Don't blame Alan Wilson for being honest, as a single-minded person, he just has no resistance to beautiful women. If the range is a little larger, it can cause an instinctive reaction above the average level, depending on the amount of clothing.

Isabella Popina's skin is as white as jade, her eyes are blue as the sea, even if she is very simple and plain, the dark green coat, can not hide her devilish figure, after all, the kind of extremely impactful inner beauty, Alan Wilson has personally experienced.

Now Isabella Pokina, who has short hair, has a pretty face with a hint of coldness, and it reflects a completely different temperament, which makes people can't help but want to enter and explore one or two.

Gradually, the waves on Isabella Pokina's chest began to rise and fall, and the man's eyes were simply undisguised, as if he wanted to melt the person in half, even she couldn't always pretend not to see it, and rolled her eyes at Alan Wilson, looking at each other, finally evoking the spirit of the imperial civil servant in Alan Wilson's heart.

"Industrious and tough German women will definitely occupy an important position in the economic construction of post-war Germany."

Harold Wilson's stinky, long speech finally reached Alan Wilson's ears, and then the speech was finished, causing a burst of cheers and applause from the surrounding Germans.

"Liaison officer, it's a telegram from the Indian who is in constant contact with you." Alan Wilson's Mark, the horse, found a time to pull out the telegram.

Alan Wilson took it apart and looked at it, and sighed in his heart that he would not come, but he would come? All of them came, and the machine dismantled by the Chennai Tobacco Factory in British India had arrived, not to Germany, but to the British port, and after unloading the local goods, it would be driven to Germany.

In this way, the time is not particularly tight, and the printing press is already getting closer and closer to its loyal German subjects.

Once in Germany, the tobacco leaves that came to be transported by cargo ship could make Alan Wilson's pocket bulge. In addition, it is possible to stop smuggling, which is gradually becoming more and more lawless in the US-occupied areas.

But there is another problem, that is, once the cigarette factory is put into operation, it is absolutely impossible for Alan Wilson to eat such a large part of the interests alone, and to tell the truth, the interests in this are enough for him to be assassinated a hundred times by a liaison officer.

Marx famously said, "As soon as there is a proper profit, capital becomes emboldened. If there is a ten percent profit, it is guaranteed to be used everywhere; With twenty percent profit, it becomes active; With a 50 percent profit, it takes a risk; With 100 percent profits, it dares to trample on all human laws; With a profit of 300 percent, it dares to commit any crime, even risking hanging its head. ”

Once the tobacco production line is put into operation, how much profit will be 300 percent in Germany today? What's more, it also delays the tide of smuggling across the Atlantic?

If Alan Wilson could only see the profits brought by the money printing machine, but not the risks, he would have said goodbye to the world in a few days, either in a car accident or choking on water.

At night, Alan Wilson, who sneaked into the Heilman family house, finally succeeded in the death of Isabella Popkina, who had a greatly changed temperament, and lit a cigarette with a melancholy color.

Pokina, who was sweating profusely, was a little puzzled and asked with a lazy look, "You seem to have something?" ”

"That's right!" Alan Wilson explained the machinery of the tobacco factory, and pointed out the current shortage of tobacco in Germany and the possible windfall profits.

Isabella Pokina was taken aback, the family had changed since the last time Alan Wilson left, and it could be said that she, a simple woman, had finally seen how the rich lived.

But this is far from what Alan Wilson is saying now, if it is true, the profit brought is of course an astronomical amount, but for ordinary Germans, of course, the exploitation has increased.

Rao is Isabella Pokina has undergone professional training, and she was also shocked and speechless, and it took a long time before she said, "This should be a good thing, Alan, why are you so worried?" ”

"You haven't heard a word about you, it's what you German Marx said......" Alan Wilson repeated the famous words of daring to trample on all laws.

I've heard of it so much that it's a compulsory course in school! Isabella Pokina was scolded, but she also understood Alan Wilson's concern, and asked with a dark look, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Of course, it's about sharing profits, and I'm ready to let all the members of the trade committee share in the profits. However, there is another difficulty, that is, we are all British, and this cigarette factory production line must be built in Germany. Alan Wilson said the difficulty, "It's not a big deal that it's all British, the key is that we are all British civil servants, and now we are all managers of the British-occupied areas, which is very troublesome." ”

"We can't have a direct relationship with this tobacco factory, otherwise the domestic investigation will be detrimental to future progress even if it deals with the past. So it's better for a German to run this tobacco factory and get the share that belongs to our trade committee in our hands on time, and that's it. ”

Isabella Pokina nodded her head at first, but then suddenly came back to her senses, wasn't she talking about herself? Surprised, he said, "You mean I'm here to run this factory?" But I don't have that experience. ”

"You don't seem to have any experience as the director of the Labor Bureau, who used to work for women, isn't that a good job?" Alan Wilson pulled Pokina's warm carcass into his arms and said contentedly, "You just need to be the owner of this tobacco factory, you have nothing to do to see the production process, as long as you leave the factory, you don't have to worry about all the transportation, sales, etc., the Trade Commission will take care of everything." Of course, it is impossible not to take into account the share of some British commanders......"

While Alan Wilson was still thinking about her own plans for making a fortune, Isabella Pokina was equally uneasy, partly because of the huge profits, and partly deeply shocked by the greed and shamelessness of imperialism.

At the same time, she was fortunate to be a part of the vast network of interests in the British-occupied zone.

Just as he was thinking so, Alan Wilson had recovered and was crawling up again to do another round.

"Alan?" Isabella Pokina held out her hand to hold Alan Wilson's face and spoke in a flattering voice.

"What's wrong?" Alan Wilson was confused, and there was a slight pause in his movements, and then he took a top.

Isabella Pokina, who was breathing heavily, took two deep breaths and said intermittently, "How do you see Anna!" I still have to work now, in fact, I am a little afraid of pregnancy, and Anna can also do it when it is inconvenient. ”

As soon as the words fell, Isabella Pokina felt Alan Wilson swell and understood that it was in the other party's heart.

You can't blame Alan Wilson for being unproductive, but if any man is asked this question, who would refuse? If she really refused, Alan Wilson could only say that she admired, anyway, she couldn't refuse as a mortal. Quickly knocked down by sugar-coated shells.

Before dawn, Alan Wilson sneaked out of the house again, and he didn't even have such self-discipline to go to work. But there was no way, in case Harold Wilson woke up to look for him, he would have to explain what he was going to do, and it would be a trouble.

Harold Wilson did get up early, but he couldn't stop Alan Wilson from coming back earlier, which perfectly blinded the future Prime Minister of the British Empire, but it was a little strange that Alan Wilson seemed to be in bad spirits, "Allen, are you tired from inspecting everywhere in the Ruhr area recently, I am still a few years older than you, but I am not as tired as you." ”

"Dear Mr. Senator, I am not a politician." Alan Wilson saw that the other party had made excuses for himself, and directly borrowed the slope to go down the donkey road, "Actually, it is hard for me to imagine that you, with the temperament of a scholar, have such abundant physical strength to inspect the situation of major cities everywhere in the Ruhr area. ”

This sentence is half a change of subject, half a compliment, Alan Wilson can't say that he overworked last night and condolences to the director of the Bonn Women's Work and Labor Bureau, right? I can't even sleep, and I have to come back before you wake up.

"Although I am a scholar, I am still very healthy." When Harold Wilson heard this, he laughed with great satisfaction, there were no outsiders here, and the pipe he had been carrying with him was naturally put away, took out a cigar, and smoked it intoxicated like Churchill, "I think Bonn is a typical report on the restoration and reconstruction of the British occupied area." This proves that the British Occupation Zone Trade Commission has contributed well to the recovery of the British Occupied Zone. ”

"Huh?" Yawning heavily, Alan Wilson rubbed his face, and agreed, "No problem, the citizens of the country don't know that the damage to Bonn is not serious, I will prepare a few photos of the ruins of other cities, and then use the municipal photos that Bonn has now cleaned up as a comparison, it should be fine." ”

"It's good that the German people need confidence right now, but there are some things that don't really matter. We didn't mean to deceive the Germans either. Harold Wilson commented appreciatively, "It's a ...... Well? ”

"White lies!" Alan Wilson approvingly added, "Our intention was to do good and give Germans more confidence in the future." ”

"That's right, a white lie." Harold Wilson complimented with satisfaction, "It must be said that Allen was of great help along the way when I came to inspect the British Occupation Zone, and I very much hope that we will cooperate in our work in the future." ”