Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

After finally finding some time, Fang Xinshui winked at Fang Lang, indicating that he wanted to talk alone if he had something to do.

Fang Lang nodded understandingly, patted the hands of the two girls next to him, whispered an explanation, stood up slowly, and walked to the small teahouse aside with Fang Xinshui.

Seeing Fang Lang getting up from between the two girls and coming to his side, Fang Xinshui stepped forward and hugged Fang Lang's shoulders and said

"Good boy, you are such a blessing to everyone!"

Fang Lang smiled and joked

"Oh! It seems that my uncle is very envious of me! I will go and talk to my aunt later and say that you also want to enjoy the blessings of being together."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xinshui was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of his wife. When he saw that the other party was not looking at him, he breathed out and said

"I'm your uncle, you can't harm me like this.

I'm not as capable as you are of picking off two sisters from this family."

"Uncle, shouldn't you be worried now that your two flowers will not be picked away?"

He glanced at Fang Xinshui, who was obviously afraid of his wife, a little funny, and then said in a very heart-wrenching tone.

Sure enough, when Fang Xinshui heard what Fang Lang said, his whole face fell.

Tao with a bad tone

"As a brother, don't talk nonsense! That's your own sister, so you have to watch over her.

If you were deceived by that bad boy, I will blame you!"

Fang Xinshui's words made Fang Lang's head full of black threads. Why should he be held accountable for his sister being deceived by others?

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.

He quickly spoke

"My sister is so smart, how could she be deceived?"

Seeing that the two of them had reached the small tea room, Fang Langyou quickly changed the topic

"Why did today's ceremony go smoothly?"

As he spoke, he sat down on the main seat of the tea table in the tea room. When he saw the tea table, there was a box of cigars on the place where the tea leaves were placed. He opened it casually and took a look at it. It was the sign of his singing reward, so he handed it to his uncle.

I got one, so I took out one myself.

Fang Xinshui took the cigar handed over by Fang Lang, sat down opposite Fang Lang, and said

"The ceremony has been rehearsed a long time ago, so what could go wrong.

However, I found that Hongmen is not as powerful as I thought. In fact, the local churches only have so much respect for Mr. Situ of the main church."

Fang Lang, who was putting the cigar under his nose and smelling the fragrance, smiled when he heard the words

"Hongmen is not an organization with centralized power. Each hall has its own leadership.

If you really have to obey the command of the main hall in everything, I won’t let you raise the flag of Hongyi Hall.

If you really want to do this, why don’t you find a mother-in-law for yourself!

All we need is this name and Hongmen’s influence around the world. From now on, when we go out, we can always find some connections no matter where we go. It is always safer than rushing in blindly.

By the way, you have to be careful when dealing with people in Hongmen. There are many people here who are not good people.

The relationship was useless and was sold directly."

Fang Xinshui said with a smile while cutting a cigar

"Is your uncle that stupid? After all, he has been in the world for so many years. How could he not understand that the world is dangerous?

This time I can finally see that the so-called unity of Chinese compatriots and safeguarding the interests of the Chinese are just slogans.

These people only care about business and only profit.

But Mr. Situ still has some feelings."

"Haha, why, this is the first time we met and I have received such a great education. It seems that I have experienced something today!"

Fang Lang looked at his uncle and said with a genuine expression.

Fang Xinshui had nothing to hide from his nephew, so he directly told everyone about the business coming to him, and also said that everyone only wanted medicine and not food.

Especially Wei Shichang, the leader of Nanyue Yixing Hall, wants to increase 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 about it, he slowly spoke

"This guy from South Vietnam is so eager to get penicillin. Is there a war starting there?"

Fang Xinshui obviously didn't understand the situation there, so he could only shake his head and said

"I'm really not sure about this. It's too far away from us. If you want to know, I can ask."

Fang Lang shook his head and said with a serious expression on his face

"No, don't ask, I'll investigate through other channels!"

Let Fang Xinshui ask about this kind of thing. The other party is just a Hongmen official. He may have a relatively good understanding of the local situation, but if it is too far into the national situation, he will definitely not be particularly clear. It is better to let the Intelligence Bureau come out to investigate directly.<

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Seeing Fang Lang's serious expression, Fang Xinshui said in confusion as he thought of Fang Lang's question just now

"What's wrong? Is there going to be a war over there?"

"It's not clear yet. I heard some news that maybe the French are going to take action there."

"It's so far away from us, and we can't control it!"

When Fang Lang heard this, he nodded helplessly

"That's right! The distance is too far and we really can't control it.

Besides, since it’s the French who want to take action, it’s hard for us to intervene even if we want to!”

"These old Frenchmen, their own country is still in chaos! They actually have the leisure to go to Asia to stir up trouble."

Fang Xinshui felt a little unhappy and lit the match and lit the cigar.

When Fang Lang heard this, he smiled and said nothing more, but looked at Fang Xin Shuidao

"What's the matter with you calling me over here?"

After taking a deep puff of the cigar, Fang Xinshui leaned back on the stool to make herself more comfortable, and then slowly spoke

"There was an incident. After the banquet, Mr. Situ and Ji Wanchang, the master of Hongmen Yiyi Hall in Penang, stayed alone.

They told me that they heard that the Fang family's Global Group has a good relationship with the U.S. military, and they want to purchase arms through our Fang family.

I feel that the other party has ulterior motives and doesn’t dare to agree. I won’t tell you about it and let’s see what you think about it.”

Fang Lang frowned when he heard this, and thought about it carefully before saying

"The other party didn't mention Shatta Company?"

"No."

"That is to say, our Fang family has a good relationship with the United States and wants to purchase a batch of arms through us."

Hearing this, Fang Lang fell into deep thought for a while, and it took him a long time to speak.

"Have you ever gotten to know this person named Ji Wanchang?"

"No, when we discussed medicines earlier, he didn't participate. Instead, he stayed alone and said that he wanted to purchase arms from us.

If Mr. Situ hadn't been here, I wouldn't have ignored him."

Hearing this, Fang Lang fell into deep thought again. Penang belongs to Malaysia, and Fang Lang would often go there when he was running a boat in his previous life.

But Fang Lang is not familiar with Malaysia during this period. According to the geographical knowledge of later generations, we can know that the current Singapore is a country that split from Malaysia.

Moreover, this country is still a country where Chinese make up the majority.

But the leader of this country seems to be named Li, which is obviously very different from someone named Ji.

Although Singapore in later generations is a developed country with Chinese as the main body, the Chinese in this country are more nationalistic than nationalistic and do not have much sense of identity with their hometown.

Of course, there are not completely no people in this country who yearn for their hometown.

The reason why Fang Lang thought of this was because the other party took such a long detour to find him to buy arms. They were obviously not preparing weapons for gangs to fight.

The biggest possibility is to rebel and form a resistance army.

With the little knowledge of Malaysian history that Fang Lang said, it is impossible to know what Malaysia is like in this period.

He only knew that Singapore in later generations was independent from Malaysia.

Malaysia has a very large Chinese population. When I passed by Malaysia in later generations, I learned that the Chinese are the second largest ethnic group in Malaysia, but unfortunately their status is only second-class citizens.

And also experienced many racial bloodsheds.

If Ji Wanchang really wants to make some moves in Malaysia this time, Fang Lang will definitely take advantage of it with both hands.

Now that I have come to this era, I cannot just watch the Chinese being harvested by those Malay monkeys again.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang did not hesitate and faced Fang Xin Waterway directly

"Let's do this! You make an appointment with the other party tomorrow, and I will chat with Mr. Ji Wanchang."

Hearing this, Fang Xinshui knew that Fang Lang had already had an idea in his mind, so he nodded and asked

"Where is Mr. Situ?"

After pondering for a moment, Fang Lang knew that since the other party found Fang Xinshui through Mr. Situ, Mr. Situ must also be an insider, so he might as well start chatting together, so he said

"You and Mr. Situ come together! Let's sit down and chat together."

"Okay, I'll call them when I get back."

After the negotiation was concluded, Fang Lang did not leave immediately. Instead, he lit a cigar and sat in the tea room, smoking while carefully recalling the impression of Malaysia in later generations.

I hope I can do some homework in advance.

Thinking of the actions of the French in South Vietnam, I picked up the phone again and called Blackwell of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, asking him to provide me with some intelligence on Southeast Asia.

I couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied that I couldn't get enough information.

It seems that my own investigation department needs to increase its investment! In the future, these places where Chinese people live will have to send intelligence personnel to collect local intelligence on a regular basis.

After a cigar, Fang Lang returned to his family, accompanying Lilith and Vivian and chatting with his parents and grandfather until late at night.

The next day, Fang Lang got up early, brought gifts, and accompanied his grandfather to the Baji Boxing Gym, less than one kilometer away from his home, to visit his master, Baji Quan Li Yunze and his family.

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This newly built Bajiquan gym is very large and is a Chinese-style courtyard with three entrances.

On the heavy red door, which is about one foot high, there is a huge mahogany plaque with "Li's Eighth Level Boxing Gym" written in gold paint.

After entering the gate, there is a huge martial arts training ground, which can accommodate more than a hundred people to practice boxing.

At this moment, in the boxing gym, there are already more than 30 young people between the ages of 10 and 16 or 17, led by Li Yunze's son, squatting on horseback and practicing pile skills.

Li Yunze's son Li Xiangang looks thick-browed and big-eyed, and is about the same age as Fang Lang, but he is actually younger than Fang Lang. He is just twenty years old this year.

Judging from his appearance, he is a kind and honest person, and he is indeed a man with real skills.

When I saw him practicing boxing with these young people in the martial arts gym, with such a serious look, I knew that they must have received the true inheritance from the master.

Grandpa Fang Jiayong obviously came to the martial arts gym often. Everyone nodded and said hello to the old man when they saw him.

Li Xiangang said hello to the old man, and when he saw Fang Lang following him in, he was startled for a moment, but quickly realized what he was doing, 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.