On weekends and holidays, Hall returned to London as usual to take care of his daily tasks before heading to his flat-floor apartment in Westminster.

It is close to the Houses of Parliament, 10 Downing Street and other important places, which is conducive to security.

The car entered the apartment complex from the underground parking lot and took a separate elevator to the floor, completely cutting off the demonstrators and journalists.

"Hugo, Viscount Astor told me about your actions at school, and my mother is proud of it." Helena was dressed formally, with mid-heeled heels and looked like she was going out.

Hall glanced at the black suits in the corner of the living room with the badges of the London Police Department's dignitaries and security team: "Is it okay?"

"You know the efficiency of administration in England, surveying, meeting, voting...... Some of them are busy. Mom is optimistic that she will probably be able to return to West Yorkshire to take care of the garden before spring comes." Helena took her son's hand and sat down on the couch in a relaxed tone.

Hall looked at her slightly haggard look, hesitated a little and asked, "...... Is there anything I can do to help? I mean, I can do something like the Leeds United takeover, I can wrap it up and walk away from it."

"No, buying it according to the planned acquisition plan will help my mother a lot. If the acquisition is abandoned now, some people will think that the Hall family is scared, and the situation will be very unfavorable."

Helena's narrative is exaggerated, as if the "Leeds United takeover" is the winner and loser of the situation.

Hall opened his mouth and tried to say something but swallowed it back into his stomach, just silently listening.

The mother and son chatted for a while, and Caroline came over to remind them of the time.

"I've got to go to an afternoon tea party and come back later."

Helena stood up and asked for help, "Well, Hugo, can you help Mom visit the neighbors?" Their daily lives have been troubled by the Hale family, and we have an obligation to sincerely apologize, otherwise it would be rude."

"Okay, I'm going to write a visit."

Hall stood up and opened her hand to hug him goodbye, and Helena gently rubbed his back, just as she had carried him up a mountain when she was a child.

In fact, there are few neighbours in the apartment complex, and owners from all over the world tend to treat their property as a fixed investment, and only come to London for a few days.

Hall quickly finished writing a few visits, asked Brandon to bring small gifts to the door, and he quietly learned about the current situation in his study alone.

The first is public opinion, and the camp of the Hall family begins to exert its strength and quarrel with the coalition forces behind Alcott.

You say that I am a capitalist factory owner, and I accuse the mob of storming private estates; You questioned the commercial problems of British Steel, I attacked you for obstructing the free market, and England needs to beware of moral hazard......

The two sides continued to explode each other at the rhythm of one topic a day, and all kinds of media fell into a carnival, and they joined this feast of public opinion without manipulation. As of yesterday, even the most rational print media "Financial Times" came out to reveal and analyze the Hall family's wonderful operation during last year's Black Monday.

The shorting of global financial risks is another strong evidence of the label of capitalists.

Hall threw away the newspaper and flipped through the internal newspapers of the Blue Party, as well as the minutes of the work of the House of Lords.

He didn't know the operation of the specific faction collision wrestling, but from Helena's side, he was equipped with a police dignitary security team, and he could see that the political game was in a state.

The news on the bright side also vaguely reflects that the two sides have expanded from the British Steel Company to the debate on administrative concepts.

Countless factions are all trying to get embarrassed, and the water is getting more and more muddy, and now there is a tendency to denounce the Iron Lady's economic strategy.

So the key now is whether the female prime minister can continue to maintain an iron fist and resolutely implement her strategy. If you can, under the general trend, the commercial eucalyptus of the British steel company in which the Hall family participates is undoubtedly correct in any case!

The focus is on other business hearings, the political stance of the Hall family, and the conflict between the traditional aristocracy and the elite...... It's all trivial.

"Administrative Philosophy."

It's a simple phrase

The weight of the containment, from the formation of human civilization to the present, has crushed countless characters to death.

For the current Hall, there is no power in the heart, and he can only look up.

He leaned on the table, his two thumbs supporting his eyebrows, and exhaled slowly, the nameless fire in his heart kept surging.

He doesn't want his mother to face all the troubles alone, and hates being used by Astor "naturally".

It is even more difficult to accept becoming an insignificant pawn on the chessboard, unable to do anything, only to wash your neck and wait for the chess player to win or lose, and decide your own fate.

This feeling is terrible!

"Winter, winter, winter."

There was a knock on the study door, and Hall raised his head and inadvertently swept the two bamboo sticks placed in the upper left corner of the desk: "Enter."

"Leeds City Council have been hesitant about a Leeds United deal and they would like to ask for your opinion." Brandon said.

Hall perked up: "According to the normal approval process, they didn't hesitate to ask the Hall family to stand on the platform in the voting year."

"Okay." Brandon paused slightly, "...... Mr. Renard and his companions want to meet with you, and they believe that the current public opinion situation is not suitable for any further trading."

"Huh...... Do you all think the Hall family is going to be finished?" Hall chuckled angrily.

Brandon stood at his desk, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Hall leaned back, leaning back in his chair and swaying, his fingers tapping on the tabletop, "Speak."

"No, our team of lawyers is sitting in Renard's office right now. Meanwhile, next Monday, the Crown Prosecution Service will re-indict a pub property in his name in a criminal case that occurred six months ago." Brandon looked him straight in the eye and replied.

Hall bowed slightly: "Tell him, tell the old men of Leeds City Council, even if the Hall family's boat is going to capsize, I will first roll up my sleeves and drown the betrayer in the sea with my own hands."

His cheeks tensed, and he said, "Each!"

"Your Excellency, your expression is very hideous at the moment...... Sorry, I asked my mom to speak to Ms. Caroline and got the address." Sabella pushed the door open and walked into the study, taking off the black lace-trimmed soft hat on her head.

Hall looked at her in a floor-length waist-length dress embroidered with a large number of gold silk flowers: "Very grand, come to see a play?"

"I watched the news, and honestly, it was dramatic." Yin Sabella replied with a wink.

Hall barely controlled his emotions: "Then your goal has been achieved, if there is something, please say it directly."

"Mr. Brandon?" Sabella looked at Brandon, who bowed slightly, exited the study and closed the door.

"My mother is a noble lady who is willing to gamble, and she thinks that in her current situation, I will reap the benefits of appearing in front of you and giving you some comfort." Sabella stroked her skirt and sat down on the couch.

"So?"

"I just wanted to admire your angry look, so I came. But I'm disappointed at this moment, the so-called genius, the state of rage is no different from ordinary people."

Hale stood up, "Only that simple?"

"Are you even more angry now, do you want to drown me in the sea, yes, such fierce eyes." Yin Sabella laughed.

Hall raised his hand and pointed out the door: "You're such a ***, get out", he wasn't in the mood to waste time with her.

"Of course I am, you know."

Sabella walked over to the desk, stood across from him, and then took his wrist and lifted it to her neck, "Come on, drown me."

Feeling the delicate and smooth neck, a trace of tyranny flashed in Hall's heart, and his palms clenched fiercely.

Half a minute later, Yin Sabela's blue eyes were misty, and her face turned red: "Yes, that's it."

Hall reached out his other hand, grabbed her shoulder, and tugged hard with both hands.

Yin Sha's body hit the desk, making a sound of Peng, and then the whole person fell on the desk. The items on the table were scattered all over the place, and she supported the table with both hands, desperately gulping in the fresh air, and lifted it up with difficulty

Good-looking neck: "Go on, be a little more ferocious."

Hall's Adam's apple twitched, and he roughly grabbed a handful of long blonde hair and lifted it up, "Please......

In the nineties, a genetic physician in the Netherlands discovered a piece of gene that existed on a chromosome, which could be related to violent behavior and could be inherited.

In other words, violence is a human instinct.

Psychologists, on the other hand, believe that whether human beings have the factor of violence is inextricably related to the education they receive and the environment in which they grew up.

Hall prefers the second version, as he grew up in a normal environment in both lifetimes and has never used direct violence against the weaker.

But this afternoon, he faltered......

In London, the nights were long and the days were short, and at six o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was gray and dark, and the study was dark and difficult to see through the tight shutters.

One hand straightens the lamp by feeling, and with a "click", the warm yellow light lights up, and two shadows are reflected on the floor.

Hale leaned back on his desk and lit a cigarette to break the silence: "...... I'm sorry."

"What did you say?" Yin Sabella turned her back to him, and her hands went around the back of her back to zip her skirt.

"Nothing." Hall took two steps forward, and he expertly pulled his long golden hair to his left shoulder, "I'll help you."

Yin Sabella let him help get dressed, then turned around, a pair of white and tender hands pulled his cheeks, and asked face to face, "What are you doing?"

"Huh?" Hall didn't know why.

"Does a woman vent the anger in your heart? Where are you now? The opponent is pondering the death of the Hall family, the rabble who do not know the truth are shooting at your doorstep, and the media has scolded your family tree."

Yin Sabella's voice was cold and detached: "But you are actually gently helping a woman zip up her clothes? You should act with anger and let anyone who dares to provoke you taste the wrath."

"As I said, I'm here to appreciate and feel your anger, and you're making me sick right now. Say sorry? Oh, that's ridiculous."

Hale wrenched away from her hands, "No, I'm still angry."

"I don't see, sitting in the study and shouting the slogan of drowning someone, that's just the lowest level of incompetence, not anger." Sabella shook her head.

Hall straightened up, spat out the last puff of smoke, extinguished the cigarette butt and said calmly, "I know what to do."

"Stay sane, stay angry, stay fierce."

Yin Sabella wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes were misty, her face was ruddy, and she looked at a bamboo stick lying under the lamp, "Like this proverb, install the latest version." 】

Normal people see all kinds of negative scandals from news reports, but what she sees in her eyes is the energy of the Hall family, which is qualified to stir up the storm and become the focus of attention of countless people.

The media has revisited Hall's reputation as a genius and his hard-nosed takeover of Leeds United.

Yin Sabella just thought about being dominated by such a man, her scalp was numb and her body trembled. So today, in response to my mother's persuasion, I took the initiative to send it to the door.

But Hall's initial behavior made her a little disappointed and pitiful, not angry enough, not rational enough. So she deliberately provokes provocation with words, hoping that Hall will act like she wants......

In the end, her goal was achieved, but things turned out more than she had expected.

"If I knew that was the case, I should have brought a suitcase."

Hot water filled the bathtub, and the mist filled the bathroom, Yin Sabella muttered to herself, leaning back against the bathtub, and suddenly grinned in pain.

Overlooking the night view of the city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the corners of his mouth are slightly upturned: "The scenery from the heights is so beautiful."

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In the study across several walls, Helena wrinkled her delicate nose and opened the window: "I remember when you had a birthday, it seemed like you were dating another girl?"

"Lover, I paid for it, and I currently live in that villa in the Chelsea district, and Aunt Cheryl went to visit her before." Hall was surprisingly determined, without the slightest weakness.

Helena turned to look at him, "Hugo, it's not right for you to do this."

"I know, but I want to do it." Hall replied.

Helena was silent for a long time: "...... What about Yin Sabella?"

"I'll give her a choice, but I don't necessarily accept her choice."

Hall said like a tongue twister, then digressed, "Okay, Mom, it doesn't matter. Let's get down to business, I have to do something, not the kind of letter of visit."

"What do you want to do?" Helena asked again, she was a bit messy now.

Hall held up two fingers: "Quite simply, now the whole thing can be split into two halves, half political game, half public opinion. They are double-threaded progression. I don't have the ability to participate in political games, but at least I can solve public opinion. The public opinion caused by class antagonism is a very sharp knife, and we must remove it, and we must not let it be involved in the political game."

"What are you going to do?"

"Use a bigger explosion point to attract the attention of the rabble, so that they have no intention of paying attention to the current public opinion......

"It's too dangerous for you."

Hale said in a tone that could not be refused, "This is what I have to do, I can't let you face these things alone. Don't treat me like a child, I'll take care of my lover!"