Fang Lang's support to the Americans in these three aspects is very strong. Although it seems to be all business, whether it is the initiative to build a container terminal in the southern peninsula or accepting Japan's security issues.
In the eyes of the American ambassador, Ciriaco Reina, these were all full support for the United States, but he really couldn't understand why this guy was willing to support the United States from a personal perspective but was unwilling to support the United States on the issue of Brazil joining the United Nations forces.
Although Fang Lang gave a seemingly reasonable reason, he, Ciriaco Reina, was not a fool, so how could he believe it so easily? Unless Fang Lang was not optimistic about the UN forces' action from the very beginning.
But if you are not optimistic about it, why is there any reason to support it from a personal perspective? I can't figure it out and it gives me a headache.
But he quickly grasped a clue and tried to probe:
"Since Mr. Fang is willing to fully support the UN resolution at a private level, why is he unwilling to help us convince the Brazilian government?"
Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled and said seriously:
"Mr. Reina, you don't know that I am very particular about distinguishing between public and private affairs. From the perspective of the country and out of consideration for Brazil's national interests, I do not agree to let Brazil, which is not strong, participate in the game between the two major powers. Therefore, I will not agree to Brazil joining the United Nations forces.
But from a personal perspective, my current achievements are inseparable from the help of the US government and the US market. I must be grateful. So, when the US government makes such a decision, we, as an American company, will naturally spare no effort to support it. ”
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After hearing what Fang Lang said, Ciriaco Reina realized that it was impossible to convince the guy today.
He sighed softly and said:
"Alas! Although I don't quite understand Mr. Fang's thinking, I have to say that Mr. Fang does clearly distinguish between public and private affairs. In this case, I will not persuade him any further. I will report your thoughts to Mr. Truman truthfully."
Originally, Fang Lang was thinking of finalizing a deal with this guy directly regarding helping the Americans produce helicopters, providing container ships, and taking over Japan's security missions. Unexpectedly, this guy didn't dwell on this topic.
Instead, he chose to give up trying to convince himself. However, Fang Lang soon realized that the other party was the US Ambassador to Brazil, and that he was definitely not responsible for the help he mentioned. It should be decided by the bigwigs in the US Department of Defense.
After the other party reports his ideas, someone will naturally come out to coordinate. After understanding this, Fang Lang will not say anything more.
As for the little calculations behind the businesses that I proposed, the Americans may not necessarily not understand them, but even if they can, what can they do? The ideas I put forward can be regarded as real support for the Americans, and they will definitely not reject them.
Knowing that Ciriaco Reina had finished talking about today's topic, Fang Lang did not plan to continue chatting with him. He simply picked up the tea brought by Uncle Fu and took a sip, acting as if he was serving tea to a guest.
But the result was obviously just throwing a wink to a blind man. The guy opposite him, who he initially suspected was a guy who had worked in his hometown, didn't understand this etiquette at all.
This made Mr. Fang mutter in dissatisfaction: What a rude guy. Then he slowly stood up, stretched out his right hand towards the two of them and said:
"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Reina. I have some things to do in the backyard, so I won't keep you two here any longer today."
Hearing this, Ciriaco Reina smiled bitterly, knowing that the other party didn't like him, so he could only stand up, hold Fang Lang's right hand and say:
"We are sorry for disturbing you today. Since Mr. Fang still has things to do, we will take our leave first."
After that, the few of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Fang Lang told Uncle Fu to see the guests out. After Uncle Fu escorted the two uninvited guests out of the front hall, Fang Lang spat a mouthful of thick phlegm in the direction they left. He cursed, "Damn American devils!"
When Uncle Fu came back, he saw Fang Lang looking unhappy, and couldn't help but ask:
"Sir, will the Americans really go to war with my hometown?"
Looking at Uncle Fu who was full of worry, Fang Lang smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said:
“I don’t know yet, but I feel that given the nature of the Americans, they will definitely not simply help the South Peninsula maintain the status quo.
If the Americans continue to get more aggressive, it is only a matter of time before we run into each other. ”
"Oh my! What should I do? My hometown has just been at peace. What will happen if we start a war with the Americans?"
It seems that Uncle Fu is also a little worried about the situation in his hometown. Fang Lang is much more open-minded about this than he is. He couldn't help but smile and said:
"Uncle Fu, don't worry. In my opinion, although this incident is a difficult one for my hometown, as long as my hometown can withstand the pressure, we can get through it.
Only then can we Chinese truly stand up. ”
Uncle Fu obviously didn't understand Fang Lang's words. He looked at Fang Lang with a little confusion, but saw that Fang Lang was already staggering towards the backyard. Uncle Fu could only bury this question in his heart.
It was not known whether the news of the American ambassador's visit to Fang Lang's home had spread. Early the next morning, Fang Lang had just walked into the office when he received a call from the Presidential Palace saying that the President wanted to see him.
Fang Lang could only say hello to Qi Qingshan and then took a car to the Presidential Palace.
In fact, the American ambassador did not let anyone else know about his private visit to Fang Lang. After all, Fang Lang's identity was different from others, and without the consent of the top US government officials, he could not and dared not make a fuss about Fang Lang's identity.
The reason why the President summoned Fang Lang early in the morning was because he wanted to personally do Fang Lang the favor of refusing to join the UN army.
Others may not understand how he became the president, but Scalia must understand it.
So, when Fang Lang passed through the heavily guarded presidential palace guards and arrived at the waiting room in the reception area of the presidential palace, he did not have to wait in the waiting room for the president's call like everyone else.
As soon as he entered the waiting room, a staff member of the Presidential Palace walked up quickly and took him directly through the crowd of people who were eagerly waiting and into the Presidential Palace office.
This made the officials and bigwigs in the waiting area look at each other in confusion, for a moment they were not sure what was going on! Fortunately, many of them knew Fang Lang's identity. Seeing this situation, everyone thought it was natural and lowered their voices to warn others not to talk nonsense. This young man was General Fang Lang, Deputy Minister of the Navy.
Fang Lang didn't care about it at all. It wasn't his first time to come to the Presidential Palace. He didn't go in directly that time. It was impossible for him to wait in line.
As soon as he walked outside the door of the president's office, Fang Lang saw his cousin Yang Gan, who was the president's secretary. He was busy at a desk outside the office. When he saw Fang Lang coming, he quickly dropped the work in his hands and came out to greet him.
"Here I come, bro."
"Why are you calling me here so suddenly?"
Fang Lang naturally had no reason to be polite to him and asked directly.
Seeing this, Yang Gan smiled and said nonchalantly:
"Isn't it your General Crook who expressed his opinion on joining the United Nations forces? When the President heard that this was your opinion, he wanted to talk to you about it."
"Why? He wants to join?"
"He was indeed tempted at first, but after the Ministry of National Defense made its position clear, he gave up. Yesterday he replied to the US ambassador and said he would reconsider the matter."
Hearing this, Fang Lang couldn't help but smile, and he understood the other party's purpose. He smiled and said:
"Hey! I understand. Let's go! I'll go meet the President first, and I'll come visit you at his house when I have time."
"Okay! Go talk to the President first. We are brothers, so we have plenty of time. I'll go to your house for dinner when I'm free."
After saying that, he led Fang Lang to knock on the President's door. Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled and said:
"Come on, come anytime."
It was not known whether the president had been waiting for him to arrive, but as soon as he heard a knock on the door, Scalia's voice came from inside:
"Come in!"
Hearing this, Yang Gan did not go in, but directly pushed open the office door and motioned Fang Lang to go in.
As soon as he entered the room, Fang Lang saw Scalia coming out from behind his desk. As soon as he saw Fang Lang, he extended his hand and walked up to him quickly.
"Haha... Fang, you're finally here!"
Seeing this, Fang Lang walked forward with a smile on his face and reached out to hold the other person's hand.
"Hello, Mr. President! Nice to meet you!"
Upon hearing this, President Scalia pretended to be unhappy and said:
"Fang, we are good friends. There's no need to be so polite. Sit down and talk."
As he spoke, he led Fang Lang to the sofa area to sit down. Fang Lang, who was very familiar with him, did not say anything too polite, but smiled and said:
"Although we are good friends, you are now our President, so you still have to show some courtesy!"
Scalia smiled and waved his hand:
"Stop talking about this. Without the support of a good friend like you, I wouldn't be able to achieve what I have today."
As they were talking, Yang Gan, the secretary, opened the office door and brought in two cups of tea, placing them in front of the two of them.
Neither of them cared too much about Yang Gan coming in. They all knew each other well, so there was no need to worry too much.
"If we are good friends, don't say these things. Without your care over the past few years, our Fang family's business in Sao Paulo would not have developed so smoothly."
After saying this, they both smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was harmonious and beautiful.
After the pleasantries, Scalia didn't waste any time and went straight to the point:
"Do you really think that the UN forces will face the Soviet Union head-on?"
Fang Lang would not hide anything from Scalia, and simply smiled and said:
"With the strength of the Northern Peninsula, without the support of the Soviet Union, they would not dare to move south. From the beginning, this was an action supported by the Soviets.
Now that the Americans have intervened, if their intervention is not too deep, the Soviet Union can at most provide some support behind the northern peninsula. But if the United States takes advantage of the situation and enters the northern peninsula, it will be bordering the Soviet Union. In this case, if the Soviets do not respond, it would be a miracle. ”
After hearing Fang Lang's words, Scalia hesitated for a moment, and then asked again:
"You don't believe in the American commitment mentioned in the resolution to only help the South Peninsula restore its territorial sovereignty?"
"The United States can help restore the territorial sovereignty of the South Peninsula. Why bother to form a United Nations army? Isn't it just to gain the political initiative?
Moreover, this resolution was passed in the absence of the Soviets. Isn't this a clear provocation to the Soviets? Can the Soviets accept this? ”
"It seems that the United Nations Army is not suitable to get involved too much. Do you think the Soviet Union and the United States will officially go to war? If they really do, it may very likely trigger World War III."
"It's hard to say. After all, both sides have powerful weapons in their hands. If they clash head-on, both sides will be cautious. I think it's more likely that the Soviet Union will support the Flower Growers!"
Considering Fang Lang's Chinese identity, Scalia did not directly say that the flower-growing family was not good, but said tactfully:
"Can the Flower Planters, relying solely on themselves, fight against the entire United Nations Army?"
Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled slightly and decided to be a prophet for once.
“As the current flower-growing country is poor, its navy and air force may not be able to fight against the Americans, but the army is not necessarily the same.
You must know that on the Asian battlefield, the Chinese people, with their weak national strength, directly tied down millions of fanatical Japanese troops for eight years, and their army had been trained unknowingly.
In addition, in the past few years, they have fought against the Kuomintang army equipped with all American weapons and have already figured out the Americans' tactics and methods of warfare. I think that if the Americans underestimate the Flower Planting People this time, they may suffer a big setback. ”
Obviously, Scalia could not believe what Fang Lang said. You know, the strength of the US military during this period was deeply engraved in the hearts of people all over the world.
Not only Scalia, but even most Chinese in Brazil don't believe that the United States will be defeated by the flower-growers. Fang Lang did not want to make too many predictions about this. When the results came out, the whole world would naturally be able to get to know the flower growers in a new way.
This will leave a deeper impression on everyone.
Although Scalia did not agree with Fang Lang's words, he did not overturn his words. Instead, he spoke directly:
"I don't know much about war. Since Fang thinks the Americans might fail this time, we shouldn't get involved. This afternoon I will follow your idea and formally notify the American ambassador to inform them that we refuse to join the UN army."
At this moment, Fang Lang couldn't help but sigh at Scalia's cleverness. He directly told Fang Lang to notify the American ambassador according to his ideas. What a great honor this was. This favor was directly thrown on Fang Lang's head, and Fang Lang had no choice but to accept it.
However, Fang Lang did not feel panic or uneasy about this. In a capitalist society, all of this is as it should be. You, Scalia, were the president whom I supported. If you don't consider my opinion, whose opinion do you consider?
If you go against me, not to mention that I won't support you next time you want to run for election, even if you want to pass many of your current policies, I can set up all kinds of obstacles for you to ensure that you cannot implement them.
To put it more seriously, it would be a common thing for you, the president, to be ousted from office. What's more, it's not uncommon to just arrange a killer to send you away.
This is dirty capitalist politics.
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