Lao Wang said: "You have really decided? Lao Feng, you have given up your work?"

Feng Wantong said: "There's no talk of giving up, just put it first, no one will ask, just develop your brothers." ”

Lao Wang said: "What about our total company plan?"

Feng Wantong said: "You go on, you don't want to develop when we leave? As long as your project is successful, everything else is trivial, and if you need me to do something, you will call. ”

Pan Sohu said: "Yes, it doesn't mean that the relationship between the two of us is broken, brothers have been together for so long, you can squeak if there is anything you can do." ”

Lao Liu frowned and sat on the side, he was the most straightforward and direct person among the six people, and asked, "What is the reason why you have to leave? Can't you make it clear?"

Feng Wantong glanced at Pan Sohu, thought for a while, put down the book in his hand and said, "The two of us were called to go to work, and we can't go away." ”

Lao Liu asked: "Who? You are from the provincial party committee, and Wanning can call you at will?"

Feng Wantong wiped his nose and said, "The one in the tallest building in the capital sent the information about me and Lao Pan to Wanning, and called us to go over." Lao Wang and Lao Liu looked at each other, and for a long time, several people lowered their heads and didn't know what to say.

Feng Wantong said: "If I call you, can you refuse? Forget it, don't look for that trouble, our small company is not a fart in the eyes of others, and it will be gone with a sneeze, and to be honest, we don't want to refuse, who can refuse?"

Lao Wang sat there in a daze, and asked for a long time: "What are you asking to do?"

Feng Wantong glanced at Pan Sohu again, thought for a while and said, "It's not clear, I just called over to report to Wanning County, to County Magistrate Shen, and listen to her arrangement." ”

Lao Wang nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, I wish you brothers to spread your wings and fly high, I have a little too much today, go back to the house and sleep." "I went out and went back to my room, and he was the only one of the six people who took his wife to Qiongdao and lived in a room alone.

Lao Yi and the others also got up and went back to the room, only Pan Sohu and Feng Wantong were left in the room, and the two of them glanced at each other and silently packed up their things.

……

"Don't say it, I really feel full of literary and artistic atmosphere here, and it is worthy of being the birthplace of the European Renaissance. Zhang Xingming and his entourage were standing on the streets of Bologna at this moment looking at the street scene.

It's a big city in Italy, and it's a great example of European romanticism, with a distinctly unscrupulous city of red-roofed buildings and twisted streets, but like the rest of Europe, the city is filled with green lawns and trees.

If you look down from the sky, the whole city is a fiery red, there are no modern buildings, no high-rise buildings, full of medieval style. The tallest buildings in the city are basically church towers and a kind of square building that resembles a chimney and a watchtower.

It is the most important railway hub in northern Italy, the 10th busiest airport in Europe, and the home of Ducati and Lamborghini, Ferrari, Marsala and Jani. The main crops here are cereals and hemp, as well as grapes. It is also Italy's most developed leather centre.

The city is full of bronze statues, and of course, there are football stadiums and universities. The 1909 football club is located in this city.

In a medieval castle, a large red five-story courtyard, Zhang Xingming met Thomas.

Marsalati and Farrali at this time the parent company Benali is a partner and president of Marsalati. Together with Benelli, the racing driver owns the shares of Marsalati and Ferrari.

"Hello Mr. Thomas, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Your lordship les, welcome to Bonaya. ”

The two shook hands and sat down on the large European-style sofa in pure calfskin, with a maid serving coffee.

This is Thomas's office, a former race car driver who knows how to enjoy himself at first glance, and the office is very luxuriously furnished.

"Dear your lordship les, I don't know what I need to do?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Mr. Thomas, just call me Les or Zhang, and introduce yourself, I am the current chairman of the John Double R Group and the founder of the Czech Eastern European Investment and Development Bank. Come to the romantic Italian for the noble elegance of the Marsala land and the furious hair. ”

Tomaby smiled and said, "Your lordship les are interested in Marsala and Falali? Marsaladi, Furra, are all charming elves, the pride of Moldana, like the double R in John. Yes, they deserve the analogy. ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Yes, I agree with this statement, so I came." ”

Thomas said: "Now that Marsala and Fat Rali are developing very well, we will soon have a new pride out of the workshop and into this world, Zhang, I think you will like it then, definitely." So, your lordship les, I might have to apologize to you. ”

Zhang Xingming said: "No, no, Mr. Thomas, don't jump to conclusions so early, we have just met, and lo and behold, the coffee is still hot." I love the car that I was born in. But from what I've learned about the Italian automotive industry, whether it's Marsala, Ferrari or Rimbocchi, they're all having a common problem, aging technology.

If I'm not mistaken, what can Benari offer at a time when the Italian government is trying to promote cooperation and exchange between the various automobile companies in order to bring about or achieve technological progress?

And you, Mr. Tomaby, I admit that you are a great leader, you will continue to move forward with the Mashala and the Ferrari, but you still do not have the technology, the advanced technology.

So at the end of the day, do you want to experience the pride of the past being discounted in the palm of your hand? Or do you want to send Masala or Farali to other people's arms? Fiat, afraid of Ghani, or will Ducati Benari have a chance to surpass Ducati?"

Thomas raised an eyebrow and said, "So what's the difference? Maybe one day, maybe not, that's God's business." But that's not now. ”

Zhang Xingming said: "Thomas, if there really is a day, are you willing to give up Marsalad? or give up the rally. ”

Thomas thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to, damn it, my heart hurts just thinking about it." There won't be a day. Never. ”

Zhang Xingming asked: "So, Mr. Thomas, how do you deal with the rapid development of new technologies and new processes in the world? Slowly watch Marsala become depressed? Watch the hair pull out of the once galloping glory arena? Or do you care about who you give them to under the pressure of the government? Anyway, in the end, you will lose them, completely, lose." ”