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat stains off Pamela Mountbatten's hands, Alan Wilson said softly, "I'll send you a telegram when I get back to London." ”

"Send me a telegram." Pamela Mountbatten pretended to be serious and refused, "It's like you don't have a job, this is my letter to my sister, you helped me send it, and my mother has been in London for half a year, take me to say hello." ”

"Don't worry." With a thump in his chest, Alan Wilson agreed.

When the day of departure came, Alan Wilson got on the train to Mumbai, and Pamela Mountbatten, who was sitting next to him, asked, "Why are the boxes so heavy, and those soldiers are tired?" ”

"The box is made of iron. And the paper is very heavy when stacked together. Just like whether a knife is sharp or not, in fact, it has to be judged by cutting paper. "Alan Wilson compares things that don't make sense, and disguises the extraordinary weight of the past.

When I arrived in Mumbai, the freighter was scheduled to depart the next day, Pamela Mountbatten looked at the busy port with interest, as if she was tirelessly walking around the seashore, Alan Wilson wasted no time in saying, "Actually, the coastline of Junagadh is beautiful, and I will take you to see it when I have the chance." ”