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A minute later, Wesley let go of his hand, and then said: "It turns out that your son is now working and living in the United States, and the original employer has gone bankrupt. Will he go bankrupt as a royal family?"

"Yes, there are many members of the royal family in the UK, especially with more side branches. They do not enjoy tax support, and they will also encounter bankruptcy in their own business. This country is not responsible for its finances. Many nobles are bankrupt, but they all There are ancestral properties, some antiques and oil paintings. Under normal circumstances, these items will be sold to continue the life of the nobleman, but some are not available or have been sold out." Alan Heber said.

"So that's the case." Wesley nodded. The nobles are indeed the case. They are not the kind of nobles with back cover in the past. They are just a name. They are all their own experience careers. If there is no career, they will just hang a name. No. To work, anyway, there are all kinds of nobles in modern society, but many nobles want to maintain the noble way of life, but this consumes a lot of funds.

Wesley doesn’t care about it. He has nothing to do with him. He said to James Bond: “Thank you very much for your help, otherwise I can’t find such a professional butler. We The matter was wiped out."

"Understood." James Bond turned and walked after speaking. He didn't have the slightest idea of ​​saying goodbye to Wesley, especially shaking hands. He is now convinced that the other party's'mind reading technique' does require physical contact to take effect. , And the time is about one minute. He is sure that this time is accurate, because the records saved in a person's brain cannot be understood in an instant, unless there are some unknown abilities, but now it is very powerful, and you can know everything about you in one minute.

Alan Hebrew is still very puzzled. He can't figure out the issue of government agencies coming forward to find a housekeeper for the new employer in front of him. At the same time, how does the new employer know about his situation? He couldn't figure it out, but as an experienced butler, he knew very well, don't ask if you shouldn't know.

Wesley said to him again at this time: "Do you have anything to prepare?"

"I need to go home and pack my luggage and personal belongings, and then I can set off. I don't know when we will leave."

"Tomorrow, if you have the necessary items, you can leave them out. Then you will install the cost. Everything can be purchased in the United States. In addition, you will be responsible for finding other employees. I'll talk about it at that time. Go back and prepare. Come on!"

The next day Wesley drove directly to the airport, and Alan Hebrew had been picked up by the airport staff. When Wesley drove to the hangar, the rear door of the plane opened automatically and directly The car drove up.

Alan Hebrew only learned about his boss’ wealth at this time. This plane was obviously different, it was more like a military plane. When he took his luggage on the plane, the first sight he saw was the fitness room. Except for parking and enlarged luggage, the rest of the third floor is fitness equipment.

The rear hatch closed automatically. At this time Elizabeth's voice sounded, "Welcome back to Mr. Gibson." Alan Hebrew was startled, but immediately calmed down. He had seen strong winds and waves, so he quickly calmed down. NS.

"Allen, this is Elizabeth, the intelligent system of the plane. Elizabeth, record Alan Hebrew, my new butler." Wesley walked towards the second floor, and then ordered: "Allen, put your luggage in It's fine here, I'll be home in a few hours, let's go up first!"

Alan Hebrew put down his luggage. At this time, the plane moved, started directly 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 arrived twice the wine, he handed it to Alan Hebrew, "This plane can be controlled by Elizabeth. There is no pilot and no flight attendant. In the future, when cleaning or using it, you can use the domestic servant. This The plane is confidential, and no one is usually left on it."

"Understood sir, and how much do I need to do?" Alan Hebrew asked.

"What does this mean?" Wesley didn't figure out what he meant.

"That's the case. As a housekeeper, we are usually responsible for many things, such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation. We will arrange everything for the employer. Of course, what I want to ask now is the standard of food, clothing, housing and transportation."

Wesley understood. Yesterday they said that Alan Hebrew is responsible for managing the housework and employees, and as the owner of the villa, he needs to teach something, so he will focus on other places. For example, what are you eating? This can be divided into many levels. There is a difference between whether it is a top-notch meal every day or ordinary home-cooked meals.

"I know, I think so, the chef is to be hired, the two standing chefs of Western and Chinese food, let them list the menu, whether it is good or homely, as long as my family likes it, my idea is to let them Happiness is not a bondage."

"Understood."

A few hours later, Wesley's plane landed at New York International Airport. Evelyn Schott drove her car and waited by the hangar. As Wesley's personal assistant, she was qualified to drive in.

"Evelyn Schott, my personal assistant, you guys will communicate more in the future, this is my new housekeeper Alan Hebrew." Wesley briefly introduced, and then Alan took the luggage and sat down. Get in Evelyn Sauter's car. Wesley's sports car couldn't hold anything, so he could only call Evelyn Sauter to be the driver, and then the two cars left the airport.

As soon as he entered the underground garage of the villa, Hank Pym called, "Mr. Gibson, you can do it."

Wesley raised his eyebrows. This old guy is watching him, but he can control the ants. This thing is not easy to handle, because Wesley can't defend against ants. He knew it as soon as he got back. Obviously this old guy. It was deliberate.

"I see, but one thing to trouble Mr. Pim, how about helping clean up the ants in my house?" Wesley asked directly.

"This is not the slightest problem. I am very good at it, but there will be a batch coming after a batch, so I can't do anything about it." Hank Pim said.

"I think you can do it, otherwise I don't mind killing ants. After all, these little things are sometimes annoying." The two talked like a clash, and Wesley wouldn't mind doing some tricks on Pim Technology. , And then drove out Hank Pim and his daughter completely.

"Okay, I'll find a way." Hank Pym put down the phone.