After gritting his teeth and tangling, Guderian, who had no choice, could only bow his head to Fang Yan and compromise. He really couldn't think of a way to get rid of the checks and balances of the Ministry of Economy, and if he wanted to use the seized waste equipment, he had to rely on this state agency, which integrated many functions such as foreign trade, resource allocation, and industrial production. The only consolation to Guderian was that he was well acquainted with the young man in front of him, and that his rights would be largely preserved if he offered a good word in front of his uncle.

Why does it feel like you've met a broker? Looking at the sleek and elegant face just a few steps away, Guderian muttered in his heart, inexplicably feeling that his painting style was disordered. Judging from Fang Yan's words and deeds just now, his identity as a general of the Wehrmacht is not at all compatible, and if Guderian is not sure that he knows his details, he will completely regard him as the kind of money hyena who is well-connected, has hands and eyes, and is at the same time free from the state and politicians.

Guderi settled down and banished these confused thoughts, and in any case, his initial goal had been basically achieved, and then he waited for his return to China to finalize the details.

Seeing that Guderian had died down, Fang Yan was not ready to continue to discuss this issue with him in depth. After all, Fang Yan came to accompany his wife and daughter on a tour this time, and it was not his turn to be responsible for the specific details of this arms deal. After nodding and shaking hands, Fang Yan immediately walked to the other side of the platform with an apologetic face, he had already made Sylvia and little Alice wait by his side for too long, it was time to accompany them seriously.

The Eiffel Tower's escalator rotates and winds, leading from the bottom to the 270-meter-high peak platform, Sylvia's physical strength has been exercised in the long-term fierce battle with Fang Yan, this kind of climb can still withstand, and the little Alice, who has just turned 6 years old, is completely out of strength, and when she climbs to 100 meters, her legs are weak and panting, begging her father to carry her up. Fang Yan, who felt sorry for his daughter, just wanted to agree, but found that Sylvia suddenly glared at her with disgust, and for a moment, Sylvia had already squatted down, pulled out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the fine sweat on her daughter's forehead and back.

"Alice, no." Sylvia's bright starry eyes revealed a serious look, and she shook her head slightly. She put her jade hand on her daughter's shoulder, and said in a calm and soft tone: "Mom knows that you are very tired, but have you ever thought about Dad's situation?" He's crawling here from the ground like you, and he's tired, and if you let Daddy carry you up again, he'll not be able to bear it. You don't want Dad to be miserable either, do you? ”

Little Alice looked at her mother in a daze, and the guilt of Fang Yan suddenly welled up in her heart, she nodded lightly, and the pitiful pleading look on her face gradually subsided. Sylvia touched her daughter's little head and smiled, "That's right." Alice, you remember that you have to rely on yourself in everything you do, even if you have to sweat more. Only what you work hard to get is the most beautiful and cherished item. ”

Under Sylvia's gentle education, little Alice, who has always relied on Fang Yan in every way, did not pester her father for the first time. She climbed the revolving escalator step by step with her parents on her thin legs, her little face was full of stubbornness and persistence, whenever she couldn't walk, Sylvia pulled her to stop and rest, and took out a handkerchief and water bottle from the backpack behind Fang Yan. Sylvia always remembered the number of stairs her daughter had climbed, and kept cheering for the little one, and she herself also hinted that Fang Yan occasionally stopped by pretending to be physically exhausted, so that her daughter would have the idea of understanding and caring for her parents.

The white clouds are flying, and the red sun is gradually tilting. After more than three hours of long-distance tug-of-war, the entrance to the platform on the top floor of the tower is finally close in sight. Little Alice had a few strands of fine blonde hair stuck to her forehead, and her arms and palms were trembling slightly, but her spirit was unusually full, and she immediately cheered and accelerated to run up. When little Alice looked out of the transparent glass window at the magnificent panorama of the city beneath her, her porcelain face showed an expression of excitement and joy, and she laughed loudly and called out to her parents to share the new world she saw.

"It's amazing, Alice, it's a sight you've tried to see!" Sylvia gently smoothed her daughter's loose hair, her eyes full of pride and relief. She paused, then touched her daughter's head and smiled, "Little Alice is so brave today, she must be rewarded." After dinner, we'll go to the shopping mall to buy beautiful clothes and toys, and you'll agree, Dad, right? Speaking of the last sentence, Sylvia looked at Fang Yan with wonderful eyes, and her delicate face was full of bright smiles.

Seeing the big and small pairs of beautiful eyes looking at him without blinking, Fang Yan's heart swelled with thousands of tenderness, he smiled and nodded, which immediately caused his daughter to cheer. While little Alice was looking at the city scenery below, Fang Yan reached out and grabbed Sylvia's soft twing, and said softly in the latter's gentle eyes, "Thank you, Xiwei." ”

Night falls as the lights come on. Entering the era of electrification, Paris is like a dazzling star, Fang Yan drove through the main shopping street, only to see that the surrounding buildings are illuminated by various styles of neon lights, and the shops and pedestrian paths on both sides are crowded, which is completely a prosperous scene in peacetime. Seeing this scene, Fang Yan couldn't help but feel inexplicable in his heart. The national identity of this generation of French people has indeed been completely lost with the massacre of the war more than 20 years ago, and at this time they live under the rule of their old enemies, and there is no sign of passive resistance at all.

Entering this bustling area, Sylvia suddenly became like a fish in water, she skillfully instructed Fang Yan to park the car on the side of the road, and then pulled her daughter to a luxury clothing store with extremely luxurious decorations. Fang Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, so he had to hurriedly follow. Speaking of which, Fang Yan has not been so free to fly with his wife and daughter for a long time, and when he returns to China, he will face busy work, so make use of this vacancy now.

Seeing Fang Yan and his entourage enter the mall, several female *** students immediately greeted them with glowing eyes. After welcoming guests for many years, they immediately noticed the eye-catching thing about the visitor: the young woman who walked in front was dressed in noble and gorgeous clothes, and her appearance was even more beautiful and vulgar, and the little girl next to her was also extremely exquisite, definitely the kind of noble lady with extremely high spending power. And the young man behind her, although his attire was low-key, but he had a high-position, steady, and calm aura, and after a while, the waiters noticed that his appearance was also impeccable!

"Who is he? None of the celebrities and nobles in Paris can compare to his looks and temperament......" Several waitresses who were carefully dressed up thought with their eyes shining and their hearts beating uncontrollably. Due to the deep hostility between Germany and France in the past, and the fact that there was not much direct conflict between the two navies, there was no reason or need for the French media to report on Fang Yan, the German rear admiral who defeated the British fleet, resulting in Fang Yan not having any popularity in France at this time.

Fang Yan was really happy about this situation. He's had enough of the sneaky behavior of having to wear a hat and sunglasses to go out in China, and now he can finally throw away his disguise freely and live like a spy.

Sylvia was keenly aware of the strangeness of these beautiful maids, and after frowning, it was more of enjoyment and pride. The husband he loves is really the best, even in a strange foreign country, he can't hide the shining brilliance on him. And he belonged to himself completely more than ten years ago.

However, this heart-shaking can only be regarded as a small episode. The waiters soon discover that the two ladies are the gods of their wealth.

Little Alice, who had obtained the consent of her parents, smiled and went straight to the children's clothing area, and the speed of her selection and try-on made Fang Yan, who was taking care of it beside her, stunned. And Sylvia was like a queen, four or five waiters were called by her to run all over the scene, but their faces were full of happy laughter, and the jealousy between women that had arisen before because of Fang Yan had long disappeared. After all, one is a beautiful fantasy that cannot be touched, and the other is a bonus commission that can be purchased later, and the choice between the two does not even need to go through the brain.

Later, the lobby manager of the store came over from nowhere, and suggested to Sylvia that he hire a top fashion designer to customize exclusive clothes. Soon, the eyes of many customers in the store were attracted by the movement on Sylvia's side, and they were curious to find out who the delicate lady was. At this time, Fang Yan realized that about half of the guests here were from Germany, and they spoke a language that Fang Yan was familiar with, and even a few of them were the mayors of the Kuomintang Socialist Party that he was familiar with.

Obviously, these German privileged classes came to sweep up goods shortly after the defeat of France, and their arrival made luxury goods the first industry to recover in France after the war. For those refugees who are hungry and destitute, and the families of fallen soldiers, this is undoubtedly a great mockery and irony.

"In war, it will always be a small number of people who will benefit." Looking at the rich and powerful people who were spending a lot of money in front of the counter, Fang Yan felt inexplicable in his heart, but then he chuckled, how could he and them not be the same kind of people? This scene is a stark manifestation of the class disparity in the country, which is impossible to overturn and change, and the only thing individuals can do is to move forward desperately in order to become one of them. As for those who are already in it, they also need to work hard to swim forward, otherwise they will soon be left behind by others and fall from a dazzling high to an ordinary place.

"These guys, do you really think that the Brom family is going to lose power, and they have already recognized Sivi but they don't talk to me to say hello?" Fang Yan's expression was calm, and he whispered leisurely in his heart: "In two weeks, I want to shake the whole of Germany." ”