When Hitler first came to power, he often held reception dinners at the German Chancellery, mainly for social and propaganda purposes, to show the Führer's approachability and the unity of all strata under the government. There is a staff restaurant in the Prime Minister's Office for staff and guests, and everyone can enjoy meals here regardless of their position or rank.

The dining room is not very large, but it is large enough to accommodate two to three hundred people, but if there are more than that, the Chancellery will often change the banquet to an open field, as in the case of Hitler's reception of Berlin businessmen, and the tables are placed in the patio in front of the Chancellery, where Hitler would give medals to Wehrmacht officers and soldiers.

After Xu Jun came to power, he held banquets at the Chancellery more than once, such as entertaining some foreign military and political envoys, as well as representatives sent by major German regions to Berlin to swear allegiance, members of various government-affiliated social organizations and autonomous organizations, or fresh military academy graduates.

Xu Jun also liked to hold press conferences, he was even more active than Hitler in this regard, the Nazis understood the power of public opinion very thoroughly, they invented a whole set of systematic public opinion warfare tactics, Goebbels was a genius in this area, he clearly knew how to make people's hearts.

There are countless examples of the use of public opinion in the service of war in history, and no country is exempt from the vulgarity, whether it is the Axis or the Allies, who have spared no effort to instill their own ideas in the minds of the people, many of which were confirmed as lies after the war, but when the victory or defeat is decided, who cares.

This time, Xu Jun wanted to entertain representatives of reporters from major German newspapers and media in Berlin, as well as staff of large overseas news media groups in Germany. This was a bit of a surprise to the organisers, but Goebbels saw it as a good thing, as evidence that the world had begun to pay attention to Germany and the voices that came from it. Germany has regained the influence lost since the defeat of the Second Reich, even far beyond the Second Reich, and will continue to do so as long as the German armed forces continue to win.

"Here is a list of several important media figures, and we have arranged them at the main table, and Dr. Goebbels will be sitting next to you, and on the other side is the Minister of the Interior, Himmler." Dogan placed a piece of paper on the coffee table beside Xu Jun.

"You know all these people, and I met with a few of them last week." Tysenhofen helped Xu Jun tidy up the ornaments on his chest, and then picked up the short sword resting on the sofa.

"Where's my speech?" Xu Jun buttoned up his uniform.

"Here, my Führer." Wehrle held up the envelope in his hand.

"What do you think? Weirle. The Reich Führer turned sideways to look in the dressing mirror, pleased with his tall figure.

"It's infectious, my Führer." Wehrle nodded in reply.

"That's all?"

"What else would you like to hear, my Führer."

"Alright, give it to Eric." Xu Jun lifted the hem of his uniform, and Eric buckled the short sword to the spring hook that hung the sword belt.

"How does this one look?" Xu Jun adjusted the diamond-encrusted white gold cufflinks on the cuffs of his shirt and turned his head to ask Weierle.

"Perfect, my Führer." The chief of staff nodded in approval.

Today, Xu Jun is wearing a traditional German marshal's dress, with an obvious Second Reich style, so some people say that the army is the stronghold of Germany's conservative forces, and it can be seen clearly from the uniform. Hitler tried so hard to add Nazi elements to the army uniform, but he did not dare to erase the traditional decorations belonging to the German Empire on the uniform, and could only make some small changes in size and color.

German uniforms reached their peak during the Nazi era, reaching a point of near-perfection in both style and accessories, and even half a century after the fall of the empire, they can still influence the design of military uniforms in later generations. Xu Jun was doing the opposite of Hitler's at this time, which was to gradually erase the Nazi elements from the army, and he was going to start by removing the swastika, which was replaced with the Iron Cross of the Second Reich era in the next round of finalized uniform designs.

These improvements were supported by almost all of Germany's top generals, who were representatives of the German military tradition, which insisted that the army should not be tied to politics. Xu Jun knew that this was a risk, but he believed that with his current authority and strength in his hands, his small reforms should not encounter too much resistance, provided that he could convince the Nazis that he was still their leader and solid support, and that he would lead them to victory after victory, just as Hitler had promised to defend the German plow with the German sword.

"All ready, Minister Goebbels and His Excellency Himmler are waiting in the corridor, my Führer." The secretary, Miss Waclane, stood in front of the side door and reported to Xu Jun.

"Thank you, Warney, please tell them I'll be right away." Xu Jun replied with a smile.

"Yes, my Führer." The secretary smiled sweetly back, and then closed the side door of the small living room.

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"Fortunately, Blanco. Wickwood, of the New York Times. Wickwood enthusiastically extended his right hand to his colleague standing beside him.

In Wickwood's eyes, this is an elegant gentleman, and his every move reveals the air of a superior, which cannot be cultivated by training, and must be imperceptibly precipitated over a long period of time.

Wickwood never passes up any opportunity to meet "big people", and his years of interview experience allow him to guess the identity and status of a person from what they wear and how they make their movements. And this gentleman obviously came from an old European aristocratic family, and this kind of reserve and pride that has penetrated into the bones cannot be hidden from Mr. Wickwood's eyes.

"Fortunately, Maurice. Henry, Daily Mail, UK. The gentleman smiled kindly and shook Wickwood's hand.

"The Daily Mail? It was a big newspaper, and I spent three years in London and knew several of your newspaper reporters, such as Hartkins in sports, Mike in economics, and Bultmu, who ran celebrity gossip. "Wickwood is starting to show his remarkable social skills, which would have brought the two sides closer together in general.

"I've always been based in Berlin and don't know the people in London very well." Mr. "Henry" quietly let go of Wickwood's hand, still with a gentle smile on his face.

"You're an editor, Mr. Henry, and I've always been pretty accurate." Wickwood was convinced by this time that he was a "damn rich nobleman", and as you could tell from the ring on the man's hand, few people would wear a solid gold ring of this style, and the quaint oval ring was carved with intricate patterns that looked like some kind of family coat of arms.

Wickwood studied heraldry for a while, but soon gave up, there was so much information in European heraldry, there was a time when almost every European family had its own coat of arms, and even the fish sellers had them, and if you didn't have professional training, you couldn't tell which was the traditional aristocracy and which was the fashionable nouveau riche.

"Then you're out of sight this time, Mr. Wickwood, I'm just an ordinary reporter." The gentleman reached out and stroked the gray hair behind his head.

"Journalists? You must be joking with me, how can such a wonderful gentleman as you be an ordinary journalist. Wickwood continued to compliment.

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it, Mr. Wickwood." The other party obviously didn't want to get entangled with Wickwood on this issue anymore, so he shrugged his shoulders and gave up.

"Is this your first time at the Prime Minister's Office? Mr. Henry. Wickwood searched for a topic.

"Been here once before, what about you? Mr. Wickwood, have you been here before? The gentleman asked with a smile.

"You can't compare to me, Mr. Henry, I've been here many times, fifteen times to be exact, including today." Wickwood boasted: "I remember the first time I came to the Chancellery, the owner of it was Adolf. What about Hitler. ”。

"You've met the current master.... You know what I mean, it's the new German Führer Reinhardt. Feng. Stadler? "It seems that Mr. "Henry" became interested in the topic of Wickwood.

"Of course I did, Mr. Henry, I met him twice at close range, and the American people are very obsessed with him now, and they have given him a lot of nicknames, such as "The Lion of Europa," "The Blonde Prince," and so on—" Wickwood said with a smile as he spread his hands.

"What an impressive name, Mr. Wickwood." A pleasant smile appeared on Mr. Henry's face.

"Attention!" At this moment, the star officer standing on the steps of the restaurant door reminded him loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Excellency the Führer of the Greater German Reich!" The star officer shouted his name, and the two waiters standing by the door opened the door of the restaurant.

"Hey! Reinhart! A loud slogan sounded, and all the Germans present raised their arms in the air to greet their revered Führer.

Xu Jun stood at the door with his chest straight, his eyes scanned the entire hall majestically, he raised the marshal's scepter in his hand, and gently knocked the brim of his hat to return the salute to everyone.

"Victory!" The star officer shouted again.

"Hooray!" The Germans cheered in unison.

"Victory" "Hooray!" Victory!"" Banzai! ”

The atmosphere of solidarity was infectious, and the foreign journalists who were present at the meeting also tried to follow their German counterparts and pay tribute to the Führer of the Third Reich by shouting victory in German.

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