Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Now that he understood the other party's purpose, Fang Lang relaxed and began to think about how to take advantage of the opportunity to maximize his own interests.

It was really the right choice for him to bring Yang Kun here this time. Fang Lang smiled slightly in his heart and said with an indifferent expression on his face:

"What a coincidence. My cousin is now in charge of the family's education investment group. This time he came here to recruit some outstanding scholars and professors from the UK for the Polytechnic University of São Paulo.

If Uncle Henderson has resources in this area, he must help introduce them.

As for your professors at the military academy, there is no problem. I can contact the Ministry of National Defense to see what professional expert professors the Brazilian military academy still needs now, and we will recruit them together then."

Fang Lang quietly recruited his university teachers and mixed them up with the recruitment of military academy professors.

Of course Fit Henderson understood what Fang Lang meant, and this was an obvious exchange. But this matter was too childish for him.

Therefore, he patted his chest without hesitation and said:

"No problem, this matter is taken care of by me."

After saying that, he burst out laughing. Fang Lang laughed loudly when he saw this.

"Haha, thank you so much Uncle Henderson."

Mrs. Henderson on the side saw that the two were almost finished talking. She raised her hand to look at her watch and complained to Fit Henderson beside her:

"It's true of you. Fang Lang didn't even get a good rest after taking a long-distance flight. He didn't even eat dinner. He just talked with others until now.

It's already past six o'clock now. Let's quickly arrange for dinner.

Let Fang Lang have a good rest after dinner, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Earnhardt, who had been silent until now, also quickly spoke:

"Yes! Let's talk about anything tomorrow. There are still people in Fang Lang's family waiting for him!"

After finishing speaking, he still raised his eyebrows at Fang Lang. How could Fang Lang not understand who the other party was talking about? It seemed that Earnhardt had already informed a ballet student in his family for him.

When the other party said this, Fang Lang really became interested, but it was obviously not the right time to discuss this issue now, so he just smiled.

When Fit Henderson heard this, he also smiled heartily and said:

"It's indeed my fault. I forgot that Fang had just taken a long flight.

In this case, let’s have a dinner!”

After finishing speaking, he stood up and greeted the housekeeper standing outside the door:

"Notify the kitchen to serve food."

When the housekeeper heard this, he nodded quickly.

"Yes, sir!"

After speaking, he gave an order to a servant next to him, then walked in two steps and said to everyone:

"Master, the restaurant has been prepared.

Mr. Fang's entourage has also arranged for them to start dining.

Everyone, please come with me."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of please.

When Fang Lang heard this, he stood up with a smile and nodded to the housekeeper.

He patted the shoulder of Earnhardt next to him and motioned for the two of them to come together.

I don’t know if it’s because Earnhardt’s father is around, so Fang Lang always feels that Earnhardt can’t let go, which makes him feel a little funny.

As if sensing Fang Lang's emotions, Lainhardt stood beside Fang Lang with a smile. After his parents passed by, he shrugged and made a face at Fang Lang.

Fang Lang didn't say anything when he saw this, he just smiled, followed the footsteps of the Hendersons, and walked slowly 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 and has long been accustomed to these.

This dinner included only the Henderson family and Fang Lang, plus Fang Lang’s cousin Yang Kun.

Everyone seemed very relaxed, but Fang Lang, who came from a later generation, was still a little unaccustomed to having a servant standing beside him all the time.

At the dinner table, the topics discussed were much more relaxed, and they were mainly chatting.

After dinner, Fang Lang did not stay long at Henderson Manor, but was directly escorted by a motorcade to his mansion in Mayer, London.

As soon as he got in the car and sat in the passenger seat, Qi Qingshan began to report:

"Boss, after confirmation with General Crook and General Laita, the Brazilian Navy has no plans to purchase new aircraft carriers for the time being.

Later, I contacted the Second Section of the Logistics Office, and they confirmed that an officer of 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 of the Second Section of the Logistics Division, Colonel Marcelino Orlando has been very dissatisfied with the current situation of the Brazilian Navy since General Crook became the Minister of the Navy.

It is said that some racially prejudiced and discriminatory words have appeared on many occasions.”

When Fang Lang heard this, he frowned slightly and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Is racial discrimination directed at me?"

Qi Qingshan's face was also very ugly. Although the intelligence did not specify what kind of remarks the other party made, since it was discriminatory against Chinese people, he would definitely not accept it.

Hearing Fang Lang's inquiry, he could only bite the bullet and nodded:

"Yes, it is said that the words are quite intense!"

Hearing this, Fang Lang chuckled lightly, with a flash of disdain in his eyes, but he was still vigilant in his heart. After thinking about it carefully, he said with a little doubt:

"I remember this Colonel Marcelino Orlando, he seemed to be the former Secretary of the Navy!

His background has already receded, and the Navy Ministry has no new aircraft carrier procurement plan. Why should he come to the UK to inspect aircraft carriers on behalf of the Brazilian Navy Ministry?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Qingshan immediately said:

"I have informed Silio Leitch of the Second Section of the Logistics Office about what I have learned here, and he has already arranged for people to start an investigation."

Fang Lang nodded, rubbed his eyebrows, and said tiredly:

"I originally wanted to keep a low profile and not cause unnecessary trouble to myself.

But now it seems that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. Some people don’t want me to be so relaxed!"

Qi Qingshan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, gritted his teeth and said:

"Boss, do you want us to teach this guy a lesson?"

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Fang Lang shook his head, closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and said:

"No, it's not enough to teach this kind of people a lesson. If the predictions are correct, it should not only be a matter of racial discrimination, but more importantly, it may be related to the struggle for power within the Brazilian Navy. It may even be more than just a matter of racial discrimination.

It's aimed at the Navy.

This is a political struggle. If we want to gain a foothold in Brazil, we will have to face this sooner or later. I have already expected this.

The rise of no force will be smooth sailing.

If we don’t show our prestige and trample on our enemies who look down upon us, others will think that we are easy to bully!”

After saying that, Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window slowly, with a fierce look in his eyes.

When Qi Qingshan heard Fang Lang's words, he also looked fierce, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour at any time.

It's no wonder that the Chinese in Brazil are one, and now with Fang Lang's support, the Chinese have the status they have in Brazil today. If someone wants to prepare for Fang Lang to do something, then there is no doubt that they will do something for the interests of the entire Chinese people.

Under such circumstances, no Chinese can retreat. Once they retreat, it means that the entire Chinese community will be reduced to second-class citizens.

"Boss, what do we need to do?"

Fang Lang looked out the window, his eyes seemingly unfocused. He leaned on the door panel with his left hand, stroking the beard on his chin with his fingers, as if talking to himself:

"Don't be anxious, we always have to give each other some time to prepare, and I just want to see how many of them there are."

I was silently thinking about the possible deep meaning behind this matter, and my eyes slowly turned from slack to sharp.

Qi Qingshan felt Fang Lang's emotions and understood that the other party was obviously thinking too. It was not easy to interrupt the other party's thoughts, so he just nodded gently and said:

"Yes, boss!"

Then, he turned around and sat up straight, his eyes began to stare ahead, and his eyes swept over the environment around the convoy from time to time, paying careful attention to the situation on the road.

Because he finished dinner late at Henderson's house, it was already dark outside. Following the lights of the vehicles, Qi Qingshan could find that London at night was obviously more dangerous than during the day.

Drunkards and homeless people wandering by on the road from time to time have become factors that destabilize social security.

Fortunately, the scale of this convoy is huge, and these ordinary people at the bottom also understand that there are big figures in it, and they cannot afford to offend them. Therefore, everyone can only look at it from a distance, with hatred, confusion, and more hesitation in their eyes.

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Soon, the motorcade arrived at the mansion that Fang Lang bought in Mayer without any hindrance.

Because Mayer is a high-end residential area, there are police patrols at night, so there are no 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 street-facing apartment facing the park. Each floor of the building has four bedrooms and two living rooms, with a total of sixteen rooms.

The only inconvenience is that there is no underground garage or parking area in the residential area, and vehicles can only be parked on the side of the road.

When the long motorcade stopped at the apartment building, the ballet student, who had already received the news, was already waiting at the door of the apartment with his mother.

When Qi Qingshan opened the car door and Fang Lang stepped out of the car, he saw a happy Audrey Hepburn and shouted:

"Lang, you are finally back!"

He quickly ran over, threw himself into Fang Lang's arms, and buried his head in Fang Lang's neck.

This is because Qi Qingshan and the surrounding guards knew the other party's identity a long time ago, so they did not take protective measures. Thanks to Fang Lang's strong body and stable lower body, he was not knocked away by the opponent.

Feeling the little 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, her head buried deeper, she nodded slightly and said:

"Hmm!"

Then, as if he had reacted to something, he suddenly raised his head and said with a coquettish look on his face:

"I'm not young anymore. I turned eighteen three months ago!"

Seeing the other party acting like a child, Fang Lang burst out laughing, and his mood that was a little gloomy just now improved instantly.

"Let me see if my big Hepburn is obedient and eats well."

As he spoke, he also bumped the weight of the girl lying on his body. Through the sensual feeling and weight on his hands, Fang Lang clearly felt that the other party's weight had increased to a certain extent, but it was still far from the one hundred and ten that he had set for him.

There is obviously still a gap between the jin target.

Somewhat dissatisfied:

"Are you disobedient? Didn't I say that the next time I see you, my weight will be one hundred and one? This is obviously not enough!"

Hearing that Fang Lang still remembered the agreement with her, although the other party seemed to be blaming herself, Audrey Hepburn still felt very sweet in her heart.

Somewhat aggrieved, he leaned his head on Fang Lang's shoulder and said coquettishly:

"I have worked very hard to eat seriously. If you don't believe me, ask my mother. We often make porridge to drink, but we really can't gain weight, and there is nothing I can do."

Feeling the other party's aggrieved mood, Fang Lang smiled, patted the other party on the back, and said with a smile:

"Your mother is still watching us! If you don't come down yet, 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, looked around with a red face, met the eyes of the people around her, lifted up her skirt and bent her knees slightly

waist, and made a salute.