The drunken white man discovered that Ivar Beard ignored him and shook hands with a yellow man. He became angry and shouted angrily:
"Ivar Beard, you bastard, are you tired of living? How dare you ignore my existence.
And this damn yellow-skinned monkey, how did you sneak into our factory, where is the security guard? Damn bastard, get him out of here. "
As early as when he came out, the guards around him had already noticed the drunkard. When they saw him approaching Fang Lang with a bad tone, the guards had already surrounded him.
It's a pity that this guy was obviously drunk and didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation at all. He just walked straight towards Ivar Beard and Fang Lang.
It turned out that the guards were just on guard to prevent the drunkard from hurting the boss, but when the guy made racially-sounding remarks, one of the guards did not hesitate to pull out his pistol and shoot the strong man in the knee.
He directly smashed the opponent's right knee to pieces. The drunkard lost the support of his right leg and fell to the ground with a loud bang. He didn't cry out in pain at the first moment, but shook his head, as if he didn't understand. How could I fall?
He put his hands on the ground and tried to get up from the ground. He didn't know if he touched his broken knee and felt the pain from his knee.
Suddenly he let out a cry similar to that of an injured beast!
"ah!."
His reaction, which seemed a little sluggish due to drunkenness, finally recovered a little, but only a little, and he still roared:
"Ah! Bastard, you're dead! I'm going to kill you."
While howling, he raised his head with his hands on his hands, trying to see clearly who dared to hurt him like this. But as soon as he raised his head, his eyes that were reddened not knowing whether it was due to drunkenness or pain, he saw a huge The soles came straight towards him.
"Bang!" With a sound, the fat face and the sole of the shoe came into contact at a negative distance. He clearly felt the sound of broken nose bones, and then two warm breaths spurted out along the nostrils. .
At the same time, the whole body of the person fell to the ground from the state of leaning down, and the back of the head came into close contact with the solid concrete floor.
Then the white drunk man felt his eyes darken and completely lost consciousness.
The sudden sound of gunshots alerted everyone in the factory. Everyone looked here involuntarily. Three security guards in uniforms with pistols ran out of the guard room next to the side door.
However, before the other party could get close, several guards came forward and identified themselves. After the security guards confirmed the identity of the guards, they took back their weapons and returned to the guard room under the escort of the guards.
Considering that there were weapons in the security room, the two guards entered the guard room directly and temporarily controlled the security guards in the guard room.
Most people panicked and began to hide away from the gunfire, or closed the door tightly to hide in a safe place.
In particular, most of the German technicians who came from Germany must have experienced the war and very consciously began to look for bunkers and hide themselves in places they thought were safe.
This apparent lack of security made many local Brazilians sneer. They obviously could not understand the fear of gunshots among those who had experienced real wars.
There were even more ignorant Brazilian workers who wanted to come over and watch the excitement. After being driven away by the guards who were on alert all around, they were still reluctant to leave and hid in the distance to watch from a distance.
Ivar Beard, who was shaking hands with Fang Lang and talking, was even more frightened by the sudden gunshot. Fortunately, Fang Lang, who was shaking hands with him, patted the back of his right hand very calmly and said:
"Don't be nervous, my guards may have overreacted.
Is it convenient to find a place to sit down and have a cup of tea? "
When Ivar Beard heard this, he glanced at Fang Lang in shock, and soon glanced at the drunken white man who was being kicked to the ground by a tall guard.
He saw the other party lying on his back in a very awkward position, with his legs bent and pressed under him by his own fat body. The knee of one of the legs was bloody and bloody, and the whole ground was covered with blood. A large area was dyed red.
The drunk white man had already fallen into a coma.
Two more strong men in suits picked up the unconscious drunk man and dragged him away from the scene like a torn sack.
A long trail of blood was dragged across the entire ground. This sight made Ivar Beard swallow hard.
This strong white man was his fellow countryman, a guy who came from Germany together. Because of his relationship with Homero Wenger, he was appointed as the warehouse supervisor some time ago. It turned out that when he was still the workshop director, he often drank with him.
But ever since I was kicked out by Homero Wenger to work as a warehouse keeper, I don't know if it was under Homero Wenger's instructions. I always find ways to torment myself every day, completely forgetting the friendship between compatriots.
Although I hate the other person very much, when I see him like this, my mood is indeed a bit complicated, with a hint of joy and a hint of sadness.
When he looked at the young boss who was still looking at him with a smile on his face again, Ivar Beard swallowed hard and said:
"Boss, I'm available at any time!"
Fang Lang saw that the other party seemed to be frightened by this scene, so he stepped forward and patted the other party on the shoulder and said:
"Don't be nervous, my guards are not thugs, they are elite soldiers with strict training. The reason why they treat this guy like this is because of his racist remarks.
I am a very reasonable person, and I will definitely respect those who respect me.
Anyone who despises me will pay the price. I think this gentleman must have deeply realized the price of despising me.
And those who are my enemies.”
Speaking of this, Fang Lang seemed a little hesitant, not sure how to express himself. It seemed that after thinking about it carefully, he finally gave up helplessly and said:
"Okay! Anyone who is my enemy will not live long."
Ivar Beard was so choked by Fang Lang's words that he didn't know how to answer for a moment. But he also noticed from Fang Lang's attitude towards him that Fang Lang didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him.
Although he didn't understand where the other party knew his name and why he wanted to see him, he still forced himself to calm down and glanced at the direction where the drunken white man was dragged away again with some anxiety.
He said a little nervously:
"Is he going to be okay?"
Fang Lang glanced at Ivar Beard in front of him strangely, thinking that this guy wouldn't have a Virgin personality! However, he will not let go of those who make racist remarks against him just because of the intolerance of the guy in front of him.
So he said without any care:
"Don't worry! He'll be fine!
My people will take him to God! Hope God can forgive his sins. "
Ivar Beard was a little relaxed after hearing the previous words, but the following words directly put his mind at ease and grabbed him, making him almost stop breathing.
Looking at the calm young man in front of me, I broke into a cold sweat for no reason, as if the person in front of me was no longer my boss, but a devil.
Fang Lang was not so violent originally, but today's Porsche factory did make him accumulate enough anger in his heart. If he could not vent it, he was worried that it would be difficult for him to sleep peacefully tonight.
Unfortunately, the strong man bumped into Fang Lang's gun.
And Fang Lang just used this guy to establish his authority and let the Germans in the factory recognize their positions again and stop having some inappropriate thoughts.
As for Homero Wenger's action, it just gave Fang Lang the opportunity to eat up Porsche's German capital. After all, the other party's behavior can be regarded as the Germans tearing up the agreement.
Moreover, the German Porsche Company secretly smuggled the Tiger tank development data from Germany into the joint venture data and took them out of Germany. As a member of the Allied Powers, Brazil can impose its own penalties.
Fang Lang believed that this behavior must be supported by Porsche Germany. He had the handle of Porsche Germany and did not worry about the other party not submitting obediently.
When the time comes, Germany will not only not protest against its execution of Homero Wenger and others, but may even be grateful to itself for helping the other party silence them.
Of course, before silencing these people, Fang Lang must ensure that Porsche Germany proactively transfers the other party's shares to him. In this way, the Porsche factory in Sao Paulo will become a wholly-owned enterprise of Fangyuan Group.
Ivar Beard obviously couldn't understand Fang Lang's inner thoughts. He just felt a little cold now. He didn't know how to continue communicating with Fang Lang. He could only keep crossing himself and praying.
When Fang Lang saw this, he shook his head with a smile, patted the other party on the shoulder and said:
"Come on, let's talk somewhere else."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Ivar Beard glanced at Fang Lang's back, then looked at it again. There was no dried blood on the ground, and he crossed himself in front of him again.
He didn't catch up quickly until Fang Lang had walked more than ten meters away.
Fang Lang heard the rapid footsteps coming from behind, a smile appeared on his lips, and he continued walking forward without looking back.
When he arrived at the factory's office building, he found that there were several more vehicles parked downstairs. It was obvious that people from the investigation department had arrived. He didn't say much and just walked up to the office building on his own.
Ivar Beard, who was following behind, also followed Fang Lang closely. This was the first time for Fang Lang to come to the Porsche office building in Sao Paulo. He didn't know which office to look for. After taking a look at the situation in the office building, it was obvious that Everyone else is busy.
He could only look back at Iva Beard behind him and said:
"Do you know where the general manager's office is?"
Ivar Beard, who was confused by the big commotion in the office building, was stunned when he heard this. He looked at his boss with some surprise. After confirming that the other party really didn't know where the general manager's office was, he became a little numb. The nodded.
Fang Lang didn't bother to care what the other party thought and said directly:
"Then let you lead the way for me!"
Seeing the other party standing there looking around, he couldn't help but urge:
"What else are you looking at? Lead the way!"
To be honest, I can't blame Ivar Beard for looking around nervously. After all, the office building is now full of armed guards. These people are accompanying another group of unknown people to search around.
This made Iva Beard a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.
Hearing Fang Lang's urging, he hurriedly came to his senses, nodded quickly and said:
"Okay! Okay!"
Then he walked to Fang Lang's side slightly nervously, stretched out his arms and pointed in the direction of the stairs, signaling Fang Lang to go upstairs. Fang Lang stopped being polite and strode upstairs.
As soon as they reached the second floor, they saw Homero Winger and others at the corner of the stairs, who were being escorted by two investigation department personnel. The investigation department personnel and guards all stood at attention and saluted when they saw Fang Lang.
Homero Wenger also took the opportunity to look up and saw Ivar Beard who was accompanying Fang Lang at a glance, which made his eyes instantly burst into a cold light.
If looks could kill, Ivar Beard would have died with a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
(End of chapter)
