Chapter 466 Healthy Malaya Campaign

Alan Wilson saves these fallen souls from wallowing in meaningless dates, parties, charity events, events, weekend flights, and the like.

This leads them to use whiskey, sleeping pills, tranquilizer pills, and various parties to make their feelings blurred and dull.

Although Alan Wilson was quite tiring in this operation to save women, he was never prepared to let others do it for him. He was as sincere as his heart to save the British Empire.

Regarding the doubts about the Nordic goddess, Alan Wilson felt that he had to rely on his own bone-setting skills.

But you can't blame him. After all, all the actresses who come to Puerto Rico have experienced it. It's not appropriate to leave Lana Turner and Joan Bennett behind. As we all know, his attitude towards women is absolutely okay.

The days in Puerto Rico are quite fulfilling. On the stained asphalt circular driveway in front of the first floor, Lana Turner waved to Joan Bennett. After getting the response, I stayed in the driveway for a while. She looked carefully at the yellow rose bed nearby, paying special attention to the row of withered roses to remind herself.

At first, she noticed the abnormal condition of these roses a few days ago. However, because she was so moved by the scene and associated the flowers with herself, she quickly forgot about it. In the eyes of casual bystanders, she did not notice this. The outward flourishes conceal a deep-seated inner disease, and unless one looks closely, one cannot see anything amiss.

She looked away from the rose bed, across the wide green lawn, through the thick layer of leaves that could isolate anyone from the outside world, but not the intrusion from herself.

On the beach not far away, Alan Wilson was carrying Vivien Leigh on his back, playing wantonly in the edge corner of the world, and Lana Turner could see clearly.

"This man paid such a high price for Vivian. Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to refuse." Behind Lana Turner, Joan Bennett came out in cool clothes and lay on her back with a thoughtful look on her face. On the fence of the hotel, he sighed, "But Ingrid and Heidi seem to have an unusual relationship with him."

"The two of them seem to be returning to Europe for development." Lana Turner sighed. "This is a good thing, because there will be fewer competitors."

"Ingrid seems to be registering her own film and television company, called Woodpecker Company." Joan Bennett couldn't help but feel a little envious, "But Lana, having said that, isn't Europe now like the time when Hollywood just appeared, with countless Everyone is thinking about starting a business, instead of like now, where film and television companies have the final say on everything?”

Lana Turner's heart moved after hearing this,

If Ingrid and Heidi go back with this idea, if they succeed, they will be the owners of a movie giant. Unlike the two of them, they are still just actors who can't help themselves.

"You're right. If they also want this man to provide convenience, if they succeed, they will be like Vivian now, holding the control of the Barbie doll in her hands. Even if she is not an actor, she can interact with several people. Film companies are on an equal footing."

Lana Turner turned around and walked back to the living room porch in dismay, moving forward between the exquisitely grooved columns, past the tall potted cypress, and into the cave-like, empty, elegant house. .

She felt resistant and resentful towards the time in front of her. Once he entered the kitchen, he turned off the heating stove, poured himself a cup of steaming coffee without sugar, and carried it to the small white bakelite table.

After taking the first sip of hot coffee, I concentrated on the ritual of opening the door and smoking my first cigarette in the morning. After some puffing, she felt temporarily relieved. She continued to smoke, and her slender fingers that were stained yellow by nicotine while holding the cigarette began to tremble slightly. After a while, she crushed the half-eaten cigarette in the porcelain ashtray.

"Lana, what are you thinking about?" Joan Bennett came in with doubts and looked at Lana Turner with a gloomy look on her face, with a rather puzzled tone.

"We women are like this. When we see a man who is strong enough, we want to pounce on him." Lana Turner sighed softly, "Vivian has a company with annual sales of millions of dollars in her hands, and now Hai It’s not fair at all that Dee and Ingrid seem to have taken their chances, but we’re still just hanging around with Smiley.”

At this time, the coffee was only slightly lukewarm, and she drank it all in one go. After being so armed, Lana Turner took Joan Bennett with her and walked out of the hotel. If it is really a treasure, then everyone who sees it has a share.

Looking back on the day when he made a breakthrough, Alan Wilson couldn't help but sigh. How could He De, a humble social instrument, be so favored? It's quite surprising now that he thinks about it.

The point is, he is an Englishman, and these actresses are too politically insensitive. It can even be said that during this period, the United States made more small moves against Britain than against the Soviet Union, but they were all carried out secretly.

Although British India has been lost, Britain's global empire is still there. As long as the United States feels that the time has come, it will always want to come over and poke at it to see if Britain's dream of a global empire is dead.

Alan Wilson still trusted Vivien Leigh more. After all, Vivien Leigh was British. As for Lana Turner and Joan Bennett, he regarded them as potential FBI informants. The sugar coating could be eaten, but the shells had to be shot back.

"Why can't I control myself!" As a person who thinks he wants to do big things, Alan Wilson is very troubled by his repeated failures in the face of stumbling blocks on the road to success.

After learning from the experience, Alan Wilson remembered his responsibilities. After leaving Puerto Rico, he returned to the Boston consulate and contacted the British Commissioner for Malaya, Gerald Edward.

As a diplomat who liked to send telegrams, Alan Wilson heard that Japanese women were currently traveling to Malaya to seek a life.

This question received a positive answer from Gerald Edward, saying that this trend has indeed occurred. Today's Japan is quite poor, and some women have left the country to seek life in Southeast Asia.

"Did it bring about an epidemic of tamarisk?" Alan Wilson asked in the second telegram.

Once again receiving a positive answer, Alan Wilson put forward a suggestion to Gerald Edwards in the telegram, organize a campaign to eliminate the disease, spread the word, and by the way, confirm the current situation in Japan and inform the British. Residents of the Malayan colony.

Japan, which had previously clamored for the destruction of all its people and a decisive battle on its own, announced its surrender, and the Security Section of the Metropolitan Police Department set out to establish a "state agency" to mobilize manpower, material and financial resources to provide female escorts for the occupying forces.

The Japanese take really good care of the US military. For nurses and gay soldiers among them, they provide professional counterparts and use preferential conditions such as clothing, food and accommodation to attract their own people to "contribute to the country."

The right-wingers who originally clamored for war the most arrogantly made huge profits by selling sex products. The price of sex was one hundred yen per time, which was equivalent to twice the average monthly salary in Japan at the time. However, most of them fell into the hands of these entrepreneurs and The pockets of philanthropists.

Because of domestic protests in the United States and the spread of the disease among the U.S. military, the ostensibly specialized agencies were cancelled.

"Gerald, we should let the residents of Malaya know the exact situation in Japan now. This is what an authoritative media should do. As for the disease that exists in Malaya, of course it never existed in the colonies of the British Empire. , exists because it was spread by Japanese women. Through the leadership of the colonial government, we eliminated these infectious diseases, and at the same time, through this campaign, we were able to instill a deep-rooted impression on the local residents."

"That is, today's Japan is essentially a colony like Malaya, and it is a colony that is being retaliated against. Focusing on the fact that Japanese men watch women comforting the occupying forces, I believe it will help the stability of Malaya. .”

"Are we not lying? This is a fact. In this matter, the media should play the role of a true information porter. It is best to find a few more Japanese women who have gone to Malaya to speak out. Don't forget to go to the prisoners of war. We will promote the campaign and launch a healthy Malaya campaign. I believe the effect will be very good."

Gerald Edward, the High Commissioner of British Malaya in Kuala Lumpur, put down the telegram, picked up the phone and said, "Contact the commissioners from various places to count the foreign population in our jurisdiction. The target is Japanese immigrants. I want to know how many people have smuggled across the border." come over."

A few days later, Gerald Edward, in the name of the British High Commissioner in Malaya, issued an executive order to investigate the spread of the imported rosellary disease virus in Malaya.

There were two main ethnic groups in British Malaya, one was the Chinese and the other was the Peace Christians. It happened that both ethnic groups were very conservative in this era. Besides, this topic was indeed enough to attract the attention of the working people, and it suddenly became a topic of discussion in the streets. .

As the topic fermented, the true situation after Japan's defeat also spread. The image of Japanese men changed from extremely vicious samurai who would rather die than surrender, to a flattering man who was obedient and dedicated his wife and daughter to the American occupying forces.

There have been hundreds of thousands of newborns in Japan who did not know who their fathers were. Rumors about Japanese women cursing their own men in the streets, etc., also spread at an alarming rate in the British colony of Malaya.

At the same time as this kind of remarks spread, it was the propaganda offensive of the colonial government of British Malaya, which trampled the image of Japan from the light of Asia to the shame of Asia. At the same time, it advertised that the colonial government was responsible and had to fight against this kind of foreign influence. disease.

Alan Wilson hid his fame and fortune and went to New York to accompany Greta Garbo during her pregnancy. Those are all Malayan matters and have nothing to do with him, the Boston consul.