Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 468

  Chapter 468 Lack of teachers

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

   "Very well, then I can rest assured.

  By the way, what is the situation with our schools that train talents in the aviation industry? "

  When Ante Polman heard this, he understood that Fang Lang had seen the shortage of talents in the company and always had to recruit from European and American countries. He hoped to start his talent echelon training plan as soon as possible.

   After taking the tea handed over by Fang Lang with a grateful expression, he took a sip of the tea to moisten his throat before slowly opening his mouth and saying:

   "Boss, as far as I know, Chairman Fang attaches great importance to this school, and the basic construction of the school has basically been completed, but because the school is not well-known, there are not many students in the school, only a few classes.

  Now our company's outstanding designers are all teaching part-time in the school, and students who everyone feels have potential are also brought to the company to learn directly from the teacher.

   But I personally feel that these are not enough. If you want this school to grow rapidly, in addition to investing in infrastructure, you must also find an excellent manager.

   and more professional teachers and professors.

   Those of us who don't work in education are professional, so.”

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

   Otherwise, relying on my father alone, it may be difficult for the school to cultivate enough professional talents. After all, everyone is not professional. If a school is good enough, my own airline will not have to worry about talents in the future.

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

   After careful calculation, there are quite a few schools that I have participated in running schools. First of all, the ones I have participated most in must be the Brazilian Police University and the Aviation Academy. He was even an important participant in the Navy-Army joint officer school.

  The investigation department under him also has a secret spy training school. Of course, this is an absolute secret, so you don't need to mention it.

   In addition to these military academies, our company still has a lot of needs for talent training and scientific and technological research and development. The best way to do this is to establish a research university.

  Now I have a school that trains professionals in aircraft manufacturing related fields next to Fangyuan Aircraft Manufacturing Company in Sao Paulo.

   is also planning to establish a medical school in Brazil relying on the hospital it is building.

  In Porto Alegre, there is a research institute specializing in computer-related research, and he is also planning to establish an electronic technology-related school relying on computer pioneers like Konrad Zuse.

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

  At the Mercedes-Benz company two days ago, I finally remembered a management master like Edwards Deming. Obviously, it cannot be simply used for research.

   After careful calculation, I really need to establish several private universities!

   Fang Lang, who understood his predicament, did not continue to ask Anter Bollman about school construction. These will have to be carefully planned later.

  If you have such a good resource in your hand, if you can't make good use of it, it will be a waste of money.

   "Well! What you said makes sense, let's do it!

  This time you go to Europe to see if you can find some pedagogical talents with real talents, preferably in the direction of science and engineering.

  I have to think about it, we can't waste our school! It must be put to good use. "

  Ante Polman saw that the boss had thought for a long time before giving himself such an answer. While he was relieved, he couldn't help feeling a little hopeful.

  Although I have voluntarily given up the right to manage the school, if the boss is really going to do a big job, as the leader of the aircraft manufacturing company, I will definitely benefit in the end.

   Seeing that the boss seemed to be a little absent-minded and started to think about the problem, he didn't say anything more, but nodded seriously:

   "Yes, boss, I understand."

   After everything was settled, the two people quickly ended their conversation. Ante Polman also needs to go home to pack his bags and go to Europe to personally host the recruitment work.

   Fang Lang left the aircraft manufacturing company with a heavy heart and returned to his new house.

  Because he was at home, the family members all returned home early, and when Fang Lang came back, his mother Yang Xiuer immediately started to make dinner.

It was a rare reunion time with his family, and Fang Lang didn't bring his thoughts to the dinner table, but Fang Xinshan, as his father, was still the same. He could see that his son seemed to have a lot of thoughts, so he dragged Fang Lang over as soon as he finished eating To the tea room.

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

  Fang Xinshan swayed the cattail fan in his hand while arranging the tea utensils on the tea tray neatly, while Fang Lang took the initiative to pull out a box of Wuyishan Dahongpao from his hometown from under the tea table.

  Pick out some with a teaspoon and pour it into a tureen.

   "Lang'er, I think you seem to be a little worried today, what's the matter, are you not satisfied with today's inspection?"

  Fang Lang was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked up at his father.

   "You can see this?"

  Fang Xinshan saw Fang Lang's expression and knew that it should be nothing serious, so he gave Fang Lang an angry look and said:

   "A knowledgeable son is like a father, you kid, don't think that now that your wings are stiff, your old man can't handle you anymore."

  Hearing the words, Fang Lang repeatedly begged for mercy:

   "Yes, yes, you are my father and I am my son. I will never escape from your grasp."

  Seeing his son's dog-legged expression, Fang Xinshan laughed, and nodded in satisfaction. Before he could say a few more bold words, the old man walked over with a dragon head and a cane dangling.

  Actually, the old man's body is still very strong, and he doesn't need crutches at all, but someone found a dragon head crutch made of mahogany for the old man, with a mighty shape and fine carvings.

  The old man couldn't put it down, and he has been inseparable since then. It is not only a magic weapon for pretense, but also a weapon for beating people. Fang Lang also weighed this leading crutch with his hands before. It was very heavy, and he didn't know where the old man got his strength.

   Unexpectedly, it is possible to carry such a heavy guy effortlessly and come and go freely. Even, in the morning, when you exercise, you have to hold a cane and practice the crazy wand technique.

Fang Xinshan, who was about to make a bold statement, heard the thumping sound of the old man's crutch touching the ground, so he didn't care about talking, so he got up quickly, walked two steps forward to hold the old man's other hand, and wanted to invite the old man to sit down .

  Unexpectedly, the old man pushed the other party away indifferently, cursing and saying:

   "I'm not old enough to need someone to help me, let's go, let's go."

   Fang Lang covered his mouth and snickered when he saw this, and stepped forward to help the old man. My good grandson came to help him, but the old man didn't refuse any more, he accepted it as a matter of course.

  The old man left alone fluttered in the wind, his expression dazed for a while. It's not that you don't need help when co-authoring, it's just that you don't need my help!

   After Fang Lang helped the old man to the chair and sat down, he came to his father again, and gently pushed him, before he realized that his expression management almost lost control for a while.

   I heard that the old man had already asked:

   "My dear grandson, what are you discussing!"

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

   "It's nothing serious. I just went to inspect the aircraft factory today and learned that the development of the 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 resentfully, and continue his work as a tea maker.

  The old man was originally a person who paid more attention to education. He proposed to cultivate the martial arts spirit of Chinese people and to increase the martial arts courses in Chinese primary and secondary schools.

  When Fang Lang mentioned the matter of the school, of course he attached great importance to it, frowned, and asked with a little doubt:

   "Supporting school? Is it the one your father built next to the aircraft factory to train aviation professional technicians?"

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

"Yes."

   "Encountered a bottleneck? What do you mean?"

  Looking at his father, seeing that the other party didn't intend to speak actively, Fang Lang said:

   "I went to the company today to arrange several important research and development tasks for them. Unfortunately, we have a serious shortage of relevant technical personnel. I can only arrange for the company boss to go to Europe to recruit suitable researchers.

  I thought that it would not work if we always recruited from abroad. After all, they are not our own talents. Therefore, I thought about whether we could use these foreign talents to train more of our own people.

  But now the school has been built, but it hasn't recruited many students, and it can't find suitable school administrators, so I feel a little headache. "

  When the old man heard this, he gave his father a dissatisfied look. Obviously, he meant to blame his father.

   Upon seeing this, he quickly explained:

   "I can't blame my father. It's because Brazil's foundation is so poor that it is difficult for us to find suitable talents."

  Fang Xinshan just glanced at Fang Lang for his son's act of rescuing himself, and didn't express too much. In fact, Fang Lang didn't need to say, he had already noticed this situation, so he also said directly:

  "Actually, I have noticed this problem a long time ago, but because our school is newly established, it is not well-known, and not many students are willing to study in our school.

  The current students in the school are still our influence among the Chinese. From among the young Chinese, we have found some young people who have completed high school and mobilized them to enter the school.

  The local students in Brazil have no interest in our little-known school at all. "

   Fang Lang was taken aback when he heard the words, and said in surprise:

   "Do you mean that the local students are unwilling to study in our school mainly because our school is not well-known?"

  Fang Xinshan nodded in distress and said:

  “In order to find the source of students, I organized a manpower, distributed leaflets to various high schools in Sao Paulo and Rio, and organized recruitment activities, but no one paid attention.”

   Fang Lang fell into deep thought when he heard the words. 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 believes that his school has so many great talents, and sooner or later the school's reputation will be world-renowned, but he doesn't have so much time to wait.

   Is there any way to quickly gain enough reputation for the school! Of course, it is to let this school have enough well-known teachers.

  But Brazil's foundation is very poor, and there is no corresponding academic atmosphere at all, so it is difficult to naturally attract excellent teachers.

  (end of this chapter)

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