MTL - Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat-Chapter 456 instigate

  Chapter 456 Instigation

  After standing in place for a while, General Nero Mora returned to the sofa weakly, sat down on the sofa, and looked up at the ceiling with blank eyes.

  Fang Lang didn't say much when he saw this, but just looked at the other party quietly. There are some things that are useless to say, and in the end he has to figure it out by himself.

   It took a long time for General Nairo Mora to look at Fang Lang, and said helplessly:

   "General Fang, what do you think I should do?"

   Seeing the other party like this, Fang Lang glared angrily, and then said:

   "Look at your worthless appearance, you are the Minister of the Air Force, so you are so easily dismissed?

  If I were you, I might as well find a pillow and kill me. "

  General Nero Mora, who was waiting for Fang Lang to give him an idea, was scolded **** by Fang Lang, and he was completely confused. I thought to myself, I'm already like this, it's fine if you don't comfort me, but you still scold me.

"you you."

   After muttering twice, General Nero Mora couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he could only sigh helplessly, leaned back on the sofa, and continued to look at the ceiling.

   Fang Lang, who wanted to provoke the other party, couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this, this kid won't be so fragile! Can't stand these two sentences?

   "Why, I have nothing to say, just admit defeat like this?"

   Nero Mora, who was looking at the ceiling in a daze, didn't speak, but sat up straight again, looked at Fang Lang, his eyes were red, and he said expressionlessly:

   "Fang, I know what you mean, it's not that I don't want to do something. The main thing is that these people are intertwined and have complicated relationships. I simply can't hold them down.

   Maybe they can replace me anytime. "

Fang Lang didn't know what Neiro Mora was thinking in his heart, but since he knew this, he couldn't turn a blind eye and let this situation develop, so that the relationship that was finally established in the Brazilian Air Force would be lost again. Rebuilt.

   It's not that he doesn't have the ability to find someone to replace Nero Mora, the main thing is that he thinks this guy is actually pretty good. At least he should be an officer with the idea of ​​a strong army.

  So, after thinking about it for a while, he stopped talking around and said directly:

   "Who asked you to suppress them? I mean if you can't beat them, why don't you join?"

   Hearing that General Nero Mora jumped up from the sofa, he looked at Fang Lang in disbelief and said:

   "What? You asked me to join them, do you know what the consequences will be? In less than two years, the entire Brazilian Air Force will be abolished, do you know?"

  Fang Lang looked at Nero Mora with an excited face, smiled, and said nothing. He pointed to his black tea cup, indicating that the other party's tea was gone.

   As a result, the old boy turned his head to one side when he saw this, pretending not to see angrily. This amused Fang Lang, this guy is not too young! Why are you still acting like a child.

   Reluctantly got up by himself, walked to the tea table behind, brought the teapot for making tea over, returned to the sofa and sat down, refilled a cup for himself, and refilled another cup for the other party, then said unhurriedly:

   "I hear what you mean, if you don't join them, the Brazilian Air Force will still be saved?"

  Nero Mora, who was looking resentful, was startled when he heard the words, and didn't know how to answer for a while, but turned his head and stared at Fang Lang fiercely without saying a word.

   Fang Lang picked up the teacup unmoved, took a sip, and looked at the other party with a smile on his face, as if waiting for the other party's answer.

  After the two looked at each other for a long time, Nero Mora was finally defeated and said dissatisfiedly:

   “My values ​​tell me I can’t do something like this.”

   Glancing at the luxurious layout in the office, Fang Lang said in a slightly sarcastic tone with ill intentions:

   "You said you were born as an ordinary second lieutenant in the army, did you want to tell me that your family is poor?

   But look at the luxurious decoration in your office, look at this luxurious sofa, look at this thick carpet.

   Don't tell me it wasn't purchased with Air Force money. "

   While talking, Fang Lang stroked the armrest of the sofa, and from time to time kicked the carpet under his feet with his leather shoes.

   Without waiting for the other party to refute, Fang Lang said directly:

   "Don't tell me you moved this from your own home, and that portrait, I think the color is still new! It can't be left by your ancestors!"

  Nero Mora's face was flushed now, and he couldn't help but get up directly, staring at Fang Lang, and said in a cold tone:

   "General Fang, what do you want to say."

   Seeing the other party did not refute, obviously he was hit by what he said. Although the opponent acted very fiercely, Fang Lang was not frightened, so how could he be bluffed by him.

   This is obviously the performance of being aggressive and inattentive. He waved his hand indifferently, motioned for the other party to sit down and said, looking at the other party without any fear in his eyes, and saw that the other party was still staring at him and did not speak.

   Fang Lang couldn't help showing a smile, and continued to say unhurriedly:

   "Okay, General Mora, everyone is our own.

  We can understand this kind of thing, you didn't spend my money to decorate the office, I don't care how luxurious your office is! We all risked our lives in exchange for today's wealth, what's wrong with enjoying it?

  I know that you just embezzled part of the funds to create a better working environment for yourself, so that you can better serve the country!

  I understand all of this. My office is much bigger than yours. Do I have to lower my standards? "

   As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted the arm of General Nero Mora, who was standing in front of him with a displeased face, and motioned him to sit down.

Seeing Fang Lang's attitude, General Nero Mora also understood that the other party was not looking for trouble for him, but this sounded really ugly, so he shook off the hand that slapped his arm with dissatisfaction, and hated Sitting down, he said in a bad tone:

   "What the **** do you mean?"

   Fang Lang didn't take it seriously when he saw this, he just smiled slightly, took a sip from his teacup and said:

  "I still don't get what I mean? At the end of the day, everyone is the same, why not just join them?

  At least we have more principles and bottom lines than them.

   In your capacity, after joining them, you should turn your back on the customer and leave these things to you to take the lead!

  If you were the leader, at least you wouldn’t organize research and development of projects that are obviously backward!

   I have to say, these guys are really stupid. If it were me, I would definitely apply directly to study jet trainers. That thing can apply for more funding, and it needs continuous investment.

   This will not only benefit yourself, but also do something good for the Air Force. It's better than their foolishness, aren't you right? "

  General Nero Mora never imagined that Fang Lang would say such logic. It sounds like there is no problem, but he feels that something is wrong.

  However, the jet trainer in Fang Lang's words caught his attention, and he looked at Fang Lang in disbelief and said:

   "You mean, your Fangyuan Aircraft Manufacturing Factory already has the ability to manufacture jet aircraft."

  Glaring General Nero Mora angrily, Fang Lang said dissatisfiedly:

   "Is this what I'm talking to you about now?

  What good is it if we can build jets, or missiles, if you don't have full control over the Ministry of Air Force? "

   "What? You can also make missiles?"

   At this moment, Fang Lang had to admire this guy. Although he might be suspected of being a public servant for personal gain, he was really keen and attentive to the new equipment of the Air Force and the development of the Air Force.

   Turning his eyeballs, Fang Lang quickly thought about it and said:

   "Are you stupid, the turboprop engine has already been built, and the jet engine is still far away?

  As long as real money can be poured into it, won't it be a matter of time before a jet plane can be made?

well! It's a pity that there are a group of idiots who want to study piston engines, and I am convinced. "

  After listening to Fang Lang's words, General Nero Mora stood up a little impatiently, and started pacing back and forth in the office, slapping the palm of his left hand with his right fist.

  Muttered to himself:

   "That's right, our aviation industry has already started, and it must not stop. With turboprop engines, jet engines and missile engines will follow.

   Soon our Air Force will be able to fly jet engines and fight with missiles.

   No, no, these **** must not ruin the chances of the rise of the Brazilian Air Force, I want to take back the rights of the Air Force.

   Yes Yes Yes Research more advanced aircraft.

   To **** with the **** piston engine! "

The last sentence, General Nero Mora almost yelled, startled Fang Lang, who had been watching from the side, thinking, this old boy doesn't look very good at his head, he won't Be fooled by me!

  Fang Lang was so frightened that he was trembling all over. Before he could react, he saw General Nero Mora turned around and stepped directly in front of Fang Lang, grabbed Fang Lang's hand, and held it tightly:

   "General Fang, you're right, we can't let those idiots succeed, the development of new projects must be led by us.

   Yes, that's us. Only you and me are the ones who really understand technology and know what the future aircraft will look like.

  Since they want to make money, we use their mentality to apply for more suitable research projects.

  With them, we will definitely get more research and development funds and carry out more research projects, yes, that's it! "

Fang Lang grinned and watched the other party chattering here, his face flushed, not because the other party was persuaded by himself, and he was excited, but the old boy was holding Fang Lang's hand too hard, pinching Fang Lang Almost called out.

  Finally, I still couldn’t resist breaking the defense and said:

   "Hey, hey, hey, if you have something to say, tap hiss lightly.

  You're right, they don't understand aviation technology, we are the experts, ss.ah! Let go of your hand. Quickly let go, hiss, what you said is right.

   Let go quickly."

   Hearing Fang Lang's intermittent words, General Nero Mora reacted, let go quickly, and touched Fang Lang's hand honestly, apologizing repeatedly:

   "I'm sorry! General Fang, it's me. I lost my composure."

   I don't know why, Fang Lang always feels that the guy opposite is doing it on purpose, but he can't seem to find any evidence.

   But considering that the other party seemed to have turned a corner, he didn't bother with the other party. While rubbing his palm, Fang Lang thought, does this old boy have kung fu in his hands?

  My physique, and I often practice martial arts, even though I was suddenly grabbed by him in a surprise attack, it shouldn't hurt so much!

  "You're right, you just want to tell them that the outdated products they came up with are nothing more than small-scale troubles, with no future, no money, and thankless effort.

   If you want to do it, you should do high-tech, big projects, not only have high-end products, but also get more money.

  You can still see the real product, even if someone comes to check it, you can't find the problem.

  If you can integrate into this interest group and bring them greater benefits, they will definitely support your work, so that you can completely control the Ministry of Air Force. "

  General Nero Mora also nodded with a smile on his face when he heard the words:

   "You are right. I will reorganize their meeting this afternoon and tell them clearly that their methods are too low-level. Only by following me can they make a lot of money."

  (end of this chapter)