When Lieutenant Colonel Ragham heard Fanglang's suggestion that soldiers could be arranged to go on board the ship, his doubts were put to rest.
"You're right. If we can come to an agreement, we'll arrange for someone to escort the ship!"
The two walked into the restaurant while talking, and not long after they sat down, Fang Lang saw Mr. Coburn also came to the door of the restaurant, and he quickly stood up and waved. The lieutenant colonel saw Fang Lang stand up, knowing that the guests had arrived, and could only reluctantly pull his butt off the chair.
Looking at the person who came, I saw a middle-aged white man in a suit with meticulously combed hair and a calm and composed air of a scholar.
Fang Lang walked over to shake hands and introduce the two to each other. After the three of them sat down, the restaurant staff began to serve the dishes that had been ordered. Foreigners were not used to talking about business at the table, so at first they just talked about the scenery of Italy.
Soon after the meal was over, Lieutenant Colonel Ragham couldn't wait to speak: "Mr. Coburn, I heard from Fang that you have three ships without any transport missions, right?"
"There are three ships, but it cannot be said that there is no transportation mission. It is the American head office that asked us to sail the ship to New York to help transport some military supplies. However, we are not willing to go to the United States with an empty ship, so we did not set off immediately. But since Mr. Fang has found me, we can take the business of helping your army transport supplies back to Brazil, but the price may be higher. I hope Mr. Graham can understand." Mr. Coburn said lightly.
When Ragham heard Coburn say that the United States needed ships from here to transport military supplies, he thought it was a dead end. But later he heard that it was possible, mainly because of the price. What was the problem? The freight was borne by the Brazilian government, but the supplies transported back belonged to him and the military commander. It was too easy to do such a thing at the expense of the public, so Lieutenant Colonel Ragham said easily: "Don't worry, Mr. Coburn, money is not a problem. You name the price and I won't bargain."
Hearing Lieutenant Colonel Graham's heroic answer, Fang Lang thought that this officer was a wealthy man from Saudi Arabia! Mr. Coburn was also stunned. He didn't know how to start the price negotiation routine he had prepared.
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After thinking for a while, he said, "Lieutenant Colonel Graham, we now have three cargo ships with a carrying capacity of 5,500 tons. If you are sure you want to charter a ship, our one-way price to Brazil is $30,000 per ship."
Although Lieutenant Colonel Graham said that he had no shortage of money, he was still shocked when he heard the freight of 30,000 US dollars. He looked at Fang Lang and winked, wanting Fang Lang to help him put in a good word. Unfortunately, Fang Lang acted as if he was an outsider since they started talking about business. He looked around the restaurant, looking for beautiful women who would catch his eye, and completely misunderstood Graham's eyes as eye cramps.
Graham was helpless when he saw Fang Lang's performance. He had boasted about his own performance and was now embarrassed. He rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Coburn, your price is reasonable. I can accept it, but I wonder if we can negotiate. Your round-trip fuel and daily necessities will all be provided by our Brazilian Navy. I wonder if you can give us a slightly better price."
Mr. Coburn thought for a moment and said, "If that's the case, the lowest price we can accept is $28,500 per ship. But we have to make it clear that we are not responsible for the safety of the goods. No insurance company is willing to insure goods shipped by sea. The main reason is that German submarines are hard to guard against. The risk we need to bear is very huge. The ship may be destroyed and people may die at any time. I hope you can understand."
"I understand that this is a special period, and I agree to the price. If the loss of goods is caused by the war, your company will not be responsible, but if it is for other reasons, you will be responsible. In addition, because our goods are military logistical supplies, we need to arrange escort personnel on each ship, and I hope you can provide convenience." Lieutenant Colonel Graham also put forward his requirements at the right time.
Such a request was of course what Coburn wanted. It would be safer to have the army on board to provide protection. So he said without hesitation: "Of course, it is normal procedure for the cargo owner to arrange personnel to accompany the ship to supervise the safety of the cargo. We will definitely cooperate actively."
In this way, the two quickly reached a preliminary agreement. As for the specific details of the cooperation, they agreed to arrange for someone to go to Global Trade Company to discuss in detail tomorrow. Finally, the two ended the meeting in a relaxed and happy atmosphere.
Fang Lang really wanted to go home with Mr. Coburn to see Miss Lilith, but unfortunately he was no longer free before reporting to the Brazilian Navy. He still had his own soldiers to manage in the barracks, so he could only follow Lieutenant Colonel Graham's jeep back to the barracks.
Fang Lang, who returned to the military camp, didn't know that Mr. Coburn, who had just returned home at this time, was questioning him about his first day at work behind his family's back.
"Dear, how do you feel about your first day at work today? Is your son-in-law's company big?" Mrs. Coburn looked at her husband eagerly.
When Coburn heard his wife calling him Fanglang, he immediately frowned, while Lilith beside him blushed instantly, causing her sister to giggle.
Seeing the expectant eyes of his family, Cockburn had to tell them what he had seen and heard in the company today. Hearing that Fang Lang was actually on equal terms with the nephew of a U.S. Navy Commodore and that he had directly received three 5,000-ton cargo ships from the U.S. military at one time made Mrs. Cockburn's eyes sparkle.
When he heard that the newly acquired ship would soon bring in business and the freight for one trip was frighteningly high, he praised it repeatedly and turned to Lilith and said, "Lilith, do you have any idea about Fang Lang? I'm telling you, I like this son-in-law. If you can't get him, I'll arrange for your sister to take action!"
If Fang Lang were here, he would definitely hold his mother-in-law's hand and call her mother, not for Lilith, but mainly because he really didn't want to change his mother-in-law.
Unfortunately, the father and daughter at the scene were stunned and stared at the woman in front of them. Lilith blushed and said, "Mom, what are you talking about!"
The younger sister Vivian next to her is a little girl who just turned sixteen. She has grown into a beautiful lady. She looks as outstanding as her sister, but unlike her sister who inherited her father's black hair, she has the same golden hair as her mother. She looks very similar to the Italian anchor Di Rita Leotta in later generations, but her skin is whiter.
As a sixteen-year-old girl, Vivian could certainly understand what her mother meant. She had a very good relationship with her sister, so she said, "Mom, how can you say that? I won't steal your sister's man. We are good sisters. If your sister can't get him, then I will join her. The two of us will definitely be able to get him."
Mr. Coburn almost spat out blood when he heard Vivian's words. Mrs. Coburn nodded thoughtfully and said, "What Vivian said makes sense. The war has caused a sharp decline in the male population in Italy. There may be many women who cannot get married in the future. Although my daughters are very beautiful, they can't just marry any man. Vivian, your idea is very constructive, and I agree. If your sister can't win alone, I support your plan. I don't believe that there is any man who can resist the temptation of sisters."
Lilith was already numb at this moment. What should she do? It seemed that she had no choice but to take Fang Lang down. Her mother had already arranged a backup plan. However, when she thought of the sweet words Fang Lang said to her when he sent her home last night and the look in his eyes, she couldn't help but feel a sweet feeling in her heart again.
I don’t know whether Lilith really likes Fang Lang or is influenced by what her mother and sister said, but she has actually started to think of Fang Lang as her boyfriend.
"I don't want to pay attention to you!" Lilith ran back to her room shyly, and her sister Weiweian also quickly got up and went over to whisper to her sister.
Mrs. Cockburn was still sitting on the sofa, continuing to think about the feasibility of the plan. From her expression, it could be seen that she must have thought of something good, and her face was full of smiles.
Poor Mr. Cockburn was standing in the wind with a confused look on his face, thinking of Socrates' three questions of the soul: Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going.
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