After a minute, Wesley let go of his hand and said, "I see, your son is now working and living in the United States, and his original employer is bankrupt, will he go bankrupt as a royal family?"
"Yes, there are many royals in England, especially the side branches, they do not enjoy the support of taxes, and they will encounter bankruptcy in their own business, the country's finances are not responsible, and the nobles are bankrupt a lot, but they all have ancestral property, some antiques and paintings, and they will generally sell these things to continue the life of the nobles, but some of them are not, or have been sold out."
Alan Hiber said.
"I see."
Wesley nodded, the nobles are indeed like this, they are not the nobles with a back cover in the past, they are just a name, they are all their own experience and career, if there is no career, it is just a name to work, anyway, there are all kinds of nobles in modern society, but many nobles want to maintain the lifestyle of the aristocracy, but this consumes a lot of money.
Wesley didn't care about this, he had nothing to do with him, and he said to James Bond: "Thank you very much for your help, otherwise I wouldn't have found such a professional and good housekeeper, and our matter would be cancelled." ” "Understood."
James Bond turned around and walked away, he didn't have the slightest idea of saying goodbye to Wesley, especially the handshake, he was now sure that the other party's mind reading technique did require physical contact to take effect, and it took about a minute.
He was sure that the time was accurate, because the records kept in a person's brain were not something that could be understood in a split second, unless there was some unknown ability, but it was already very powerful, and it would know all of you in a minute.
Alan Hebrew was still very puzzled, he couldn't figure out the problem of the government department coming forward to find a housekeeper for the new employer in front of him, and at the same time, he couldn't figure out how the new employer knew about his situation, but as an experienced housekeeper, he knew very well, and he shouldn't know what he shouldn't know.
It was only then that Wesley said to him, "Do you have anything to prepare?"
"I need to go home and pack my belongings and then I'm ready to go, I don't know when we're leaving."
"Tomorrow, the necessary things are available, you can not bring anything else, you will have the cost of installation at that time, everything can be purchased in the United States, and you will be responsible for finding other employees, this will be said at that time, go back and prepare first" The next day Wesley drove directly to the airport, and Alan Hebrew had already been picked up by the airport staff, and when Wesley drove to the hangar, the rear door of the plane opened automatically, and the car was driven up directly.
Alan Hebrew only knew his boss's wealth at this time, this plane is obviously different, more like a military plane, when he walked on the plane with his luggage, the first thing he saw was the fitness room, and the third floor was the fitness equipment in addition to parking and enlarged luggage.
The rear hatch closed automatically, and it was only then that Elizabeth's voice rang out, "Welcome back Mr.
Gibson."
Alan Hebrew was startled, but immediately calmed down again, he had seen strong winds and waves, so he quickly calmed down.
"Allen, this is Elizabeth, the intelligent system of the aircraft.
Elizabeth, Record Allen Hebrew, my new steward.
Wesley walked towards the second floor, and then ordered, "Alan, just leave your luggage here, you'll be home in a few hours, come up first" Alan Hebrew put down his luggage, and at this time the plane moved, directly started and drove out of the hangar, and then stopped on the designated runway, while Wesley sat in the living room on the second floor and invited Alan to sit down.
When he reached twice the wine, he then handed it to Alan Hebrew, "This plane can be controlled by Elizabeth, there is no pilot and no flight attendant, and when cleaning or using it here in the future, you can use the domestic servant, this plane is confidential, and it usually does not keep people on it." ” "Yes sir, how much more do I need to go," asked Alan Hebrew.
"What does that mean," Wesley didn't figure out what he meant.
"That's right, as a housekeeper, we are usually responsible for a lot of things, such as food, clothing, housing and transportation, we will arrange everything for the employer, of course, now I want to ask about the standard of clothing, food, housing and transportation."
Wesley understood, and yesterday they had agreed that Alan Hebrew would take care of the household and the employees, and that as the owner of the villa he needed to teach something, he would focus on the rest of the place.
For example, there are many levels of what you eat, whether it is a top-notch meal every day or a general home-cooked meal, which is different.
"I know, I think so, the chef is to be hired, two permanent chefs of Western and Chinese food, let them list the menu, whether it is good or home-cooked, as long as my family likes it, my idea is to make them happy, not to be constrained."
"Understood."
A few hours later, Wesley's plane landed at New York International Airport, and Evelyn Schott waited by the hangar in her car, where she was eligible to drive in as Wesley's personal assistant.
"Evelyn Schott, my personal assistant, you can communicate more in the future, this is my new butler, Alan Hebrew."
Wesley gave a brief introduction, and then Alan took his luggage and got into Evelyn Sauter's car.
Wesley's sports car couldn't fit anything, so he had to call Evelyn Sauter to be the driver, and the two cars left the airport.
As soon as he entered the villa's underground garage, Hank Pym called, "Mr.
Gibson, it's time to do it." ” Wesley's eyebrows raised, this old guy spies on himself, but it's not easy to deal with the fact that he can control the ants, because Wesley can't defend against ants, he knew it as soon as he came back, and it was obvious that this old guy did it on purpose.
"I see, but I want Mr.
Pym to help clean up the ants in my house," Wesley asked directly.
"There's no problem with this, I'm very good at it, but there will be a batch of people who will come, and I can't do anything about this."
Hank Pym said.
"I think you'll have a way, or I wouldn't mind slaughtering ants, after all, these little things are sometimes annoying."
The conversation between the two was like a confrontation, and Wesley didn't mind using some tricks on Pym Tech and then kicking Hank Pym and his daughter out completely.
"Okay, I'll figure it out."
Hank Pym put down the phone. t1706231537: