Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat

  Chapter 17 American Souvenirs

One hundred dollars is not a small income in this era. Fang Lang's words made de la Torre speechless in shock, because he used to be able to get a little respect from the crew as the first mate, on average every month It can be about thirty dollars, but now Fang Lang said that as long as he does his job well, he can get an extra one hundred dollars a month in allowance.

   This kind of thing is simply a fantasy in the Brazilian army. It's all the subordinates who pay tribute to the chief. When did the chief start giving allowances to his subordinates privately.

  Della Torre looked at Fang Lang in a daze for a long while, then swallowed his saliva and said, "Mr. Captain, I listen to you."

  Fang Lang saw de la Torre's expression, and said lightly: "You go back first! You will see my promise soon!"

   After speaking, he turned and walked towards the Colonel's office. De la Torre's words reminded Fang Lang that although he was backed by the Americans, if there was a rumor about wanting to be in the Brazilian army, he must be as light as dust! How can I say that I am also a man with money ability now.

   Fang Lang first went to the warehouse to get two cigarettes, took out the cigarettes inside, stuffed some American souvenirs in, and strode to the office of Colonel Atilio Parisi, commander of the Brazilian Navy.

  Because he doesn't know who is under his jurisdiction now, it may be because of the direct arrangement of the Americans. As a small second lieutenant officer, Fang Lang's job was directly arranged by the naval commander. This is also good, directly find the biggest leader, without making a difference to the middleman, and the cost is lower.

   "Report! Lieutenant Fang Lang, I have something to report to you!" Fang Lang held a small satchel in his hand and knocked on the door of Colonel Atilio Parisi's office.

   "Come in, Second Lieutenant Fang, didn't you just leave? Why did you come back so soon? What's the matter?" Mr. Colonel looked at Fang Lang suspiciously.

   "Reporting sir, this is the first time this subordinate came to report to you. He was careless and accidentally stepped on a flower at your door. I came here to apologize to you!" Fang Lang looked serious.

   Colonel Atilio Parisi is a little confused. What does it mean that he has a bad memory? When will there be flowers and plants at the door?

   "Did you remember wrongly, there are no flowers at the door of my office!"

"Report sir, it's because I was afraid of your punishment after I stepped on it, so I already threw it away. To express my apology, I brought some American native products over here, hoping to make up for your loss." Take out the prepared gift and put it on Mr. Colonel's desk.

   Mr. Colonel saw Fang Lang put a cigarette on the table, and finally realized what Fang Lang meant. Glancing at the unsealed cigarette case, I thought to myself, what does it mean to look down on someone! Am I a smoker? And it's still unpacked.

   "Okay! I see. I don't need to come here to apologize for this trivial matter. It is more important to hurry up and get back to familiarize yourself with your team."

   Seeing that the colonel didn't open the cigarette case to see what was inside, Fang Lang was worried that when the time came, Mr. Colonel gave it to someone else, so wouldn't he be performing for the blind? Hastily said: "Sir, I hope you don't dislike the souvenirs I gave you. This kind of souvenirs need to be smoked one by one. If you smoke one by one, you will be very sad."

  Fang Lang's words made Mr. Colonel unable to fix it again. What do you mean I need you to teach me to smoke, and I smoke one by one, not one by one. Picking up the cigarette and looking at the place where it was opened, his pupils shrank, and he quickly covered the cigarette case with his hand.

   Turning his head to look at Fang Lang's expression, it was a wonderful expression, astonishment, embarrassment, blame, worry, doubt, and happiness. The expression on his face kept changing, and after a while he laughed loudly and said, "Fang, isn't it just a flower? Is it worth your special trip? Come and sit first, have a cup of coffee, you don't have to worry about work. Hurry up, we still have plenty of time."

"Reporting sir, thank you very much for your generosity. You are so busy with work, so I don't want to disturb you too much. Before our fleet departs, I will report to you again. If you need to bring something for your family in Brazil If you have something, please let me know, and I will come to pick it up right away and deliver it back to your home in person." Fang Lang saw that his gift had been delivered, and Mr. Colonel had accepted it, so he didn't hesitate anymore and was ready to visit next sir.

   Colonel Atilio Parisi also wanted to see how many local products there were, so he stopped keeping Fang Lang: "Okay then! Go back and work hard, and good news will come soon!"

   Mr. Colonel's words made Fang Lang a little confused, what good news, he just reported to the barracks, what good news can there be. Without entanglement, he said "Sir, goodbye." He left Mr. Colonel's office.

  The office of Lieutenant Colonel Graham of the logistics department is near the storage area. Since he has never been there, he went around and asked a few people before he found the place.

   After knocking on the office door, it took a while for a woman to respond: "Who is it?"

"Excuse me, is this Lieutenant Colonel Graham's office? I'm Lieutenant Fang Lang, I have something to report to the officer!" Then I heard a rustling sound inside, and a white woman with a variety of styles opened the door Walked out, cast a wink at Fang Lang, then turned his **** and walked away.

  Fang Lang was done thinking about it, it was not the time to disturb the chief's good deeds, will this be put on small shoes! I don't know if it's too late to turn around and leave now. Just as Fang Lang was still thinking about whether to leave, Lieutenant Colonel Graham's voice came from the room: "Please come in!"

  Listening to the emotionless voice from inside, Fang Lang was so embarrassed that he could dig out two rooms and one living room with his toes on the ground. But now that he has declared his name, he can only bite the bullet and push the door in.

   "Report sir, when you came out of Mr. Colonel's office just now, something was left behind, and I sent it to you!"

   The room was very warm, with the smell of women's inferior perfume, and a special smell. Fang Lang knew what it was, so he felt a little nauseous.

At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Graham seemed to be indifferent, and while slowly putting on his obese body a military uniform that did not fit well, he turned his head and said to Fang Lang: "Something is missing, what is it?" something!"

  Fang Lang didn't talk nonsense, and directly put the cigarette case on the table in front of Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. Mr. Lieutenant Colonel picked it up casually and looked at the opened seal. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile began to appear on his oily and sweaty face.

   "Haha. Thank you, Second Lieutenant Fang, for making this hard trip. This is indeed my property, and he is very valuable. Second Lieutenant Fang, please see if there is anything I can help you with. I must express my gratitude."

  Fang Lang didn't expect that Lieutenant Colonel Graham would be a master who would do things for money, which made Fang Lang's original dislike of him lessened a lot.

  Thinking about it, I don’t think there is anything I need his help to do. This gift of souvenirs is actually because he knows these two officers in the Brazilian army now. Burn the cold stove, say hello, and hope that when good things happen in the future, I can think about myself. In fact, Fang Lang didn't think there were many souvenirs sent out this time. The colonel was worth four thousand dollars, and the one in front of him was only three thousand dollars.

  Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration: "Reporting officer, there is nothing on my side that needs your help! You told me in the morning that we are mainly responsible for transporting the spoils back home, so I don't know how many spoils you have here!"

"That must be a lot! It's a pity that our transportation capacity is not enough, and the shipping route is not safe, alas! This is my biggest headache. Now you are the only transport ship, and I don't know when it will be transported!" Fang Lang The question clearly hit Lieutenant Colonel Graham's sore spot.

   "Is it like this? Maybe I can help you a bit!"

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Lieutenant Colonel Graham beamed with joy and said, "Second Lieutenant Fang, what can you do, tell me quickly, if you can solve my big problem, I will definitely apply to the officer for you Promotion reward."

  Fang Lang hurriedly said in surprise: "Sir, are you serious?"

   "Never break your promise!" Lieutenant Colonel Graham assured with a serious face.

  (end of this chapter)