Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Chapter 456 Instigation

After standing there for a while, General Nero Mora returned to the sofa with all his strength, slumped down on it, and looked up at the ceiling with dull eyes.

Fang Lang didn't say much when he saw this. He just looked at the other person quietly. There were some things that were useless to talk about. In the end, he had to figure it out on his own.

It took General Nero Mora a long while to look at Fang Lang and said helplessly:

"General Fang, what do you think I should do?"

Seeing the other party's appearance, Fang Lang glared angrily and said:

"Look at your worthless appearance. You are the Minister of the Air Force, how can you be ignored so easily?

If I were you, I might as well find a pillow and hit him to death."

General Nairo Mora, who was waiting for Fang Lang to give him an idea, was scolded by Fang Lang, and he was completely confused. He thought to himself, I'm already like this, just don't comfort me.

Well, he even scolded me.

"You you."

After murmuring twice, General Nero Mora could not think of any words to refute. He could only sigh helplessly, leaned on the sofa again, and continued to look at the ceiling.

Fang Lang, who originally wanted to provoke the other party, couldn't help but be startled when he saw this. This kid can't be so fragile! Can't stand these two sentences?

"Why, you have nothing to say, so you just admit defeat?"

After listening to Fang Lang's words, General Nero Mora stood up impatiently and began to pace back and forth in the office, his right fist constantly slapping the palm of his left hand.

The last words, General Nairo Mora almost shouted, startled Fang Lang who had been watching from the side, thinking, this old boy doesn't seem to have a very good brain, he can't

You must have been fooled by me!

We all understand this kind of thing. You didn't spend my money to decorate your office. I don't care how luxurious your office is! We all sacrificed our lives to get today's wealth. What's wrong with enjoying it?

I know you just misappropriated part of the funds to create a better working environment for yourself, so that you can better serve the country!

Fang Lang was so frightened that he was trembling. Before he could react, he saw General Nairo Mora turning around and stepping directly in front of Fang Lang. He grabbed Fang Lang's hand and held it tightly:

"General Fang, you are right. We cannot let those idiots succeed. The research and development of new projects must be led by us.

Quickly let go."

This was obviously a sign of fierceness and inwardness. He waved his hand nonchalantly, motioning for the other person to sit down and said. He looked at the other person without any fear. When he saw the other person, he still stared at him and said nothing.

Seeing Fang Lang's attitude, General Nairo Mora also understood that the other party was not looking for trouble with him, but the words sounded really unpleasant, so he threw away the hand that slapped his arm with a dissatisfied look, and said bitterly

He sat down and said in a bad tone:

"What on earth do you mean?"

"Don't tell me that you moved this from your home, and that portrait, the colors are still very new to me! It can't be from your ancestors!"

Fang Lang grinned as he watched the other person nagging here, his face turned red. It wasn't because the other person was convinced by him and he was excited. It was because the old boy grabbed Fang Lang's hand too hard and pinched Fang Lang.

I almost screamed.

Fang Lang didn't know what Nairo Mora was thinking, but now that he knew this, he couldn't turn a blind eye and allow this situation to develop. In this way, the relationship that was finally built up in the Brazilian Air Force would be lost again.

Rebuilt.

You're right, they don't understand aviation technology, we are the experts, hiss. Ah! Let go of your hand. Quickly let go, hiss, everything you said is right.

He murmured to himself:

"Yes, our aviation industry has begun to take off and must not stop. With turboprop engines, jet engines and missile engines will follow.

"Fang, I know what you mean. It's not that I don't want to do something. The main reason is that these people are so intertwined and complicated that I can't suppress them at all.

"You said you were born as an ordinary second lieutenant in the army. Do you want to tell me that your family is poor?

As he spoke, he reached out and patted the arm of General Nairo Mora, who was standing in front of him with an unhappy look on his face, and motioned for him to sit down.

Hearing this, General Nero Mora jumped up from the sofa, looked at Fang Lang in disbelief and said:

"What? You asked me to join them, do you know what the consequences will be? In less than two years, the entire Brazilian Air Force will be useless, do you know?"

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Nairo Mora was finally defeated and said with a dissatisfied look on his face:

"My values ​​tell me that I cannot do such a thing."

In the end, he still couldn't hold back and said:

"Hey, hey, hey. If you have something to say, please say it softly. Speak softly.

"Who wants you to suppress them? I mean, since you can't beat them, why not join them?"

Nero Mora, who had a look of hatred on his face, was startled when he heard this. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. He just turned his head and stared at Fang Lang without saying a word.

I understand all of this. My office is much bigger than yours. Do I have to lower my standards?"

No, no, we must not let these bastards ruin the opportunity of the Brazilian Air Force to rise. I want to take back the rights of the Air Force.

Therefore, he thought for a while and said directly without any roundabout ways:

As a result, when the old boy saw this, he turned his head to the side and pretended not to see it with an angry expression. This made Fang Lang amused. This guy is not young anymore! Why is he still acting like a child?

At this moment, Fang Lang had to admire this guy. Although he might be suspected of being self-serving, he was still very keen and attentive to the new equipment and development of the Air Force.

"Is this what I'm talking to you about now?

For some reason, Fang Lang always felt that the guy opposite did it on purpose, but he couldn't seem to find any evidence.

Fang Lang, however, remained unmoved as he picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and looked at the other person with a smile on his face, as if waiting for the other person's answer.

Staring at General Nero Mora angrily, Fang Lang said dissatisfied:

But considering that the other party seemed to have turned a corner, he didn't care about it. While rubbing his palms, Fang Lang thought, does this old boy have some skills in his hands?

If you can't completely control the Air Force, what's the use even if we can build jets or missiles?"

After taking a look at the luxurious furnishings in the office, Fang Lang said with ill intentions and a slightly sarcastic tone:

With them here we will definitely be able to get more R&D funds and carry out more research projects, yes, that’s it!”

That's right, research into more advanced aircraft.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to find someone to replace Nairo Mora, the main thing is that he thinks this guy is actually pretty good. At least he should be an officer with the idea of ​​strengthening the army.

Rolling his eyes, Fang Lang quickly thought about it and said:

"Are you stupid? Turboprop engines have already been manufactured, but are jet engines still far away?

But look at the luxurious decoration in your office, look at this luxurious sofa, look at this thick carpet.

Since they want to make money, we will take advantage of their psychology and apply for more suitable research projects.

"Okay, General Mora, we are all our own people.

Fang Lang couldn't help but smile, and continued unhurriedly:

If you want to do it, go for high-tech, large-scale projects. Not only will you have high-end products, but you can also make more money.

Alas! It’s a pity that there are a bunch of idiots who want to study piston engines, and I’m convinced.”

Don’t tell me this wasn’t purchased with Air Force military funds.”

While talking, Fang Lang was stroking the armrests of the sofa, and from time to time he would kick the carpet under his feet with his leather shoes.

After hearing Fang Lang's intermittent words, General Nairo Mora reacted, quickly let go, touched Fang Lang's hand with a loyal face, and apologized repeatedly:

"I'm sorry! General Fang, it's me. I lost my temper."

However, the jet trainer in Fang Lang's words caught his attention, and he looked at Fang Lang in disbelief and said:

"You mean that your Fangyuan Aircraft Manufacturing Factory already has the ability to manufacture jet aircraft."

Without waiting for the other party to refute, Fang Lang said directly:

"You are right. You need to tell them that the backward products they came up with are just a small effort. They have no future, no money, and a thankless effort.

He didn't refute when he saw the other party. It was obvious that he was right. Although the other party acted very fiercely, Fang Lang was not frightened, so how could he be intimidated by him.

As long as you can throw real money into it, isn't it only a matter of time before you build a jet?

Helplessly, he stood up, walked to the tea table at the back, picked up the teapot for making tea, sat down on the sofa again, added a cup for himself, and then added a cup for the other person, and then said calmly:

"I hear what you mean, if you don't join them, will the Brazilian Air Force be saved?"

General Nero Mora never expected that Fang Lang would come up with such logic. It sounded like there was nothing wrong with it, but he felt that something was wrong.

Maybe they can replace me at any time."

Fang Lang looked at the excited Nero Mora and smiled without saying a word. He pointed at his black tea cup to indicate that his tea was gone.

"What? You can also build missiles?"

Soon our air force will be able to fly jet engines and use missiles to fight.

Nero Mora's face turned red at this time. He couldn't help but stood up directly. He stared at Fang Lang and said in a cold tone:

"General Fang, what do you want to say?"

Yes, that's us. Only you and me are the ones who truly understand technology and know what the aircraft of the future will look like.

With my physique and frequent martial arts training, even though he suddenly grabbed my hand in a sneak attack, it shouldn't have hurt so much!

When Fang Lang saw this, he didn't take it seriously. He just smiled slightly, continued to pick up the tea cup and took a sip before saying:

"Don't you understand what I mean? After all, everyone is the same, why not just join them?

At least we have more principles and bottom line than they do.

Nairo Mora, who was looking at the ceiling in trance, did not speak. He just sat up straight again, looked at Fang Lang, his eyes were red, and he said expressionlessly:

This will not only benefit yourself, but also do something good for the Air Force. It's better than them doing this blindly, don't you think?"

With your identity, after joining them, you should be the guest and leave these things to you to take the lead!

If it were led by you, you would at least not organize projects that are obviously lagging behind in research and development!

I have to say, these guys are really stupid. If it were me, I would definitely apply directly to research jet trainers. That thing can't apply for more funds, and it requires continuous investment.

To hell with the damn piston engines!”

You can also see the actual product, and even if someone comes to check it, there will be no problem.

If you can integrate into this interest group and bring them greater benefits, they will definitely support your work, so that you can completely control the Air Force Department."

When General Nairo Mora heard this, he nodded with a smile on his face and said:

"You are right. I will reorganize a meeting with them this afternoon and tell them clearly that what they are doing is too low-level. Only by following me can you make big money."

(End of chapter)