Go back to the study and sort out the meeting with Fred and his father. There was no problem when he saw it, his father was a businessman, and even if he didn't approve of it, he wouldn't just refuse to accept Fred. His mother must be fine, as long as his son is happy, there is almost no bottom line to approve. If you can't do it, you can also encourage Fred to ask him to be his SS brother! What are the names of his two older brothers? He used to talk about it, and he forgot it! His father's name is Ebel Schmidt, his mother Helenie Schmidt, and his sister Ilona Schmidt, who should be almost thirty years old and have not yet married. There is also a butler, whom I usually call Mr. Fivre.

Fred's father was almost a standard German man, although he was the ugliest in their family, and he had the sincerity, rigor and good cultural literacy of German standards. Sister Fred followed her mother more and inherited the best part of his mother, which was really handsome for men and beautiful for women. His mother's angelic face when she was young, her sister probably couldn't catch up with half of it.

Tomorrow's opponent will be his father, and it's one thing for him to support his son, and it's another thing to agree to work with me! I feel like I have a stomach full of questions, how sure am I of my motivations, goals, goals, and getting things done? You need to think carefully about how to answer! Also consider the mindset you show when you respond. After all, a son who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it suddenly wants to make a career, how can it seem abrupt....... It's not too early, hey, don't think about it, it's probably more natural, after all, it's more abrupt to deal with everything properly.

Early in the morning, I ran to the river, thinking that one street further south was Masao's house. The terrain of this villa area is a gentle slope from north to south, and you should be able to see the north side of his villa from the river. After slowly running south along the riverside for 400 meters, I could see that there were about 200 meters left in Masao's house. The architectural pattern is basically consistent with his own estimate, and he took a telescope to look at the window and the door on another day, and they did not do any small ambushes.

It is estimated that Fred will come in the afternoon, sitting in the study and contemplating the saber he wants. Although I have seen a lot of saber styles in my previous life, I also have my favorite Type 81 military stab, but there are too few functions. At present, all countries still have the combat mentality of World War I, and they have not given up fighting bayonets, especially in China's War of Resistance, one has no industrial base, the other has poor resources, and the frequency of fighting bayonets is much greater than that of the European battlefield. Then, the Americans who joined the battlefield relied on their strong industrial capacity to equip soldiers with pistols to change the way they played. Even in the new century, the bayonet was not abandoned, and in the end, the bayonet was the last psychological support and tactical means of the soldiers. After all, the advertising slogan "If the battlefield is hell, then your knife is better than the devil's steel fork" is not nonsense. The best choice and combination of functions is the American M9 saber, and later the domestic 03 rifle also chose to learn from it. It seems that a more realistic approach is to make several specifications on the basis of the M9 style, which are adapted to the current mainstream concepts and reconnaissance needs, after all, there is no special operations concept yet. Even if the shape of the tool can be determined, it is not easy to grasp the details, the functional details are not clear, and the drawings are difficult to ......draw.

"Young Master, Young Master Fred is here!" It's still Dawu's loud voice! Oh, so early? From the stairs he shouted, "Fred, wait for me for five minutes!" Without waiting for an answer, he hurried back to the bedroom and put on the only dark blue suit with business meaning that he had finally turned over last night, and the clothes were probably not worn after he bought them. I put on a bow tie and looked in the mirror, and it was decent. Knock knock down the stairs, leave a few steps and walk down slowly, while cursing his face, and said slowly: "Fred, it's been a long time!" ”

Fred looked at me with a look of surprise, looked at one of his tracksuits and patted his head: "Why didn't I think of it?" ”

"Haha." He said quite proudly: "Fred, I said I was a little smarter than you a long time ago, and now it seems that it should be two points!" Why did you come here so early? ”

"My father has something to do in the evening, and I don't want to put it off until tomorrow, so I have to have lunch today."

Well, young people don't procrastinate! took a box of red wine handed over by Dawu and left.

Fred's house is north of Berlin, an area where the city's wealthy merchants live, not even the richest part of Berlin. Half an hour on the road, Fred 20 minutes away.

Mr. Schmidt is such a shrewd man, he was too formal at the dinner, he lost his identity, and he was under a lot of pressure on me and Fred, and it was true that the luncheon time was just right. Success is no accident, you have to learn by yourself!

Hearing the sound of the car, the butler walked out. I was about to say hello, but I didn't want Fred to stop, so I drove straight to the back door of the villa, and Puffer fell to the ground in a daze.

"Don't get out of the car, wait for me for five minutes!" Well, it's so fast!

Looking at Fred in a business suit, he sighed, no wonder Germans like black, blonde hair, fair face and black form a harmonious match.

"Smack, I finally have the confidence to work with you."

"Haha, it depends on your performance!"

This time, the car drove very steadily, and slowly returned to the front of the villa, where was the housekeeper still standing!

"Hello Mr. Puffre!" He handed the wine to the butler.

“…… Hello Mr. Lee, Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt are waiting for you in the living room! ”

As if something was missing, he glanced at Fred, oh, and added, "There's Mr. Laufeifre." ”

Fred said with contempt: "There is a limit to intelligence!" "There's no gap.

"Hello Father! Hello Mother! ”

"Hello Mr. Schmidt! Hello Mrs. Schmidt! "Bow slightly.

Mrs. Schmidt looked her son up and down in astonishment, as if she wanted to see something.

"Welcome Mr. Li!" His father said with a look of relief.

"Sir, just call Fang Wu! You're so kind! "It has to be polite.

The lady, who didn't see why, patted her son on the shoulder: "The clothes you are wearing are not good-looking, they are too old-fashioned!" I thought your brother was back! Let's go, eat first! ”

Well, this is about to be ruined, and shrugged at Mr. Schmidt: "Sir, please." ”

His family has three restaurants, large, medium and small, and he is no stranger to it, and he often goes to the small restaurant with Fred to eat Hesse, and it is the first time to eat with his parents. When I arrived at the small restaurant, there were already two people inside, one was a butler, and a German man in his forties, and the biggest impression was the circle of glasses.

Mr. Schmidt said: "This is Mr. Gross, this is Mr. Lee. ”

"Hello Mr. Li! Bazel Gross. ”

"Hello Mr. Gross! Li Fangwu, just call me Fangwu. "Say hello to each other and sit down.

There were exactly six seats, with his parents sitting at either end, Fred and I on one side, and Gross and the butler on the other.

The maid served black caviar. The appetizer is good, there is no research, I don't know what kind of fish, and it feels delicious to taste in small bites. I didn't eat less at his house before, why didn't I feel like this? Hmm, I didn't taste it and it went into my stomach! Isn't it hungry who eats?

It was his mother who spoke first: "Fang Wu, what have you and Fred been busy with lately?" Why didn't I see you come to the house to play? ”

What kind of problem is this? You don't know what your son is doing? This is not a question of giving off! "Madam, Fred and I have been busy exercising parachuting, gliding, and shooting. You see how well Fred is exercising, it's almost catching up with yours. Fred gestured cooperatively to his mother.

"I came here a few days ago to read a book with Fred and study literature together. Fred, is that a good word for research? ”

"It's okay, Fang Wu, your cleverness is about to catch up with me." This guy is talking nonsense.

"Madam, he came here once a week ago and played badminton with the young master for an afternoon." This old guy did it on purpose.