There are indeed other forces behind Old George, and his background is not that simple.
Now Chen Fan is more and more certain that Old George's motive for inviting Su Ruzhen to join was not pure. Of course, it is unknown what they talked about.
But Chen Fan can roughly guess that this is a duel between the traditional automobile industry and new energy.
This battle is left to Su Ruzhen and the others, and Chen Fan also has his own plan.
Ning Xuecheng said that the farm had been negotiated, and she asked Chen Fan to go and have a look.
Chen Fan thought that nothing happened anyway, so he followed her to the farm.
The farm is a bit remote, under a big mountain.
It happened to be a good season. A waterfall flew down from the mountain. Looking around, the mountain in front was like a barrier.
The sloping hillside was green and covered with thick grass, just like what Chen Fan had seen in Lu Wanwan's hometown.
There are not many cattle and sheep here, they are wandering loosely in the grass.
Below the hillside is a farm, which has been mechanized to make it particularly flat, making it easier to work.
A small river meanders through the middle of the farm.
Far and near, there are several families sitting there.
The scenery here is nice and very comfortable.
Chen Fan pointed to the hillside and said, "If we can buy it, we can build a manor there, and everyone can come here for vacation in the future."
"If you like peace and quiet, build a private villa."
Ning Xuecheng just smiled. Originally, Chen Fan believed in her vision, and the place she could see must be good.
So he directly ordered, "Find a way to take it down."
"Don't think about money, just get value for money."
Ning Xuecheng admires his personality very much. He is right, as long as he likes it, he will win it.
Otherwise, what's the point of working so hard?
She happily responded, "Okay, I'll talk to the farmer in a few days."
In fact, Chen Fan didn't say anything, don't care about money, but you must earn back all the money you spend from them.
Whether it's the stock market or the foreign exchange market, using their money to buy their own things is Chen Fan's style.
Coming back from the farm, we passed through Chinatown.
Chen Fan suddenly felt like wanting to visit Chinatown.
There are Chinatowns in many countries and regions around the world. Chinatowns usually retain the living customs of Donghua people, speak Donghua language, and even eat many Donghua specialty snacks.
On the street, Chen Fan came to a stall that made sugar and oil cakes. "Boss, please make some sugar and oil cakes."
The boss was a middle-aged man in his fifties. When he saw the guests arriving, he immediately shouted excitedly, "Okay, do you two guests want to sit down for a while?"
"Just give me a few minutes and I'll be fine."
Chen Fan and Ning Xuecheng sat on the bench next to them. This kind of bench is called a spring bench in China. In some places, it is placed next to the bed to put clothes on when sleeping.
Seeing the boss skillfully frying sugar and oil cakes, Chen Fan asked Xiao Xiao and the others, "Would you like some?"
Xiao Xiao didn't like to eat much, but when the boss asked, she never refused.
"Then let's get a few more skewers. Chen Meng and the others will each get two skewers."
So he asked everyone to sit down. Ning Xuecheng had never eaten these things before, and he had never been so down-to-earth.
At this time, a child came over with a schoolbag on his back, and the boss shouted, "Nanny, school is over so soon?"
The little girl pursed her lips, looking a little aggrieved.
The boss asked, "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"
"Grandpa, someone beat me in school and I was not allowed to speak Donghua dialect."
Chen Fan heard this and went over to ask, "Kid, what's going on? Tell your uncle and he will help you teach him a lesson."
The little girl wiped her tears and cried, "Those white kids bullied me, and they beat me just because I said something in Donghua dialect."
Who is it?
Are you so domineering at such a young age?
Just as the boss brought over the pressed sugar and oil cakes, Chen Fan handed her a bunch of them, "Doesn't Chinatown have its own school?"
The boss shook his head, "It's good to have books to study in. How can I have my own school?"
"The language of all of us here was taught by our elders, and the school does not offer this course."
Chen Fan asked the little girl, "Where is the person who bullied you? Uncle, help you teach him a lesson."
The little girl nodded, "Thank you, uncle!"
She really wanted to take Chen Fan there, but the boss rushed over and said, "Young man, what are you doing? You will get into trouble."
He pulled the little girl back and said, "Forget it, ah, Nannan, don't cry anymore."
"We won't play with him in the future."
The little girl wiped her tears and really stopped crying.
Chen Fan and others were eating sugar-oiled cakes and asked some questions about Chinatown.
After walking around in Chinatown, I saw a group of young children fighting in front of me. They were all young, probably only twelve or thirteen years old.
Five or six white children held down two Donghua children on the ground and beat them. When Chen Fan saw this, he winked at Chen Fan.
Chen Meng strode over, "Little Bi Zai, are you bullying someone?"
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!
He directly gave these white children a big nose bag. Unexpectedly, they were not afraid. After Chen Meng took care of him, they all stared at Chen Meng and said, "You dare to hit me? I will ask the law enforcement officers to arrest you."
"
The leader is a fat boy, just like the fat tiger on TV, he looks like a little bully at first glance.
Chen Meng didn't care. He raised his hand to beat them again, but Chen Fan stopped him. Then he asked the two Donghua children, "Why did they hit them?"
The child said, "This guy often bullies us in this area, saying he is the boss here and not allowing us to speak Donghua dialect."
wipe!
It seemed that they were probably the ones who beat up the little girl just now. Chen Fan frowned and asked in a foreign language, "Why do you want to bully them?"
Fatty's eyes widened, as if you were not worthy of talking to me.
Chen Meng was furious, "Pah!"
Another big nose pocket.
At such a young age, what can you do to pretend?
After being beaten, he said fiercely, "Someone will come to deal with you soon."
yeah!
Chen Meng didn't believe it, why couldn't he take care of such a brat?
He suddenly struck a brick next to him, click!
The bricks shattered with the sound.
"o!"
Unexpectedly, this hand frightened several little guys. Fatty's face changed drastically and he screamed, "Donghua Kung Fu!"
Chen Meng yelled fiercely, "Get out!"
Fatty ran away with a few little kids.
After comforting the two bullied Donghua children, Chen Fan said to Ning Xuecheng, "Can we invest in building a school here? So that the children here can learn their mother tongue."
Ning Xuecheng was stunned, she didn't expect Chen Fan to have such a plan?
However, if you want to build a school, you still need to communicate with the local area, and I don’t know if this plan is feasible.
"If the local government agrees to the approval, what will the teacher do?"
"Teacher?" Chen Fan suddenly thought of a person in his mind.