Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 168

  Chapter 168 Visiting Polman

  After listening to Fang Lang's words, Colonel Chatham smiled and waved his hands:

   "Haha. Colonel Fang, we are allies, and we are also friends. This kind of thing is not so complicated.

  I helped with this, and you don't need to hold a job fair. We have a provisional government under the occupation army.

  I'll directly notify them now to gather all the personnel according to the type of technical work you need, and let you choose, isn't it all right? "

   Is this still possible?

  Is this the way these countries plundered talents in Germany?

   So exciting! I really like.

   "Oh! Is it still possible? I don't know if there will be restrictions on the industry of the personnel we recruit."

   Fang Lang's question immediately alerted Colonel Chatham, staring at Fang Lang and saying:

   "Besides those in the automotive industry, what kind of people do you want to recruit?"

   Chatham stared at Fang Lang and did not dodge, but looked into the other's eyes and said:

   "You also know that Stuttgart is the location of the Mauser factory in Germany. If I recruit some gunsmiths here and go back to Brazil to produce rifles for us, it is very reasonable, right!"

  Fang Lang noticed that Chatham's gaze gradually became unfriendly, like a lion ready to be angry at any time.

   Just when Fang Lang thought that there was no chance.

   Colonel Chatham slapped the table and said:

   "Gunsmiths must be five dollars apiece."

  I'll go, Fang Lang feels like he has encountered a psychopath, if you want to add money, just say it!

   Did you say anything, and stared at me fiercely, making me think you were going to eat people.

  As a result, you told me to add more money.

   It's okay to add more money, and you ended up increasing from three dollars to five dollars per person.

   It seems that Colonel Chatham has a bitter background! Probably haven't seen any big money.

   At this time Fang Lang couldn't help but look at Colonel Chatham's hands on the table, which turned out to be the hands of working people.

   That is to say, the colonel should have been a manual laborer engaged in agricultural production before he became a soldier.

  When I thought of my offer of three dollars per person, I had already reserved room for the other party to raise the price, but the other party did not carry out any bargaining, and directly accepted my offer.

   Very good, it seems that the other party is not a greedy person, Fang Lang said he likes it very much.

   stretched out his hand to Colonel Chatham, and said firmly in his mouth:

"make a deal!"

   "Haha. Refreshing!"

   Colonel Chatham held Fang Lang's hand tightly.

   "Colonel Chatham, if we directly recruit personnel through the provisional government, it won't have any bad influence on you, right?"

  Fang Lang looked at the pleasing French colonel in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

   "What's the problem? I'm fifty-six! It's time for me to retire.

   The big deal is to let me retire! I can't wait!

  The important thing is that I can earn money from you. When I return to my hometown, I can buy a wine estate and live a happy life.

   Otherwise, now that I am retired, I can only return to the farmland to continue farming. "

  This can be regarded as a shallow exchange of words, and it is too short to expose it.

  Hearing what Colonel Chatham said, he didn't understand what he should do.

  Fang Lang was not worried that Chatham would lie to him, at worst, he would directly arrange a special plane to send the people back after recruiting a group of people.

   He can't keep it! He will not be able to receive fees for those recruited later.

   "Haha Colonel Chatham, please rest assured that I will let you buy a big wine estate."

  With the help of Colonel Chatham, Fang Lang soon met the mayor of the Stuttgart interim government.

  The mayor seemed to speak very little, and after hearing Colonel Chatham's request, he looked up and down Fang Lang with a little surprise.

   means that we will fully cooperate.

   Fang Lang knew that the German in front of him would be an important middleman. Whether he could recruit truly useful talents depended on whether this person would really help.

  In Colonel Chatham's office, after continuing to communicate some details, Fang Lang took some special passes and borrowed a batch of transportation vehicles before saying goodbye to Colonel Chatham and returning to the hotel.

  Fang Lang, who returned to the hotel, immediately ordered Qi Qingshan to take a special pass to the temporary city hall of Stuttgart and invite Mr. Mayor Jonas to the hotel for dinner.

  Because it was still early, Fang Lang didn't have the habit of staying in the hotel to get moldy.

  As an important town in the southwest of Germany, it is also an important industrial town. Now that you are here, of course you have to visit around!

   Stuttgart is the cradle of Germany's automobile industry.

   Not only Porsche, but also Mercedes-Benz, were born in this southwestern city of Germany.

  Because of the special pass, the convoy's passage in the city has become unimpeded.

   But after going around a few places, Fang Lang gradually lost interest. After all, Stuttgart is now full of ruins and helpless people.

  The once prosperous industrial town can only be found through dilapidated factories.

  Since he couldn't see anything, Fang Lang ordered the driver to go directly to the address of Ante Polman provided by Mrs. Henderson.

  This Mr. Ante Polman did not live in the urban area, but in a two-story building in the suburbs of Stuttgart.

  When Fang Lang's convoy came to the front of the small building, the two children who were chasing on the lawn in front of the small building ran into the house in fright.

  A German assistant in the assistant team brought by Fang Lang stepped forward and knocked on the door, and explained his purpose of coming.

   Quickly returned to the front of the car and said to Fang Lang:

   "Boss, Mr. Polman is at home, and he invited you to his house to have a chat."

  After hearing what he said, Fang Lang nodded, but did not get out of the car.

  Looking at a slightly dilapidated house five houses away, there was nothing unusual about that house from the outside.

  However, Fang Lang's intuition told him that someone in that house was looking at him with obvious hostility.

   This was Fang Lang's strongest intuition since he left the battlefield.

  Fang Lang understood that there must be some dangerous enemies somewhere, either there were a lot of people, or there was a sniper rifle pointed at him at this moment.

  Because Fang Lang felt a hint of danger.

   The assistant saw that Fang Lang didn't move, but just looked in one direction, and was about to get up and look in that direction, but Fang Lang stopped him in time:

   "Don't move, don't look anywhere, act like nothing happened."

   After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhuang Xintian, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat and looking at himself, and said:

   "Order the lead car to advance two hundred meters to investigate, focusing on whether there are hidden enemies in the houses on both sides of the road."

   Pointing to the house he was looking at, he said:

   "Let the soldiers of the No. 2 car go around to the back of that house and touch it to have a look. There is a problem with this house."

   Hearing Fang Lang's order, Zhuang Xintian's eyes were fixed.

  Push the door and get off the car, pretending to be nonchalant, come to the window of the head car, light a cigarette, and give an order.

  The five soldiers in the car immediately raised their vigilance, raised the Thomson submachine gun on their laps, and loaded the bolt.

  Seeing that several people had finished checking their weapons, Zhuang Xintian nodded, patted on the car door, and motioned for several people to set off.

  The soldiers in the car lowered the windows, pointed their guns at the houses on both sides, and slowly moved forward to investigate.

  Zhuang Xintian slowly walked back to the No. 2 car, opened the rear door, and pointed to the house Fang Lang mentioned in a hidden place.

   ordered in a low voice:

   "The officer suspects that there is a problem in that house. You go around from the rear and touch it in. If you encounter enemies, you are allowed to fire. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

   Then there was the sound of the soldiers pulling the bolt.

  Zhuang Xintian closed the car door and did not return to Fang Lang's car.

  He was afraid that you really had enemies, so he stared at the waves based on his actions, so he walked directly across the lawn of Polman's house and walked towards Polman's house.

   Didn't forget to call the German assistant over.

  Fang Lang saw what Zhuang Xintian meant at a glance. This was using his body as bait. If there were gunmen outside, he would definitely suspect that he was a big shot in the team.

  Fang Lang was very moved, but he shook his head. If he was an enemy, he would definitely not attack Zhuang Xintian now.

   After all, the commander of the convoy will give orders to the vehicles one by one!

  So Fang Lang didn't move, but continued to look in that direction.

  When the head car passed by that house, the sense of danger of that house began to disappear slowly.

   Obviously the other party is already alert.

   But Fang Lang didn't care. This was his first time in Germany, and this enemy shouldn't be targeting him specifically.

  Fang Lang suspected that the remnants of the Communist Party were hiding somewhere, and wanted to attack the occupying army.

   Maybe seeing the size of Fang Lang's team, he wanted to try his luck.

   It's a pity that Fang Lang's reaction obviously startled the other party.

  Especially when the lead car passed by his house, the other party immediately gave up the attack plan.

  He was a little curious. It was obvious that he came here on a temporary basis, which meant that the other party was not here for him.

  Of course, Fang Lang doesn't believe that Mrs. Henderson will reveal herself, that she will invite Mr. Polman to work for her, and let the killer come to ambush her in advance.

  Because, if you want to ambush yourself, the location of the house is really bad, and the view will obviously be blocked by the flower bed in front of his house.

  Besides, there are a lot of places suitable for ambush on the way here, why not ambush somewhere, but in such a place that is not suitable for ambush?

  Now that the sense of danger has disappeared, Fang Lang didn't care, shook his head with a smile, got out of the car and walked directly to Polman's house.

  The other guards in the convoy had all got out of the car and stood guard with weapons when Zhuang Xintian was walking towards Polman's house.

  Seeing Fang Lang get off the car, three soldiers immediately surrounded him, using their bodies to block the enemy's sight from three directions.

   Fang Lang glanced at the movements of the soldiers, and Fang Lang nodded.

  In general, this action of protecting important officials is still very good.

  However, it would be even better if a few black umbrellas could be opened to block more views.

   Zhuang Xintian in the house saw Fang Lang coming, and hurried out, put his hand on the gun handle at his waist, and stared at the direction of the house.

   All these things that happened at the door were seen by Polman, which made him a little shocked, obviously not understanding what happened.

  Fang Lang looked at the unattractive short and thin man in his thirties, stretched out his hand, and said enthusiastically:

   "Mr. Polman, I'm sorry, I took the liberty to visit and surprised you!

   Don't worry, the soldiers found some abnormalities.

   It will be over soon, can we go in and have a chat? "

  Originally, Fang Lang wanted to visit Polman as an ordinary businessman, but after doing this, it was obviously impossible.

   After all, if you say these people are bodyguards! Now no one would bring so many bodyguards with them whenever they went out.

  (end of this chapter)

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