Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Chapter 624 The words of the Hong Kong Governor

Author: Durian Shield

Chapter 624 The words of the Hong Kong Governor

Grantham couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw that Fang Lang seemed to be wrong that he was still wary, but at the same time he had to admire the young man's maturity.

Following Fang Lang, he picked up the wine glass on his lap and gently touched it with Fang Lang's wine glass, making a crisp green sound. Yong Bald took a slow sip and then said slowly:

"Since General Fang can bring a message to the wrong side through his friends, he has something he would like to ask General Fang to convey to him. I wonder if General Fang Dong can help?"

Hearing this, Fang Lang raised his brows, and thought to himself that it really had something to do with the wrong side. At the same time, he began to mutter in his heart, asking him to explain that with Grantham's identity, he couldn't convey his words to the wrong side.

Lang Fu didn't believe it.

Then why didn't he go through his own channels and instead went to his Brazilian Chinese? Didn't he want the British authorities to know about that? That shouldn't be possible!

As the other party, he would definitely not do anything that would harm the interests of the United Kingdom. So what did the wrong party want to say? For a moment, Fang Lang was a little confused as to what the wrong party had in mind.

But in the current situation, it is indeed beyond his ability to send a message to the wrong person. If he is not even willing to help, Grantham has reason to doubt whether he is willing to help as he said before.

Is it true or false?

But the old boy doesn't say anything directly now, and Fang Lang is also worried that once he agrees to come, he will say something inappropriate, and then he will be in trouble, whether he conveys it or not.

Convey it!

I have to say that the old guy was a simple guy. He stood up Fang Lang with just a few words, which seemed to be quite a dilemma.

After some thought, Fang Lang decided to take over the job from Dongfang. After all, judging from the current situation, Grantham really hoped that the governor would be able to peacefully solve the problem of the port city. Future history also proved that point.

"Oh! He thinks it's a big deal! It turns out that it's just a matter of one sentence. No problem. He'll help him. I wonder if the governor wants to convey it in a secret letter or directly convey it orally?"

Hearing that Fang Lang readily agreed to his request, Grantham breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became a little more friendly.

"There is no need for a secret message! I fell into the lap of MI6. I think he is asking for collaboration with the enemy! That sentence is not a shameful thing, but now he is not suitable for direct contact with the wrong party. Please.

If you let me know about it, Keke will think that he is nosy.

But he does hope that the Hong Kong City issue can be resolved peacefully. Even if the previous solution to the Hong Kong City issue cannot be directly determined now, he still hopes that he can put aside the dispute with the wrong side."

I am even more interested in what the other side of Dongfang Lang wants to convey. Although the other side’s statement of shelving the dispute actually means postponing the matter, it does not mean that history can solve the Hong Kong City problem.

method.

"No problem. Are their positions completely consistent in hoping for a peaceful solution to the Hong Kong City issue? The Governor's efforts in this regard deeply admire him.

It would be an honor for him to be able to help both of us. If you have anything to convey to the Governor, please tell me directly."

Because Mr. Grantham didn't directly say what he meant, Fang Lang also lost his patience and couldn't help but urge him directly.

Hearing this, Grantham smiled, then quickly stroked his suit again, his expression returned to seriousness and he said:

"I very much ask the general to tell you that the Hong Kong City has always been rented by them, and they will eventually rent it to you. If you want to unilaterally take back the Hong Kong City, they will definitely destroy it and move it away before withdrawing."

Funds, the wrong party can get an empty shell in the past.

And if they can take back the port city when the contract expires according to the agreement, they will probably get a complete port city."

When Grantham said those words, his tone was firm and his expression was serious, which shows that the wrong party was very serious about what he said.

But when Fang Lang heard what the wrong party said, his eyes froze. Good guy, is that a proper threat? No wonder the wrong party didn't communicate with the wrong party by himself, but wanted to convey it through himself.

If you want to find a middleman to pass the message and avoid direct communication, there will be unnecessary misunderstandings! But if you think that way, it seems that you are judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart. Don't the seniors in my hometown have such unclear opinions?

people.

Then again, the wrong side is not actually a threat. After all, what the wrong side said is untrue. If our hometown really wants to unilaterally regain Hong Kong City, the British will definitely do the same. Is that inevitable?

of.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Lang decided to truthfully convey Grantham's words to his hometown. After all, that was not the reality, and Fang Lang always believed in his heart that his hometown now needs a port city that can serve as a window.

In the short term, it would be more beneficial for the hometown to maintain the status quo in the port city.

"Burn Governor Ge Dong, my thinking is very realistic and my words are very frank. He believes that the wrong party will seriously think about my words and make a positive response.

Please rest assured that he will contact his friends as soon as possible and convey your message to the senior management."

After Grantham heard Fang Lang's affirmative answer, he breathed a long sigh of relief, his face relaxed, he picked up his wine glass again and said to Fang Lang:

"Thank you so much for your help, General Fang. Don't worry! He will never let you go to the Red Gang. Regarding the museum land, he will take care of it!"

Fang Lang frowned when he heard this. What do you mean? If you plan to use a piece of museum land, you will lose the favor of helping him convey the message.

It can't be that simple. Although what you said to me is not true, if you really meet someone you don't know, you can treat it as a threat to the wrong party. That will cause big trouble.

Now I'm going to use a piece of land to get rid of him?

He raised his wine glass with a smile on his face, clinked glasses with Grantham and said:

"Haha... The Governor-General is joking, the museum land is not a commercial matter, why bother the Governor-General!

Is he willing to help Governor Guodong spread the word and take the corresponding risks, simply because he is a friend to everyone, and if he adds that kind of exchange of benefits to that friendship, wouldn't it make their friendship sour?

Therefore, the Governor-General does not want to be too involved in the matter of the museum land, so as not to give him any bad leverage in the future. He will let the people who belong to the East go to the government to go through the normal application process. If the application is approved by you

office, please also give instructions based on actual crowding conditions.

Don’t ask for anything illegal to be done because of their friendship.”

When Grantham heard what Fang Lang said, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. He was not a fool, so how could he not know what Hong Fanglang meant! If the application for the museum land really came to him, would he ask for permission?

If he agreed with the situation, wouldn't the friendship between him and Fang Lang become a joke?

In this way, Fang Lang could not only retain Grantham's favor, but also easily obtain the land for the museum. Even Grantham had to give Fang Lang a thumbs up and secretly called him a little fox.

Seeing that the favor seemed irreplaceable, Grantham shrugged helplessly and said:

"Okay! What I said makes sense, just do what I want!"

After saying that, he seemed to have put his thoughts aside, picked up the chopsticks again, and began to slowly taste the food on the table.

When Fang Lang saw this, he knew whether Fang Hong had achieved his goal for tomorrow, so he began to eat in peace. He did not continue to discuss other issues with Fang Lang, and the two began to chat and laugh.

The meal ended quickly in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere. For Grantham, the meal achieved its goal, and for Fanglang, it was not all fruitless. At least his application for the construction of the museum was approved by Grantham.

When Hong's desk was there, he would never stop him, which would destroy the tacit understanding between the two.

After returning to the hotel suite, Fang Lang directly asked Qi Qingshan to inform Fangyuan Group, in the name of the company, to apply to the Hong Kong government for a land for the construction of a headquarters building and a land for the construction of a private museum. It is best for the two pieces of land to be connected together and located in the Hong Kong City.

In a prosperous area, the larger the area, the better.

Tomorrow, he had just had lunch with the Governor-General. If he submitted the application the next day, he believed that the staff of the Hong Kong government would know how to mishandle the application.

As for the promise to send a message to the wrong person, he did not intend to do it right away, because although the matter was urgent, it was not urgent. He was always worried that the British Hong Kong government would use his method of transmitting the message.

Go and follow the clues and do something.

After all, the two sides are now in a state of tension, and they may be exploited by British intelligence agencies.

Therefore, during the two days after arriving from Donglai, Fang Lang did not stay at the Peninsula Hotel. Instead, he wandered around the port city under the protection of the guards. From time to time, he would stop by Donglai and take a look with a telescope. Sometimes he would talk to Donglai.

The people around me started a discussion, and seemed to be discussing where it would be more appropriate to build their own museum.

At the same time, his guards carefully observed the situation near them, looking for anyone to follow and monitor him, but surprisingly, no one was found to be following him for two consecutive days.

But Fang Lang's intuition told him that this was not the case. There were still several pairs of eyes around them watching them. The fact that the guards could not find them showed whether Fang Lang really had high legs.

Seeing this situation, Fang Lang thought for a while, then took the boat back to the Admiralty Naval Base, where he handled military affairs for a day, then sent a few telegrams from the warship outside, and returned to the Peninsula Hotel feeling relieved.

Then, they began to take the convoy to wander around outside the port city and taste the delicacies of the port city.

"Sir, has he already passed on the information via telegram?"

In an office located in the Hong Kong City Police Building, a British Chief Superintendent was reporting Fang Lang's whereabouts in recent days to his superiors.

"It's very possible, but he has already spread the information, and they all asked him to keep monitoring it at all times.

Is a Brazilian rear admiral who can be contacted on the wrong side a worthy target for their attention?"

The head of the political department with blond hair and the title of Assistant Police Commissioner looked at the police officer in front of him and said in a serious tone.

When the British Chief Superintendent heard this, he hesitated and said:

"Sir, is he a guest of the Governor's Pavilion? I had lunch with Mr. Governor two days ago. Please let the Governor's Pavilion know that they are spying on his guests. They will be in big trouble."

"Trouble? What big trouble? Don't forget, they are the Hong Kong branch of MI6, and their role is to monitor all suspicious targets.

As soon as the Brazilian naval rear admiral arrived in the port city, he directly stated in front of all the reporters that he could help them convey his peaceful wishes to the wrong side. What did that mean? He was telling them that he had contact with the wrong side.

information channel.

Maybe that guy is a spy, and they have to ask if they can fully grasp the whereabouts of the other party, so that they can be negligent in their duties. Is it clear?"

The person in charge of the Political Department with the rank of Assistant Commissioner of Police looked at the subordinate in front of him and said slowly.

Although he explained to Zhudong why he wanted to monitor Fang Lang, he skipped the relationship with Governor Ge Dong mentioned by the wrong party. Obviously, he didn't want to make the matter bigger, but he also wanted to get the credit.

He is obviously not a stupid person who can be the subordinate of the Chief Superintendent. He is very aware of the risks of that matter. If he is not careful, he will get himself into it. When the time comes, his superior will definitely make a mistake.

He would not admit that plan, and he would be the most suitable candidate to take the blame.

(End of chapter)