After finally finding some time, Fang Xinshui winked at Fang Lang, indicating that he wanted to talk alone if he had something to do.
Fang Lang nodded knowingly, patted the hands of the two girls next to him, whispered an explanation, stood up slowly, and walked to the small tea room aside with Fang Xinshui.
Seeing Fang Lang getting up from between the two girls and coming to his side, Fang Xinshui stepped forward and hugged Fang Lang's shoulders and said:
"Good boy, you are truly a blessing to everyone!"
Fang Lang smiled and joked:
"Oh! It seems that uncle is very envious of me! I'll go talk to auntie later and say that you also want to enjoy the blessings of being together."
Upon hearing this, Fang Xinshui was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of his wife. When he saw that the other party was not looking at him, he let out a sigh of relief and said:
"I'm your uncle, you can't harm me like this.
I don't have the ability like you to pick off two sisters' flowers in this family. "
"Uncle, shouldn't you be worried now that your two flowers will not be picked away?"
He glanced at Fang Xinshui, who was obviously afraid of his wife, in a funny way, and then said in a very heart-wrenching tone.
Sure enough, when Fang Xinshui heard what Fang Lang said, his whole face fell.
He said in a bad tone:
"As a brother, don't talk nonsense! That's your own sister, so you have to watch over her.
If you were deceived by that bad boy, I'll blame you! "
Fang Xinshui's words filled Fang Lang's head with dark thoughts. Why should he be held accountable for his sister being deceived by others?
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend.
He quickly said:
"My sister is so smart, how could she be deceived!"
Seeing that the two of them had reached the small tea room, Fang Langyou quickly changed the topic:
"Why did today's ceremony go smoothly?"
As he spoke, he sat down on the main seat of the tea table in the tea room. When he saw the tea table, there was a box of cigars on the place where the tea leaves were placed. He opened it and took a look at it. It was the sign of his singing reward, so he handed it to his uncle. I got one, and I took out one too.
Fang Xinshui took the cigar handed over by Fang Lang, sat down opposite Fang Lang, and said:
“The rituals have been rehearsed long ago, so what can go wrong.
However, I found that Hongmen was not as powerful as I thought. In fact, the local churches only had so much respect for Mr. Situ of the main church. "
Fang Lang, who was putting the cigar under his nose and smelling the fragrance, smiled and said:
“Hongmen is not an organization with centralized power, and each hall has its own leadership.
If you really have to obey the command of the main hall in everything, I won't let you raise the flag of Hongyi Hall.
If you really want to do this, why don’t you find yourself a mother-in-law?
All we need is this name and Hongmen's influence around the world. From now on, when we go out, we can always find some connections no matter where we go. It is always safer than rushing in blindly.
By the way, you have to be careful when dealing with people in Hongmen. There are many people here who are not good people.
The relationship was useless and was sold directly. "
Fang Xinshui cut a cigar and said with a smile:
"Is your uncle that stupid? After all, he has been in the world for so many years. How could he not understand that the world is dangerous?
This time I finally figured it out. The so-called unity of Chinese compatriots and safeguarding the interests of Chinese people are just slogans.
These people only care about business and profits.
But Mr. Situ still has some feelings. "
"Haha...Why, I have received such a great education from this first meeting. It seems that I have experienced something today!"
Fang Lang looked at his uncle and said with a smile as if it was true.
Fang Xinshui had nothing to hide from his nephew, so he directly told everyone that they were looking for him to do business, and also said that everyone only wanted medicine and not food.
In particular, Wei Shichang, the leader of Nanyue Yixing Hall, wanted to increase the price.
After saying that, he smiled with disdain.
Fang Lang stopped what he was doing when he heard the name of South Vietnam. He couldn't help but think of what Vivian said about France starting a war in Indochina. After thinking about it, he slowly said:
"This guy from South Vietnam is so eager to get penicillin. Is there a war starting there?"
Fang Xinshui obviously didn't understand the situation there, so he could only shake his head and said:
"I'm really not sure about this. It's too far away from us. If you want to know, I can ask."
Shaking his head, Fang Lang said with a serious expression on his face:
"No, don't ask, I'll investigate through other channels!"
Let Fang Xinshui ask about this kind of thing. The other party is just a Hongmen official. He may have a good understanding of the local situation, but if it is too far into the national situation, he will definitely not be particularly clear. It is better to directly ask the Intelligence Bureau to investigate.
Seeing Fang Lang's serious expression, and thinking of Fang Lang's question just now, Fang Xinshui said with some confusion:
"What's going on? Is there going to be a war over there?"
"It's not clear yet. I heard some news that maybe the French are going to take action there."
"It's so far away from us, we can't control it!"
Hearing this, Fang Lang nodded helplessly and said:
"That's right! The distance is too far and we really can't control it.
Besides, since it is the French who want to take action, it is difficult for us to intervene even if we want to! "
"These French elders, their own country is still in chaos! They actually have the leisure to go to Asia to stir up trouble."
Fang Xinshui lit the match and lit the cigar with some displeasure.
Hearing this, Fang Lang smiled and said nothing more, but looked at Fang Xinshui and said:
"You called me over here. What's the matter?"
After taking a long puff of cigar, Fang Xinshui leaned back on the stool to make herself more comfortable, and then slowly said:
"There is something. After the banquet, Mr. Situ and Ji Wanchang, the master of Hongmen Yiyi Hall in Penang, stayed alone.
They told me that they heard that the Fang family's Global Group had a good relationship with the US military and wanted to purchase arms through our Fang family's channels.
I feel that the other party has ulterior motives and doesn't dare to agree. I won't tell you about this. I'll see what you think about it. "
Fang Lang frowned when he heard this and thought about it carefully before saying:
"The other party didn't mention Shatta Company?"
"No."
"It means that our Fang family has a good relationship with the US military and wants to purchase a batch of arms through us."
Hearing this, Fang Lang fell into deep thought for a while, and then said after a long while:
"Have you ever gotten to know this person named Ji Wanchang?"
"No, when we discussed medicines earlier, he didn't participate. Instead, he stayed alone and said that he wanted to purchase arms from us.
If Mr. Situ wasn't here, I wouldn't even care about him. "
Hearing this, Fang Lang fell into deep thought again. Penang belongs to Malaysia, and Fang Lang would often go there when he was running a boat in his previous life.
But Fang Lang is not familiar with Malaysia during this period. According to the geographical knowledge of later generations, we can know that the current Singapore is a country that split from Malaysia.
Moreover, this country is still a country where Chinese make up the majority.
But the leader of this country seems to be named Li, which is obviously very different from someone named Ji.
Although Singapore in later generations is a developed country with Chinese as the main body, the Chinese in this country are more nationalistic than nationalistic and do not have much sense of identity with their hometown.
Of course, there are not completely no people in this country who yearn for their hometown.
The reason why Fang Lang thought of this was because the other party took such a long detour to find him to buy arms. He was obviously not preparing weapons for the gang to prepare for a firefight.
The biggest possibility is to rebel and form a resistance army or something like that.
With the little knowledge of Malaysian history that Fang Lang said, it is impossible to know what Malaysia is like at this time.
He only knew that Singapore in later generations was independent from Malaysia.
Malaysia has a very large Chinese population. When later generations passed by Malaysia, they also learned that the Chinese seemed to be the second largest ethnic group in Malaysia, but unfortunately their status was only second-class citizens.
And also experienced many racial blood eucalyptus.
If Ji Wanchang really wants to make some moves in Malaysia this time, Fang Lang will definitely take advantage of it.
Now that I have come to this era, I cannot just watch the Chinese being harvested by those Malay monkeys again.
Thinking of this, Fang Lang did not hesitate and said directly to Fang Xinshui:
"Let's do this! You make an appointment with the other party tomorrow, and I will chat with Mr. Ji Wanchang."
Hearing this, Fang Xinshui knew that Fang Lang already had an idea in his mind, nodded and asked:
"Where is Mr. Situ?"
After pondering for a moment, Fang Lang knew that since the other party found Fang Xinshui through Mr. Situ, Mr. Situ must also be an insider, so he just started chatting together, so he said:
"You and Mr. Situ come together! Let's sit down and talk together."
"Okay, I'll call them when I get back."
After the negotiation was concluded, Fang Lang did not leave immediately. Instead, he lit a cigar and sat in the tea room, smoking while carefully recalling the impression of Malaysia in later generations.
I hope I can do some homework in advance.
Thinking of the French's actions in South Vietnam, he picked up the phone again and called Blackwell of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, asking him to provide him with some intelligence on Southeast Asia.
I couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied that I couldn't get enough information.
It seems that my own investigation department needs to increase investment! In the future, these places where Chinese people live will have to send intelligence personnel to collect local intelligence on a regular basis.
After a cigar, Fang Lang returned to his family and stayed with Lilith and Vivian chatting with his parents and grandfather until very late.
The next day, Fang Lang got up early, brought gifts, and accompanied his grandfather to the Baji Boxing Gym, less than one kilometer away from his home, to visit his master, Baji Quan Li Yunze and his family.
This newly built Baji Boxing Hall is very large and is a Chinese-style courtyard with three entrances.
On the heavy red door, which is about one foot high, there is a huge mahogany plaque with "Li's Eighth Level Boxing Gym" written in gold paint.
After entering the gate, there is a huge martial arts training ground, which can accommodate more than a hundred people to practice boxing at once.
At this moment, in the boxing gym, there are already more than 30 young people between the ages of 10 and 16 or 17, led by Li Yunze's son, squatting on horseback and practicing pile skills.
Li Yunze's son, Li Xiangang, looks about the same age as Fang Lang with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he is actually younger than Fang Lang. He is just twenty years old this year.
Judging from his appearance, he is an honest and honest person, and he does have real skills at hand.
When I saw him practicing boxing with these young people in the martial arts gym, with his serious look, I knew that they must have received the true inheritance from the master.
Grandpa Fang Jiayong obviously came to the martial arts gym often. Everyone nodded and said hello to the old man when they saw him.
Li Xiangang said hello to the old man, and when he saw Fang Lang coming in, he was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized what he was doing, stopped what he was doing, smiled and said to Fang Lang:
"Junior brother, you are here!"
Yes, although Li Xiangang is younger than Fang Lang, he is Fang Lang's senior brother.
