"Did you really decide you wanted to do this? My Führer. Weirle casually closed the door to the living room.

"What's the problem? Weirle. Xu Jun stood in front of the windowsill with his arms folded, his eyes fixed on the several Roman-era stone pillars erected on the garden lawn.

"I'm worried that this will cause a strong backlash from the Japanese government." Wehrle strolled to the couch.

"In any case, I will support the Führer's decision." Ribbentrop put down the document he was reading, and he looked up at Willle.

"This is not the same as we had planned, my Führer, and it is likely to cause unnecessary conflict. You've also said that we can't put too much energy into Asia, because that will inevitably affect our deployment on the Eastern Front. Wehrle said aloud as he stood beside the couch.

"I haven't given up on the idea, Wierle, but the plan can be changed. The world is changing in our favor, and believe me, I can feel it clearly. And what I'm doing now is to adapt to these changes and gently push it in the back. Xu Jun turned around and responded equally loudly.

"It's great that you're able to ask your own questions, Wierle." Xu Jun calmed his chief of staff, then walked behind the king's desk and sat down on the ornate gilt chair.

"It's just a show, a show for the whole world to see. I don't really expect any resolution to come out of this meeting, unless that resolution is proposed by me. The German Führer tapped his finger to his chest.

"So the decision you made was to... Confusing the Japanese? Willle walked up to Xu Jun, and when he heard the chief of staff's words, Ribbentrop couldn't help but stand up.

"Not purely, Weirle." Xu Jun picked up a pencil on the table and lightly tapped the metal paperweight with the coat of arms of the royal family of Savoy.

"It's not just the Japanese who want to confuse, but also their formidable adversary on the other side of the Pacific."

"Those Americans are you referring to? My Führer. Wehrle pulled out the gilded chair in front of his desk and sat down.

"I don't understand, my Führer, isn't the United States our friend now?" Ribbentrop's face was full of doubts at this time, he could not keep up with the Führer's train of thought at all.

"In the past few weeks, our relations with the United States have indeed eased to a certain extent, but when it comes to friends, Mr. Deputy Minister, you should have heard this sentence, there are no eternal friends between countries, and there are no permanent enemies." Weirle reminded from the side.

"I've heard the phrase, but the question is... Why would the Führer deceive the Americans? The Deputy Foreign Minister scratched his head in frustration.

"I'm not trying to deceive the Americans, Ribbentrop, but I'm trying to show them some truths that they don't want to see." Xu Jun raised his hand and stretched, he was amused by the sluggishness shown by the champagne merchant.

"The European meetings will not come up with anything, but it will serve as a reminder to Americans that Japan has grown into a powerful country that makes all European countries feel threatened. And this country is separated from the United States by only one sea, and it also has a powerful fleet that is currently the second largest in the world. Xu Jun spread out his hand and threw the pencil on the cowhide table.

"So what you just said to the British envoy and the French prime minister that you are preparing to launch an economic attack on Japan is also a tactic?" Ribbentrop asked.

"I know what you mean, but all I can say is that things are not what you think, Ribbentrop. It is certain that we will unite with European countries to strike a blow to Japan's economy. But how to do it and how to control the intensity depends on my personal will. Xu Jun turned his face to look at Weierle.

"I am happy to teach Japan a lesson, not only because they planned to assassinate Marshal Brumberg, but also so that our cooperation with the Chongqing side can proceed smoothly and will not be interfered with by the Japanese side in a short time. Your fears are correct, and the Japanese government is likely to turn around and launch an all-out confrontation with the Western world, so we need to be careful to keep a balance in terms of the means and intensity of punishment.

It is necessary to make the Japanese feel the pain, but not to force them to take risks and tear up their faces with us early. I'll leave it to you, and this is another test I've given Odin's Eye, and I hope you'll come up with a workable plan before I return to Berlin. Xu Jun picked up a gold-plated carved letter opener, pointed at Willle and said.

"I need to gather a group of experts on Asian issues, especially diplomats who have a deep understanding of Japan." Weirle said and looked at Ribbentrop beside him.

"The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will fully cooperate with your actions, General, whatever you need." Ribbentrop said categorically.

"Very well, Ribbentrop, this matter really needs the support of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and I look forward to the cooperation between you and Werler to bear fruit as soon as possible." Xu Jun nodded in approval, and at the same time gave Ribbentrop permission to participate in the matter.

"Rest assured, my Führer, I will not let you down." Ribbentrop replied excitedly.

"So how do we respond to the Japanese now? My Führer. Hiroshi Oshima should have known about what happened in Shanghai by now, and it is likely that he will come to contact you tonight. The latter sentence was addressed to Ribbentrop.

"We will not say anything for the time being, but at the same time we want him to feel the discontent in the hearts of Germany. I'll leave the rest to the British, the British Foreign Office will take care of this for us, and Hiroshi Oshima will be overwhelmed by British and French diplomats in the next few days, but I won't feel the slightest sympathy for him. Xu Jun said with a sneer, turning the letter opener between his fingers.

"Is there going to be a press conference on the Shanghai incident?" Ribbentrop asked.

"Without this time, my schedule is very full." The Führer took the letter opener and poked lightly at the table.

How can you occupy your precious afternoon tea, snacks, welcome dinner, post-dinner dance, supper, and lying in the garden counting the stars for a group of Japanese red deer with their brains in water.

"The Japanese should be informed of the European meeting soon." Wierle touched his chin with his hand, and he knew by looking at his eyes that the chief of staff was pondering what idea he was thinking again.

"It was predictable, Wheeler, and I didn't expect that group of fellows to keep it a secret. Speaking of which, what happened to Japan's insider in the British cabinet? That William. Sempier, the British are not ready to send him to the Tower of London and then chop off the bastard's head with an axe? The Imperial Führer put down his letter opener, and casually picked up a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and looked at the exquisite workmanship, which should belong to His Majesty the King of Italy.

"They don't seem to be in a hurry to unravel the mystery, maybe they want to use that guy for a while. We and the people from the 6th Division of the Military Region have been monitoring this idiot to see if we can find out more Japanese spies from behind him. Weirle reported.

"Verle, if the news can't get out quickly, the Eye of Odin will help them. What do you think of me? Xu Jun put on the glasses.

"Very handsome, my Führer."

"Yes, a good match for you, my Führer." The two subordinates nodded in praise repeatedly.

"I'm a little dizzy, okay, now do you have any more questions?" Xu Jun took off his glasses and threw them aside.

"You are going to leak the news to the Japanese, and I think it would be better for the deputy minister to come forward in person. It is also easier for the Japanese to believe, after all, he has access to this kind of classified information at his level. Weirle said, glancing at the deputy minister.

"What intelligence? What do you need me to reveal? The deputy minister was stunned, completely unable to understand what the chief of staff was saying.

"Britain is ready to convene a conference with European countries to join forces to deal with Japanese intelligence." Weirle said with a calm face.

"Why did you reveal this to the Japanese?" Ribbentrop blinked.

"Oh my God." Wierle patted his forehead and lamented.

"Answer him, Wehrle." Xu Jun covered his face and said.

"What would the Japanese do if they knew that the countries of Europe were going to join forces to punish them." The chief of staff asked helplessly.

"We will do our best to use diplomatic means to remedy the situation and find a way to prevent this meeting from taking place."

"What if you can't stop it?"

"Then exert influence on the countries that can dominate the conference, whether it is bribed or bribed, and let the other party speak for itself at the conference," Ribbentrop said with a frown.

"Do you understand now?"

"Understood, Your Excellency." The deputy foreign minister sincerely bowed his head and was taught.

"Are there any questions now?" Xu Jun picked up most of the extinguished cigars from the ashtray, and he couldn't remember when he had left them here.

"No more problems, my Führer."

"I don't have it either, my Führer." Xu Jun was surprised to find that the nodding movements of the two people were synchronized.

"Very well, then don't get to work right away, I still have a lot of papers to work on here, and I don't have time to chat with you here." Xu Jun stood up.

"Yes, my Führer!"

"Understood, my Führer." Both stood up at the same time.

"Go ahead, and if anyone sees Dogan, don't forget to call him over." Xu Jun walked to the coffee table and bent down to pick up the match on the table.

"Yes, my Führer, then I will take my leave."

"Hey! Reinhart! The two of them saluted at the same time, turned around at the same time, and bumped into each other head-on.

"Please, General Weirle."

"Again, please first, Your Excellency Deputy Minister." The two subordinates bowed to each other, opened the door and walked out of the reception room.

"What just happened? My Führer. I met General Weirle and Deputy Minister Ribbentrop in the hallway, and they both looked strange. The door to the reception room opened, and Tysenhofen walked in with a stack of papers.

"Who knows, Eric, is this this this afternoon's telegram?" Xu Jun struck a match and lit the half of the cigar.

"Huh? It's not the brand I drawn, but... It tastes pretty good, alas. The Führer looked at the cigar in his hand, and then spat out a ball of smoke.

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