Wan Chongxin stared at Fang Lang in amazement. He had never thought that Fang Lang's goal was so grand. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and urgency. But thinking about the funds required for such a large plan, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Although I don't know what the container ship you are talking about is. However, according to your plan, the investment we need will be very huge, and we don't have that much money now!"
Fang Lang certainly knew that there was no concept of container ships at present, and this was exactly where Fang Lang's confidence in becoming bigger and stronger came from.
"I will give you the concept and design of the container ship during this period. You'd better hurry up to set up a shipyard and recruit several ship designers to complete it with me.
We also need to set up a special company to conduct research and apply for global patents for container terminals and port machinery and equipment. Believe me, this will be something that can change the world.
You don't have to worry about the money. We are not going to do it all at once, but rather, we will do it one place at a time. We will first set up a company in the United States, then acquire shipyards in the United Kingdom and France. Once the locations of shipbuilding companies in Italy and Germany that we are optimistic about are recovered, we will enter the market as soon as possible. The scale of the shipyard does not have to be very large, but it must have a slipway to build large ocean-going ships. "
Wan Chongxin was excited to hear about his boss's grand plan. With such clear direction, they would have to carry out the rest themselves.
But I am still young after all. From a young man who knew nothing, I was entrusted with important tasks by the boss. Now the company has grown to more than a hundred people, and it is already very difficult to manage. Now the boss wants to expand the stall so much, and my ability is not enough!
Now according to the boss's plan, at least five new large companies will be established, including Global Trade, Global Shipping, Global Shipbuilding, Global Steel, Global Port Machinery and Global Terminals. I am too busy to handle all these tasks!
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"I understand. I'll start making arrangements when I get back. I wonder when the boss will have time to come to the company. Your office can be empty all the time. The company's employees all want to meet you! Also, you have such a big plan now. I'm definitely not capable of completing it alone. Can you see if you can recruit a few more suitable people?"
Wan Chongxin's attitude made Fang Lang very satisfied. Such a big plan could not be left to him alone. This was not a question of trust or not. If he was responsible for everything, then these companies would become his one-man show in the future. So, should he be the boss or should he be the boss?
"How about this! Please help me make an appointment with a big lawyer and an accountant in New York tonight. I will talk to them in the company's conference room after class. I wonder if there are any headhunting companies in the United States now!"
Fang Lang packed the breakfast that he had already finished, put it back into the oil paper bag, and stood up.
"Headhunting company? Do you mean a company that specializes in recruiting high-level talents?"
Wan Chongxin cleaned up the mess on the table while looking up at Fang Lang.
"Hey! It really exists! Have headhunting companies in the United States existed so long ago?"
The history of the headhunting company obviously touched Fang Lang's blind spot in knowledge. When Fang Lang heard Wan Chongxin mention the company that specialized in recruiting high-level talents, he knew that this must be the predecessor of the headhunting company.
Wan Chongxin did not find that the question raised by Fang Lang was problematic. What did you mean by there was a headhunting company so early? If not, where did you hear about it?
If someone with ulterior motives heard it, his identity as a time traveler might be exposed. However, people in this era do not have such wild imaginations and certainly do not have the concept of time travel. Even if he told others that he came from the future, not everyone would believe him.
"If the company you mentioned is the one I understand correctly, I do know of a company called Dick Dylan Talent Search, which was founded in 1926. They specialize in finding suitable executives for companies."
"In that case, you can place an order with their company and recruit outstanding management and senior technical personnel for us. Notify me when the interview is scheduled and I will interview them personally."
Since there is such a professional company now, professional things should of course be left to professionals! This has always been Fang Lang's creed.
"Okay, boss, I'll contact them when I get back. I wonder if you have anything else to tell me!"
Fang Lang looked at his watch. It was almost eight o'clock. Fang Lang also had to prepare to report to school. He shook his head and said, "Not for now. I will go to the company tonight. If there is anything else, we will talk about it then. It's getting late now and we need to report. You should go back early too!"
When Wan Chongxin heard that his boss was going to report, he quickly stood up and said, "Okay, boss, I'll go to work first. Do you need me to pick you up in the evening?"
Fang Lang waved his hand casually and said, "No need. I don't know when the settlement will be made. I can just call a car to go there after I'm done."
"Then see you, boss!" Wan Chongxin said, picked up the garbage, opened the door and walked out. When he got to the door, he did not forget to nod to De La Torre who was guarding outside.
After Fang Lang and De La Torre packed up, they could not wait to rush to the training location of West Point Military Academy. When they arrived, several classmates were already sitting in the classroom. Everyone looked at them with scrutiny, especially when they looked at Fang Lang, two of them were obviously disgusted.
Fang Lang had experienced this kind of look many times, and he knew that he was facing racial discrimination. Although he didn't know which country these people were from, if he had the chance, Fang Lang wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson.
De La Torre on the side noticed the looks of several people and stood up immediately. Although Fang Lang was much younger than him, he was very impressed by Fang Lang.
And now Fang Lang took him back to the destroyer, and the most advanced destroyer, as the deputy captain. This made De La Torre regard himself as Fang Lang's confidant. Now he saw that someone dared to disrespect his superior, which he could not tolerate.
Fang Lang stretched out his hand and pressed down on De La Torre's shoulder. With Fang Lang's current strength, De La Torre couldn't stand up. He could only glare at the eyes of several people and sat down angrily.
Fang Lang was also very angry about this kind of discrimination, but now this is a military camp, and the other party just gave him a look and did not provoke him, so Fang Lang would not fire the first shot.
If anyone dared to provoke him verbally, Fang Lang would definitely let him know why the flowers were so red. Soon, everyone arrived one after another.
After the classroom was filled with about 30 people, no one came in. Soon, a middle-aged white man with blond hair, dressed in casual clothes, walked up to the podium and began to introduce himself.
"Hello everyone, I am Professor Maxim from the Navy's School of Naval Command at West Point Military Academy. I am responsible for teaching you the functions and roles of each system of the Fletcher-class destroyer, their basic working principles, and how we integrate and use them in war. These are related to your life and death on the battlefield, so I hope you can take it seriously."
Then he just started teaching at the podium without organizing any activities like students introducing themselves or electing class monitors. He didn't even know whether there was a class teacher, Fang Lang.
It was only at the end of the class that a young military student came in and handed out a student handbook and a timetable to everyone. The student handbook clearly stipulated everything during the study period, including the punishment regulations.
Because the entire class was made up of white students and Fang Lang was the only yellow person, when the military school student handed out the handbook and class schedule to Fang Lang, he looked at Fang Lang with a strange look and did not communicate with Fang Lang at all.
This made Fang Lang very angry. At least this was the first time he felt real racial discrimination after traveling to Brazil. Although no one had any verbal conflicts with him, ignoring him throughout the whole process was actually the biggest discrimination.
After class, several students would often gather together and point fingers at Fang Lang, which made Fang Lang very unhappy. When Fang Lang was in modern society, China had already risen in the world, and many people were proud to learn Mandarin. Although some white people discriminated against Chinese people, they had never encountered such a situation as now.
When I was in Italy, I didn't feel this kind of discrimination, maybe because I was wearing a military uniform. I didn't feel this kind of blatant discrimination even on the American transport ship. But now in the American classroom, I was discriminated against by students who came from nowhere.
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