Chapter 212 Persistent Disgusting People

Author: wake up duck

Chapter 212 Persistent Disgusting People

Allen, who is currently in a holiday period, was quite happy to hear that these two "good gay friends" of his were coming. It happened to be crowded and lively, so everyone would have a drink and discuss plans for next year.

After finishing the buttercream on the cake, he ate some of the cake core. Allen didn't like the hard parts on the outside. After wiping his mouth, Allen asked: "In those overseas industries, workers have received

Did I give you a reward red envelope?"

Sending red envelopes to the domestic servants is a recognition of their hard work throughout the year, but Allen has not forgotten the workers in overseas factories either.

As a noble master, what you want is atmosphere!

When I had no money before, I saved money. Now I have enough money, so I have to give it as it is due.

Like in China, it doesn't really cost much. The red envelope given by Allen was one thousand Chinese yuan.

That seems like a lot, right?

But converted into pounds, the current exchange rate is a little over six points, which is equivalent to more than one hundred pounds, compared with the three thousand pounds red envelope given by the family servant.

This is really small money.

"I have made all the arrangements, and they are all distributed reasonably according to the exchange rates in various places."

Hu Te took a pen, recorded the time in his notebook, and answered Allen's questions without delay.

"That's fine."

Although Allen is now a capitalist, he still has some conscience. When other workers help him make money, he is willing to give it back to them. This not only helps him accumulate fame, but also improves the outside world's impression of him.

This is an aristocratic gentleman who pays attention to image, is close to the people, has a moral heart, and is kind!

The next afternoon, Duke Angus was sitting in his extremely cool white stretched Lincoln. The moment he entered the manor, his eyes were attracted by the large Christmas tree.

When passing by the Christmas tree, Angus became very curious and asked the driver to stop the car. He got out of the car and walked around the Christmas tree twice, looking at a few little red socks that had not been taken off on the tree.

I took one off and touched it inside the sock. It was a little heavy, like a small ring-shaped object.

Looking at Alan walking towards him in the distance, Angus didn't care and opened the Christmas stocking. What was inside made him tremble.

Holding up a pure gold bracelet, Angus said to Alan, who came to him with a smile on his face: "Are all the gifts on your Christmas tree like this?"

Who does this?

Isn’t this a prodigal?

Being rich is awesome!

The gold bracelet is just hanging here so arrogantly?

Not afraid either.

Forget it, they are really not afraid of being stolen. Considering that this is a radius of nearly a hundred miles, no one dares to come here to steal anything.

Angus glared at Allen with some pain.

"Haha, if you take it off, this gift will be yours, go and play with it."

What's wrong with the gold bracelet? It's so small and not expensive. Giving it as a gift makes it more grand. It only comes once a year. These gifts are basically jewelry and can be taken with you.

Angus stuffed the gold bracelet into his pocket, then changed his hand and fumbled in the other pocket for a long time, then grabbed Alan's left hand.

"Hey? What are you doing?"

"Don't tell me uncle, I'm not interesting enough, this is your coming of age gift!"

As Angus spoke, he put a ring-shaped jewelry on Alan's thumb.

Raising his hand and looking at the thing in his hand, Allen didn't recognize what material it was made of.

It's a bit like jade, but a little lighter than jade and the color is warmer.

On the white material, more than a dozen gems of various colors are inlaid, forming a very familiar simple family emblem.

"This is our family's ancestral guard. It was worn by the Duke of Manchester when he was hunting. Don't you like hunting? I give it to you! This is ivory. It has been around for a long time, so be careful."

Angus couldn't help but look at the ring on Allen's hand again, and waved his hand in a pretentious manner.

"Hahaha! You old guy, I knew you had something good in your hands."

As soon as Alan heard that it was ivory and the color, he could guess that this thing was an old thing. How could a prodigal like Angus still come up with something like this?

It seems that the rotten ship still has three kilograms of nails.

The ancients never deceived me.

"Let's go! Let's have an outdoor barbecue and drink some wine later!"

After receiving the gifts, Alan and Angus walked arm in arm to a prepared bonfire in the distance.

That guy Spencer hasn't come yet, so we have to wait for him.

The setting sun in the evening shines on the snow, turning it orange-red.

A circle of turf was cleared around the campfire, and on a large rack, the whole beef and lamb were roasted.

The alluring aroma hit his face. Spencer put on a cotton glove in his left hand and pulled the leg of beef. He cut the meat on the leg with the knife in his right hand. He gently cut off a small piece, stabbed it with the tip of the knife and stuffed it directly.

In the mouth.

"Is there any beer? I don't want to drink whiskey, your Coke is fine too!"

Spencer ordered the servant waiting next to him to give him something to drink.

At this time, the three people, Alan, Angus, and Spencer, were sitting around a fire that was still warm but without an open flame, eating barbecue, with wine at their feet, various dipping sauces, and a few

Side dishes.

Seeing that Allen ignored him and carefully sprinkled the beef in front of him with toppings, Spencer approached Duke Angus next to him and said: "Angus, what did you guys play with the other day?

I can see reports in Gambian newspapers.”

What Spencer was talking about was that a few days ago, before Christmas and before the end of Congress, the upright Duke of Angus put forward an alternative proposal to revitalize the economy after the last proposal to increase funding for the royal family - to give

South Korea has increased tariffs on certain goods.

Compared to Duke Angus's last controversial proposal, this proposal is much more serious.

At the meeting, Duke Angus cited several examples of Korean inferior goods squeezing the domestic market.

With this statement, and the current economic environment continuing to decline, should they raise tariffs on certain foreign goods?

Then this will not only protect domestic products, but also stabilize a number of companies that are on the verge of bankruptcy. If the companies are saved, won't jobs be increased in disguise?

The well-founded proposal made Duke Angus slightly embarrassed. However, because it was proposed in too hasty time, this year's Congress is about to close, and it can only be left to continue deliberations next year. Members of the British Parliament

The gentlemen are going to have a holiday for Christmas.

This kind of proposal seems very good and has advantages everywhere, but if you look at it from another camp.

For example, if we switch to South Korea, this will not be good!

They originally relied on inferior quality to save costs, making small profits but quick turnover.

If tariffs are raised now, some of their products will have no competitive advantage at all.

Thus.

The fiscal revenue, which is entirely supported by overseas trade, will not be damaged by the behavior of the British family, but.

Great Britain is not itself, they still have the British Commonwealth!

What if this method is really effective and some people get a taste of it, and other Commonwealth countries follow suit, creating a chain reaction?

This is not just one or two small places, but a large alliance market involving more than one billion people and dozens of countries!

By the time.

Koreans have to vomit blood.

so.

As soon as the proposal was revealed, Koreans became anxious!

The most urgent ones are the Korean chaebols who control overseas trade channels.

They have the greatest loss!

The stock market fell in response to the proposal, and by the time they wanted PR.

Excuse me.

The gentlemen of Daying are on holiday!

Being stuck at this point in time is very fucked up and very disgusting!

There are still nearly half a year before the next year's Congress opens, which is too painful.

But suffering is useless. It’s time to find connections and relationships, and it’s time to do public relations and public relations. What else can we do?

This is Great Britain, not South Korea. They can only have a slight influence, but they cannot make decisions.
To be continued...