(I finally modified it, more than 200 words more than yesterday's chapter.`)

Sitting on the high-back seat that once belonged to Hitler, Xu Jun reached out and gently brushed the red cowhide tabletop on the desk.

"According to your order, everything here remains the same as he left, my Yuan." Borman stood at the desk, reporting to his new owner with a humble look on his face. Xu Jun did not answer, and he raised his hand and looked at his palm.

"There will be a dedicated person to clean tomorrow." Borman quickly added.

Xu Jun nodded and pulled open the upper level drawer on the left hand side.

"Ah, it's really still here." Xu Jun took out a notebook from it with a look of surprise.

"This is still a gift I gave him. I hope no one has seen the contents inside." Xu Jun glanced at Borman and opened the notes.

"I can swear, no one dares to flip the things in this room without your permission, including me, my Yuan." Borman explained with a nervous look.

"Don't be nervous, I believe you, Borman, sit down and talk." Xu Jun waved his head slightly and motioned Borman to sit down.

"Thank you very much for your trust, my Lord." Borman sat down on the sand chair in front of his desk, his waist straightened.

This is an elegantly decorated office desk, but the height is not very high. There are two rows of four drawers on both sides. The corners of the columns and the drawers are inlaid with walnut decorative panels. The surrounding area of ​​the desktop is also walnut. The tabletop is covered with red cowhide, and a light green wool felt pad is inlaid in the middle near the edge of the table, which is convenient for the owner to write and approve documents here. There is an elongated black marble-carved stationery seat on the table, which is placed with ink bottles and ink boxes. There is an ink-absorbing mill next to the right hand, which looks orderly, and it shows the owner's paranoia and love for order.

Closed the notebook, Xu Jun raised his head and stared at Martin Borman sitting upright in front of him, as if he wanted to find something from the other party's eyes. Martin Borman also looked back at the young Yuan intently, knowing that this was a test for him by the other party.

"Borman." Xu Jun's face filled with a smile. The other party's reaction was not beyond his expectations.

"My Yuan." Borman bowed slightly.

"You are a smart person, smarter than anyone around Hitler. Don't deny this." Xu Jun raised his hand to stop the other party's words.

"I have been far away in France during this period, and the whole of Germany is actually under your control. You can fully support your own team and even try to undermine me. After all, your relationship in the party is deeply rooted and has many political allies and confidants. But in the end you didn't do this. I wonder why. Three months ago, we might have been allies. But now you see, you and I have become superiors and subordinates, so I think there are some things that should be discussed openly and honestly, which will help deepen the trust between us." Xu Jun touched the table, staring at each other's pupils.

Martin Borman was not in a hurry to answer. He sat in the chair, tilting his head and breathed a sigh of relief, looking like he was relieved.

"I have always been looking forward to you asking me this question, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly. You must have heard my prayer to God, my primordials." Borman said respectfully.

"It may be a bit outrageous to say this, my primordials. But I want to say that if I did as you said before, it would be impossible to sit here and talk to you anymore. I am very clear that all my power comes from Hitler. Without his trust and support, I am actually nothing. Himmler, Goebbels, and even Niu Little, maybe they have their own teams. But I don't. All my power comes from those who sit in this position. As long as I leave this person, everything will leave me, including the so-called political allies and confidants.`

I believe there must be someone around you who can replace me. Maybe you have more than one or two quotas prepared. You can replace me at any time. You know that the military hates me, the cabinet is wary of me, and local officials are afraid of me, and they call me a shadow. Indeed, I am indeed the shadow of Yuan, and I know very well that I can only be a shadow. Even if I can remove the brains of any Nazi unit at will, it does not mean that they will be willing to obey my will because the name of the order comes from Yuan, not me, Martin Borman.

My Yuan. I swear to God that I have never imagined to be able to sit in this position. I just want to be a shadow with peace of mind, serve a great man, and be protected by him. I am willing to be loyal to you because of this reason. You are the only person I have seen who can be compared with Hitler, and only you can replace him. Apart from you, there is no other person in this country, which can make the army, political parties and government officials willing to obey one person's leadership.

I can't do this, Goebbels can't do it, Himmler, Schacht, and Ribbentrop even more. Any of us will come to power, and the government will immediately fall into a chaotic internal struggle, and there will be no other result. By that time, I have lost my lord protection and will be the first to kick out. I am completely sure of this. No one knows my friends better than me." Borman replied with a respectful look, while carefully observing Xu Jun's expression.

The result made him feel that the situation seemed to be a little strange, because no matter what he said, Xu Jun's expression did not change at all. From the beginning, the Imperial Yuan had been sternly sternly with that handsome face. Ying's eyebrows raised slightly, and the ice-blue eyes as deep as the sea stared at his eyes. What made Borman even more frightened was that he could not see any human feelings in these eyes.

"I am willing to be loyal to you, formal and unreserved. I hope you can continue to trust me. I will become your best assistant. I will solve many difficult problems for you. You know my ability, so, my Yuan." Martin Borman stood up with a panic look on his face and bowed to Xu Jun.

"Babababababa." Xu Jun leaned on the back of the chair, and he raised his wrist and gently clapped.

"I'm right, you are indeed a very smart person. I don't need to listen to your explanations. We are actually very clear about these reasons. I just want to hear your last sentence, surrender to me, be loyal to me, and put your own position, Borman. Just like you said yourself, if you lose my trust, you are nothing. If you didn't say the answer I wanted today, you wouldn't have a second chance to say these words." Xu Jun's face showed a cold sneer that made Borman shudder.

"You are a smart person, so I can give you this opportunity to make you my shadow." Xu Jun's mouth curled slightly, revealing his snow-white teeth, especially the beautifully shaped canine tooth attracted Borman's attention.

"Thank you very much, I will not let you down, my Yuan." Borman lowered his head respectfully, his tone full of gratitude.

"Very good, I just hope you cherish the opportunities I gave you and do the job I gave you well. You will find that I am a more generous master than Hitler. You will get everything you want from me. Borman, you just need you to keep your loyalty to me." A trace of warmth finally appeared in Xu Jun's eyes.

"You won't be disappointed with this, my dime." Borman replied respectfully.

"Okay, let's talk about the issue of this office now." Xu Jun pulled open the drawer and put the notebook on the desk back into the desk.

Finally, after getting through a difficult situation, Borman couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. At this time, he felt that the back of his shirt was soaked with sweat. If Martin Borman had no ambition at all, he wouldn't believe it if he said it. However, if he had answered Xu Jun today, a small part was a performance, and most of it was sincere. He really didn't have the courage to play tricks with Xu Jun. Although this idea had happened for a moment, it was immediately extinguished by him.

Because Borman knew very well that compared with the apostle of God, he was not on the same level at all. The other party wanted money, soldiers, and people, but he only had a single scammer. At the moment of the Great Purge, Xu Jun showed a lot of hidden strength, scared many bystanders, including the shadow minister of the Nazi general. If he didn't even know this, it would be impossible for him to reach his current status by Hitler. In Borman's mind, he had expected Xu Jun's beating him, but he didn't expect that the other party's personality was so firm and decisive, and he almost made it true. Thinking of the cold eyes before, Borman still felt a little cold behind him.

"I think I can add a screen to the east to separate the rest area." Xu Jun stood up and walked to the desk. Just as there was no conversation before, he patted Borman's shoulder and pointed at a circle of sand in the distance in the rest area.

Hitler's office was amazingly large because the Yuan was trying to show off his style of a great power everywhere. In fact, there were many offices with the same spacious space in Europe at that time, especially those royal families with a long history. They were used to choosing a gorgeously decorated hall in the palace as an office space. In addition to showing off their country's national strength to visiting foreign guests, they could also put psychological pressure on their ministers and subordinates. The huge room would make people feel insignificant, psychologically fearing where they are and extending to their masters.

It is said that Hitler deliberately put his desk on the side of the office in order to make the visitor go a long distance to reach him, so that he can observe the visitor's pace and expression during this period to judge the other party's attitude and purpose. However, in Xu Jun's view, this is another rumor that spreads rumors. The visitor's purpose of the visitor has long been investigated by the German intelligence department, so Hitler needs to observe and judge.

Xu Jun was not interested in what Hitler thought, so the layout of this office had to be made again. What is the habit of carrying the office desk on the east and west? It is the kingly way to carry the south and north. Besides, a desk is placed alone against the wall. With this circle of decoration, it looks like a lobby manager, without this circle of decoration, it looks like a warehouse keeper. (To be continued.)

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