This is the story of a modern sailor who accidentally becomes a soldier in the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, and, by relying on his foresight, eventually becomes the head of the largest financial ...
Fang Lang burst into laughter when he heard this. It seemed that his little cousin had grown a lot and changed a lot during this period of time!
"Then it's settled. I'll give you a week to go back and make the handover. Then, follow me to Europe and the United States."
Yang Kun obviously didn't expect that the first thing he would do after taking this job would be to go to Europe and the United States. He looked at Fang Lang with a puzzled look on his face and said:
“Why go to Europe and America?”
Fang Lang raised his hand, motioning for the other party to drink tea. After Yang Kun finished the tea in the cup in front of him in one gulp, Fang Lang picked up the fairness cup and continued to refill the other party's cup.
While adding tea, he said with a smile:
"I will arrange for other people to set up the company and do the initial preparations. You and I will go to Europe and the United States first. We are going to learn from several well-known universities and see if we can discuss cooperation and start our university first."
I thought I had figured out the other party's plan, but it turned out that I was a little narrow-minded. It turned out that elementary and middle schools were just small fry, and what the other party wanted was to run a private university.
I am just a graduate of a normal school with a secondary technical school degree, and now I want to participate in the establishment of a university on my own. Isn't this an international joke?
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Staring at his cousin in astonishment, Yang Kun even began to stutter.
"Brother, you... you are kidding! I am just a technical secondary school student. I have confidence in managing a primary school. I can also try to manage a junior high school if I grit my teeth. But if I manage a high school, it would be like forcing a duck to do something. I am afraid that the students will drive me off the stage.
You are now letting me participate in the establishment of the university, this... this is too much of a compliment to me!"
Seeing Yang Kun being frightened by his words and unable to speak clearly, Fang Lang laughed loudly, and it took a long while for him to calm down and said:
"Haha...what are you thinking about! I'm not asking you to be a teacher in school, so what does your academic qualifications have to do with it?
I haven't been to university either! If you say so, then we don't need to think about setting up a university!
Don't worry! You are neither a university president nor a university teacher. As an investor, you are responsible for preparing for the construction of the school. You only need to focus on the quality of teaching, look after the school's finances, ensure the school's safety, and manage the school's logistics.
And you don’t have to be responsible for these things yourself, just put the right people in the right positions.
What we want to run is a research-oriented university with an open atmosphere. We should give more freedom to experts and professors with real abilities and provide more support for their research work.
Create an open academic atmosphere and organize more influential academic conferences.
We should manage students in schools with a lenient admission policy and a strict graduation policy, and not allow students who have not learned any real skills to graduate from our schools with a diploma."
Fang Lang said it simply, but Yang Kun didn't dare to take it lightly. This is a university! He hadn't even been there, and now he was asked to set up and manage it. Isn't this the same as asking the university to go to school? It was ridiculous to think about it.
If he had known that this education investment company would become so big, he would have run away long ago. But now that he has agreed to his cousin's promise, he is in a difficult position.
Yang Kun's flickering eyes naturally could not be hidden from Fang Lang's eyes, and he would not give the other party a chance to regret.
He stood up and patted the other person on the shoulder and said:
"Okay, it's happily decided. You still have to work in the afternoon, so I won't keep you for lunch.
I am also going to prepare to go back to Natal for work. Remember to meet me in Natal in a week, and we will travel to Europe and America together."
After saying that, he got up and left, leaving the other person alone in the tea room.
Yang Kun was in a daze and didn't know how he walked out of Fang's house. He just felt his legs trembling. When he came to his senses, he was already back to school.
Looking at the elementary school he had built, he still felt a little unreal. He turned his head to look in the direction of the Fang family, sighed softly, and walked slowly into the school.
Along the way, students and teachers kept greeting him, and he politely responded one by one. As he walked, his mind, which had been a little dazed, gradually became focused, and he felt as if he had received a baptism.
Looking at the primary school students running in the sun, a smile appeared involuntarily at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gradually became firm.
He knew very well in his heart that Fang Lang trusted him by entrusting him with such an important matter. After taking a few deep breaths, Yang Kun's gradually determined eyes became brighter and brighter. He looked through the window, across the school, and at the sky in the distance. Unconsciously, he was no longer hesitant.
And at this moment, in the Fang family residence.
"Boss! You can't treat us differently! We are all industries you introduced. You can't treat us differently like this!
No matter what, you must come to our company today to guide our work."
Fang Lang looked at the guy in front of him with a wry smile.
"Didn't I have someone write down my thoughts and send them to you? Why do you want me to go there alone? Don't you even have this much management ability?"
The one who blocked Fang Lang at the gate of Fang's house was Homero Wenger, the general manager of the Porsche factory in Brazil.
"Boss, our Porsche can't be compared with Mercedes-Benz! You'd better go to the factory and take a look!"
Hearing this, Fang Lang was stunned and glanced at the other person up and down with some displeasure. As a result, this guy was still fearless, with an expression of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, blocking Fang Lang and not letting him leave.
After all, he was the general manager of a branch of his group company. Although Fang Lang was unhappy, he couldn't really do anything to him in public. He suppressed his anger, looked at him coldly and said:
"Then tell me, what is the difference between Porsche and Mercedes-Benz? You are both companies that produce cars, and I give you the same support. Now tell me, what is the difference between you two?"
Hearing this, Homero Wenger looked at Fang Lang's face carefully for a while, and found that Fang Lang was really angry, so he sighed helplessly and said:
"It seems that you, Boss, really don't understand the situation of our Porsche!
Porsche does not have as deep a foundation as Mercedes-Benz. Our company’s first boss, Mr. Porsche, was originally the chief engineer of Daimler, and he also designed several very representative car models while at Daimler.
But after the merger of Daimler and Benz in 1926, Mr. Porsche proposed to produce a production car that everyone could afford. After being rejected by the board of directors, Mr. Porsche left Benz.
It was not until 1931 that, with the support of several investors, a design company was established to develop engines for cars, airplanes and ships.
It was not until 1935, when Porsche designed the Beetle, that we had our first independently designed and produced car. It was also mass-produced as a national car.
After the "Beetle" went into production, we started the research and development of the "Tiger" tank, and had no energy to develop other models.
After the war, Mr. Porsche and his men were imprisoned by the Allies, and we lost our direction.
If you hadn't come to Germany to rescue us, we might have all been reduced to begging on the streets. So, it's not that we don't want to develop more new models like Mercedes-Benz.
Rather, our strength has been severely damaged, and even the chief designer has been detained by the Allies. We no longer have the strength to develop new models!"
Fang Lang, who originally had an ugly and unhappy expression on his face, was instantly stunned after hearing what Homero Wenger said. The Porsche in his impression was the high-end car brand that produced 911, Cayenne, and Panamera in the future!
Now tell me, is Porsche now Volkswagen? It produces the Beetle, what's going on? It also developed the Tiger tank, is that true?
Hey! Developing the Tiger tank? That means we have the ability to develop tanks. That seems possible!
I swallowed and recalled carefully when I first introduced Mercedes-Benz and Porsche from Germany. It seemed that I didn't pay much attention to what models Porsche produced!
It couldn't be such a big mistake! After all the efforts, Porsche could only produce the Volkswagen Beetle, but Fang Lang was not disappointed soon.
After all, the Volkswagen Beetle is a classic car! It was still in production when I traveled through time. Although it has undergone many modifications, it has never been completely discontinued.
Moreover, according to what the other party said, the Beetle is a national car, which means that like the Ford T-car, it is good value for money!
After carefully observing Homero Wenger's expression for a while and confirming that he was not lying, he began to ask:
"Is what you said true?"
Homero Wenger nodded sullenly.
Seeing this, Fang Lang patted the door of his car and said to the driver:
“Let’s go to the Porsche factory in São Paulo!”
The driver certainly had no objection to where to go.
He immediately received the order and said:
"Yes, boss!"
Fang Lang got into the car and took a look at Homero Wenger who was still standing next to the car. He patted the seat next to him in dissatisfaction and said:
"What are you still standing there for? Get in the car!"
At this moment, Homero Wenger realized that Fang Lang had agreed to visit the Porsche factory in Brazil. He quickly opened his boss's car door and jumped into the car.
"You said you don't have the ability to develop new models, so are all the people in your design department still there?"
Looking at Homero Wenger who was sitting next to him with a nervous look on his face, Fang Lang suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked.
"Some of the company's key designers followed us to Brazil, but some were imprisoned in Germany. However, I heard that the Allies began to release our personnel at the beginning of this year."
“Have you contacted them? Do any of them want to come to Brazil to work?”
“Yes, Boss! We have helped some of our friends to come to Brazil.
But our company's most important chief designers are key members of the Porsche family, and they have not been released yet.
Our new product development plans have not been able to make much progress.”
This made Fang Lang very dissatisfied. He never thought that the earth revolved around any one person. Now the guy in front of him told him that because the chief designer was not in place, their work could not be carried out. This made him feel very ridiculous.
At the same time, he was also very alert. It was not difficult to hear from the other party's words that they hoped to be led by someone from the Porsche family to continue their work.
Although this may indeed allow Porsche to get back on track and regain its glory as it did in later generations, it is hard to say whether the Porsche at that time will be the Porsche of the Porsche family or the Porsche of the Fang family.
The Homero Wenger in front of him was actually not the general manager candidate arranged by Fangyuan Group to join Porsche. After the joint venture was established, Fangyuan Group hired a manager who had served General Motors of the United States for nearly 20 years to serve as the general manager of Porsche Brazil.
However, two months after the completion of the Porsche factory in Brazil, the other party took the initiative to submit his resignation to Fangyuan Group. Then the German deputy general manager named Homero Wenger became the general manager of the company.
At this moment, Fang Lang felt that this matter was obviously not simple.