Chapter 474: Alan’s Professionalism

The Overseas Asset Management Board, was the thing that Norman Brooke was most concerned about, Allen Wilson was actually just providing some management suggestions, these suggestions did not include regulatory facilities.

Because Allen Wilson simply couldn’t think of any way to regulate, and at the same time wouldn’t use it even if he thought of it, this kind of thing involves human nature, and there is no solution except for technological advances that allow privacy to have nothing to hide.

Furthermore, Allen Wilson wants to be among the group of colonial commissioners, showing that they are our people, how can they do this kind of thankless thing, since we are all our people, there are some things to discuss on the line.

The opportunity is rare, taking advantage of the main colonial commissioners are in London, Allen Wilson wants to establish some contacts, he this idea is not in the least excessive, not to mention his old boss Sir Barron is also in it.

By the way Alan Wilson asked if there were any details of the Israeli-Palestinian war, which hadn’t been over for long, or not.

“As long as it’s a war, what weapons are used is secondary!” Sir Barron said with an expressionless face, “I really did go to Jordan once after the ceasefire, and after the war was over, the scene in the field hospitals was even more brutal and horrible than the war itself. There were long rows of stretchers on the floor with the unfortunate people lying on them, and the doctors were gathered around them with tweezers, saws, needles, threads and scalpels in their hands. Examining one dead body after another, they did their best to revive each one. Weaving off here, sewing up there, stuffing medicinal cotton over the wounds, turning blood vessels over like gloves and putting them back in place, more stitches than blood vessels, but after all, they were mended and sewn up. If a patient died, all his intact parts were used to mend the limbs and organs of another, and so on and so forth. The most troublesome thing is to deal with the intestines: once they come apart, it is simply impossible to know how to bring them back into place.”

Sir Barron managed to get Alan Wilson to terminate the subject and go find someone else to network with. Only when this former subordinate left did the corners of Sir Barron’s mouth curl up with a self-satisfied expression.

For this former subordinate who always wanted to woolgather, Sir Barron could never say that he didn’t have a single drop left, and could only use this method to make him know what to do, and now it seems that this method is very successful.

While the colonial commissioners were talking to each other and exchanging their experiences in managing the colonies, Prime Minister Adderley was also convincing his cabinet members to support his idea of extending the nationalization movement from the mainland to the colonies.

That’s right, it was his idea as Prime Minister, didn’t you see Norman Brooke himself said that it was inspired by his nationalization campaign on the mainland, so of course it was Prime Minister Aidley’s idea, and that’s what the Prime Minister thought as well.

Prime Minister Aidley, in 1949, has been Prime Minister for over three years now, since defeating Churchill in the election, and judging by the feedback so far, the Conservative Party can’t be described as unthreatening, but it’s still early days to be talking about a comeback.

The House of Commons famous spray Churchill MP, although as always maintain a high sense of presence, a short period of time, but did not shake the ability of the Labor Party, the opposition party is not climate, the position of Prime Minister Aidley in the Labor Party naturally is even more unchallengeable.

Naturally, with the support of Prime Minister Adderley, Norman Brooke directly set up this department called the Overseas Assets Management Committee, and led by himself.

Alan Wilson didn’t even know what to do with his life except to build up contacts in front of the Colonial Commissioners.

The entire residence was filled with the aroma of strong coffee that had just been ground and boiled. Allen Wilson stretched happily under the covers and habitually put one hand on the other half of the couple’s king-sized bed. He reached out and immediately retracted.

His fiancée had been following the Crown Prince and his wife for some time, and he knew she wasn’t at home, so he didn’t forget that even when he was half asleep. But as time went on, Allen Wilson could never help but find out what it felt like to sleep with a woman in his arms.

Allen Wilson briskly jumped out from under the covers, waved his hands a few times in order to speed up the blood circulation, put on a moral attire and went into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, shaven and smelling of perfume, he made his way to the kitchen.

After filling his stomach, Alan Wilson headed out the door, he was now in his old position, Administrator of Newfoundland and Consul of Boston, but the ground he was currently treading on was London, the capital of England, which meant that Alan Wilson didn’t really have any work to do.

Jobs are things that are owned by other people, he himself is currently a salaried loafer with little to do in London, the problem is that he has nothing to do if he returns to the United States.

The big international event, the current Battle of the Clippers, had taken a not at all unexpected turn when the Colonial Commissioners were discussing the nationalization of the colonial minerals, and Changgong had finally sent eight hundred thousand troops to their deaths by means of micromanipulation, deciding in one fell swoop the course of this most evenly matched of the three battles.

“Why don’t I go back and look at the children!” Allen Wilson all have a kind of want to go back to the United States, although it is not the best time, but see if the Republican Party in the aftermath of the pain, there is no broken cans, taking advantage of the rout of the gun party to bash Truman.

Was thinking of reporting to the Foreign Office, if nothing else to see Hepburn, or maybe Lady Margaret, the chair of the school’s Conservative Party, it’s been quite a while anyway.

“Alan, Philby to see you.” Milton, the Director of Personnel at the Foreign Office, upon seeing Alan Wilson arrive, stated that MI6 was looking for him for something.

I’ve done credit for Great Britain, I’ve shed blood for Great Britain! Alan Wilson instinctively wanted to say this, but as soon as he heard Milton mention the name of the Soviet spy, he was instantly not panicked at all in his heart, “I’ll see to it then, Sir George.”

MI6 Alan Wilson, though not much of a familiar face, was not here for the first time, and entered to inquire as to Philby’s purpose in seeking him out, not forgetting to greet him, “What department are Burgess and Maclean working in now.”

“Since leaving office in Burma and Ceylon, Burgess has gone to the Australian Embassy, and Maclean to South Africa.” Philby wasn’t hiding anything, after all, his personal relationships weren’t a secret.

Alan Wilson nodded as if it wasn’t anywhere important, then sat down in front of Philby and joked, “How about a handcuff or something to get into the mood easier.”

“Alan, don’t joke. This time it’s to find you on something that has to do with your specialty. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is assessing the course of the Chinese civil war and whether it will have an impact on our Far Eastern interests.” Philby flipped through the documents while opening his mouth and inquired, “You used to live in the Far East, so maybe you can help us analyze it, hmm? What happened to you?”

Philby looked up with a start, staggeringly looking at Alan Wilson’s face filled with a complicated expression, still not knowing what was going on.

“I was thinking about how long it’s been since I’ve touched anything professionally, and in terms of my work experience in the last few years, I’ve almost forgotten what my specialty is.” Alan Wilson rubbed his face, full of nostalgia, “I’m sorry, got a little excited there for a moment.”

“You really do have the exact same American sense of humor, I wonder if it’s from working in Boston.” Philby teased with a leathery smile, not sure if it was a compliment or sarcasm.

The smile on Alan Wilson’s face faded, he felt that it was sarcasm, as a reliable person, he certainly loved the British Empire more than the Soviet spy in front of him, there was no doubt about it.

“If you have any questions, just ask!” Alan Wilson said with blissful disinterest, “I can’t talk about other countries, but I’m at least a senior student of Oxford University in East Asian issues, I even know Chinese, and I can communicate with the Chinese laborers without any translation.”

“That’s something to hear.” Philby nodded while bringing over some information, not forgetting to say, “We want to analyze the direction of the war and the impact on Britain.”

“Just leave it to me, are you in a hurry? If it’s urgent I’ll send it back tomorrow.” Allen Wilson is full of confidence, what China Tong is just a figure of fun, the key moment still have to he personally.

Not to brag, now even if it is looking all over the British Empire, will not be more professional than Alan Wilson himself. No one knows more than him where the true level of the gun party really is.

After getting the information, Allen Wilson penned the assessment report, while also interspersed with according to the news of the Roadside News Agency, Chang Gong in the United States election some time ago, using American money to do American things, support Dewey’s election campaign, the most critical thing is that this matter has been known to Truman.

Foreign aid has basically been cut off, Allen Wilson is to write this report in a very regrettable tone, if the United States sells kidney aid guns, maybe the United Kingdom does not have to work so hard, to stand up and the United States and the Soviet Union in three worlds.

Unfortunately, very unfortunately, Alan Wilson in the end, in a decisive tone, said that the gun party will be a complete failure within a year, unless the United States immediately set up an expeditionary force to go to the rescue, otherwise it will only be sooner rather than later.

As for the British position in this matter, Alan Wilson said he could use Xiangjiang as a litmus test, Xiangjiang was attacked, naturally there is no need to contact, Xiangjiang is safe and sound, that can be contacted.

What’s more, the Far Eastern Fleet should be strictly prohibited from intervening, if it has to intervene, the United States has more qualified than Britain. If the United States can remain calm, there is no need for Britain to wade through the muddy waters.

The report was completed, wrote his name, Alan Wilson returned to the headquarters of MI6 and personally handed it to Philby.

“In the field of intelligence, it’s rare to have such a positive tone.” Philby looked at Alan Wilson and couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

“If it’s not allowed, I’ll go to Newfoundland and become a fisherman.” Allen Wilson held his head slightly high, as if Philby was not surprised that he doubted his professionalism.