When Fang Lang left General Crook's office, it was almost noon. General Crook, who was in a hurry to sort out the "Four Generations", did not keep Fang Lang for lunch.
Given the relationship between the two of them, there is no need to worry about one or two meals.
Walking out of the Navy Department's office building, Fang Lang looked at the continuous drizzle outside and breathed a long sigh of relief.
The guards who had been waiting outside drove the car to the entrance of the Navy Department. Adjutant Qi Qingshan walked quickly to Fang Lang with an umbrella and held the umbrella over Fang Lang's head.
Fang Lang didn't say much and walked quickly towards his car. Qi Qingshan followed quickly while hitting Yushan.
In the Admiralty building behind him, people looked down through the windows from time to time, watching Fang Lang get into a car and slowly drive out of the Admiralty building under the escort of a group of guards.
Everyone had different thoughts, and most of them were envious and jealous of this provincial governor who had been visiting the Navy Department frequently recently. As for the other party's purpose, most well-informed people have already fully understood it.
Fang Lang didn't care about what the people in the Navy were thinking. At the moment, he was sitting in the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and resting.
Qi Qingshan, who was in the co-pilot seat, turned around and looked at Fang Lang, who seemed very relaxed, and said:
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"Boss, Captain Adams Teach of the Rio de Janeiro Naval Base wants to invite you to dinner. I wonder if you are free."
Fang Lang heard this and slowly opened his eyes and said:
"What is this old guy doing? He even needs to make an appointment to have dinner with me!"
Qi Qingshan heard this and smiled slightly:
"You are busy! Colonel Teach may feel that if he does not take the initiative to invite you, he is afraid that your time will not be convenient."
Fang Lang shook his head indifferently and said:
"When did this guy become so distant? Please give him a call and ask him to meet at the Navy Club!"
The so-called Naval Club is actually less than five kilometers away from the Rio de Janeiro Naval Base.
It was after Fang Lang met with several naval colleagues that he commissioned Radya Redondo, then manager of Global Trade's Brazilian branch, to find the Baroque-style seaside manor with a history of more than 200 years.
Because Fang Lang's Chinese courtyard in Rio de Janeiro is still under construction, Fang Lang has been living in the Navy Club which has already started business during this period of time in Rio de Janeiro.
The owner of this naval club is, of course, Fang Lang himself. But in name, the owner of this club is a retired naval colonel.
But in fact, the people in charge of managing this club are from the Investigation Department of Fangyuan Group.
As for how the people from the Investigation Department dealt with the retired naval colonel, that was not something Fang Lang cared about.
The reason why Fang Lang asked people from the Investigation Department to manage this naval club was, of course, because he wanted to obtain some information he wanted from this naval club. At the same time, we must also guard against other intelligence agencies infiltrating here.
Because of this naval captain's relationship, the naval club developed very rapidly. It has become the preferred gathering place for naval officers in Rio de Janeiro.
The arrival of a powerful naval rear admiral like Fang Lang would naturally make the club more famous and attract more naval officers.
Fang Lang chose to live here, which can be regarded as an advertisement for his own club.
After receiving Fang Lang's clear reply, Qi Qingshan nodded and replied:
"Yes, boss!"
After communicating this small matter, Fang Lang didn't say anything more. He just casually admired the scenery outside the car window. However, as he walked, Fang Lang discovered something very interesting.
This was the first time he saw a Mercedes-Benz on the streets after visiting Rio de Janeiro so many times. Of course, this is not to say that there were no Mercedes-Benz cars on the streets of the original Rio de Janeiro.
But Fang Lang was very sure that there were definitely not so many Mercedes-Benz cars in the original Rio de Janeiro, and these Mercedes-Benz cars were obviously brand new models.
Although the styling of these models has not yet gotten rid of the style of large wheel arches from the World War II era, they have clearly begun to have some traces of modern models.
This surprised Fang Lang very much. Apparently, these vehicles were all brand new models produced in a factory in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
Ever since Fang Lang introduced several automobile brands from Germany, he actually has never had time to really pay attention to the development of these companies.
It was not until now, after seeing these newly manufactured cars, that Fang Lang was certain that these factories had already started producing cars.
Fang Lang watched the cars passing by quickly outside the window and instructed Qi Qingshan:
"Contact the Fangyuan Group Secretariat. We will visit the Mercedes-Benz factory in Rio de Janeiro this afternoon."
Hearing this, Qi Qingshan, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, looked back at Fang Lang in surprise and said:
"Don't we have to go to the Ministry of Defense today?"
Fang Lang smiled, glanced at Qi Qingshan casually and said:
“No, my goal has been achieved.
The rest of the matter will be left to General Crook to push forward. It’s better for me to withdraw in time. ”
After hearing Fang Lang's answer, Qi Qingshan did not continue to ask, but just nodded and said:
“Okay, boss!
After returning to the club, I called the Fangyuan Group Secretariat. ”
Fang Lang nodded and didn't say anything more. I wonder what he was thinking.
There was no conversation along the way and the convoy returned to the Navy Club smoothly.
It was only noon time and there were not many customers in the club. As soon as the car stopped, a graceful and beautiful woman in her thirties walked out of the club.
Her voluptuous figure, paired with a bohemian-style dress, and the looming surging waves, attracted Fang Lang's attention.
Seeing Fang Lang getting out of the car, she walked up quickly and performed the etiquette of a Western noblewoman towards Fang Lang. The cleavage revealed when she bowed slightly was enough to make people obsessed.
"General Fang, you're back?"
This voice is so sweet that it can give people goose bumps. Obviously, this is the most beautiful woman in the world.
But towards this woman, Fang Lang just looked at her deeply for a few times. He didn't respond to her greeting, but nodded slightly as a courtesy, then quickly walked into the club.
The woman obviously didn't want to let Fang Lang go easily, and she took two quick steps to catch up with Fang Lang.
But the guards around her didn't care whether she was the best woman or not. The training they received told them that anyone who approached the general without the general's permission was a potential threat.
So, one of the guards stood up and stepped forward without hesitation, blocking the other person, staring at him with warning eyes, his hand unconsciously on the holster at his waist.
Seeing this, the woman could only snort in dissatisfaction. Only then did he reluctantly turn around and leave.
All of this fell into the eyes of the adjutant Qi Qingshan. Seeing this, he couldn't help but frowned, walked quickly to Fang Lang's side and whispered:
"Boss, do you want us to deal with this woman?"
Fang Lang heard this and looked at him strangely and said:
"Deal with it? How? Why do we need to deal with it?"
"I mean, she keeps coming up to you and harassing you like this, should we get rid of her?"
Qi Qingshan was also unsure of Fang Lang's attitude, so he asked uncertainly.
Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled and said:
“Why chase her away?
Don't forget, this is the Navy Club, not my home.
On the contrary, nominally, this is still her man's property. With such a woman here, the club's business will be better, right? ”
It turns out that this woman's name is Catalina Kibby, the third wife of retired Colonel Heymans Brennan, who was hired by the Investigation Department to act as a mascot.
Heymans Brennan, who is nearly sixty years old, is obviously overwhelmed by the prospect of meeting such a young, beautiful and sexy beauty.
What's more, this woman is obviously a socialite. Ever since she learned about this high-end club, she never returned home. Instead, she occupied a room here for a long time and regarded it as her home.
Every day he would have a lively conversation with the naval officers who came to the club for entertainment.
According to statistics from the Investigation Department, the number of naval officers who have practiced wrestling with Mrs. Brennan in her room has now reached five.
This is also the reason why Fang Lang turned a blind eye to such a sexy beauty.
As Fang Lang's adjutant, Qi Qingshan certainly knew that this club was actually Fang Lang's property, but the woman named Catalina Kibby was obviously unaware of this.
When Fang Lang moved in here, after hearing about Fang Lang's identity, the other party was like a cat smelling fish, and began to find ways to get closer.
Although Fang Lang didn't understand the situation at first, he still politely chatted with this sexy beauty. But after hearing about the other party's identity, Fang Lang lost interest, not to mention that the other party had affairs with so many officers.
To someone like Fang Lang who has a mild obsession with mysophobia, she no longer has any appeal.
"I mean, this is the Navy Club, and everyone here is a naval officer. If Ms. Catalina Kibby has other purposes, will it have a bad impact on our club?"
Qi Qingshan's words made Fang Lang frown and asked in confusion:
"You mean...spies?"
After saying this, Fang Lang couldn't help but touch his chin, which had begun to grow a beard. He walked towards his room and began to think about this question.
Fang Lang was not worried at all about the other party's identity. After all, he knew very well that this was actually a base of Fangyuan Group's Investigation Department in Rio de Janeiro, and many of the staff members there were intelligence personnel developed and trained by the Investigation Department.
It is impossible not to investigate the identity of Ms. Catalina Kibby. Since an investigation has been conducted but no measures have been taken, it means that there is no problem with the other party's identity.
The question Fang Lang is thinking about now is, is it possible for such a person to develop into his own intelligence personnel?
After all, Fang Lang had personally experienced the other party's communication skills, and there should be few men who could refuse such a **!
Thinking of this, Fang Lang whispered to Qi Qingshan:
"Please call the club's room manager over for me."
Upon hearing this, Qi Qingshan nodded, turned and left.
Fang Lang quickly returned to his room. Not long after he sat down, Qi Qingshan walked in with a dark-skinned man.
Judging from his skin color, he looked like a middle-aged Indian, but Fang Lang knew that he was a genuine Chinese. The reason why his skin color became like this was the result of their deliberate exposure to the sun.
After entering the room, the man stood behind Qi Qingshan and smiled at Fang Lang:
"General Fang, you're looking for me?"
Qi Qingshan was unaware of his identity. Although Qi Qingshan was his adjutant and childhood friend, he only knew the basics of the Fangyuan Group's Investigation Department and did not go into it in depth.
After all, Fang Lang clearly understood the principle that "If a ruler is not discreet, he will lose his ministers; if a minister is not discreet, he will lose himself; if a few matters are not discreet, harm will occur."
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