Without waiting for Lin Pingfan's response, Guo Heixiong said angrily: "My eldest brother asked your principal to come to pick up the person. If the rightful owner doesn't come, I have to ask my eldest brother to see him. It's hot summer here, what are you putting on!?"
Guo Heixiong's words made Kurokawa's face darken and he glanced at him: "Underground forces are underground forces after all. Even if they become good, they will not change their nature. They don't have any courtesy in the hot summer."
When he was told this, Guo Heixiong was furious on the spot: "You little devil who rides on a horse, say it again!? Believe it or not, I'll slap you all over the floor!"
There was a tense situation between the two. As long as Kurokawa said another word, Guo Heixiong would never get used to it and would definitely go up and beat him.
However, Kurokawa did not continue to answer the conversation. He sneered and turned to Lin Pingfan: "Mr. Lin, I'm not here to greet you. It's Principal Qidao who wants to meet you."
"The principal has been in hot summer for thirty years and knows the etiquette of hot summer. However, the principal himself is not in good health and it is inconvenient to come in person. That's why I asked you to invite you to the school with the utmost sincerity."
Lin Pingfan raised his eyebrows slightly. It was interesting that they were not here to pick up anyone.
"Well, I also want to meet this principal of Country R, who has great influence in the education industry in the hot summer."
Lin Pingfan did not refuse.
It wasn't that he wanted to see the principal, but that he wanted to see that elite school.
He was really curious about that school.
In addition, what shocked him was that Kurokawa seemed to be very aware of the changes in Haizhou every moment.
Even Guo Heixiong and the predecessor of Hong Xinghui knew about it, and perhaps he also had an in-depth understanding of Yunhua Group.
Later, Lin Pingfan followed Kurokawa into the car, but before getting on the car, he told Guo Heixiong that the workshop would stop working for a day to 'entertain' the troublemaking R-countrymen.
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The commercial vehicle was driving on the highway, with Lin Pingfan and Kurokawa sitting in the middle seat.
"Mr. Lin, I can feel that you seem to have a lot of opinions about Country R." After a long period of silence, Kurokawa was the first to break the silence.
Lin Pingfan looked out the car window with no expression and said: "It's not that I have any big opinions, but there is a wall full of hatred."
The corner of Kurokawa's mouth twitched, and a fierce, but fleeting, smile appeared in his eyes: "Decades have passed since that incident, why does Mr. Lin still remember it so much?"
"There is an old saying in the hot summer, it's time to retaliate. When we meet, we can forget all the grudges."
"Since that is the matter of the older generation, why should we, the younger generations, inherit that hatred!?"
Listening to Kurokawa's words, Lin Pingfan narrowed his eyes.
In today's hot summer, I don't know how many people have been brainwashed by such rhetoric and have forgotten their original hatred.
The comments and comments on the Internet are like ice picks, which is chilling.
Without the desperate fight of the older generation, there would be no peace today.
How can those group of Internet Madonnas and Traitors lie in bed peacefully and play with their mobile phones!?
"So, even if the factory island was bombed to the ground by the 'little boy' from Country M, can you just smile and let go of your grudges!?" Lin Pingfan spoke with disdain and asked with sarcasm in his eyes.
Until this question was asked, Kurokawa's face darkened instantly and his anger rose.
"you……"
Lin Pingfan waved his hands angrily, too lazy to talk to him.
If I can hit him without a single punch, I already have enough patience with him.
Kurokawa took a few deep breaths before forcing him to suppress his inner anger and stop asking for trouble on this issue.
The car fell silent.
More than half an hour later, the commercial vehicle drove into the elite school in the old city.
The old city of Haizhou is relatively economically backward, and young people either move to other districts or go to other cities.
Those who stay in the old town are all older people.
This elite school was built in the old city. There were few pedestrians on the streets, only vehicles passing by.
When you arrive at the elite school, the first thing you see is the tightly closed fence.
The fence, which originally had a distance of thirty centimeters, has been firmly blocked by steel plates, making it impossible to see the scene inside from the outside.
This includes the door as well.
Even the protruding teaching building has thick curtains drawn, so students and teachers in the classroom cannot be seen.
The school gate opens and commercial vehicles drive in.
A few passers-by passed by and looked inside curiously, but were scolded by the security guards and left.
Entering the school, the exterior building is about the same size as a middle school in Yanxia.
The huge playground is located in the middle of the school, with brand-new sports equipment. Three five-story buildings surround the playground.
Teaching buildings, dormitories and office buildings.
Without exception, the windows of these buildings are covered with curtains.
The car stopped in front of the office building. When he got out of the car, Lin Pingfan looked around.
At this time, three female teachers walked out of the office building. They were uniformly dressed and had the same short hair. They greeted Kurokawa respectfully when they saw him.
Their Yanxia dialect is very standard, even with the local accent of Haizhou.
If they hadn't been chatting with each other in Chinese when they walked out of the teaching building, Lin Pingfan would have really thought that these three classroom students were from Yanxia.
But this is not what Lin Pingfan cares about most.
Because these three female teachers walked side by side, their steps were surprisingly consistent, and there was no delay whatsoever whether they were lifting or landing.
Anyone with a discerning eye will know at a glance that this has been systematically trained.
"Mr. Lin, Principal Qidao is waiting for you in the office. I will take you up."
Kurokawa's tone had become unfriendly, perhaps because Lin Pingfan mentioned 'little boy'.
"Don't be in a hurry to see your principal."
"It's so easy to come to the mysterious elite school of Country R. Of course I need to visit it."
Lin Pingfan raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards the teaching building without caring about Kurokawa's consent.
Seeing Lin Pingfan's reckless behavior, Kurokawa's face became extremely gloomy.
The driver of the car had murderous intent in his eyes. He took out a samurai sword from the seat of the car and was about to attack Lin Pingfan.
However, he was stopped by Kurokawa.
Cang Vacuum is no match for Lin Pingfan, how can this little driver deal with him!?
So Kurokawa could only acquiesce in Lin Pingfan's doing this.
He swaggered into the teaching building, and Kurokawa followed silently.
The teaching building is very quiet, and you can't hear the noise of students studying or in the classroom.
Standing in front of a classroom door, looking in through the glass window on the door.
A teacher inside was giving a lecture on the podium, with various chemical elements written on the blackboard. Every student was dressed in the same uniform and listened carefully.
When the teacher sends a question, and the students answer it in Mandarin, they will answer it again in Yanxia dialect.
I have walked through many classrooms, and the students in every class are like this.
Don’t lose your native language, but also learn the essence of Yanxia language.
Seeing such a scene, Lin Pingfan's expression became extremely tense.
From the appearance, it is impossible to tell whether these people from Country R are from Yanxia or Country R. They can only be distinguished by their language.
But they spoke Yanxia dialect so fluently and even had a local accent, making it impossible to tell the difference.
If after graduation they flow into major workplaces, the education industry, or even higher-level positions, the consequences can be imagined...