Chapter 182: What kind of person is this?

Despite Fairmondo's anger, but the current situation is unorganized by anyone, uh, think about some men who are willing to go to prison for a few years for those few minutes of refreshment, you know, when hormones are on the head, they really don't care about anything.

Even if it's a thoroughbred horse, to put it bluntly, it's a horse, and it's no different from a Mongolian horse, and its brain capacity hasn't gone out a liter.

Therefore, in the face of such a fresh person, Fairmont has no other way but to be angry, "You...... Your racecourse's responsibility, you have to pay compensation!" Fairmont almost went mad, although it was the horse himself who was frightened, but anyway, if he was really looking for trouble, he could still find it.

Ed nodded very dryly and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fairmont, it's indeed our responsibility, we will be responsible for anything else, if you want, we can buy these thoroughbreds at market price." ”

Fairmont choked in his chest, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, fu@ck! Eddard and they are an official organization, and an official organization like this is very poor, and the annual government funding is not much, so buy a thoroughbred?

Do you think I'm a fool? I don't know if Hu Fei gave you the money?

The problem is, he doesn't have evidence, and it's useless for him to have evidence, what organization do people donate money to, it's your business?

Fairmont felt that he couldn't breathe in his chest, because the thoroughbreds he usually liked so much were either being taken on some Mongolian horses, or some Mongolian horses...... It's almost as if someone is in front of him, what his goddess.

"Okay! you're good!" Fairmont didn't even speak, just dropped a few words and turned around and got into the car, when he got into the car, he was so angry that his body trembled, Fairmont is also a person with status in Italy, when has he ever been so disgusted?

"Mr. Fairmont, don't go, I'm really asking about the connection between horse racing and aristocracy and art. Hu Fei said loudly behind him.

As if he didn't hear, Fairmont quickly closed the door, and then the car directly started and turned around and drove out of the racecourse from the other direction.

"Mr. Ed, don't worry, I won't be less than a donation to give. Hu Fei looked at the back of the car and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Hu, for your strong support of horse racing, although you are not Italian, but you love this project more than an orthodox Italian, although horse racing originated in Italy, but now it is lonely in Italy, I see what Mr. Hu just said to Fairmont, if you are not used to his tone, you can name a horse race. Ed, who was standing next to him, looked at Hu Fei and said tentatively.

"Oh?" Hu Fei's eyes lit up, "What do you say?"

"There is a horse racing in Europe, which is equivalent to the European Cup in football, there will be a title every year, and after the title, it will receive publicity from all over Europe, and Mr. Fairmont is in the media industry, he has the largest Italian TV station under his name, and this year Italy is the host country of this horse race, so his TV station is definitely going to promote. Ed said seriously.

"Mr. Ed, I think your racecourse needs to be improved, and I will give you an additional donation of five million euros. Hu Fei almost laughed wildly, he immediately said seriously, whoever tells me that foreigners are rectums in the future, I will throw a stinky sock over.

Yang Yiqing, who was standing next to her, was a little speechless, why are all foreigners wilting and bad now?

"Mr. Hu, you are too polite, Mr. Hu, you are welcome to come here often in the future. A smile immediately appeared on Ed's face.

Looking at these in the racecourse, Hu Fei was very satisfied, Nima, tell me about aristocratic temperament? I will tell you what aristocratic temperament is from today onwards.

After leaving the racecourse, Hu Fei immediately spoke: "Contact the organizer of this horse race, we will participate in the naming rights competition." ”

"Yes, young master. Yang Yiqing could only reluctantly agree, what else could she say? Hu Fei wanted to do something, there was nothing she didn't want to do.

Rather than talking about this, it is better to just do it.

The more Fairmont who left sat in the car and thought about it, the more angry he became, he directly took out his mobile phone and called it, and the other end quickly picked up the phone, "It's me, what we discussed before, how did you think about it?" If you don't agree, there is no need to contact each other, I will not let a Chinese be arrogant on Italian soil. ”

"Okay, then it's decided, wait for your good news, and start it in two days. Fairmont waited for the other party to not know what to say, and then said categorically.

After hanging up the phone, Fairmont sneered twice, Chinese boy, you have to pay for everything you did today, and then you will obediently get out of Italy.

Of course, Hu Fei didn't know this, and went back to the hotel for a night, and he was still waiting for Yang Yiqing to contact him with the organizer of the horse race.

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Hu Fei, who had finished cultivating, had not gone out today, but was thinking about how to contact the organizer of the horse race, Yang Zhengpeng and Holman were followed by two well-dressed people, the middle-aged man who took the lead was about fifty years old, a little more than one meter eight tall, but his weight was estimated to be more than two hundred.

The middle-aged man next to him was a little thinner, and Hu Fei was a little surprised when he saw these people coming, these people Hu Fei didn't know, but he was definitely not the organizer of the horse race.

"What's going on?" asked Hu Fei.

"Sir, this is Mr. Rose Walker, the head of the trade union of the Pegasus Group, and this is Mr. Adoli. Holman began.

"Trade union?" Hu Fei raised his eyebrows, he squinted his eyes slightly, and felt a little in his heart, it was definitely not a good thing for these people to come.

"Yes, hello Mr. Hu Fei, I am the head of the trade union of Tianma Group, Ross Walker, on behalf of the trade union of Tianma Group, I now inform you that our union has been authorized by the workers of Tianma Group, and now there are more than 3,000 trade union members of Tianma Group, including 1,600 front-line production workers of Tianma Group, and more than 1,500 related employees of the headquarters. ”

"We are asking you for a pay increase, and now the benefits package for these workers is not enough to match their value, so we are asking on behalf of the union to give these workers a 70 per cent pay increase, as well as a reduction of five hours of working hours per week and an increase of 10 days of paid vacation per year. The fat man said with a smile.

"Strike?" Hu Fei's expression became strange.

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