After finally finding some time, Fang Xinshui winked at Fang Lang, indicating that he wanted to talk in private.
Fang Lang nodded in understanding, patted the hands of the two girls beside him, whispered some instructions, slowly stood up, and walked to the small tea room on the side with Fang Xinshui.
Seeing Fang Lang standing up from between the two girls and coming to his side, Fang Xinshui stepped forward and put his arm around Fang Lang's shoulders and said:
"Good boy, you are really blessed!"
Fang Lang smiled and joked:
"Oh! It seems that uncle is very envious of me! I will go talk to aunt later and tell her that you also want to enjoy the blessing of having two wives."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xinshui was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of his wife. Seeing that she was not looking at him, he let out a long sigh and said:
"I am your uncle, you can't hurt me like this.
I don’t have your ability to pick both sisters from this family.”
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"Uncle, shouldn't you be worried that the two flowers in your own home won't be picked by others?"
He looked at Fang Xinshui, who was obviously afraid of his wife, with some amusement, and then said very heartbreakingly.
Sure enough, when Fang Xinshui heard Fang Lang's words, his face fell.
In a bad tone, he said:
"As a brother, don't talk nonsense! She's your own sister, you have to help keep a close eye on her.
If you are deceived by that bad boy, I will hold you accountable!"
Fang Xinshui's words made Fang Lang frown. Why did he hold him accountable when his sister was deceived by someone else?
I can’t afford to offend you. I can’t afford to offend you.
He quickly said:
"My sister is so smart, how could she be deceived!"
Seeing that the two had already walked into the small tea room, Fang Langyou quickly changed the subject:
"How come today's ceremony went smoothly?"
As he spoke, he sat down at the main seat at the tea table in the tea room. He saw a box of cigars on the table where the tea leaves were placed. He opened it casually and took a look. It was the sign of his singing fee. He handed one to his uncle and took one for himself.
Fang Xinshui took the cigar handed over by Fang Lang, sat down opposite Fang Lang, and said:
“The rituals had been rehearsed long ago, so what could go wrong?
But I found that the Hongmen was not as powerful as I imagined. The local halls only had so much respect for Mr. Situ, the head of the main hall. "
Fang Lang, who was holding the cigar under his nose and smelling the fragrance, smiled and said:
"Hongmen is not an organization with centralized power, and each branch has its own leadership.
If you really have to follow the headquarters' orders in everything, I wouldn't have let you raise the flag of Hongyitang.
If this is really the case, wouldn’t that be like finding yourself a mother-in-law?
All we need is this name and the influence of the Hongmen around the world. When we go out in the future, we can always find some connections no matter where we are. It is always safer than blindly rushing around.
By the way, you have to be careful when dealing with people from the Hongmen, because many of them are not good people.
The relationship was useless and he was sold out directly."
Fang Xinshui said with a smile while cutting a cigar:
"Is your uncle that stupid? He has been in the underworld for so many years, how could he not understand how dangerous the underworld is.
This time I have finally figured it out. The so-called unity of Chinese compatriots and safeguarding the interests of Chinese people are just slogans.
All these people care about is business and profit.
Mr. Situ does have some sentiments.”
“Haha… How come you’ve received such a huge education just on our first meeting? It looks like you’ve been through something today!”
Fang Lang looked at his uncle with an expression that said, "As I expected." He smiled.
Fang Xinshui had nothing to hide from his nephew, so he told him directly that everyone was looking for him to do business, and also that everyone only wanted medicine and not food.
Especially the fact that Wei Shichang, the leader of the Yixing Hall of Nanyue, wanted to raise the price.
After saying that, he smiled with disdain.
Fang Lang stopped what he was doing when he heard the name of South Vietnam. He couldn't help but think of what Vivian said about France starting a war in Indochina. After thinking for a while, he slowly spoke:
"This guy from South Vietnam is so anxious to get penicillin. Has the war started over there?"
Fang Xinshui obviously didn't understand the situation over there, so he could only shake his head and say:
"I'm really not sure about this. It's too far away from us. If you want to know, I can go and ask."
Shaking his head, Fang Lang said with a serious expression:
"No need, don't ask, I'll investigate it from other channels!"
If Fang Xinshui were asked about this matter, he would be a member of the Hongmen sect. They might be more familiar with the local underworld situation, but they would definitely not be very clear about the national situation. It would be better to let the Intelligence Bureau investigate directly.
Seeing Fang Lang's serious expression, Fang Xinshui thought of Fang Lang's question and asked doubtfully:
"What's going on? Is there going to be a war over there?"
"It's not clear yet. I heard a little news that the French may take action over there."
"It's so far away from us, we can't control it!"
Fang Lang heard this and nodded helplessly:
"Yes! The distance is too far, we really can't control it.
Besides, since it is the French who want to take action, it is difficult for us to intervene even if we want to!"
"These French guys, their own country is still in chaos! They actually have the leisure to go to Asia to stir up trouble."
Fang Xinshui lit a match with some dissatisfaction and lit the cigar.
Fang Lang heard this, smiled and didn't say much, but looked at Fang Xinshui and said:
"You called me over here, is there something wrong?"
After taking a deep puff of his cigar, Fang Xinshui leaned back on the stool to make himself more comfortable before slowly speaking:
"Yes, there was one thing. After the banquet, Mr. Situ and Ji Wanchang, the head of the Penang Hongmen Yiyi Hall, stayed alone.
They told me that they heard that Fang's Global Group had a good relationship with the US military and wanted to purchase arms through our Fang family.
I felt that the other party might have other intentions, so I didn't dare to agree. I'm going to talk to you about this and see what you think."
Fang Lang frowned when he heard this, and thought carefully before saying:
"Didn't the other party mention Shata Company?"
"No."
"It means that our Fang family has a good relationship with the US military and wants to purchase a batch of arms through us."
Hearing this, Fang Lang fell into deep thought for a while, and then he said:
"Have you ever heard of this man called Ji Wanchang?"
“No, he didn’t participate when we were discussing medicines earlier. Instead, he stayed alone and said he wanted to buy arms from us.
If Master Situ hadn't been here, I wouldn't have paid any attention to him."
Hearing this, Fang Lang fell into deep thought again. Penang belongs to Malaysia, and Fang Lang would often go there when he was a sailor in his previous life.
However, we are not familiar with the Malaysian side during this period. According to the geographical knowledge of later generations, we know that the current Singapore is a country that split from Malaysia.
Moreover, this country is still a country where Chinese people make up the majority of the population.
But the leader of this country seems to be surnamed Li, which is obviously very different from someone with the surname Ji.
Although Singapore is a developed country with Chinese as the majority, the Chinese in this country are more nationalistic than patriotic and do not have much sense of identity with their hometown.
Of course, there are people in this country who are homesick.
The reason why Fang Lang thought of all this was because the other party went through so much trouble to come to him to buy arms, and it was obvious that they were not preparing weapons for gang fights.
The most likely possibility is to rebel and form a resistance army.
With the little knowledge of Malaysian history that Fang Lang said he knew, he had no idea what the situation in Malaysia is like at this time.
He only knew that Singapore later became independent from Malaysia.
The Chinese population in Malaysia is very large. When I passed through Malaysia in later generations, I learned that the Chinese seemed to be the second largest ethnic group in Malaysia, but unfortunately their status was only second-class citizens.
And there have been many racial massacres.
If Ji Wanchang really wanted to do something in Malaysia, Fang Lang would definitely help him.
Now that we have come to this era, we cannot just sit and watch the Chinese being harvested by those Malay monkeys again.
Thinking of this, Fang Lang did not hesitate and said directly to Fang Xinshui:
"How about this! You make an appointment with the other party tomorrow, and I will talk to Mr. Ji Wanchang."
Fang Xinshui knew Fang Lang already had an idea in mind when he heard it, so he nodded and asked:
"Where is Mr. Situ?"
After a pause, Fang Lang knew that since the other party found Fang Xinshui through Mr. Situ, Mr. Situ must also be an insider, so he just opened up and talked to everyone, so he said:
"You can come with Mr. Situ! Let's sit down and talk together."
"Okay, I'll call them when I get back."
After the deal was done, Fang Lang did not leave immediately. Instead, he lit a cigar, sat in the tea room, smoking, and carefully recalled his impression of Malaysia in later generations.
Hopefully I can do some homework ahead of time.
Remembering the French actions in South Vietnam, he picked up the phone again and called Blackwell of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, asking him to provide him with some intelligence on Southeast Asia.
I couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied with myself for not being able to obtain enough information.
It seems that my investigation department needs to increase its investment! In the future, intelligence personnel will be sent to these places where Chinese people live to regularly summarize local intelligence.
After smoking a cigar, Fang Lang returned to his family and chatted with Lilith, Vivian, his parents and grandfather until very late before going to bed.
The next day, Fang Lang got up early, took some gifts, and accompanied his grandfather to the Bajiquan gym less than one kilometer away from his home to visit his master, Bajiquan master Li Yunze and his family.
This newly built Bajiquan gym is very large and is a three-story Chinese-style courtyard.
On the heavy vermilion door, which is about ten feet high, there is a huge mahogany plaque with the words "Li's Eighth Level Boxing Gym" written in gold paint.
After entering the gate, there is a huge martial arts training ground that can accommodate more than a hundred people practicing boxing.
At this moment, there were more than thirty teenagers aged between ten and sixteen in the boxing gym, who were squatting in horse stance and practicing standing meditation under the leadership of Li Yunze's son.
Li Yunze's son Li Xiangang has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks about the same age as Fang Lang, but he is actually younger than Fang Lang and is just twenty years old this year.
Judging from his appearance, he is an honest man, and he is indeed a man with real skills.
When I saw him practicing boxing with these young people in the martial arts gym in such an orderly manner, I knew that he must have learned the true skills from a master.
Apparently Grandpa Fang Jiayong came to the martial arts gym frequently. When everyone saw the old man, they nodded and greeted him.
Li Xiangang had just greeted the old man, and when he saw Fang Lang following in, he was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted, stopped what he was doing, and said to Fang Lang with a smile:
"Junior brother, you are here!"
Yes, although Li Xiangang is younger than Fang Lang, he is Fang Lang’s senior brother.
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