Urban: I Am God

Chapter 182 Who is this?

Don't care about Fairmont's anger, but no one can organize the current situation, um, think about some men who are willing to do a good job in prison for a few minutes for those few minutes, and you know that hormones are on top of it. At times, nothing really matters.

This is true of people, let alone animals? Even a thoroughbred horse, so to speak, is a horse, and it is no different from a Mongolian horse, and its brain capacity is not too large.

So, in the face of such a freshman, Fairmont has no other way but to be angry, "You... the responsibility of your racetrack, you need to compensate!" Fairmont almost went crazy, although this was Ma himself was frightened, but anyway, if you really want to find trouble, you can still find it.

Ed nodded simply and said, "Sorry, Mr. Fairmont, it is indeed our responsibility. We will be responsible if something goes wrong. If you want, we can buy these thoroughbred horses at the market price."

Fairmont held back his chest and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, fu@ck! Ed and the others are an official organization, and such an official organization is very poor, and the annual government funding is not much, to buy thoroughbred horses? The **** usually wants the money to be split in half, but now you just buy it with your mouth open?

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

The problem is that he has no evidence. Besides, it is useless if he has evidence. What organization do people donate money to? It's none of your business?

Fairmont felt that he couldn't get out of his chest, because the thoroughbred horses he liked so much were either being ridden by some Mongolian horses, or they were being ridden by some Mongolian horses... It was like Someone was in front of him, so it was like his goddess.

"Okay! You guys are fine!" Fairmont didn't even know how to speak. He just left a few words and turned around and got in the car. When he got in the car, he was so angry that his body trembled. Fairmont was in Italy. You can be considered a person with status, when have you been so disgusting?

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

Fairmont didn't seem to hear it, he closed the door quickly, and then the car started directly, turned around, and drove out of the racetrack from the other direction.

"Mr. Ed, don't worry, I don't have a small amount of money to donate." Hu Fei looked at the back of the car and said with a smile.

"Thank you Mr. Hu for your strong support for horse racing. Although you are not Italian, you love this event more than an orthodox Italian. Although horse racing originated in Italy, it is now lonely in Italy. I think you have just talked to Mr. Hu. What Fairmont said, if you don't like his tone, you can name a horse race." Ed, who was standing beside him, looked at Hu Fei and said tentatively.

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

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

"Mr. Ed, I think your racecourse and these facilities still need to be improved. I will give you an additional donation of five million euros." Hu Fei almost burst out laughing, he immediately said seriously, who will tell me later Foreigners are rectal, so I threw a smelly sock over there.

Yang Yiqing, who was standing beside her, was speechless. Why are all these foreigners now so bad?

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

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

After leaving the racetrack, Hu Fei immediately said, "Contact the organizer of this race. We will participate in the naming rights competition."

"Yes, young master." Yang Yiqing could only agree reluctantly, what else could she say? There is nothing that Hu Fei wants to do that he will not do.

Rather than talking about these, it is better to do it directly.

Fairmont, who left, got more and more angry when he thought about it in the car. He directly took out his mobile phone and made a call, and the other end quickly picked up the call, "It's me, what we discussed before, you guys How are you thinking? If you don’t agree, we don’t have to contact each other, and I won’t let a Chinese arrogant on Italian soil.”

"Okay, then it's settled. Waiting for your good news, let's start it in two days." Fairmont waited for the other party to say something, and then said decisively.

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

Of course Hu Fei didn't know this. He went back to the hotel and stayed for one night. He was still waiting for Yang Yiqing to contact him with the organizer of the horse racing competition. Hu Fei hadn't gone out today, but when he was thinking about how to contact the organizer of the horse race, Yang Zhengpeng and Holman, and behind them were two well-dressed people, the middle-aged man who took the lead was probably in his fifties. , The height is more than 1.8 meters, but the weight is estimated to be more than 200.

The middle-aged man beside him was a little thinner. Seeing these people coming, Hu Fei was a little surprised. These people Hu Fei didn't know, but they were definitely not the organizers of the horse race.

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

"Sir, this is Mr. Ross Walker, the head of the Tianma Group's trade union, this is Mr. Adoli." Holman said.

"Union?" Hu Fei raised his eyebrows. He squinted his eyes slightly. He had some feeling in his heart that it was definitely not a good thing for these people to come here.

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

"We're asking you for a pay increase, and now these workers don't have enough benefits to match their worth, so we're asking on behalf of the union to give these workers a 70% pay increase and a 5-hour reduction in their weekly hours. The annual paid vacation is increased by ten days." The fat man said with a smile.

"A strike?" Hu Fei's expression became strange.

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