After hearing Fang Lang's request, Folger was also very excited, as it meant that many of his colleagues could escape from the current quagmire in Germany.
After all, the Germans are living a very difficult life nowadays.
"Mr. Fang, don't worry. Many of my friends are excellent gun designers.
I will tell you this good news when I go back today, and I promise to only recommend the best talents to you."
Seeing that Mr. Folger had changed the subject, he stopped arguing about how much the rifle's design information would sell for.
Fang Lang realized that Mr. Folger had already fallen into his hands.
He said to his adjutant Qi Qingshan:
“Assign a member of the assistant regiment and two guard soldiers to assist Mr. Folger in recruiting personnel.
Go to the finance department and get $5,000 and give it to Mr. Folger for funding. If it's not enough, ask them to come back and get more."
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When Folger heard that Fang Lang was going to give him 5,000 US dollars as funding, he suddenly felt that life was becoming better.
He had no recollection of how he left Fang Lang's hotel suite.
Mr. Folger, who was tied up and brought into the hotel, left with an assistant and two armed guards.
Folger was feeling dizzy when he got on the special car and returned home. When he told his family the good news, everyone hugged each other and cried.
I completely forgot that the file bag I had been holding in my hand had been left at the hotel.
Fang Lang in the hotel carefully locked the file bag in the safe in the room.
In this way, Fang Lang had another senior HR who took the initiative to help Fang Lang and recruited gun designers everywhere.
This made Fang Lang want to go out for a walk on the street every day when he had nothing to do.
Just when Fang Lang was in a good mood and wanted to go for a walk on the street again, Colonel Chatham of the French occupation army came directly to his door.
“Fang, didn’t you say it was just recruiting employees? However, Mayor Jonas’s actions this morning were not as simple as simply recruiting employees.
Is there something wrong with the communication between us?"
The appearance of Colonel Chatham really caught Fang Lang by surprise.
I didn't expect that he would come to question Mayor Jonas for convening a meeting of business owners.
This surprised him a little.
Of course, Fang Lang was not afraid that Colonel Chatham would stop things from going forward because of this.
From his words, Fang Lang understood that this old guy wanted more.
But Fang Lang is a little nervous now!
It's impossible to spend a lot of money on this French guy.
He immediately went up to Colonel Chatham and gave him a big hug.
Pointing to the sofa in the room, he said:
“Colonel Chatham, don’t worry.
We are friends. If there is any problem in communication, you just need to call me and I will come to you, right?
How could I trouble you to come here in person?
You just said that Mayor Jonas has made a big move. Can you tell me more about it? "
Now Colonel Chatham, who was about to go to war to accuse someone, was a little speechless!
What's going on? Did I really wrong Fang?
"What did you say to Mayor Jonas last night? Why did so many business owners in Stuttgart go to the city hall to attend the meeting today?"
Fang Lang said innocently:
"I just explained my request in detail to Mayor Jonas!
I have already entrusted Mayor Jonas with the specific number of people that can be recruited and how to recruit them!"
This is not Fang Lang shirking responsibility. If the plan discussed by Fang Lang and Mayor Jonas is implemented,
Of course Fang Lang can get a lot of benefits.
However, the ones who actually make greater profits are the German business owners, and Fang Lang certainly cannot allow himself to bear this pressure.
Besides, I don’t know what the outcome of the talks between Mayor Jonas and these business owners will be. If everyone agrees with the plan I proposed, why would I jump out so early?
"But what I heard now is that Jonas said you have to come forward and build a joint venture factory with these companies in Brazil!"
It seems that the French occupation forces' surveillance of the Germans was very effective!
Colonel Chatham had just received the exact content of the meeting when it was about to start in the morning.
"Mr. Colonel, you also said that Mayor Jonas said it was me who said it! How do you know he wasn't just using me as a cover?"
Chatham felt a headache looking at the young man in front of him who was in a dilemma.
There is indeed no evidence to prove that this matter was organized by Fang Lang.
It seems that I was a little rash.
But I'm not really here to cause trouble.
Thinking of this, Colonel Chatham shook his head helplessly and said:
“Fang, you have to understand that we are friends. Even if this matter is true, I will not object. After all, this matter also benefits me.
I came to you hoping that we can be honest with each other and not hide anything."
Fang Lang smiled and shook his head:
"Colonel Chatham, it is precisely because we are friends that you should trust me. I have made my purpose very clear to you since the first time I met you.
I also explained my purpose in full to Mayor Jonas.
As long as he can find enough and suitable outstanding talents for me, it will be fine.
As for whether he captures these talents and gives them to me or tricks them into giving them to me, I have no opinion.
I don't think you should have any opinion either.
After all, our agreement is that I pay you per head, and there is no need for us to interfere in Mayor Jonas's work.
If it is true as you said, that Mayor Jonas told the business owners that I agreed to build a joint venture factory with them, then I think Mayor Jonas must have come up with conditions that are impressive enough for me to accept his proposal!
If his proposal is really better than me directly recruiting the right talents, I certainly have no objection.
In fact, I think you shouldn't have any opinions.
Because that means I will take more people away.
Accordingly, your wine estate dream will be easier to realize, right? "
Colonel Chatham was fooled by Fang Lang and almost followed Fang Lang's words. Fortunately, he was a veteran who had experienced so many years of war and did not fall into Fang Lang's language trap all at once.
He shook his head, which had been nodding unconsciously just now, and said:
“Fang, it’s not that I have an objection, it’s just that if this is such a big move and it gets to the country, I will retire early.
By then, I don’t think I’ll even have the chance to drink wine, let alone visit a winery.”
Fang Lang smiled and shook his head:
“Colonel Chatham, I don’t think you should take this as a bad thing.
Everything you are doing now is designed to further weaken Germany's industrial production potential.
Don't forget, I'm a Confederate colonel.
What we are doing now is tantamount to destroying Germany's industrial production potential.
If your superior wants to punish you, you should tell him/her your opinion with confidence.
He can disagree with you, then you should ask him to come up with a better solution.
Then find an argument to refute him.
This means that you just have different political views, so how could that mean you don't even have a chance to drink wine?
Doesn’t this become a witch hunt?”
Now Colonel Chatham was really stunned. Why did the same thing become different when it came to you?
Are you sure you're just a soldier?
Are your Brazilian soldiers so good at confusing right and wrong?
But Colonel Chatham had to agree deeply with Fang Lang's point of view, and kept saying in his heart, "I learned it, I learned it."
"Okay! Fang, I'm convinced by you again.
You'd better tell Mayor Jonas to keep a low profile and not make things too difficult for me.
If an investigation team is sent from China to investigate, we will not be able to explain ourselves.”
Seeing that Colonel Chatham had really given in, Fang Lang didn't want to dwell on this topic any longer.
He said quickly:
"Don't worry! Leave it to me. I'll go ask Jonas what happened.
I will definitely not make it difficult for the Colonel."
Originally, Mayor Jonas was introduced to Fang Lang by Colonel Chatham, but now Fang Lang took the initiative to take charge of the communication between the two.
The two of them understood each other tacitly and there was nothing more to say.
Colonel Chatham left as quickly as he came.
Fang Lang personally sent Colonel Chatham to the hotel entrance, then turned around and said to Qi Qingshan:
"Go to the city government and find out whether their meeting has been concluded and whether any specific results have been reached.
If the meeting is over, please make an appointment for me with Mayor Jonas. I want to discuss other business matters with him."
Qi Qingshan knew what other business Fang Lang was talking about, and he quickly stood at attention and nodded in response.
"Yes, boss!"
Just as Qi Qingshan turned around and was about to go to the city government, there was a sudden sound of fierce gunfire outside.
Fang Lang quickly turned his head and saw that the bullet did not hit the hotel.
Obviously, the other party's target is not me.
Just when Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to relax, he immediately reacted again.
It looked as if Colonel Chatham had been attacked.
This wouldn't do. Colonel Chatham was his friend, and he still needed his cover for his work in Stuttgart.
If he died, the next commander of the occupation army might not necessarily have the same dream of owning a wine estate as Chatham.
Therefore, we must never let the attacker succeed.
Just as Fang Lang was about to call his guards to go out for help, he suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and saw two Germans in the hotel lobby, looking for cover as if they were frightened.
This was originally a very normal thing, but when Fang Lang and his friends first glanced at each other, they felt that there was something wrong with these two people.
Of course, this problem is not directed at him.
Fang Lang noticed that although the two were looking for cover, they did not look in the direction of the attack like everyone else, avoiding bullets that might be flying from the direction of the gunfire.
Instead, he was staring silently at a door at the back of the hotel.
Thanks to the fact that Fang Lang was a person who feared death, after he checked into the hotel, he asked his soldiers to conduct a thorough survey of the entire hotel inside and out.
And also gained a basic understanding of the hotel's security capabilities.
Because many of the people living here have close ties with the French occupation forces, the occupation forces placed a platoon of soldiers in the backyard of the hotel to be responsible for the defense of the hotel.
This platoon usually lives in the dormitory behind this door. If the French platoon hears gunshots and rushes to the front to support, coming out of this door is the shortest distance.
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