Syrio Reci's statement made Blackwell feel much more comfortable. To say that he and Fang Lang were friends, they had known each other longer than Syrio Reci.
This time Fang Lang came all the way to Rio de Janeiro to help pave the way for the other party. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He hadn't made any progress yet, but the young lieutenant he recommended to Fang Lang was now catching up with him.
However, Fang Lang also provided him with guidance on the future direction. He could see Fang Lang's selfishness in this suggestion, but he had to admit that what the other party said was not wrong, and this was indeed more beneficial to him.
It's not because he can get the rank of lieutenant colonel in the Intelligence Bureau, but because he can serve as the chief officer of a unit, which will be of great help to his future career.
Therefore, he was willing to accept Fang Lang's suggestion. Now he heard Sirio Reci said to obey the arrangement. Although he did not say whose arrangement he was obeying, this attitude still gave him enough face.
"Since we are following the orders of our superiors, then we should all listen to General Fang's instructions. After all, General Fang is our superior here."
Blackwell smiled and looked at Fang Lang. Fang Lang must have had his own ideas when he came here this time. The right choice was to let him decide directly on this issue.
"My idea is to push you to the position of director first, and then let him take over your current position."
From the very beginning, Fang Lang wanted to send Syrio Reci to the counterintelligence department of the Intelligence Bureau, but the original chief of this position was his brother Blackwell. Given his relationship with Blackwell, there was no problem in asking the other party for help.
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But it is obviously inappropriate to command others to do things. If you want to control this department at will, you should replace them with your own subordinates. After all, brothers are brothers, and subordinates are subordinates, and there is a clear difference between the two.
The Counterintelligence Department is a real and powerful department in the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, far from being comparable to ordinary logistics and telecommunications departments.
For Fang Lang, he has no intention of dominating the world. He just wants to ensure that he, his family and his Chinese compatriots live a stable life in Brazil. Therefore, he has never thought of sending intelligence agencies to cause destruction in other countries.
As long as we can ensure that the intelligence agencies can firmly control the domestic situation in Brazil, otherwise Brazil will become a battlefield for the US-Soviet hegemony, and give them enough time for peaceful development, it will be fine.
What's more important is that if the counterintelligence department can be used well, it will be like a sharp knife, far more useful than the police station. After you control this department yourself, you don't have to worry about many things in the country anymore.
Of course, Fang Lang had never ignored the idea of collecting external intelligence. He planned to obtain this information through the Fangyuan Group Investigation Department. After all, this was a commercial organization and would not be as conspicuous as the Intelligence Bureau.
After Blackwell heard Fang Lang's statement that he would first push him to the position of director and then push Syrio Reci back to his original position, he felt completely relieved. It seemed that his relationship with Fang Lang was obviously better than that with Syrio Reci!
"No problem, let's do this. I'll talk to our director first and see if I can get his recommendation."
Fang Lang picked up the tea, took a sip, felt the aroma of the rich tea soup between his lips and teeth, and slowly said:
“Don’t tell the other person directly that you want his recommendation. If you are eyeing his position while he is still the director, it will easily cause resentment.
We should show the other party our determination to continue to maintain the operation of the Intelligence Agency, or at least make the other party think that you do not want to leave the Intelligence Agency and are willing to continue to work hard to maintain the operation of the Intelligence Agency.
At the same time, find a way to give the other person a ride.”
It has to be said that foreigners tend to be more direct in their thinking. They are actually prepared to discuss directly with their immediate superiors their thoughts on the position under the other person without any hesitation.
No matter who it is, it would not be happy to hear that his subordinates reported this problem to him! Maybe he would be punished directly.
"Give him a ride?"
"Didn't you say that your director wanted to be transferred out of the Intelligence Bureau? We can think of a way!"
"Oh! I understand what you mean, but... I don't have any connections in the General Staff!"
It has to be said that Blackwell's words also reminded Fang Lang that apart from his own connections in the Navy and the Air Force, he still had shortcomings in his relationship with the Ministry of National Defense and the Army.
Now it seems that I still need to find a way to interact more with people in these departments!
Fortunately, this is Brazil, not a place where you can only get ahead by relying on connections.
"It doesn't matter whether you have connections or not. Since your director has already started to move around in the General Staff Headquarters, it means he must have connections inside.
In this case, what you need to provide may not necessarily be the support of your own network of contacts.”
"you mean!"
"If you want to get promoted, it doesn't matter if you don't have connections. As long as you have enough funds, I can definitely open up a path to success for your director."
In fact, in order to get promoted in Brazil, besides connections and abilities, it is more important to have sufficient funds. Fang Lang didn't need to say this, Blackwell knew it very well in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud. After all, he didn't want the relationship between him and Fang Lang to be mixed with financial transactions, but he couldn't afford the money himself, so he could only choose to turn a deaf ear and dumb.
Fang Lang was also aware of this. After all, in the current Brazilian army, except for his own subordinates who could ensure sufficient fairness, corruption was still serious in other places. It was almost an impossible dream to get promoted without paying tribute to superiors.
"You mean we should hand the funds over directly to the director and let him break open this upward channel?"
"Of course not. Even if they are giving us money, we can't be taken advantage of. Don't forget, if you want to become the director, you can't just rely on your director's recommendation.
It also requires approval from a higher level. Now when your director is networking, it is your chance to expand this network.
I will provide funding for both of your promotions, and you will need to convince your director and find a way for him to introduce his connections to you."
Blackwell was not a stupid man. After Fang Lang explained it briefly, he understood what the other party meant. After a quick calculation in his mind, he understood Fang Lang's idea.
It has to be said that Fang Lang's help to him was sincere. He directly provided him with funds without making excessive demands, and allowed him to take the funds to his superiors. In this way, the favor fell on him, but Fang Lang got nothing, which made him a little embarrassed.
After thinking for a while, he said:
"I wonder how long you plan to stay in Rio this time?"
Fang Lang was stunned by Blackwell's sudden turn of events, and said in confusion:
"There's really no plan for this. What's wrong?"
"If your time is convenient, I would like to bring our director to visit you."
Fang Lang was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly realized that this person wanted to do him a favor, and at the same time he might be preparing to reveal the relationship between the two to their director.
He looked Blackwell up and down with some surprise, then smiled and said:
"Haha... Of course no problem. I love making friends. If your director is willing, I'm always welcome."
Syrio Reich, who had been keeping invisible, also looked at Blackwell with some surprise. At this time, he finally understood why Blackwell could become friends with Fang Lang.
Blackwell was very happy to see Fang Lang readily accept his advice. With Fang Lang's status, not everyone could meet him.
"Well, I'll go talk to our director this afternoon, and if he agrees, I'll bring him over to visit you."
"Haha... no problem, I'll see if I can help you think of a solution through other means."
Fang Lang said that he would help the other party find a solution through other means. Of course, he was not just saying it casually, although he did not know any officials from the General Staff Headquarters at the moment.
But this did not prevent him from getting in touch with senior officials of the General Staff through the introduction of other people. There was a ready-made channel among his connections, that is, Air Force Minister General Nero Mora, who now had a huge chain of interests under his command.
Although this interest chain is a huge parasite to the entire Air Force, it is also a huge network of personal connections. If I remember correctly, the current Air Force Chief of Staff was sent in by the Chief of the General Staff.
With such a greedy Air Force Chief of Staff, Fang Lang could tell what kind of person the Chief of General Staff was without any contact with him. Having such a Chief of General Staff was actually not a bad thing for Fang Lang.
Since I have come to Rio de Janeiro specifically this time, why not take this opportunity to build up my network of relationships in the General Staff?
With this in mind, Fang Lang was no longer worried about Blackwell and Syrio Reich's future in the Intelligence Agency.
Everyone began to leisurely enjoy the charm of tea culture in the garden full of ancient Chinese style. This could be considered a rare relaxation.
After lunch was ready in the kitchen, everyone went to the restaurant to enjoy the food under the leadership of the butler Fu Bo. I wonder if the servant team of this garden were all invited directly from Suzhou and Hangzhou.
Not only did the servants speak in the soft Wu dialect, but the food and drinks were also Huaiyang cuisine. When the exquisite dishes were served on the eight-immortals table, Blackwell and Syrio Rage were both amazed.
After all, this was the boss's first time eating at home, and the chef in the kitchen tried his best to prepare the most representative Huaiyang cuisine for Fang Lang and others without wasting any food.
Crab meat lion head, Wensi tofu, and squirrel mandarin fish were all served on the table. These delicious dishes almost made Blackwell and Syrio Leitch swallow their tongues.
After lunch, Blackwell left the garden in a hurry. Fang Lang, accompanied by his butler Fu Bo, took a good look around his own manor. Due to the large area, the entire tour lasted until dinner time.
It has to be said that this garden is very much to Fang Lang's liking. It basically restores the style of Suzhou gardens that Fang Lang saw in his previous life. The materials used are even better. Almost all the wood that can be seen is Brazilian blackwood, and the largest wood has a diameter that requires two people to hug.
It is only now that we have the opportunity to use this precious wood. In a few years, this wood will be listed as a protected tree species. Its status in Europe and the United States is the same as that of Hainan Huanghuali wood in its hometown.
Even the furniture in the house is decorated in Chinese style. Various exquisite antiques are placed on the antique shelves. What surprised Fang Lang the most is that in addition to the special treasure room in the yard, there is also a huge library. The attic contains many rare ancient books, including some unique ones.
Of course Fang Lang didn't recognize any of these, but according to the butler Fu Bo, many of the antique ornaments, books and furniture in this garden were collected by him from all over Suzhou and Hangzhou.
As early as when Fangyuan Group found him and hired him to be the steward of the garden in Brazil, he began to add objects to the garden according to his ideal Suzhou garden. However, the people of Fangyuan Group Immigration Company told him very clearly that the owner of the garden wanted the original Suzhou garden style.
Therefore, not only in the soft furnishings, Uncle Fu did his best to restore the style of Suzhou gardens. In the recruitment of servants for the garden, the housekeeper personally checked and recruited the Suzhou and Hangzhou team who had previous work experience.
Uncle Fu did not bring all the people out for Fang Lang to meet right away. In addition to the servants Fang Lang had met earlier, there were also professional tea artists and incense masters in the yard. These two positions were held by a pair of beautiful young women under the age of eighteen.
Because he didn't know Fang Lang's preferences and Fang Lang's family members, Uncle Fu didn't introduce these two graceful, elegant women to Fang Lang right away.
It was not until he took Fang Lang to visit a special tea room that was more elegant than the previous waterside pavilion that Uncle Fu tentatively asked whether he needed to arrange for a special tea artist and incense master the next time he had guests.
To be honest, Fang Lang didn't quite understand what a perfume master did at first. It was not until Uncle Fu explained it to him in detail that he realized that the ancients burned incense and bathed, and there were actually special perfume masters to take care of it.
Today was the first time for him to see Chinese luxury, and it was an eye-opener for him.
But when two identical twins with the graceful temperament of Jiangnan women stood in front of him, he was stunned and almost lost his composure. This was a challenge to his weakness! Even an officer like him could not stand such a test!
It must be said that, judging from this point alone, although Uncle Fu is not young, he definitely understands men, so Fang Lang directly expressed his intention to increase Uncle Fu's salary on the spot, which also made Uncle Fu understand the preferences of his new employer.
Time passed unknowingly while Fang Lang was touring the gardens. As dinner time approached, Syrio Recchi, who was arranged by Fang Lang to go out, tiptoed to Fang Lang, who was enjoying a massage from the twin beauties on a recliner.
Looking at his boss who was enjoying the decadent life of the feudal era, Syrio Recchi lowered his voice and said:
"Boss, General Nero Mora has left the Air Force Ministry with several guests and is expected to arrive at the Navy Club in half an hour. Do you think we should go to the club and wait there first?"
Hearing this, Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes, stretched his body and said:
"This gentle land is really a place where heroes gather. Even a determined person like me almost forgets that there are still important things to do."
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