When Fang Lang left General Crook's office, the time was close to noon, and General Crook, who was in a hurry to sort out the "four generations", did not leave Fang Lang to eat.

With the relationship between the two, they don't need to care about these two meals.

Walking out of the office building of the Admiralty, Fang Lang looked at the continuous drizzle outside and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The guards who had been waiting outside for a long time drove the car to the entrance of the naval department, and adjutant Qi Qingshan walked quickly to Fang Lang with an umbrella and propped the umbrella on top of Fang Lang's head.

Fang Lang didn't say much, and walked directly to his car. Qi Qingshan quickly followed with the rain mountain.

In the Admiralty building behind him, from time to time, someone looked downstairs through the window, watching Fang Lang board the car and slowly drive out of the Admiralty building under the escort of a group of guards.

Everyone has different thoughts, and they are mostly envious and jealous of this feudal official who has often visited the Admiralty recently. As for the purpose of the other party, most well-informed people have fully grasped it.

Fang Lang didn't care about what everyone in the Admiralty thought in their hearts, at this moment, he was sitting in the back of the car with his eyes closed.

Qi Qingshan, who was in the co-pilot's seat, turned his head to look at Fang Langdao, who looked very relaxed:

"The boss, Colonel Adams Tichy of the Rio de Janeiro Naval Base, wants to invite you to dinner, I wonder if you are available."

Hearing this, Fang Lang slowly opened his eyes and said:

"What is this old boy doing, you have to make an appointment to eat with me!"

When Qi Qingshan heard this, he smiled slightly:

"Aren't you busy! Colonel Titch may feel that if he does not offer to ask you out, he is afraid that your time will not be lucky. ”

Fang Lang shook his head indifferently and said:

"When did this guy become so angry, then you can help me call him later, and ask him to meet him at the Navy Club!"

The so-called Naval Club, in fact, is located less than five kilometers from the naval base in Rio de Janeiro.

It was when Fang Lang got together with several naval colleagues that he entrusted Radia Redondo, who was still the manager of the Brazilian branch of Global Trade at the time, to find the Barot-style seaside manor with a history of more than 200 years.

Because Fang Lang's Chinese-style courtyard in Rio de Janeiro is still under construction, Fang Lang lived in the Navy Club that has begun to operate during this period of time in Rio de Janeiro.

The owner of this naval club is, of course, Fang Lang himself. But nominally, the owner of this club is a retired naval colonel.

But in fact, it is the people from the Investigation Department of Fangyuan Group who are responsible for managing this club.

As for how the people from the Investigation Department dealt with the retired Navy Colonel, it was not Fang Lang's concern.

The reason why the people from the Investigation Department were allowed to manage this naval club was, of course, that Fang Lang wanted to get some information he wanted from this naval club. At the same time, it is also necessary to guard against the infiltration of other intelligence agencies.

Because of the relationship of this naval colonel, the naval club developed very rapidly. It has become the preferred meeting place for naval officers in Rio de Janeiro.

And the arrival of a powerful rear admiral like Fang Lang will naturally make the club's reputation more prominent, and it will also make more naval officers rush to it.

Fang Lang chose to live here, which can be regarded as an advertisement for his club.

Qi Qingshan, who received Fang Lang's clear reply, nodded directly and replied:

"Yes, boss!"

After communicating this trivial matter, Fang Lang didn't continue to say anything, just casually enjoyed the scenery outside the car window, but as he walked, Fang Lang found a very interesting thing.

It was the first time he had seen Mercedes cars on the streets after he had been to Rio de Janeiro so many times. Of course, this is not to say that there were no Mercedes Benz cars on the streets of the original Rio de Janeiro.

But Fang Lang is very sure that there are definitely not so many Mercedes-Benz cars in the original Rio de Janeiro, and these Mercedes-Benz cars are obviously brand new models.

The styling of these models, although not yet free from the style of the big wheels of the World War II era, has clearly begun to have some hints of modern models.

This surprised Fang Lang very much, apparently, these vehicles are all brand new models produced at the factory in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

Since Fang Lang introduced several car brands from Germany, in fact, he has never had time to really pay attention to the development of these companies.

It wasn't until now that he saw these newly manufactured cars that Fang Lang was sure that these factories had already started producing cars.

Fang Lang looked at the cars passing by quickly outside the window, and instructed Qi Qingshan:

"Contact the Secretariat of Fangyuan Group, and this afternoon, we will visit the Mercedes-Benz car factory in Rio de Janeiro."

Hearing this, Qi Qingshan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced back at Fang Lang with some surprise and said:

"Don't you have to go to the Ministry of Defense today?"

Fang Lang smiled, glanced at Qi Qingshan casually and said:

"No, my purpose has been achieved.

I'll leave the rest to General Crook to promote, and I'd better get out in time. ”

After hearing Fang Lang's answer, Qi Qingshan did not continue to ask, but just nodded and said:

"Okay, boss!

After returning to the club, I called the Secretariat of Fangyuan Group. ”

Fang Lang nodded, didn't continue to say more, didn't know what he was thinking?

Without saying a word, the team returned to the Navy Club without a hitch.

At this time, it was only noon, there were not many guests in the club, and as soon as the car stopped, a beautiful woman about thirty years old walked out of the club.

Fengyun's figure, coupled with a set of dresses with a bit of bohemian style, the looming waves made Fang Lang's eyes couldn't help but be deeply attracted.

Seeing Fang Lang get out of the car, she walked forward quickly and applied the etiquette of a Western lady to Fang Lang, and the career line revealed when she bowed slightly can make people addicted.

"General Fang, are you back?"

The sound of this sweet death not paying for his life can make people get goosebumps all over his body, obviously, this is the best stunner in the world.

But for this woman, Fang Lang only took a few deep looks. He didn't respond much to her greeting, but nodded slightly, showed politeness, and walked quickly into the club.

The woman obviously didn't want to let go of Fang Lang easily, and she wanted to keep up with the footsteps of the waves after taking two quick steps.

But the guards around her, regardless of whether she was the best among women or not, the training they received told them that anyone who approached the general's side without the general's permission was a potential threat.

Therefore, a guard stepped forward without hesitation, stopped in front of the other party, stared at the other party with warning eyes, and his hand was unconsciously pressed on the holster on his waist.

Seeing this, the woman could only snort dissatisfiedly. Only then did he reluctantly turn around and continue to leave.

All this fell into the eyes of adjutant Qi Qingshan, seeing this, he couldn't help frowning, walked quickly to Fang Lang's side and whispered:

"Boss, do you want us to deal with this woman?"

When Fang Lang heard this, he glanced at the other party a little strangely and said:

"Processing? How to deal with it? Why do you want to deal with it? ”

"I mean, she's always coming up to harass you, should we get rid of her?"

Qi Qingshan was also a little unsure of Fang Lang's attitude, so he asked uncertainly.

Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled and said:

"Why drive her away?

Don't forget, this is the Navy Club, not my home.

On the contrary, nominally, this is still her man's property, and with such a woman here, the club's business can be better, isn't it? ”

It turned out that this woman's name was Catalina Kibi, and she was the third wife of retired Colonel Brennan, who was hired by the Investigation Department to act as a mascot.

Brennan, who is nearly sixty years old, is obviously a little overwhelmed when he meets such a young and beautiful sexy stunner.

What's more, this woman is obviously a courtesan. Ever since she learned that there was such an upscale club, she never returned home, but occupied a room here for a long time, making it her home.

Every day, I had a hot fight with the naval officers who came to the club for entertainment.

According to the statistics of the Investigation Department, the number of naval officers who have now practiced wrestling with Mrs. Brennan has reached five.

This is also the reason why Fang Lang would turn a blind eye to such a sexy stunner.

As the adjutant beside Fang Lang, Qi Qingshan of course knew that this club was actually Fang Lang's property, and this woman named Catalina Kibi obviously didn't know this.

When Fang Lang checked in here, after hearing about Fang Lang's identity, the other party was like a cat that smelled fishy smell, and began to find ways to move forward.

Fang Lang, who didn't understand the situation at first, still politely chatted with this sexy stunner. But after hearing about the identity of the other party, Fang Lang lost interest, not to mention that the other party was still having an affair with so many officers.

For a person like Fang Lang who has a slight cleanliness habit, she no longer has any attraction.

"I mean, this is the Navy Club, and all the people who come are Navy officers, and if this Ms. Catalina Kibi had a different purpose, would it have a bad impact on our club."

Qi Qingshan's words made Fang Lang's brows furrow, and he said suspiciously:

"You mean a spy?"

After saying this, Fang Lang couldn't help but touch his chin, which had already begun to grow a beard, and began to think about this question as he walked towards his room.

Fang Lang's identity was not worried at all, after all, he knew very well that this was actually a stronghold of the Investigation Department of Fangyuan Group in Rio de Janeiro, and many of the staff members in it were intelligence personnel developed and trained by the Investigation Department.

It is impossible not to investigate the identity of Ms. Catalina Kibi. Since an investigation has been done but no measures have been taken, it means that there is no problem with the identity of the other party.

And the question Fang Lang is thinking about now is, is it possible for such a person to develop into an intelligence officer of his own people?

After all, Fang Lang has personally learned the other party's communication skills, and there should be few men who can refuse such a temptation!

Fang Lang, who thought of this, whispered to Qi Qingshan:

"Help me get the club housekeeping supervisor over."

Hearing this, Qi Qingshan nodded, and turned to leave.

Fang Lang quickly returned to his room, and not long after he sat down, Qi Qingshan walked in with a somewhat swarthy man.

Judging from the skin color, it seems that this is a middle-aged Indian man, but Fang Lang knows that he is an authentic Chinese, and the reason why his skin color has become like this is the result of their deliberate exposure to the sun.

After entering the room, the man stood behind Qi Qingshan and smiled at Fang Lang:

"General Fang, are you looking for me?"

His identity Qi Qingshan didn't know, although Qi Qingshan was his own adjutant and his own hair, but the situation of the Investigation Department of Fangyuan Group, Qi Qingshan only knew some fur, and did not go too deep.

After all, Fang Lang clearly understood that "if the king is not secret, he will lose his minister, if he is not secret, he will lose his body, and if he is not secret, he will be harmed." ".

(End of chapter)