Fang Lang was very satisfied with Ante Polman's performance, poured a cup of tea again and handed it to the other party and said:

"Very well, then I'll be relieved.

By the way, what is the situation of our schools that train people in the aviation industry? ”

As soon as Ante Polman heard this, he understood that Fang Lang saw the company's talent shortage and always had to recruit from European and American countries, and hoped to start his talent echelon training plan as soon as possible.

After taking the tea handed over by Fang Lang with a grateful face, he took a sip of tea and moistened his throat before slowly speaking:

"Boss, as far as I know, Chairman Fang attaches great importance to this school, and the school's infrastructure has basically been completed, but because the school is not very famous, there are not many students in the school, only a few classes.

Now the excellent designers of our company are working part-time in the school, and the students who feel that they have potential are also brought to the company to learn directly from the teachers.

But I personally feel that these are not enough, if you want this school to grow quickly, in addition to the investment in infrastructure, you also need to find an excellent manager.

and more professional teachers and professors.

We people are not professional in education, so we ......."

As soon as he said this, Fang Lang understood what the other party meant, and after a little thought, he also agreed with the other party's statement, it seems that this school itself really needs to pay more attention to it.

Otherwise, it may be difficult for the school to train enough professionals by relying on his father alone, after all, everyone is not professional, and if a school is good enough, his airline will not have to worry about talents in the future.

It's a pity that neither I nor the people I know know seem to be very good at education! It's a real headache.

First of all, the most involved are definitely the Brazilian Police University and the Aviation Academy. He was even an important participant in the joint naval and army officer schools.

There is also a secret spy training school in the investigation department, of course, this is absolutely secret, so you can not talk about it.

However, in addition to these military colleges, our company also has a lot of talent training needs, as well as scientific and technological research and development needs, and the best way to do these is to establish a research university.

Now I have a school next to the Fangyuan Aircraft Manufacturing Company in São Paulo that trains professionals in the field of aircraft manufacturing.

It is also preparing to establish a medical school in Brazil based on the hospital it is building on.

In Porto Alegre, there is a research institute specializing in computer-related research, and it is also planning to establish a school related to electronic science and technology, relying on computer pioneers such as Konrad Chuze.

There is also Wilbur Serrano, who is engaged in machine tool research, is also a genius in construction machinery, such talents are only used for research, which is obviously a serious waste.

Two days ago in the Mercedes-Benz company, a management master like Edwards Deming, who was finally remembered by himself, obviously can't just be used for research.

If you think about it, you really need to set up a few private universities!

Fang Lang, who understood his predicament, did not continue to ask Ante Polmann about the construction of the school. You'll have to plan for it later.

If you can't make good use of such a good resource in your hands, it will be a ruin.

"Hmmm! You have a point, so be it!

This time, you go to Europe and see if you can find some real talents in education, preferably in science and engineering.

I have to think about it, I can't waste our school! You have to put it to good use. ”

Ante Polman saw that the boss had thought for a long time before giving himself such an answer, and while he was relieved, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

Although he voluntarily gave up the management of this school, if the boss is really ready to do a big job, as the leader of an aircraft manufacturing company, he will definitely benefit in the end.

Seeing that the boss seemed to be a little absent-minded and began to think about the problem, he didn't continue to say anything, just nodded seriously and said:

"Yes, boss, I see."

The two of them, who had negotiated everything, quickly ended the conversation. Ante Polman also needed to go home to pack his bags and travel to Europe to conduct the recruitment of the hand.

And Fang Lang left the aircraft manufacturing company with a lot of concern and returned to his new house.

Because of his home, the family returned home early, and when they saw Fang Lang coming back, their mother Yang Xiuer immediately began to eat.

It was rare to have a reunion with his family, and Fang Lang did not bring his thoughts to the dinner table, but as a father, Fang Xinshan still saw that his son seemed to be preoccupied, so as soon as he finished eating, he pulled Fang Lang to the tea room.

The charcoal in the small stove was very hot, and the father and son, who had just finished eating, were fanning the wind with a pu fan while waiting for the clay pot on the small stove to boil.

Fang Xinshan swayed the pu fan in his hand while placing the tea set on the tea tray neatly, while Fang Lang took the initiative to take out a box of Wuyi Mountain big red robes from his hometown from under the tea table.

Pick out some with a teaspoon and pour into a gaiwan.

"Lang'er, I see that you seem to have something on your mind today, what's wrong, aren't you satisfied with today's inspection?"

Fang Lang was stunned when he heard this, and looked up at his father.

"You can see that?"

Fang Xinshan knew that it should be nothing big as soon as he saw Fang Lang's expression, so he glared at Fang Lang angrily and said:

"Knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, don't think that now that your wings are hard, you can't handle you."

Hearing this, Fang Lang begged for mercy again and again:

"Yes, yes, you are Lao Tzu, I am a son, I will never escape from your palm."

Looking at his son's dog-legged performance, Fang Xinshan smiled and nodded with satisfaction, and before he could say a few more bold words, the old man walked over with a dragon-headed cane.

In fact, the old man's body is still very strong, and he doesn't need crutches at all, but I don't know who found a mahogany material for the old man, with a mighty shape and a finely carved dragon head crutch.

made the old man love it, and since then he has been unable to leave his body, both as a pretending artifact and as a weapon for beating people. Fang Lang had also weighed this faucet crutch with his hands, the weight was not light, and he didn't know where the old man got his strength.

Unexpectedly, a guy who can pestle such a heavy one, effortlessly, comes and goes freely. Even, when exercising in the morning, I have to hold a cane and practice the crazy wand method.

Fang Xinshan, who was about to make a bold speech, heard the thud of the old man's crutches touching the ground, he still bothered to speak, and hurriedly got up, walked two steps forward to hold the old man's other hand, and wanted to invite the old man to take a seat.

Who knew that the old man didn't care about pushing the other party away, and scolded in his mouth:

"I'm not old enough to need help, go and go, go and go."

Seeing this, Fang Lang covered his mouth and snickered, and took the initiative to step forward to help the old man. His own good grandson came to help, but the old man no longer shirked, and accepted it as a matter of course.

Leaving the father alone in the wind, his expression dazed. It's not that you don't need to help, but you don't need me to help!

After Fang Lang helped the old man to the chair and sat down, he came to his father's side again and gently pushed the other party, and he reacted, and his expression management was almost out of control for a while.

I heard that the old man had already taken the initiative to ask:

"Good grandson, what are you talking about!"

Hearing this, Fang Lang also took two quick steps, came to the old man and sat down, and said to the old man:

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I went to the aircraft factory today to inspect and learned that the development of supporting schools seems to have encountered a bottleneck."

Seeing that Fang Lang had already started chatting with the old man, Fang Xinshan could only return to the tea table in a huff and continue his work as a tea-making tool.

The old man was originally a person who attached more importance to education, cultivated the martial spirit of the Chinese, and asked for the increase of martial arts courses in Chinese primary and secondary schools.

As soon as he heard Fang Lang mention the matter of the school, of course he attached great importance to it, frowned, and asked with a little doubt:

"Supporting schools? Is it the one that your dad built next to the aircraft factory, the school for training aviation specialists? ”

Fang Lang didn't expect the old man to know about this, so he nodded hurriedly and said:

"Yes."

"Hit a bottleneck? What do you mean? ”

It seems that his father glanced at it and saw that the other party did not take the initiative to speak, so Fang Lang said:

"Today, I went to the company to arrange several important R&D tasks for them, but unfortunately we have a serious shortage of relevant technical personnel, so I can only arrange for the company's CEO to go to Europe to recruit suitable researchers.

I thought that it would not be possible to recruit from abroad all the time, it was not our own talent. Therefore, I wondered if we could make use of these foreign talents to train more of our own people.

But now that the school has been built, it has not recruited many students, and there is no suitable school administrator, so I feel a bit of a headache. ”

When the old man heard this, he glared at his father dissatisfied, obviously, he meant to blame his father.

Seeing this, he hurriedly explained:

"I can't blame my father for that, it's just that the foundation in Brazil is so poor that it's hard for us to find the right talent."

Regarding his son's behavior of relieving himself, Fang Xinshan only glanced at Fang Lang, and did not say too much, in fact, without Fang Lang saying it, he had already noticed this situation, so he also said directly:

"Actually, I've been aware of this problem for a long time, but because our school is new, there isn't much visibility and not many students are willing to study in our school.

At present, these students in the school are still our influence among the Chinese, and from the Chinese young people, we have found some young people who have completed high school and mobilized them to enter the school.

Local students in Brazil have no interest in our little-known school. ”

Fang Lang was stunned when he heard this, and said with some surprise:

"Do you mean that local students don't want to go to our school because our school is not well-known?"

Fang Xinshan nodded with some distress and said:

"In order to find students, I organized people to go to various high schools in São Paulo and Rio to distribute leaflets and organize recruitment drives, but no one paid attention to them."

When Fang Lang heard this, he fell into deep thought, it is indeed as his father said, the reputation of a school is indeed very important, if he accumulates the reputation of the school step by step, of course, there is no problem.

He believed that there were so many big people in his school, and sooner or later the school's reputation would be world-famous, but he didn't have that much time to wait.

Is there any way to get the school a reputation quickly! Of course, it is to make this school have a well-known enough faculty.

However, Brazil has a poor foundation and does not have a corresponding academic atmosphere, so it is difficult to attract excellent teachers naturally.