After Colonel Chatham listened to Fang Lang's words, he smiled and waved his hand and said:

"Haha. Colonel Fang, we are allies, we are also friends, how can this kind of thing be so complicated.

I've helped with this, I don't need you to hold a job fair, we have a provisional government under the occupation army.

I'm going to tell them right now, and I'll just call them together according to the type of skill you need, and let you choose? ”

Can it still be like this?

Could it be that this is the way in which these countries plundered talent in Germany?

It's exciting! I like it so much.

"Oh! Can it still be like this? I don't know if there will be restrictions on the people we recruit in the industry. ”

Fang Lang's question immediately alerted Colonel Chatham, staring at Fang Lang and saying:

"In addition to people in the automotive industry, what kind of people do you want to recruit?"

Fang Lang, who was stared at by Chatham's gaze, did not dodge, but looked into the other party's eyes and said:

"You also know that Stuttgart is home to the German Mauser factory, and if I recruit some gunsmiths here and go back to Brazil to produce rifles for us, that makes sense, right?"

Fang Lang noticed that Chatham's gaze slowly became unkind, as if he was ready to be angry at any moment.

Just when Fang Lang thought that there was no chance.

Colonel Chatham slapped the table and said:

"The gunsmith has to be five dollars a piece."

I'll go, Fang Lang feels that he has encountered a neurotic, if you want to add money, just say it!

If you don't say it, you still stare at me fiercely, so I thought you were going to eat people.

As a result, you told me that you wanted to add money.

Forget about adding money, and you end up going from $3 to $5 per person.

It seems that Colonel Chatham is from a bitter background! I don't think I've seen any big money.

At this time, Fang Lang couldn't help but look at Colonel Chatham's hand on the table, and it was indeed a pair of working people's hands.

In other words, this colonel should have been a manual laborer engaged in agricultural production before he became a soldier.

When he thought of his offer of three dollars per person, he had already reserved room for the other party to raise the price, but the other party did not bargain at all and directly accepted his offer.

Very good, it seems that the other party is not a greedy person, Fang Lang said that he likes it very much.

He stretched out his hand to Colonel Chatham and said categorically:

"Deal!"

"Haha. Readily! ”

Colonel Chatham held Fang Lang's hand tightly.

"Colonel Chatham, if we recruit people directly through the Provisional Government like this, it won't have any bad effect on you, right?"

Fang Lang looked at the French colonel in front of him, who was somewhat pleasing to the eye, and asked in a low voice:

"What's the problem? I'm fifty-six! It's long overdue to retire and retire.

The big deal is to let me retire! I wish I could do it!

The important thing is to earn money from you, and when I return to my hometown, I can buy a wine estate and live a happy life.

Otherwise, I would have retired now, and I would have to go back to the farmland to continue farming. ”

This can be regarded as a shallow statement, revealing that it is short.

Hearing Colonel Chatham's words, he still didn't understand what he should do.

Fang Lang was not worried that Chatham would lie to him, so he directly arranged a special plane to send the personnel back after recruiting a group of people.

He can't keep it! He won't be able to collect the fees for the people recruited later.

"Haha. Colonel Chatham, rest assured that I will let you buy a large wine estate. ”

With the help of Colonel Chatham, Fang Lang soon met with Mr. Mayor of the Provisional Government of Stuttgart.

The mayor seemed to have few words, and after hearing Colonel Chatham's request, he looked Fang Lang up and down a few times in surprise.

He said that he would fully cooperate.

Fang Lang knew that the German in front of him would be an important middleman, and whether he could recruit truly useful talents depended on whether this person would really help.

In Colonel Chatham's office, after continuing to communicate some details, Fang Lang took some special passes and borrowed a batch of transportation vehicles before bidding farewell to Colonel Chatham and returning to the hotel.

Fang Lang, who returned to the hotel, immediately ordered Qi Qingshan to take a special pass to the Stuttgart Provisional City Government and invite Mayor Jonas to have dinner at the hotel.

Because it was still early, Fang Lang did not have the habit of staying in the hotel to get moldy.

As an important town in the southwest of Germany, it is also an important industrial town, so since you are here, of course, you have to visit around!

Stuttgart is the cradle of Germany's automotive industry.

Not only Porsche, but also Mercedes-Benz were born in this southwestern German city.

Because of the special pass, the passage of the convoy in the city has become unimpeded.

However, after turning around a few places, Fang Lang slowly lost interest, after all, Stuttgart is now full of broken walls and helpless people.

The only way to find the once thriving industrial town is through the dilapidated factories.

Since he couldn't see anything, Fang Lang ordered the driver to go directly to Ante Polman's address provided by Mrs. Henderson.

This Ante Polmann does not live in the city, but in a small two-storey building on the outskirts of Stuttgart.

When Fang Lang's convoy came to the front of the small building, the two children who were chasing on the lawn in front of the small building ran into the house in fright.

A German assistant in the assistant group brought by Fang Lang stepped forward and knocked on the door and explained his intention.

Soon returned to the car and said to Fang Lang:

"Boss, Mr. Polman is at home, and he invites you to his house for a chat."

Hearing his words, Fang Lang nodded, but did not get out of the car.

Looking at a slightly dilapidated house outside the five houses, there was nothing unusual about it from the outside.

However, Fang Lang's intuition told him that someone in that house was looking at this side, and it was a gaze with obvious hostility.

This was Fang Lang's strongest intuition after leaving the battlefield.

Fang Lang understood that there must be some dangerous enemy somewhere, either there were a lot of people, or there was a sniper rifle pointed at him at this time.

Because Fang Lang felt a trace of danger.

The assistant saw that Fang Lang didn't move, but just looked in one direction, and was about to get up and look in that direction, but was stopped by Fang Lang in time:

"Don't move, don't look anywhere, when nothing happens."

After speaking, he looked at Zhuang Xintiandao, who was sitting in the passenger seat and was also looking at himself:

"Order the head car, advance two hundred meters to reconnoitre, focusing on whether there are hidden enemies in the houses on both sides of the road."

He pointed to the house he was looking at:

"Let the soldiers of car No. 2 go around to the back of that house and feel inside, there is something wrong with this house."

Hearing Fang Lang's order, Zhuang Xintian's eyes froze.

I pushed the door and got out of the car, pretending to be casual and came to the window of the head car, lit a cigarette, and gave an order.

The five fighters in the car, instantly raising their vigilance, lifted the Thomson submachine gun on their laps, pulled the bolt and loaded it.

Seeing that several people finished checking their weapons, Zhuang Xintian nodded, patted the car door, and motioned for a few people to set off.

The soldiers in the car lowered the windows, pointed their guns at the houses on both sides, and slowly moved forward to reconnoitre.

Zhuang Xintian slowly walked back to the No. 2 car, opened the door behind him, and pointed to the house Fang Lang said in a hidden place.

Whispered an order:

"The chief suspects that there is something wrong in that house, you take a detour from the rear, touch it in, and if you encounter an enemy, allow you to open fire. Do you understand? ”

"Understood!"

Then came the sound of soldiers pulling bolts.

Zhuang Xintian closed the car door and did not return to Fang Lang's car.

He was afraid that you really had enemies, and according to his movements, he stared at the waves above, so he walked directly across the lawn of Polman's house and walked towards Polman's house.

Don't forget to beckon the German assistant to come over.

Fang Lang saw at a glance what Zhuang Xintian meant, this was using his body as bait, if there were gunmen outside, he would definitely suspect that he was the big man in this team.

Fang Lang was very moved, but he still shook his head, if he was an enemy, he would definitely not attack Zhuang Xintian now.

After all, the commander of that convoy will give orders to the vehicles one by one!

So Fang Lang didn't move, but continued to look in that direction.

As soon as the car passed in front of the house, the sense of danger in the house began to slowly disappear.

Apparently the other party has been alerted.

However, Fang Lang didn't care, it was his first time in Germany, and this enemy should not be specifically targeting him.

Fang Lang suspected that there was a ** remnant party hidden somewhere, and wanted to attack the occupying army.

may see the size of Fang Lang's team, and want to try their luck.

It's a pity that Fang Lang's reaction obviously startled the other party.

Especially when the lead car passed in front of his house, the other party immediately abandoned the attack plan.

He was a little curious, and he obviously came here on a temporary basis, which showed that the other party was not coming at him.

Of course, you said that Mrs. Henderson would reveal herself and would come to invite Mr. Polman to work for her, so that the killer would come over in advance to lay an ambush, Fang Lang didn't believe it.

Because, if he was going to ambush himself, the location of that house was really bad, and the view would obviously be blocked by the flower bed in front of his house.

Moreover, there are a lot of suitable places for ambushes on the way here, so why not ambush somewhere, and ambush in such a place that is not suitable for ambushes?

Now that the sense of danger had disappeared, Fang Lang didn't care, shook his head with a smile, and got out of the car and walked directly to Polman's house.

As for the other guards of the convoy, as early as when Zhuang Xintian walked towards Polman's house, they had all gotten out of the car and guarded with weapons.

Seeing Fang Lang get out of the car, three warriors immediately surrounded him, blocking the enemy's view from three directions with their bodies.

Fang Lang glanced at the movements of the fighters, and Fang Lang nodded.

Overall, this action to protect the dignitaries is still very good.

However, it would be nice to be able to stretch out a few black umbrellas to block more views.

Zhuang Xintian in the house saw Fang Lang coming over, hurriedly went out, pressed his hand on the handle of the gun on his waist, and stared at the direction of the house.

Polman was all in the sight of what was happening at the door, which made him a little frightened, apparently not understanding what was happening.

Fang Lang looked at the short and thin man in his thirties in front of him, took the initiative to stretch out his hand, and said enthusiastically:

"Excuse me, Mr. Polman, to have taken the liberty of visiting and faltering you!

Don't worry, it's just that the fighters have found something out of the ordinary.

It's going to be over soon, can we go in and talk? ”

Originally, Fang Lang wanted to visit Polman as an ordinary businessman, but after such a move, it was obviously unlikely.

After all, if you say these people are bodyguards! No one is going out with so many bodyguards at any time.

(End of chapter)