At the same time that Chang Haonan and Ding Gaoheng were planning how to give the domestic jetliner platform a foundation.

Paris, France.

Compared with the Chinese navy, which summed up the lessons learned in the joy of victory, the reaction of the French was a different matter.

Although the French did not regard the Japanese as allies (in fact, the French military from the 90s to the beginning of the 21st century did not necessarily regard the American military as allies), so this matter did not involve the encirclement of friendly forces, and could be regarded as a simple expulsion of unfriendly ships from third countries.

But blowing up other people's submarines is a big deal after all.

Therefore, after leaving China, the commander of the fleet, Laurie Warjoul, immediately reported the situation to the mainland by radio.

Two staff officers were also dispatched to fly back to mainland ahead of schedule with a detailed report of the incident and some video and video evidence.

One is to prevent the Japanese who have a good life from biting back in advance, and the other is to throw the pot at themselves.

After all, all the information can prove that until the Chunchao-class submarine surfaced, the joint military exercise fleet "mistakenly believed" from beginning to end that it was an imaginary enemy target preset for the exercise.

Of course, some of the lieutenant general's own emotions were also added to it.

For example, Eurocopter Tian is shameless, engaged in false propaganda in the performance of helicopters, and the things they have made cannot catch up with other people's imitations, so that we were slapped in the face during the exercise, and we can't raise our heads at all......

Of course, it deleted his own psychological activities of wanting to set up a situation to make the Chinese people ugly before the exercise, and did not mention that before the fleet set off, a fellow countryman had a PY deal with him......

War Minister Alain Richard was flipping through a Navy report in front of him with mixed feelings.

Because it was written improvised on a ship, the binding was relatively rudimentary, and there were even many blurred parts.

If someone dares to hand over such a thing, he will definitely make a note in his heart.

But now, Richard's mind was a mess.

Compared with the reports that I usually read a lot, presented by civil officials, with flowery rhetoric but not knowing what to say, and need to find the key points between the lines to avoid being pitted, the thin pages in front of me are clear-minded, concise and to the point, and all useful dry goods.

But the problem is that it's a little too dry.

As a new minister who only took office in January this year and has only three months of experience, his proficiency in business is not high enough.

So. The amount of information was so great that he didn't know where to start for a while.

Even the minister's secretary, Alvie Buson, knocked on the door and came in.

"Mr. Minister, are you alright?"

Buson looked at his own minister, who had been motionless for several minutes, and whose facial muscles were constantly twitching, and seemed to be about to have a stroke or shock at any moment, and cried out with some concern.

The last minister he served in was exposed to tax evasion, the last deputy minister was forced to resign because of a sex scandal, and the last parliamentarian was unable to perform his duties due to illness......

In short, although Busen thinks that he has not done anything wrong, if the current one has three strengths and two weaknesses, it will definitely cause a new blow to his professional reputation.

Fortunately, Richard was healthy and clean, and he was just contemplating, and he immediately reacted after being called.

"Oh, Elvie, I'm fine."

He put the report back on the table, stood up and moved his somewhat stiff body, as well as his facial muscles:

"Just looking at a piece of content...... Rich national defense report, do you have anything to ask me for? ”

As he spoke, he poured two more glasses of sparkling water, one of which was handed to Buson.

The latter belongs to the "secretary of state" in the French administrative system, rather than the personal secretary of Richard himself, and although there is a relationship between the two to lead and be led, they are not strictly the same system, and in many cases are more akin to cooperation.

"Yes, much more important than the defense report."

Buson placed the thick stack of papers he was holding on the table, and then took the goblet:

"It's May, Labor Day and World War II Victory Day, and the Department of Defense organizes a celebratory dinner every year, and you need to sign out some invitations."

After speaking, he pointed to the file box on the desktop:

"I've already sorted you into categories, you can sign your name directly as requested, or you and your wife's name."

France, as one of the old money countries in old Europe, still has to have a tonality.

Of course, ordinary people can use printed signatures, but at the upper level, they still have to sign by hand to show etiquette and attention.

Just like the New Year's messages in Huaxia, there are also group messages and single messages.

Richard looked at the document, which was half a meter high, and almost threw the cup out with a shake of his hand:

"Is this more important than the defense report?"

Buson drank the sparkling water from the cup, then nodded:

"No one will know about the national defense report even if you don't read it, but if the invitation card is not issued or sent late, it may offend many important people, and if they agree in advance to participate in the activities organized by other departments, our side will not look good......

"This is different, it was sent back by the commander of the visiting fleet, General Voljoul, who made a special trip to expedite it, and it involves foreign relations, equipment development, and ...... In short, a lot of questions. ”

Speaking of this report, Richardton felt that the sparkling water in his hand was not good, and quickly sat back in his chair and pulled out the report that had been suppressed by a pile of invitations.

Fortunately, after this extraneous branch, his mind was much clearer than just now.

In the final analysis, the submarine incident is the Japanese side's ignorance, and it is good to send a note to condemn it, anyway, even if the matter is big, they will be the ones who will be embarrassed in the end.

What really made the Ministry of Defense lose face was the performance of the French army during the exercise.

According to Vojoul, the whole process was all about Jean Bal playing soy sauce......

"Alas, how did the army become like this!"

He gathered his thoughts and looked back at Buson:

"Elvi, you draft an official letter right away, and I'll attach a part of the excerpt from the report to the Aerospace Industry Association and send it to the Aerospace Industry Association to see what they have to say."

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The other side.

Actually, there was no need for Elvi to send the official letter at all.

Voljoul sent two of his henchmen back to Paris, one to find the Ministry of Defense, and the other to find Le Maire, the vice president of the Aerospace Industry Association, with whom he had a PY deal, and handed him a letter.

In the letter, the lieutenant general tearfully denounced the villagers' inhuman behavior, saying that the anti-submarine exercise had made him disgraced and almost disrupted the arranged exercise plan.

He also hinted that although the purpose of "promoting French products to China" was not achieved, and it was even backfired to some extent, I don't even want face for the sake of your words, brother, and you can't regret the good position you said before.

Lemaire shook his head slightly.

He felt that with his own face, he might not have a chance to enter politics in this life.

"The Ministry of Defense is expected to send us an official letter soon."

Le Maire put the copy of the letter and report back in the drawer, and turned to look at Kurt Jean-Pierre, who was sitting on the sofa next to him:

"You should be able to start preparing for it, and I'm afraid it will take some time to get involved with those countries."

"I guess it should be easy to convince the Dutch side, Germany may be a little more troublesome, I am most worried about the Italians, Agusta and Fiat have core interests in the NH90 project, I'm afraid it will not be so easy to concede."

After saying a word, the atmosphere between the two entered an eerie silence.

Le Maire noticed that there was something strange in Pierre's eyes:

"What's the problem?"

"No ......"

Pierre scratched his head, as if to think about how to make the next words seem less hurtful:

"Actually, since I came back from Singapore, I've been communicating with several partners about it, but you just don't know it......"

"Agusta sent me a memo two days ago, I think you need to read it, you may not know the contents yet......"

He took out two pages from the briefcase he was carrying with him and handed them to Le Maire opposite.

The latter received it in his hand, his eyes quickly swept over the contents, and then his face froze:

“Ah？”

The content of the memo is concise and to the point-

It doesn't matter, we actually started working with them before we found the Huaxia people.

(End of chapter)

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