Chapter 140: Vomiting Allen

Alan Wilson’s behavior at this moment made the word monkey rush used, Isabella Bogina’s eyes flickered with contempt, and she said in a conspiratorial manner, “In such a hurry, huh? No consideration for my feelings at all.”

“My dear, I’m just reacting the way I should have as a man, too. Who doesn’t want their dreams to come true?” Alan Wilson’s posture is very low, his face is thicker than the city wall, “It’s a man’s dream to embrace the right and the left, especially you guys are still sisters, it can bring me a great sense of achievement, what do you want, I can do all I can give you guys, there is only a small request, please, talk to Anna properly.”

Alan Wilson was acting like a bull in heat at this time, what ideals and wealth, that was all outside the body. He also didn’t want to be a person who was out of the low class, being low with the general public was life.

As an imperial civil servant in the British-occupied area, Alan Wilson thought he wasn’t bad again, and it was understandable that he took a pair of sisters.

That little bit out of the ordinary! Hiding the contempt in her heart, Isabella Bogina sighed for her mission, the target was such a dirty-minded person, and she was not ashamed of it, the saddest thing was that she had to fulfill and shameless man’s request.

“I’ll persuade my sister properly!” Isabella Bogina clenched her silver teeth, biting the word sister particularly hard.

“I knew dear, you wouldn’t see me troubled like this.” Alan Wilson didn’t care about the woman’s jealousy at all, anyway, he was just satisfied.

Anna was actually a bit taller than Bokina, with the same long blonde hair, I really don’t know how these two sisters managed to escape the search of the Soviet Red Army soldiers, and now that they both fell into Allen Wilson’s hands, he felt that he had the obligation to save the German women who were in the middle of a difficult situation.

Now because of the war, there are so many fewer men than women in Germany, and he is doing this for the sake of Germany’s future. We are all Europeans and should unite at this time, it is better than to cheapen other places.

Isabella Bogina is not an idle person now, both busy with the work of the Bonn women, but also to go to the Heilmann tobacco factory to supervise, it creates an opportunity for Allen Wilson.

A chance to put things right face to face, a chance Allen Wilson cherished extraordinarily, squeezing the little dragon rider’s small hand and carrying out a sinful hook, “Anna, how am I treating your family? Hasn’t it been dutiful.”

Changed into another occasion, for example, decades later in the United States, this is a lewd middle-aged old man, in the subterfuge of young female college students in need of student loans, many in order to go to school for the female students, forced to choose to dedicate themselves to solve the problem, while going to school while being a mistress.

Alan Wilson felt how he was not tied to the old man, at least the physical age is definitely not.

“Brother-in-law …… don’t be like this.” Anna, facing Allen Wilson’s intrusive hand, kept dodging, and her butt moved little by little, wanting to pull away the distance between the two, but it seemed to know that this man was not to be messed with, and could only carry out this kind of futile struggle to delay the arrival of that moment.

Alan Wilson directly picked Anna up by the waist, softly comforting, “I must be as good to you as I am to your sister.”

How could this passive resistance work, it would only make the nasty imperial civil servants, even more unscrupulous.

The moment she was picked up, Anna’s heart breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn’t completely relax, holding Alan Wilson’s neck with a color of awe, “I haven’t experienced it yet, I’m a little afraid ……”

This who can endure ah! Allen Wilson, who had found the essence of working for the British Empire, and the new German teacher had a frank exchange of views and an in-depth understanding of each other’s bottom line, in the process reflecting the longstanding special relationship between Britain and Germany.

When Isabella Bogina came home in the evening, Alan Wilson was already waiting with a cigarette in his mouth and a contented look on his face, easily inquiring how fast the tobacco factory was going.

“Where’s Anna?” One look at Allen Wilson’s expression, Isabella Bogina knew that she must have gotten what she wanted, and asked with no good humor, “You didn’t tenderize some?”

“It’s still in the house, you go comfort her.” Having already created the consequences of a fait accompli, Alan Wilson, while having a sense of accomplishment, did not forget to make amends, “I’ll go to the British command to take a look, come back in the evening, you and her have a good chat.”

The imperial civil servant with his pants up is just tough, the suppressed intellect has finally reclaimed the high ground.

Isabella Bogina had been watching Alan Wilson leave before turning around and entering Anna’s room, the room was in a mess, indicating that the previous battle was intense, the nominal sister’s hair was scattered and her expression was as if she had suffered much aggression.

“People are gone, stop pretending.” Isabella Bokina rolled her eyes, Gatzner’s trainees were not so fragile, in her heart, she knew that sooner or later, there would be such a day.

“It’s not like I have any experience!” Anna muttered disgruntledly and got up, her perfect body exposed to Isabella Bogina’s eyes, “Wouldn’t it be more in line with feeling hurt if I didn’t go out there, so that the Englishman might feel some guilt.”

“Neither did I before.” Isabella Bogina gasped at that, how it sounded like she had experience yes.

Being an agent is to sacrifice a lot, the two Allen Wilson eyes weak, can be manipulated by the Dragon Riders, the heart of this day has long been psychological preparation.

“Where did he go?” Anna opened her mouth to inquire while putting on her clothes, “Leaving when you’re done, isn’t that a bit much.”

“We’re ordinary women in a defeated country doing desperate things, go out and see, there are plenty of German women screwing British soldiers right now.” Isabella Bogina waited until Anna had passed on her clothes and said, “Now that we are firmly established in Bonn, we can make a good living with the help of this Board of Trade official. The days are long!”

Let the sugar-coating come a little harder, Alan Wilson learned from Tim Brand that the Board of Trade wanted to place its headquarters in Bonn for the time being because of the severe damage to the city of Hanover.

Wasn’t it such an obvious excuse to keep the tobacco factories close at hand and within sight? Still, Allen Wilson voiced his approval; there weren’t many places in the British-occupied territories that weren’t badly damaged, and Bonn was the most suitable.

“I may have to make a trip to Brussels in September.” Allen Wilson rushed to the two deputy secretaries general and opened his mouth, taking the initiative to make peace with two meanings, the first meaning is that he will not live in Bonn often, don’t worry about him tampering with the accounts of the Heilmann Tobacco Factory.

The second meaning is that he Alan Wilson is valued by the head of the civil service in London, to participate in a particularly important meeting. While he himself would certainly not be a lone wolf, he would likewise not be at a disadvantage. The civil servants of British India could all be waiting for their share of the spoils.

“Alan, being able to go to Brussels shows how much the brass thinks of you.” Harold spoke up to assure him, “Things in British Occupation won’t change because of where you are, that’s for sure.”

“You’re one of ours, we’ve never denied that.” Tim Brand likewise recognized, “The fact that British Occupation is off to a good start now has a tremendous amount to do with your hard work.”

That was certainly true, Alan Wilson felt that the two Under-Secretaries-General were not wrong, he was indeed working his heart out for the British Empire all the time, and was simply a bit overworked.

“By the way, Tim and I have discussed it, in fact, the current rampant black market is not just about tobacco either. Beyond tobacco, it’s essentially the fact that Germany’s value system has collapsed. In due time, we need to find a way to restore or rather build a new value system.” Harold made peace with the two men’s discussion, “That’s how we can really stabilize the British-occupied zone.”

The right time? Alan Wilson grasped the point, when exactly was the right time? This was an important question.

In the face of Alan Wilson’s question, Tim Brand made an answer, “The appropriate time is when the natural regulation of the market, prices have a certain stability, certain items are not in the odd. At that time the Board of Trade will set up an appraisal center, which will be used to confirm, or rather protect, the value of the valuables on the Germans in the British Occupation Zone, so that these valuables can be restored to their original value.”

Oh? Alan Wilson understood, certain items are not in the curiosity refers to should be tobacco. Once the tobacco factory was in full swing, the value of tobacco would naturally slowly return to its original value.

When the tobacco factory is not in the profiteering, will not appear with a box of cigarettes in exchange for a classical piano, or a diamond ring that kind of thing, is the appraisal center of the price of the establishment of this institution to stabilize the price of goods.

“I think the Germans will appreciate our efforts for the revival of Germany.” Alan Wilson, who had insight into the inner workings of the situation, spoke up in agreement, “Of course nothing should be rushed, it has to be fully understood and investigated, or else intervening abruptly could be counterproductive.”

“That’s what both of us are worried about, that’s why it’s just an idea right now, it’s at the stage of building an internal consensus.” Tim Brand and Harold looked at each other and unspokenly stated that the time was not yet ripe.

“Speaking so brightly, isn’t it still for a more secure profit-making?” After returning to the Heilmann’s house, Allen Wilson couldn’t help but speak up again in front of a bunch of sisters.

The intensity of hating the sky without two balls crashing was tiresome, but that was to others, and the Isabella sisters were very facetious in their bragging, “What about us?”

This we! Let Alan Wilson came to the spirit for a while, conceited, “Now not delay the value of tobacco, when the time comes, I will naturally point out a route to your sisters to improve their lives, follow me, the accumulation of wealth is natural.”