When Jing Jian and William Little came to the Jung family manor, the baron and his wife came to the door to greet him. This place was also a sea of ​​joy, and Baron Jung also changed his previous seriousness and hugged Jing Jian very enthusiastically: "Bramble, just now, the East German government announced that the border will be fully opened. Germany really has hope of unification, and it will be unified! The nuclear war is far away from us! Hahaha!"

"I'm really sorry!" Seeing that her husband was a little disobedient, the Baroness felt a little embarrassed.

"No need to do this, madam." Jing Jian bowed and kissed, and smiled, "Actually, we are all in the same mood. Today is a happy holiday."

In fact, as the front line of the Cold War in the East and West, China and West Germany are definitely suffering from the same disease. They are not only worried about the steel torrent of the Soviet Union, but also their massive mushroom clouds. Today, the collapse of the Berlin Wall, especially the statement of the East German government just heard, means that the red giant has been infected with severe illness and cannot even be protected from East Germany.

Baron Jung hurriedly greeted: "Bramble, many friends have arrived. I will introduce you first. In a short while, the mayor and several members of parliament will also attend today's banquet..."

As soon as he walked into the banquet hall, Baron Jung hurriedly led Jing Jian and William into the smoking room. More than a dozen guests were waiting in it. After introducing each other, they were all local celebrities and merchants. Obviously, the collapse of this wall seemed to bring about happiness and many of them were caught off guard.

"Mr. Branbur, when we heard the Baron retelling you, we thought it would be difficult to see you in this life." The middle-aged man who spoke was named Bunonan, a big businessman in West Germany, spanning many industries. His words caused a burst of laughter, "We really want to ask again, how do you think the situation in the future will develop?"

"I believe that there should be no obstacles in the unification of the two Germanys?" Jing Jian's words also caused laughter. "My personal judgment is that the Soviet Union will retract the tortoise, and the eight Eastern European countries will become a new market."

"Then what do you think we should do?" asked another Western man in his early fifties. Half inquiry, half inquiry.

"Cooperate." Jing Jian replied without hesitation, "And you are at home here, I just want to have a glass of champagne."

Amid the burst of laughter, Jing Jian's low posture attracted a lot of favor. Baron Jung and his friends were sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai. They also followed Jing Jian in exchange for hundreds of millions of East Demarks. As long as they could be unified, they would definitely make a big profit.

Many things are all the time to go, and the specifics need to be negotiated at that time. And those here are basically interested in the East German industry. At most, with Eastern European countries like the Czech Republic, which have the same language and the same species, other Eastern European countries are not very interested. So it is still early now and we need to wait for the day of real drastic changes.

Only Bunonan suddenly asked Jing Jian: "My friends and I are interested in your land in Warsaw and want to build a shopping mall there. I wonder if you...?"

Jing Jian smiled and pulled William over Xiao: "It's absolutely fine. Manager William is solely responsible for this matter. We only need to reserve a cinema upstairs in the mall and replace some of the shopping mall shares. There is no need to pay any land fee. Moreover, the locations of cinemas in Poland and Bulgaria are also available for you to choose from."

"Haha." Bunonan was quite satisfied, "I heard that you still have many Eastern European currencies in your hands?"

“I guaranteed to give you a discounted price!”

“…”

...

Such a small-scale exchange meeting ended soon, and the guests and hosts were happy, and the banquet began soon. Except for the mayor of Hamburg, almost all the local upper class attended. Thanks to the large area of ​​the Jung family manor, the servants were well-trained, so that they could handle the big scenes of these hundreds of people freely.

Baron Jung could no longer take care of Jing Jian's side. After introducing the mayor and other VIPs to Jing Jian, he hurriedly greeted other VIPs.

Mayor Bates seemed very interested in Jing Jian, the oriental man: "Mr. Branbull, I heard you have an English club?"

"I hope my club can compete with Hamburg for the Champions League. But it seems that Hamburg has a great chance and my dream is still a bit far away." Jing Jian complimented with a smile.

Sure enough, football can quickly bring men closer. Mayor Bates laughed: "If you have won more awards and awards, your and my domestic opponents are very strong." There are many strong players in the English club, and there are even giants like Bayern Munich in the German club.

"So I have always suggested that not only the top leagues of Britain and Germany need to be fully restructured, but even the European Cup need to be restructured. Those small league champion teams can give them opportunities, while the two top league clubs of Britain and Germany should have three or four qualified for the Champions League. Only such a game will be exciting, and the title of the championship is worthy of."

"Well, this is a good proposal." Mayor Bates certainly agreed. Hamburg is also one of the strong German teams. "Bramble, I am a little worried about you. Have you offended the rigid and corrupt FA and are now going to offend UEFA?"

"Mayor, this doesn't matter." Jing Jian smiled and shook his head, "I am Chinese, but I can be the kid who sees the emperor's new outfit. And the football circles of Britain and Germany are too concerned about it, so they are not very convenient for them to speak."

The truth is indeed this. Foreign monks can recite scriptures, which is not a unique culture in China. Amid the laughter, Mayor Bates talked about Xing Dazeng: "Bramble, what do you China think about the Berlin Wall incident?"

"Sorry, I've been attending academic conferences in Munich these days." Jing Jian smiled, "and I'm not a Chinese official and don't understand the official view."

"Don't care, just chat casually. What I asked about is the attitude of the people?"

"The people of our country have always sympathized with Germany's division and compatriots, because we empathize with it, and the country is in the same division. Therefore, I hope that both China and Germany can be unified as soon as possible." Such a panacea political correctness is particularly pleasant. Therefore, at the end of the conversation, Mayor Bates took the initiative to take a photo with Jing Jian...

...

When he left Mayor Bates, William was already pulled away by several impatient businessmen. Jing Jian walked to the side and wanted to get a drink. But at this moment, he felt a black corner of his eyes, a big black man smiled, and a mouthful of white teeth: "Bramble, long time no see?" The CIA Jom spoke, who took the initiative to get a cocktail for Jing Jian.

"Thanks!"

"Can we talk to the side?"
Chapter completed!