Hearing Fang Lang's words, Mayor Dursley quickly calmed down with a little embarrassment and said:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Colonel, I'm so excited. If there is anything you can do, please just tell me, and I will do my best to help you get it done."

Regarding Mayor Dursley's performance, Fang Lang smiled slightly:

"As I said earlier, the group plans to set up a bank in Natal, and I need Mr. Mayor to allocate a piece of land in the city center for the construction of the bank building."

When Mayor Dursley heard Fang Lang's words, he stood up and walked to the window of his office, and pointed to a small two-story corridor opposite the Municipal Square:

"Mr. Colonel, look at the position on the other side, just across from the town hall and the council. The two-storey building was originally a cotton trading center built during the Portuguese colonial period.

There are also two large warehouses in the back, which are absolutely no problem for the construction of the bank."

Fang Lang also got up and walked to the window and looked at the two-story building opposite the square. Right down the road, right in front of the town hall and the council, there's absolutely nothing to say about the location.

"Is this trading center no longer in use?"

"The trading center is a brick and wood structure, it has been too old for a long time, it is too old, and it is about to become a dilapidated house. Now everyone is no longer trading here.

The city government wanted to push him to rebuild it early on, but there was no suitable project, so it was abandoned. It's perfect for a bank building."

"Okay, tomorrow I will ask the person in charge of Fangyuan Group to come to the city government to discuss the purchase of land in detail."

Seeing that the matter of the bank land had basically been negotiated, Fang Lang was also about to get up and leave, but he saw that Mayor Dursley seemed to be a little entangled and wanted to stop talking.

Fang Lang smiled and said:

"Mr. Mayor, do you have anything else to say?"

Dursley clenched his fists as if he had made up his mind:

"Mr. Colonel, I heard you just say that you still want to open a salt farm, right?"

Nodding with a smile, Fang Lang said strangely:

"Yes! As far as I know, Natal's sea salt seems to have always been an advantageous industry! What's wrong?"

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Dursley took two steps in the room, then turned around and came to Fang Lang's side and whispered:

"If you're going to open a salt farm, that's fine, but I want to remind you that salt from Natal can only be sold through the Natal Salt Company."

These words made Fang Lang's face change directly, what do you mean? Forced to buy and sell, or to threaten Lao Tzu.

Seeing Fang Lang's face, Dursley was startled, and hurriedly whispered:

"Don't be angry, Mr. Colonel. Let me tell you so! Natal is a small place, the population is not large, and there are some big families whose strength is intertwined in Natal and is very difficult!

One of the most powerful families is the Natal Salt Company, which has been established for more than 200 years and is owned by Portuguese aristocrats.

They all have some connections in Congress, and they are very low-key, and they are not involved in the mayoral race, or the speaker race. However, whoever the mayor or speaker is, they will be the deputy speaker, or the deputy mayor.

On top of that, they also have a lot of people in the police station. Some call them the underground mayors of Natal."

This news made Fang Lang stunned, but he didn't expect that someone would already play like this now.

Isn't this a routine I prepared for myself? Someone has already started playing in front of him.

Although he didn't know if what Dursley said was true or not, and what his purpose was, this routine was very familiar to him!

Fang Lang smiled playfully and said:

"Oh! Is Mr. Mayor Dursley afraid of them too?"

These words made Dursley's expression a little embarrassed, and he smiled to cover it up before saying:

"This ....... Our family has been in Natal for many years, so we have some friendship with this family."

Fang Lang touched his nose and said with a smile:

"Oh! Nadesley

Why is life telling me this? Aren't you afraid I'll tell them?"

This time, Mayor Dursley was not embarrassed, but said sincerely:

"Because I can feel that Mr. Colonel really wants to be good for Natal and wants to change the status quo of Natal!"

Glancing at Mr. Mayor funny, Fang Lang got up, tidied up his clothes and said:

"Then I'll go back first, and let the person in charge of Fangyuan Group come and visit Mr. Mayor tomorrow."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the door, and when he was about to open the office door, he thought that he suddenly remembered something, and turned back and said:

"Mr. Mayor doesn't seem to have told me the name of this family yet!"

Mayor Dursley said in a voice just enough for Fang Lang to hear:

"The Yakubu family, their head is Theodor Yakubu."

Hearing this name, Fang Lang nodded, did not speak, and directly opened the office door and walked out.

The guards standing at the door on the left and right outside the door immediately followed.

Sitting in the car back, Fang Lang had been analyzing what Dursley had said.

In fact, there is no need to worry about the truth or falsehood, because if it is a lie, it will not withstand investigation at all.

This family is certainly real and must have had a fairly strong presence in the Natal region.

This kind of thing is inevitable, under normal circumstances, Fang Lang actually wants to do business with such a family, because they are low-key and powerful.

Get things done with half the effort.

It's just that if it's not good, it may be swallowed by them, and there will be no bones left.

But in Natal, Fang Lang does not allow any more awesome existence than himself.

At this moment, Fang Lang suddenly wanted to have his own intelligence agency, at least he couldn't let himself go to a place all the time, he couldn't figure out the situation, and it was easy to be used by others and help people count money.

Thinking of the intelligence agency, Fang Lang remembered his friend in the intelligence bureau, Major Blackwell.

I don't know if they will have this domestic information, it's useless to think about it, just make it clear with a phone call and ask.

Fang Lang, who returned to the office, made a direct phone call to Major Blackwell.

"Blackwell? I'm Fang Lang!"

Hearing Fang Lang report to his home, a hearty laugh immediately came from the opposite side.

"Fang, I heard that you have made a great contribution this time!"

"What credit can I hide from you! Looks like you're on General Dutra's side this time!"

"Hey! How can we be qualified to take sides! This intelligence bureau is majestic, but when I came in, I found that I was not welcomed at all, and it was not at all as happy as it used to be in the army."

"That's not right! How can you say that your intelligence agency is also the largest intelligence agency in Brazil, how can you not be welcomed? Don't you need information, Mr. President?"

"Of course, Mr. President needs information, but we won't give it to the president!"

This stunned Fang Lang, and the intelligence bureau that did not provide information to the president?

"Isn't the Brazilian Intelligence Agency accountable to the president?"

"Of course not! Our Brazilian intelligence agency was established by the Ministry of Defense two years ago, and the military intelligence agency will definitely not be accountable to the president!

Hi! We are brothers, and you are also a high-ranking officer in the army, so there are some things that I will not hide from you. But there are some things that you must not tell you after I have told them."

"Don't talk about it if it will have a bad effect on you, I don't want you to lose your job."

"Surely not, let me tell you that! Don't listen to how powerful our department is. In fact, we have only been established for a short time, and we have not even found the direction of our work.

The entire Brazilian Intelligence Agency is only a regimental unit, and the highest leader is our director, with the rank of lieutenant colonel.

Prior to his appointment as Chief of Intelligence, he was an Intelligence Staff Officer at the War Department. And I, the reason why I was able to be promoted to major and join the intelligence service, was because I cracked the Japanese disc in São Paulo.

Let the intelligence chief think that I have experience in counter-espionage, but our brothers are clear about this matter, and you say that I have any experience in counter-espionage.

After entering the intelligence bureau, my brother was very panicked! It turned out to be okay, and after I came in, I sat in the office and read the briefings sent by various regions. However, after this Japanese mob incident!

What counterintelligence department did the director ask me to set up, I couldn't even push it off, and insisted that I had experience, what can I say!

Brother, if you don't call me, I'm going to take the time to go to your place to avoid the limelight, what kind of counter-espionage do you say?"

This time it was Fang Lang's turn to be dumbfounded, as a Chinese, a person from a country who had an intelligence agency since Jinyiwei and Dongchang in the Ming Dynasty.

It is simply incomprehensible that the intelligence services of a country would be so child's play. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but ask:

"Do you mean that we, the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, were established after the start of World War II and are not accountable to the president?"

"Of course, although I don't know exactly what we want to collect military intelligence about those countries, we are responsible for military intelligence collection."

At this time, Fang Lang finally remembered the news he saw on the Internet in later generations, saying that Brazil's intelligence agencies had spied on the president's phone call.

It turned out that Fang Lang still didn't understand, but now that Fang Lang understands this, it turns out that the Brazilian Intelligence Agency has always served the military, no wonder the president hasn't even received the news of such a big thing.

Hearing Blackwell say that he didn't know how to collect military intelligence from those countries, he couldn't help but laugh.

It is no wonder that the Brazilian Intelligence Agency was not so famous in later generations, because he really did not seem to have any enemies, and his only rival was Argentina in South America.

The only war with Argentina in South America was in 1825 over the fight with Argentina over Uruguay.

Of course, Brazil lost this battle. But at that time, Brazil had just become independent from Portugal, and it was not yet a United States, but an empire, and the first emperor was the son of the Portuguese emperor.

Perhaps, it was precisely because Brazil had no enemies in South America that the later Brazilian Intelligence Service focused its main efforts on the collection of internal intelligence!

It is no wonder that the Brazilian military has always been so arrogant in Brazil that it can launch a coup d'état and overthrow the president at every turn.

Think about the Yankees' CIA, FBI, this bureau and that bureau are a lot of them, and they don't say that the bureau can directly not bird the president!