If I am really appointed as the Secretary of the Navy, although my position and rank will be promoted, I will become a general with a more civilian position, which is not as real as the one I have now in charge of a large number of troops.

At the same time, these words also made Fang Lang feel quite uncomfortable. Although he had a soul in the afterlife, it did not affect his love for Brazil and his regard for Brazil as his own motherland.

Now an American general told me that he should at least be able to serve as the Secretary of the Navy. If this was a joke by an ordinary friend, everyone would just laugh it off.

But Marshall was not someone who would joke about such things. The other party's words were obviously meaningful if the other party really had the ability to make him the Secretary of the Navy.

Fang Lang would be very alert, because it showed that the United States had a huge influence on the Brazilian military. This was very dangerous in Fang Lang's eyes, and to put it more seriously, it was even a violation of Brazil's sovereignty.

Although Fang Lang thought so in his heart, he would not show it. After all, he was now a die-hard pro-American. If he easily showed his attitude in front of Marshall, he might be targeted and excluded in the military.

Maybe he would lose his qualification to participate in the European support plan, so he could only smile and shake his head.

"Haha... Mr. Marshall is joking. The Navy Secretary is not as comfortable as I am now. The feeling of being able to command an aircraft carrier galloping on the ocean is what I have always longed for.

Besides, business is business, work is work, it’s better to separate them!”

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Marshall understood Fang Lang's meaning after hearing this. Fang Lang only agreed to compensate for the business losses in business terms. It seemed that Fang Lang still did not agree with the Morgan Consortium's compensation proposal!

After knowing Fang Lang's attitude, General Marshall did not show any abnormality. Instead, he smiled and said:

"Haha... That's right, Mr. Fang is very insightful. With Mr. Fang's current strength in the Brazilian Navy, it actually doesn't matter whether he becomes the Navy Minister or not, right?"

The other party just said "that's right" and didn't say anything more. As for what this "that's right" specifically meant, everyone knew it. As for the rest of the words, Fang Lang just listened and didn't make any transitional interpretation.

Whether it is Marshall, Fang Lang, or the Brazilian military, they all know very well that Fang Lang, the commander of the aircraft carrier battle group, actually controls more than half of the strength of the Brazilian Navy.

But this situation is not something the Brazilian military wants to change, or is able to change, now.

So, in response to General Marshall's words, Fang Lang just smiled and didn't say much.

Just then there was a knock on the door, and the voice of the butler Zolph Henry came from outside the door.

"Sir, Mr. Alvin Rockefeller, Chairman of the Rockefeller Company, is here!"

Hearing this, Fang Lang and General Marshall looked at each other, then both stood up and walked towards the door. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Wan Chongxin accompanied by three men in suits walked to the door of the reception room.

One of them was a middle-aged white man with a big mustache and a walking stick. He looked very imposing. With just one glance, Fang Lang was sure that the other party was the chairman of the Rockefeller Company mentioned by the butler.

Fang Lang had not expected that his invitation would invite such a big shot. It seemed that the Rockefeller Foundation was also somewhat interested in his Global Group!

As the host, Fang Lang immediately went up to him enthusiastically and extended his right hand to Alvin Rockefeller:

"Welcome, Mr. Rockefeller!"

Alvin Rockefeller, who was standing opposite him, casually handed the civilized cane in his hand to the assistant behind him, laughed loudly, grasped Fang Lang's right hand, and said generously:

"Haha... Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Fang. I have wanted to meet you for a long time. But Mr. Fang is really a busy man and spends very little time in the United States, so I really can't find an opportunity.

Now that we are neighbors, we should visit each other more often in the future."

Feeling the strength coming from Alvin Rockefeller's hand, Fang Lang understood the other party's subtext, but unfortunately the Morgan family was not here at this time.

"Haha...Mr. Rockefeller is right. We are all neighbors. We really need to visit each other more often in the future. I hope you don't think I'm a nuisance when the time comes!"

After hearing Fang Lang's words, Mr. Rockefeller seemed to be thinking about something, and then he said nonchalantly:

"Everyone help each other! Don't talk about whether it's troublesome or not!"

After just a few words, the two sides seemed to have reached some consensus, which forced General Marshall on the side to once again look at the overly young Brazilian rear admiral in front of him with a different eye.

It is not easy for such a young man to achieve what he has today. He was able to reach a consensus with the famous chairman of the Rockefeller Foundation in just a few words.

Thinking about how he was struggling at the bottom of society when he was the other person's age, he couldn't help but admire Fang Lang even more, and Fang Lang's status in his mind naturally rose a bit.

After the greetings, Fang Lang certainly did not forget General Marshall, and politely introduced Rockefeller:

"Mr. Rockefeller, let me introduce you to General Marshall, my distinguished guest today."

Needless to say, Fang Lang knew very well in his mind that Rockefeller and Marshall must know each other, after all, they were both core members of the European aid program.

Although Marshall said he had just returned from his hometown, it was impossible for him to have reached such a position without having come into contact with a big family like the Rockefeller family.

The fact was just as he expected. After listening to his explanation, General Marshall and his men laughed and said:

"Haha...Mr. Fang, Alvin and I are old friends."

As he said this, he shook hands with Mr. Alvin Rockefeller sitting opposite him with his right hand and gave him a big hug.

This made Fang Lang raise his eyebrows, thinking that it was no wonder that General Marshall could become the US Secretary of State in the future. Seeing the close relationship and address between him and the Rockefeller Foundation, the two obviously had a close relationship.

Mr. Rockefeller on the opposite side also laughed and hugged Marshall and said:

"Haha...George, didn't you say you went to China? When did you come back?"

The hug between the two middle-aged men was short and powerful. Hearing Alvin Rockefeller's question, Marshall, who had just let go of the other man, said nonchalantly:

"My mission in China failed, so I had to run back in disgrace. This time I heard that Mr. Fang was holding a banquet, so I came over to join in the fun!"

Rockefeller would not believe this. If he really failed, how could Marshall still have the mood to come to the banquet? It was obvious that he had some purpose.

But it was obvious that the other party didn't want to reveal it directly, so he didn't want to stare at it too closely. He just smiled and said, "It's just a joke."

"If I had known that you were also going to attend Mr. Fang's party, we should have come together!"

Seeing that the two men had almost finished their polite exchanges, Fang Lang made a gesture of invitation to them.

"Haha... Since we are all old friends, then it couldn't be better. Please come in."

Hearing this, both of them nodded, and Rockefeller casually said to the two people behind him:

"Please find a place to sit down!"

The butler Zolph Henry at the side quickly took over the conversation and said to the two people who came with Mr. Rockefeller:

"Gentlemen, please come to me!"

As he said this, he made a gesture of invitation and directed the two of them to sit in the next room.

General Marshall and Alvin Rockefeller took the lead and strode towards the room where Fang Lang and the others had just come out. Wan Chongxin, who had brought Mr. Rockefeller with him, lowered his voice and said to Fang Lang:

"Boss, there is something I need to report to you."

Fang Lang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't understand why Wan Chongxin would come to him to report his work at this time, but he didn't refuse. Instead, he apologized to the two people who entered the room, and then turned to Wan Chongxin and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Alvin Rockefeller naturally knew what Wan Chongxin wanted to report. He smiled calmly, nodded to Fang Lang, patted Marshall's arm, and walked into the room.

You have to know that Alvin Rockefeller just did a big favor for Fang Lang. At this time, he certainly hopes that the other party will receive the news as soon as possible.

After all, it now seems that this banquet is obviously not a simple neighbor's housewarming party. The sooner the other party accepts this favor, the better it will be for him.

Seeing the two people enter the room, Wan Chongxin slowly opened his mouth and told Fang Lang everything that had just happened downstairs.

Hearing that someone made racist remarks about him and his woman at the banquet he hosted, he became furious and his face turned pale in an instant.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked Wan Chongxin:

"What kind of company is this Cole Industries? How deep is the cooperation with us?"

"Boss, Cole Industries is the company that originally provided us with penicillin production equipment. Now the pesticide and fertilizer production equipment that Brazilisis purchases from the United States is all purchased from their company."

Hearing this, Fang Lang was stunned. Isn't this the company owned by General Clark's wife? With the friendship between himself and John J. Clark, plus the fact that General Clark is now managing the military insurance company for him, and Mrs. Clark's help to him, Fang Lang was really a little embarrassed.

If you ask Fang Lang whether he is grateful to Kerr for taking such a big risk and providing him with a penicillin production line, the answer is yes.

But the person Fang Lang was grateful to was Mrs. Clark. In fact, Cole Industries provided this equipment because of Mrs. Clark's face.

I also paid the corresponding purchase amount according to the market price, and we only have a normal trading relationship.

But this company is indeed Mrs. Clark's family's company, which made Fang Lang hesitate. Suddenly, Fang Lang looked at Wan Chongxin as if he had thought of something and said:

"If this guy, Charlie Cole, is a crazy racist, what does he think of General Clark's Indian-born uncle?"

Wan Chongxin obviously did not expect that Fang Lang's problem was not the discrimination incident itself, but rather how this guy viewed his uncle.

He obviously had no knowledge of this situation, so he could only shrug and say to Fang Lang:

"I'm sorry, boss. I haven't looked into this. If necessary, I'll arrange for someone to investigate it now."

At this time, Fang Lang also calmed down. Although he was very angry about being racially discriminated against, this kind of thing is actually a common phenomenon in the United States today.

That is to say, he is rich and powerful now, and most people would not and dare not openly discriminate in this way. This young man named Charlie Cole is obviously a brainless idiot, so he would do such a thing.

Given his current status, it would be too easy to punish such a fool.

Besides, now is not the time for him to take action. Since such a thing has happened, he estimates that General Clark and his good brother John J. Clark will definitely contact him and express their attitudes.

You can just wait for things to develop further, see how things progress, and then decide how to deal with it!

"You just said that Mr. Rockefeller also expressed his opinion on this matter, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Rockefeller is in the banquet hall, and he has instructed his assistant to check the cooperation projects between the Rockefeller Foundation and Kohl's. He said he wants to carefully examine whether it is appropriate to cooperate with such a company."

Hearing this, Fang Lang understood that Mr. Rockefeller was doing him a favor. A person like Mr. Rockefeller, expressing such opinions in public, would definitely have a very significant impact on the operations of Kohl's.

If things go wrong, the company may lose a large number of orders.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang nodded and smiled slightly:

“Since Lilith has expressed her attitude on our behalf, let’s follow Lilith’s advice and re-examine our cooperative relationship with Cole Industries!

Can we also put the pesticide and fertilizer production equipment that Nice Company needs directly out for bidding?"

It is not easy for Fang Lang to take direct action against Cole Industries now, but since Lilith, as the hostess, has made her attitude clear on the spot, Global Group will of course take some action.

Such actions are perfectly normal business practices, and no one can raise any objections. Our company did not retaliate against the other party, but simply terminated and discriminated against our company's cooperation. No one can say anything about such things.

As for how to deal with Charlie Cole in the future, it depends on how things develop.

Just as Fang Lang and Wan Chongxin were discussing how to deal with the matter, Lilith, Mr. Morgan and the other two appeared at the stairs of the reception room.

She happened to hear Fang Lang's explanation to Wan Chongxin. Obviously, Fang Lang did not blame her for acting on her own. Instead, he supported her idea without hesitation, which made Lilith very grateful.

However, she knew that it was not appropriate to show it now, after all, she was currently accompanying Fang Lang's distinguished guest.

So, he said calmly:

"My dear, Mr. Morgan is here."

Hearing Lilith's voice, Fang Lang quickly looked over and saw the three heads of the Morgan family and their female companions, led by Lilith, walking towards him with smiles on their faces.

Seeing this, Fang Lang smiled and bowed to them, apologizing:

"Sorry, sorry, there are too many guests today and I can't greet them at the door. I hope you don't mind."