Now that he understood the other party's purpose, Fang Lang relaxed. At the same time, he began to think about how to take advantage of the opportunity to maximize his own interests.
Bringing Yang Kun here this time was really the right choice. Fang Lang smiled slightly in his heart and said with an indifferent expression:
“This is such a coincidence. My cousin is now in charge of the family’s education investment group. He came here this time to recruit some outstanding scholars and professors from the UK for the Polytechnic University of São Paulo.
If Uncle Henderson has any resources in this area, please help introduce them.
As for your professors in the military academy, there is no problem either. I can contact the Ministry of National Defense to see what professional experts and professors are needed in the Brazilian military academy, and then we can recruit them together."
Fang Lang calmly mixed the recruitment of his university teachers with the recruitment of military academy professors.
Fit Henderson certainly understood what Fang Lang meant. This was an obvious exchange. But this matter was too trivial for him.
So, without hesitation, he patted his chest and said:
"No problem, I'll take care of this."
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After saying that, he burst into laughter, and Fang Lang laughed too when he saw this.
"Haha...thank you so much, Uncle Henderson."
Mrs. Henderson, who was standing by, saw that the two had almost finished their conversation. She looked at her watch and complained to Fit Henderson beside her:
"You are such a fool. Fang Lang didn't even have a good rest after taking a long flight. He didn't even have dinner, but he's already been chatting with others.
It’s already past six o’clock, let’s quickly arrange for dinner.
Let Fang Lang have a good rest after dinner, and we can talk about anything tomorrow."
Reinhardt, who had been silent, also spoke quickly:
"Yes! Let's talk about it tomorrow. There are people waiting for him at Fang Lang's home!"
After saying that, he did not forget to raise his eyebrows at Fang Lang. How could Fang Lang not understand who the other party was talking about? It seemed that Reinhardt had helped him notify a ballet student at home.
After hearing what the other party said, Fang Lang actually became interested, but it was obviously not appropriate to discuss this issue now, so he just smiled.
Upon hearing this, Fit Henderson also smiled heartily and said:
“It was indeed my fault, I forgot that Fang had just come from a long flight.
In that case, let’s get started!”
After saying that, he stood up and greeted the housekeeper standing outside the door:
"Notify the kitchen to serve the food."
Upon hearing this, the butler nodded quickly.
"Yes, sir!"
After saying this, he gave an order to a servant beside him, then took two steps forward and said to everyone:
"Master, the restaurant is already ready.
Mr. Fang's entourage has also been arranged to start their meal.
Everyone please follow me."
As he said this, he made a gesture of invitation.
Hearing this, Fang Lang stood up with a smile and nodded to the butler.
He patted Reinhardt's shoulder and motioned for them to go together.
Maybe it was because Reinhardt’s father was around, but Fang Lang always felt that Reinhardt was a little restrained, which made him feel a little funny.
As if sensing Fang Lang's emotions, Reinhardt smiled and stood beside Fang Lang. After his parents had passed by, he shrugged at Fang Lang and made a face.
Fang Lang didn't say anything when he saw this, but just smiled, followed the Henderson couple's footsteps, and slowly walked towards the restaurant.
Although the British food is not very delicious, they have a set of dining etiquette. Fortunately, Fang Lang has lived in Brazil for so long that he has already gotten used to it.
This time, only the Henderson family, Fang Lang, and Fang Lang's cousin Yang Kun were present for the dinner.
Everyone seemed very relaxed, but Fang Lang, who came from the future, still felt a little uncomfortable with the servants standing by his side and serving him.
At the dinner table, the topics discussed seemed much more relaxed, mainly small talk.
After dinner, Fang Lang did not stay in Henderson Manor for long, but went directly to his mansion in Mayer, London, escorted by a motorcade.
As soon as Qi Qingshan got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, he began to report:
“Boss, after confirming with General Crook and General Leta, the Brazilian Navy has no plans to purchase a new aircraft carrier for the time being.
Later, I contacted the Second Section of the Logistics Department, and they confirmed that an officer from the Brazilian Navy had recently gone abroad for inspection. He was Colonel Marcelino Orlando, captain of the battleship Minas Gerais.
Moreover, according to the report from the Second Section of the Logistics Department, Colonel Marcelino Orlando has been very dissatisfied with the current situation of the Brazilian Navy since General Crook took office as Minister of the Navy.
It is said that racial prejudice and discriminatory language were used on several occasions.”
Upon hearing this, Fang Lang frowned slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
“Is the racism directed at me?”
Qi Qingshan's face also looked very ugly. Although the intelligence did not specify what specific remarks the other party made, since it was discrimination against Chinese people, he certainly could not accept it.
Hearing Fang Lang's question, he could only bite the bullet and nodded:
"Yes, I heard the words were quite intense!"
Hearing this, Fang Lang chuckled, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he remained alert in his heart. After thinking carefully, he spoke with a little doubt:
“I remember this Colonel Marcelino Orlando, he seems to be the former Navy Minister’s man!
His backers have already retreated, and the Navy Department has no new aircraft carrier procurement plan. Why would he represent the Brazilian Navy Department to inspect aircraft carriers in the UK?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Qingshan immediately said:
"I have informed Sirio Recchi of the Second Section of the Logistics Department of what we have learned. He has already arranged for someone to start an investigation."
Fang Lang nodded, rubbed his brows, and said tiredly:
“I originally wanted to keep a low profile and not bring myself unnecessary trouble.
But now it seems that this is just a case of the tree wanting to be still but the wind does not stop, someone doesn't want me to be so relaxed!"
Qi Qingshan, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, gritted his teeth and said:
"Boss, do you want us to teach this guy a lesson?"
Fang Lang shook his head, closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and said:
"No, it's not enough to teach this kind of person a lesson. If my guess is correct, this is not just a matter of racial discrimination. More importantly, it may be related to the power struggle within the Brazilian Navy, and it may not even be aimed at the Navy alone.
This is a political struggle. If we want to gain a foothold in Brazil, we will have to face it sooner or later. I have anticipated this.
No force's rise will be smooth.
If we don't show our power and trample the enemies who look down on us, others will think we are easy to bully!"
After saying that, Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.
When Qi Qingshan heard Fang Lang's words, his face turned ferocious, as if he was ready to bite someone at any time.
It is no wonder that the Chinese in Brazil are united in the first place, and now with the support of Fang Lang, the Chinese in Brazil have their current status. If someone is preparing to take action against Fang Lang, then there is no doubt that they are going to attack the interests of the entire Chinese community.
In this situation, no Chinese person can retreat. Once they retreat, it means that all Chinese people will become second-class citizens.
"Boss, what do we need to do?"
Fang Lang looked out the window, his eyes seemed to be out of focus. He leaned his left hand on the door panel, stroking his beard with his fingers, as if talking to himself:
"Don't be anxious. We have to give the other party some time to prepare. I also want to see how many of them there are."
I silently pondered the possible deeper meaning behind this incident, and my eyes gradually became sharper.
Qi Qingshan sensed Fang Lang's emotions and understood that he was obviously thinking too. He didn't want to interrupt him, so he just nodded slightly and said:
"Yes, boss!"
Then, he turned around and sat up straight, looking straight ahead. His eyes occasionally scanned the environment around the convoy, paying close attention to the situation on the road.
Because they finished their meal at Henderson's house late, it was already dark outside. Following the lights of the vehicles, Qi Qingshan could see that London at night was obviously more dangerous than during the day.
The drunkards and homeless people who stagger along the roadside from time to time have become factors that destabilize social security.
Fortunately, this convoy is huge, and these grassroots people understand that there are big shots among them who they cannot afford to offend, so they can only watch from afar, with hatred, confusion, and more hesitation in their eyes.
Soon, the convoy arrived at the mansion that Fang Lang bought in Mayer without any obstruction.
Because Meyer is an upscale residential area, there are police patrolling at night, so you won't see drunkards or homeless people on the streets here, and the security environment is obviously much better.
The high-end residence that Fang Lang purchased was not a manor, but a four-story apartment building facing the street and the park. Each floor of the building had four bedrooms and two living rooms, for a total of sixteen rooms.
The only inconvenience is that there are no underground garages or parking areas in the residential area, so vehicles can only be parked on the side of the road.
When the long convoy stopped downstairs of the apartment building, the ballet students, who had received the news long ago, were already standing at the door of the apartment waiting with their mother.
When Qi Qingshan opened the car door and Fang Lang got out, he saw Audrey Hepburn with a delighted look on her face and shouted:
"Lang, you're finally back!"
He ran over quickly, threw himself into Fang Lang's arms, and buried his head in Fang Lang's neck.
This was because Qi Qingshan and the surrounding guards had long known the other party's identity and did not take any protective measures. It was also thanks to Fang Lang's strong body and stable lower body that he was not knocked away by the other party.
Feeling the girl's hot body, Fang Lang picked her up and felt her weight. He smiled and whispered in her ear:
"Miss me! My little Hepburn."
Hearing Fang Lang's nickname for her, Audrey Hepburn's ears turned red, she buried her head deeper, and nodded gently:
"Um!"
Then, as if she had realized something, she suddenly raised her head and said with a look of annoyance:
"I'm not young anymore. I turned eighteen three months ago!"
Seeing the other party behaving like a child, Fang Lang laughed out loud, and his gloomy mood instantly improved.
"Let me see if my big Hepburn is obedient and eats well."
As he spoke, he shook the weight of the girl lying on top of him. Through the feel of flesh and weight in his hands, Fang Lang clearly felt that the other party's weight had increased to a certain extent, but it was still clearly far from the 110 kilograms goal he had set for her.
Somewhat dissatisfied:
"Are you disobedient? Didn't I say that the next time I see you, your weight should be 110? This is obviously not enough!"
Hearing that Fang Lang still remembered the agreement with her, although he seemed to be blaming her, Audrey Hepburn still felt very sweet in her heart.
She leaned her head on Fang Lang's shoulder with some grievance and said coquettishly:
"I have tried very hard to eat seriously. If you don't believe me, go ask my mother. We often make porridge to drink, but I really can't gain weight. There is nothing I can do."
Feeling the other party's aggrieved mood, Fang Lang patted the other party on the back and said with a smile:
"Your mother is still watching us! Why don't you come down and let me go say hello to Auntie!"
At this moment, Audrey Hepburn realized that there was a large group of people surrounding her! She quickly jumped off Fang Lang's body, looked around with a red face, met the eyes of the people around her, lifted her skirt, bent her knees slightly, and saluted.
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