Jonas looked at the plain young man opposite, listening to the other party's obviously threatening words, and his heart tightened.

He knew that the other party was right, and if he wanted to, and was willing to pay for it, the French would definitely be willing to help him pack and relocate the entire factory.

"If that's the case, why do you want to work with us?"

"Because we cooperate, you will be willing to take the initiative to come up with the latest technology, right?

It also makes it easier for us to digest and absorb these technologies more quickly."

Fang Lang's honesty was beyond Jonas's expectations.

His brazenness made Jonas's heart a little unhappy.

"What if we don't agree?"

"There are two possibilities, one is that I bought your factory directly from the French at a low price, and your factory has basically been confiscated, hasn't it?

I don't think the price is too high, at most it will take me longer to digest and absorb.

Oh! It seems that it doesn't take a long time to digest, because I can recruit qualified skilled workers directly in Germany, right?

Second, I can import a full set of technology and industrial systems directly from the United Kingdom or the United States, at most, I need to invest more money.

But if that's the case, it doesn't matter to you."

Jonas understands that he belongs to the weaker side and does not have the confidence to harden up.

"If we follow your plan, how many shares will our company get?"

"You provide technology and personnel, and I am responsible for providing funds. You can only take 20% of the shares.

You can keep your own brand. If you agree, we will sign the contract. If you don't agree, we'll go to someone else."

Fang Lang's toughness made Jonas very powerless, but he also knew in his heart that he had no right to say no.

"Mr. Fang, I will inform us entrepreneurs of your ideas.

I can't promise specific results. But I am very grateful for your kindness."

"Mr. Mayor Jonas, I will only give you three days, if there is no answer after three days, then I will start holding a recruitment meeting in the hotel to recruit skilled workers directly.

You don't have to come to me again."

After speaking, Fang Lang got up directly, wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth with the square towel on the table, got up and threw it on the plate and turned to leave.

Jonas looked at Fang Lang's back and didn't say anything for a long time.

Now he can't see through the young man in front of him, and sometimes he thinks that the other party is a polite gentleman.

Sometimes he feels like a bad person, but when you want to be good because of him, he will immediately become a domineering and fierce person.

However, he has to admit that at this time, it is very rare to have such a breakthrough to save the enterprise.

Because the countries that now control Germany do not look down on these civilian technologies that are not advanced, and the countries that can look at these technologies do not have the ability to come in and decide where these technologies go.

This makes it very difficult for these basic industrial enterprises now, the factories are shut down, the workers are unemployed, and the factories have no funds and no hope.

Maybe Fang Lang is their only lifeline.

After thinking about this, Mayor Jonas also left the hotel, and the three days can be said to be very tight, after all, there are hundreds of various supporting factories in the automobile industry alone.

If he couldn't give Fang Lang a clear answer within three days, Fang Lang would definitely have to start thinking differently.

Fang Lang, who returned to the room, received a notice from Zhuang Xintian as soon as possible,

Leo and Paul hid overnight in a hunter's hut in the mountains, for unknown purposes.

Hearing the news, Fang Lang smiled and said to Zhuang Xintian:

"Send a few more people over, keep an eye on them from afar, and don't let them get out of the hook.

You have to make it clear to the fighters that these two guys have other accomplices, so be safe.

Also, don't do whatever they do

We just need to make sure they're in our sight at all times. Do you understand?"

"Yes, boss! How do you know they'll have other gangs?"

"Hey, hey. Guess."

Seeing Fang Lang's expression, Zhuang Xintian was a little helpless, how can you say that you are also a naval colonel now, is it really good to be so naughty?

Zhuang Xintian also understood that Fang Lang must have had an idea in his heart.

However, the current Fang Lang is no longer the original partner.

It's impossible for me to be ignorant and get to the bottom of it.

Shaking his head with a smile, he went to carry out the order.

Finally sent Zhuang Xintian away, Fang Lang was about to take a shower and rest, when he heard someone knocking on the door again.

I could only shout, "Please speak!"

When I looked up, I saw that it was Mr. Polman who had been let in by the guards at the door.

Polman, who was holding a black notebook in his hand, did not forget to nod to the guard at the door as he entered.

"Boss, everything I can think of, the aviation talents who are still in Germany are here, you can take a look."

Although Fang Lang was not familiar with the German aviation talents of this period.

But the materials that the subordinates have worked so hard to prepare without even looking at them are obviously inappropriate.

Therefore, Fang Lang pointed to the sofa in the hotel room and motioned for the other party to sit down.

And took the notebook in the other party's hand, and said with a smile:

"Are you still used to it?"

Polman hurriedly nodded politely:

"Thank you boss for your concern, this is the first full meal they've had in recent times.

They are all very happy and thank the boss for taking care of them!"

Smiling, Fang Lang picked up the cigar in front of the sofa and threw one to Polman, and easily lit another one for himself.

Seeing Fang Lang so casual, Polman also slowly relaxed, put the cigar under his nose and sniffed it.

"Since you're working for me, of course I'm going to make sure you and your family are fed and clothed."

As he spoke, he opened the notebook in Polman's hand and saw that Polman had made a detailed classification very intimately.

At the forefront are professional aircraft designers.

The names of the Horton brothers were suddenly listed.

"Are these two the designers of Go229 you are talking about? Haven't they been poached by the United States and the Soviet Union?"

"Rest assured, boss, because Go229 is not really in mass production, and most of the data has been destroyed. So, the Horton brothers did not attract the attention of the United States and the Soviet Union.

They're still in Germany."

What a big surprise!

Fang Lang knew that he would definitely gain something from coming to Germany this time, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to receive the designer of the ancestor of the B2 bomber under his command.

"Are you sure you can convince them to go to Brazil?"

Now Fang Lang is very excited, but he is a little worried that others can't look down on a rural place like Brazil.

"Boss, don't worry, I will do my best to convince them to come with you.

After all, it is a great pity for them that their aircraft did not succeed in mass production.

As long as the boss is willing to support them to continue their research, I believe they will not hesitate to join our company."

"Good, good, very good! Polman: You can tell them that I will fully support their research.

What is the origin of this guy called Kurt Tanke! You also wrote him in front of the Horton brothers."

Fang Lang pointed to a person's name in the notebook and asked Polman:

"Boss, do you know the F190 Mozu fighter?"

This is to ask Fang Lang, Fang Lang's knowledge of aircraft is really limited, and he knows a BF109 and a Stuka bomber.

Therefore, he could only shake his head helplessly, and shook his head slightly embarrassed and said:

"I was born in the Army, and now I'm in the Navy, Yui

Du has never participated in the Air Force.

So, I really lack a certain understanding of the equipment of the Air Force. Tell me about it!"

Seeing that Fang Lang hadn't even heard of the F190, Polman was a little disappointed.

But since the boss asked, he didn't hide it from Fang Lang.

"The F190 Mozu is a single-seat, single-engine, straight, single-wing, all-metal piston fighter, which was developed by the Luftwaffe to cope with the gradually backward BF109.

More than 20,000 units were produced, and as a multi-role fighter, it had excellent performance and excellent high-speed maneuverability, which made it not fall behind in the battle against the Spitfire.

Even on par with the later Spitfire XVI, its good visibility allowed it to often maneuver into the enemy's blind spot and then pull the lever to deliver a lethal attack.

At the beginning of the F190's service, the British Air Force lost more than 100 of the latest Spitfire fighters within a month, which caused a huge psychological shadow on British pilots, so he won the title of "butcher bird" on the battlefield."

Fang Lang of the hundred-tongued bird has never heard of it, but Fang Lang, the British Spitfire, knows it!

The Spitfire fighter of the British who can fight has no temper, which means that this F190 is undoubtedly a very advanced fighter.

"You mean, this Kurt Tanker is the designer of the F190?"

"That's right, Dr. Tanker was commissioned to study an improved version of Messerschmidt's Me-262 jet fighter before the end of the war.

Finally, in February 1945, it was approved by the Air Force High Command and named TA183 after Dr. Tanke, but unfortunately it was not mass-produced due to the end of the war."

What Fang Lang didn't know was that the TA183 fighter's contribution to aviation development was enormous, and over the years, the solutions it provided were used in thousands of aircraft in other countries.

Most first-generation fighters have the same typical features: nose air intake, fuselage is a combination of air intake and engine, and large swept wings.

It can be said that the TA183 is the ancestor of the first generation of jet fighters.

However, Fang Lang knew that the aircraft that could be selected by the Luftwaffe High Command was definitely not an ordinary person.

Therefore, he immediately made up his mind that this man must find a way to get his hands on it.

"Is he still in Germany?"

"Yes, he was interrogated by the British after the war, and just a few days after his release, and as far as I know, he is now trying to find a way to escape from Germany, and his destination seems to be Argentina."

"Then what are you waiting for, send him an invitation right away."

If he didn't know, Fang Lang wouldn't care, but now that he knew that there was such an excellent aircraft designer, how could he let him slip away?

Historically, Kurt Tank moved to Argentina after the war to continue the development of the Ta183, designing the Argentine Arrow I and Arrow II fighters.

Helpless to Argentina's weak industrial base and unstable political environment, the orthodox sequel to the German ultimate jet fighter Ta183 died out in South America, and was called the "lost dream" by Argentines.