At 9 pm US time, General Pat Plouffe called Zhou Zhihan: "Zhihan! At 12 noon tomorrow, Mr. Laughlin Corey, President Roosevelt's chief adviser, agreed to see you, but the adviser is busy with official work. I only give you ten minutes."
"Teacher..."
Zhou Zhihan was overjoyed. He knew that his mentor must have tried every means to get these ten minutes for him.
"Don't thank me in a hurry. Tonight, you should first prepare what you are going to say when you meet Mr. Laughlin Corey tomorrow. Because time is limited, whether you can impress the president's chief adviser depends on these ten minutes." General Te Plov then said, "Let me give you a piece of advice first. When you meet Mr. Presidential Advisors, never tell them how powerful Japan is, because the vast majority of people in Washington are unwilling to offend powerful Japan, but at the same time, don't tell them how powerful Japan is. Tell the truth about your backwardness, and no one will be willing to help the losers and offend the losers."
Finally, General Pat Plouff said with sincerity: "Zhihan, you are my most valued student, so I will spare no effort to help you. You have the help of teachers in the United States, and others have even more help!"
Zhou Zhihan naturally heard the implication of General Pat Plouffe's words, that is, the help the Japanese can seek in the United States may be far better than the help given to them by their mentor.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Zhihan, Song Ziwen and others were very excited. This was an unexpected good thing for them. They could meet the president's chief adviser the next day after arriving in the United States. This efficiency was the highest in history.
Before Zhou Zhihan and his party arrived in the United States, Song Ziwen had long heard from the third sister that Zhou Zhihan would be sent as a representative to discuss the purchase of P40 fighter jets. He was deeply worried about this.
Zhou Zhihan was just a man with ten thousand enemies, but in the political arena he was definitely not as good as the wily Mao Bangchu. He even called the principal specifically, hoping to continue appointing Mao Bangchu to take charge and come to the United States.
Yesterday, when he picked up the plane at the airport and saw General Pat Plouffe, Song Ziwen thought it was a dignitary from some country who had come to the United States. Unexpectedly, when Zhou Zhihan got off the plane, General Pat Plouffe immediately greeted him and greeted him. After slapping Zhou Zhihan's shoulders hard, he realized the depth of the principal's intentions.
"Zhihan! I really belong to you." Song Ziwen immediately changed his title, "I'm going to see Mr. Laughlin Corey tomorrow. What are you going to say?"
Zhou Zhihan kept walking back and forth in the room excitedly. He stopped when he heard this and said, "I'm also thinking about what I should say to impress the chief consultant. I want to hear your opinions."
Zhang Mufei and Gong Yeti looked at Song Ziwen at the same time. Although Zhou Zhihan said "you", they knew that they could not give much advice on this matter.
Song Ziwen was in a good mood: "Ten minutes is neither long nor short, but it is enough for us to explain our position. We must be cautious and concise in our words. When dealing with American politicians, we cannot go around in circles like we do in China. They are not that patient and will also Disgust, you must hit the nail on the head and state the powerful relationship..."
At 10:30 the next day, General Pat Plouffe sent a special car to pick up Zhou Zhihan and Song Ziwen.
The driver drove slowly through several streets and arrived at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue 20 minutes later. General Pat Plouffe had just arrived.
General Pat Plouffe led Zhou Zhihan and Song Ziwen into the diplomatic reception hall on the ground floor of the White House. After an American second lieutenant officer verified their identities, he led the three to a lounge in the White House management department and sat down. Someone served coffee and informed Laughlin that Mr. Corey was in a meeting and would meet with Colonel Zhou Zhihan in his office at 12 o'clock.
After chatting for a while, General Pat Plouff stood up and said to Zhou Zhihan: "Zhihan, I saw Mr. Laughlin Corey for you. As for whether you can convince him, it's up to you. Although he is very I am willing to help you, but first, what you say must make him feel that it can impress Mr. President."
After General Pat Plov left, only Zhou Zhihan and Song Ziwen were left in the room.
Seeing Zhou Zhihan casually picking up an American newspaper from the reading shelf and flipping through it, Song Ziwen secretly marveled that this young man was neither humble nor overbearing in his actions. His current demeanor seemed a bit inconsistent with his age. Don't say that he looked like him in this situation. Such a young man, even many calm and experienced diplomats, will become somewhat anxious if they know in advance that they only have ten minutes to complete a major task. However, in this young man, there is no anxiety at all.
At this moment, Song Ziwen suddenly saw from the blinds a Japanese major general standing in front of the window of another living room, and two other Japanese officers standing behind him.
Song Ziwen whispered: "Zhihan, the Japanese are here too. Who do they want to see?"
Zhou Zhihan put the newspaper back to its original place and then walked to the window. He recognized the Japanese major general: "It's Nakaso Moritaka! Could it be that they are also here to see Mr. Laughlin Corey?"
"possible!"
Song Ziwen said that the trade exchanges between Japan and the United States are very huge, and it is easier for little devils to find recommenders than us.
Zhou Zhihan looked at Zhongxuan Shengxiao, slowly opened the blinds, and said to Song Ziwen: "I wonder who Mr. Laughlin Corey will meet first?"
Song Ziwen looked at his watch: "11:45, we will see the result in 4 minutes."
At this moment, Nakasa Moritaka, who was standing opposite, also turned his head and looked over, and immediately met Zhou Zhihan's eyes.
Nakasa Moritaka slowly turned around, his eyes as sharp as a knife, full of murderous intent!
Zhou Zhihan's expression remained unchanged, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
One of the two people behind Nakasa Moritaka also looked over. It was Major Kato, staring at Zhou Zhihan with fierce eyes. Two pairs of vicious and fierce eyes seemed to penetrate Zhou Zhihan's heart.
Zhou Zhihan's expression remained unchanged, he easily took out a cigarette, pinched the three fingers of his right hand and tapped it on the big nail of his left hand.
Suddenly, Zhou Zhihan held the cigarette in his mouth, stretched out his two palms, and kept changing his posture, like two fighter jets fighting in the air.
When Moritaka Nakaba and Kato saw this, their eyes suddenly became filled with anger. Both of them were ace pilots. Naturally, they could see that Zhou Zhihan's maneuvers were the Messerschmitt's downing of Zero War over Yunan Town not long ago. The final process was a great shame and humiliation for the Imperial Air Force. Now when the enemies meet, their eyes seem to spit out fire.
A sneer flashed at the corner of Zhou Zhihan's mouth. Messerschmitt's right palm made a lightning-like gesture of pulling up for three consecutive jumps. Messerschmitt's right hand made the three consecutive jumps vividly, and then he held the There was an unlit cigarette, and the index finger of his right hand pointed at Nakasagi Moritaka, and his thumb was extended and turned 180 degrees downward to point to the ground.
At this moment, Nakaso Moritaka was shocked and angry. He was surprised that the Chinese would actually pull up three consecutive jumps, and he was angry that the Chinese had humiliated him.
At this moment, the Japanese who had always had his back to the window slowly turned around and looked towards Zhou Zhihan and the others.
Zhou Zhihan's eyes suddenly shrank. This person was a powerful enemy because he could not see any waves in the eyes of the Japanese opposite him.
Nishizawa Hiroki has eyes as lifeless as dead fish, without any change.
At this moment, Zhou Zhihan and Song Ziwen saw at the same time that the American second lieutenant who had just led them to this living room walked into the living room where Nakasha Shengtaka was.
Zhou Zhihan and Song Ziwen looked at each other:
Mr. Laughlin Corey met with the Japanese first.
