Chapter 1061 The United States in the Election

The six countries participating in the Six-Party Talks were divided into at least four camps; the French were busy with their African layout and were pulled over entirely by Britain, while Germany was pulled over by the United States.

As for the Soviet Union, it appeared entirely to come over to watch the scene of dog-eat-dog within imperialism.

The last one India, although is pulled in by Britain with diplomatic means, but India also has its own ambitions, highlighting India and a few big countries can be equal, hold up a sound and colorful face.

So when the formal negotiations, the British and French side is the French from time to time attached to Alan Wilson two sentences, but compared to the Germans to do the United States of America’s echo, the share is still quite enough.

The Soviets didn’t make much of a statement, and it wasn’t clear what their exact position was. Representing India in Basra was Lal Shastri.

As Prime Minister and Minister of Foreign Affairs, diplomacy was essentially Nehru’s one word, and the other countries sent their diplomatic number twos, and Nehru could not come in person.

And this time around, the six-party talks are another broad stage, at least in India’s eyes, which precludes sending nobodies over.

Lal Shastri, being an important figure in support of Nehru’s line, came to Basra in Nehru’s place.

Britain and France were in one position, the US and Germany were in one position, the Soviet Union appeared to stay out of it, and India took the opportunity to try to expand its influence, Lal Shastri spoke on behalf of Nehru about India’s views on the Iranian oil crisis, “India’s views have been consistent, and in the Iranian issue, a few basic principles should be established, mutual respect for sovereignty and territorial integrity, and non-aggression against each other. Mutual non-interference in each other’s internal affairs. Equality and reciprocity. Peaceful coexistence.”

“Your British colony, now it seems to grow up.” Pierre, the French representative, swept his gaze around Lal Chastity and taunted Alan Wilson next to him in a low voice, “I wonder if Sir Wilson, would be comforted by this sight.”

“I am very relieved that Algeria is still an integral part of France. The decisiveness of the French has been an eye-opener for us, discarding nearly ten million square kilometers of land in less than a year, shouldn’t that be admitted to the Guinness Book of World Records? Mr. Pierre, Sir Beaver and I have a history together as well, so with a quick hello, this is not a problem.”

Alan Wilson smiled and responded to the Frenchman who was taunting him, “Now that the United States and the Soviet Union are clearly trying to push us off the center of the world stage, it’s better not to tear each other down at a time like this.”

“I agree.” Pierre raised an eyebrow and his face returned to its bemusement as he listened to Lal Chastri continue his rant.

Finally waiting for Lal Shastri to finish recounting India’s views, Alan Wilson knocked on the table and spoke, “Gentlemen, it’s already very late today, so I suggest that the meeting be adjourned for the time being.”

The latter-day Iranian six-party talks took eight years just to talk about, so what’s the hurry? Anyway, Allen Wilson is not in a hurry.

After the meeting was adjourned, Alan Wilson walked out of the meeting without delay, no result is the best result, he came to Basra just to show that Britain is willing to talk, did not say that we must talk about the results.

Returning to the Windsor Castle Hotel, wearing a nightgown Feiwenli has greeted, for the man handed a change of clothes, used to replace the wearing of the Arabian robes, “the bath water is ready, you soak it.”

“It’s still my Vivian.” Alan Wilson tore off the headscarf, and the big British treasure came to a verbal fight, with the color of reminiscence muttered to himself, “But a person to soak some boredom, this is?”

Listening to Alan Wilson together with the meaning, Fei Wenli has no way, removed the body of the nightgown, “really take you no way.”

Among the two of them get along, the Great British Treasure is definitely the one that accommodates too much, the most straightforward example is the debt problem on Allen Wilson, because of the silver speculation this matter, the usually high and mighty Allen Wilson, in fact, is a person who is burdened with a huge debt, and will go bankrupt at any time.

“As long as you’re good.” Vivien Leigh whispered as she lay on top of the man, “The industry seems to be picking up now, and Tyler’s getting paid millions of dollars for his movie, something I wouldn’t have thought possible before.”

“There is only one Cleopatra in my eyes, and it’s only you, Vivian, who the replacement is I don’t care.” Behind him, gently stroking Vivienne’s spine, Alan Wilson had the tone of there is only one sun in my heart, Vivienne.

“Elizabeth Taylor now is about as popular as she was back then.” Vivien Leigh sighed a little, “And there were really people who said she would replace me, and it’s not like this movie came true.”

“The world is changing, wait two years and see.” Alan Wilson laughed, Cleopatra is not the project that almost put Twentieth Century Fox into bankruptcy, the input cost of nearly fifty million dollars, the box office is less than half of the cost.

This concept is equivalent to one-third of the Forrestal-class aircraft carriers, half of the heavy aircraft carriers under construction in the United Kingdom.

That kind of cost is too high a probability of flopping. Twenty-first century Forrestal-class aircraft carriers cost $15 billion, and would anyone invest $5 billion in a movie? There’s no way there’s an investor like that.

When Twentieth Century Fox rolled over, it was the time for United American Pictures to annex Twentieth Century Fox.

When the six-party talks were held, the U.S. election has entered a white-hot stage, the TV debate was also used for the first time in the election, representing the Democratic Party’s Kennedy and the Republican Party’s Nixon, appeared together in the eyes of American voters.

In the last debate, because Nixon was not as photogenic as Kennedy, he was considered to have performed poorly on television. Although he was a better debater compared to Kennedy, at least the broadcast audience agreed that he was as good as Kennedy in the debates and that he possessed more policy knowledge and good broadcast eloquence.

Nixon denounced this Democratic opponent of his as a profligate spendthrift during the debate, causing taxpayers to cry foul, saying that his platform would cost billions of dollars.

Kennedy countered by accusing the vice president of writing nothing more than a blank check when he mentioned increasing wages by at least a dollar an hour, expanding school infrastructure, providing health benefits for the elderly, and so on.

The images of the two men have made their way into millions of homes through television and are known to citizens in the general election. In terms of current approval ratings, Kennedy and Nixon are evenly matched, and no one knows the final outcome until the day of the vote.

Although in Basra, Allen Wilson is also concerned about the U.S. election, recently he was very happy, originally he saw Smith again disgusted bad, but now just in time for the election, this U.S. Deputy Secretary of State obviously not much spirit, to find him to cut diplomatic skills.

“Alan, which American party do you see winning?” John, the Persian Gulf High Commissioner, accompanied Alan Wilson to the airport to see off Richard, the Malayan High Commissioner, on the one hand.

Richard was going back to Kuala Lumpur to convene a meeting of rulers to gather a consensus of thought, emphasizing the different divisions between Malaya and the British mainland, the obligation to work together to stabilize the sterling area, and so on.

As for the other matter, the presidentess of the Mountbatten Group came to finish her trip to Africa, came over to visit the humble social commons, and then took the collection of ancient rags from the Permanent Secretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and headed for Australia.

“How do I know, with support so close, anything can happen.” Alan Wilson shrugged as he watched the Comet airliner land, his body ready for a clinical welcome to the Montbatten Group’s chairwoman, descending on loyal Basra.

Just because Kennedy had won historically, one couldn’t assume that he would win this time as well, and in fact the 1960 election had been considered by the Republicans to be a Democrat fraud, right up to Watergate when Nixon was still outraged, saying that he had done what Kennedy had done the rest of the way.

Just then, Pamela Mountbatten stepped off her jet and smiled as she walked toward her husband.

“You’re an Arab again.” Reaching out and tugging on her husband’s turban, Pamela Mountbatten opened her mouth to tease.

“Sunscreen!” Alan Wilson replied with a big smile, inquiring, “Got a deal with those De Beers guys?”

“All talked out!” Pamela Mountbatten nodded her head and said happily, “Without your help, I mean advice, it definitely didn’t go this smoothly.”

John took a straight backward step, looking like he hadn’t heard anything, what help, he hadn’t heard anything.

“That’s good!” Alan Wilson nodded, then took his wife’s arm, integrating the airline industry appeared to be at some premium, in order to safeguard the health of the Mountbatten Group’s never-questionable financial chain.

He took the identity of a completely neutral bystander, pointing his wife to the Gold Coast and Great Lakes resources, and De Beers to talk.

Of course it cannot be ruled out that the operation was empty-handed, as it did share in the profits of De Beers without spending a single pound, forming a cartel monopoly alliance. But there is a saying, what is the most expensive in the twentieth century, talent!

Since there is this condition, and Pamela Mountbatten has this capital, then naturally it can be done.

The two walked out of the airport arm in arm, Pamela Mountbatten inquired, “How did you talk about it? Is there anything you need help with?”

“I’m talking to the chiefs about the project on military to civilian conversion, to see if I can package up a few aircraft carriers.” Alan Wilson didn’t take the six-party talks too seriously; the British idea was to stall for time, there were no high-flying tricks.

But if it didn’t end up well, it was time to think about how to eat two fish with one; Britain had few aircraft carriers left from WWII, and this time he was prepared to sell them all as a package.

Once Iran’s share is untenable, all previous splits in the Persian Gulf will be nullified, and there won’t be any more 50/50 splits.

If that happened, Alan Wilson would preempt the abrogation of the 50/50 treaty, but the pro-British countries in the Persian Gulf would have to concede on the arms sale and buy all the small carriers that Britain was going to package.

“You’re a pro at this, I’m all ears.” Pamela Mountbatten said with a well-behaved face, “The outcome of the talks is still unknown now, and it’s not likely that several countries will thank you for finally changing the previous split contract.”

“Of course, how many times have I done this kind of thing in the dark.” Alan Wilson had a calm face and felt that he deserved it.