"Fat man!"

"Ship Tang!"

At the Capital Airport, Ning Mo and Tang Zifeng, who came to pick him up, came with a bear hug. The smell of motor oil on him made Tang Zifeng wrinkle his nose, and then he laughed again. The fat man was still the fat man, and he did not lose himself in the colorful world of Africa.

After the hug, before Tang Zifeng could say anything, Ning Mo waved behind him. More than a dozen black guys wearing blue cloth work clothes quickly stood in a row. Then, no one knew who led the lead. Everyone bowed to Tang Zifeng in one go, and greeted him loudly in Chinese that barely reached the standard:

"Hello, Mr. Tang!"

This shout not only scared Tang Zifeng, but also the others in the pick-up hall came to pay attention, not knowing what kind of situation this place was.

"Fatty, this is..." Tang Zifeng asked in surprise.

"These are all my students. How about it? They all look very energetic, right?" Ning Mo showed off proudly.

Tang Zifeng looked at the group of black guys and found that if the skin color was ignored, they would feel a little clear-eyed. And the work clothes on them made Tang Zifeng feel familiar.

"You didn't have your past work clothes from the warehouse of Linyi Machinery to Africa?" Tang Zifeng asked Ning Mo.

He recognized that these work clothes were just the work clothes that used to be the ones that used to be the first to be used to be the ones, with their waists and cuffs, and two pockets on their chests. This style of work clothes was used for decades in the first to be used. Later, in line with the development of the times, he hired professional designers to design new work clothes again. This old work clothes have been out of use for many years, and I don’t know where Ning Mo bought them.

"Ha, you can see this." Ning Mo laughed, "This is what I used to make an old work clothes from me, and I found a factory in Jingnan to customize it. Now it is the uniform of our machine tool school. How about it, is it interesting?"

"Not bad," Tang Zifeng praised, "Your machine tool school has even school uniforms, and it looks quite regular. Last time I met Beibei, she said that your school is a straw platform team and you can't go to the table."

"What does she know!" Ning Moniu said, "She always said that I am not doing my job in Africa. In fact, I am very prestigious in Africa now. I dare not say anything else. In Addis Ababa, when I mention my name as Principal Ning, everyone knows it. What the embassy wants to do, and I have to ask me to help. Do you think so?"

In the last sentence, he turned his head to say to the group of African students. When he heard Ning Mo's words, everyone straightened their chests and replied loudly: "Yes! The principal is mighty!"

Tang Zifeng felt a chill, he looked at Ning Mo and asked, "You taught me all this?"

"Yeah." Ning Mo replied calmly.

"You brought so many people back with you just to let them keep you up?"

"You can see this." Ning Mo immediately became embarrassed.

He came back with these students, and he did have the intention of letting them support the game for him, but this meaning was directly picked up by Tang Zifeng, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He said dumbly:

"It's just a coincidence. I brought them here, but in fact I asked them to participate in the National Higher Vocational College Machining Skills Competition next week. After learning some superficial skills, these people felt that they were amazing. I took them here to open their eyes and let them know what it means to have a sky outside."

"So that's how it is." Tang Zifeng nodded.

In the National Higher Vocational College Machining Skills Competition, the Temporary Machinery Group is one of the co-organizers, so Tang Zifeng knew about this. Ning Mo brought a group of African students to participate in the competition, probably because the organizer was welcomed by the organizer, because it could add a lot of publicity points. This is like the popular "International Marathon" in various places. In fact, a few African athletes were invited to make up the numbers, and it felt a bit noble when you talk about it.

"I brought a minibus here. You ask them to go with Xiao Li, you go with me." Tang Zifeng explained, and pointed to Ning Mo the minibus driver Xiao Li whom he brought.

"He San, take someone to go with this Mr. Li, and someone will arrange your accommodation and meals for you. Remember, when you arrive in China, everything must be followed, otherwise I will be expelled from your academic status after you go back." Ning Mo ordered the team leader of the group of African students.

"He San..." Tang Zifeng looked at the dark African guy and wondered what the meaning of the name "He San".

"His name is He Sai." Ning Mo pulled up his suitcase and walked towards the parking lot with Tang Zifeng, while explaining to Tang Zifeng, "There are five of our students named He Sai. Just shout, and several people turned back at the same time, which was very messy. Later, I gave them stage names, from He Da to He Wu, this is He San."

"It seems that you really have a sense of being a good idea in the local area. You just changed the name of someone else, and they had no objection." Tang Zifeng joked with a smile.

"They dare!" Ning Mo said domineeringly, then changed his tone and said, "Actually, Lao Tang, I tell you that my prestige was made by me. In the African region, it is too poor and too backward.

"Americans, Europeans, Japanese, Koreans, and other strange countries that go to Africans look down on them and speak with their noses. That is, we Chinese people pay attention to everyone's equality and are polite to them.

"People's hearts are full of flesh. Africans are not stupid, right? Whoever treats them well or badly treats them can't tell them? Don't look at me when I teach them skills, and they will scold me when they open their mouths and raise their hands to beat me.

"I just said that no one in Addis Ababa doesn't know me, and it's actually not a bragging thing. I have to do something locally, and someone will do it for me if I say hello. Why? It's because when I teach these people, I really taught them. My school has low tuition fees and high level of workers trained, and I have become famous after a while."

"I heard Lao Zhou tell me about your affairs." Tang Zifeng said, "Fatty, you did a good job in this matter. The country wants to make you a typical example of the Belt and Road Initiative."

"I don't care if it's typical or not." Ning Mo pretended to be indifferent, but the smile on his fat face revealed his true heart.

What Ning Mo asked for was actually the recognition of others. He had only hoped that his wife and friends would be recognized by others. Who would have thought that he would become a typical example of the national tree by chance? It would be absolutely impossible to say that he was not proud of it.

"I'm back this time, and I still have a lot of things to ask for help. I can do some things myself, but if you can help, it's the best. The only person I admire in my life is you, so you must help me with these things." Ning Mo said, stretching out a hand and planning to put it on Tang Zifeng's shoulder to show his intimacy.

"You fat man, take your fat hands away!"

Tang Zifeng showed a disgusting expression, stopping Ning Mo's illegal behavior. He was not sexually discriminatory to Ning Mo. It was because Ning Mo's arms were heavy and hot, and it felt too bad to put them on his shoulders.

"Don't come with me. Just say anything if you have any questions. Show your love and go back to find your Beibeixiu. I'm not the kind of person with special hobbies." Tang Zifeng said righteously.

"It seems like I have some special hobbies!" Ning Mo said unangrily, "I said I was asking you for help, but in fact I was giving you opportunities on the fly. Now many companies are going to Africa to develop, and there is a shortage of machine tool operators in Africa. I think this means that the demand for machine tools will also soar.

"In the past two years, the domestic machine tool market has not been as popular as in previous years. Are you looking for a market when you are on the move? If I can help you open up the African market, is it considered helping you?"

“That’s true.”

After hearing what Ning Mo said was serious, Tang Zifeng stopped urging him. He said: "We are already selling machine tools to countries in the Belt and Road Initiative, and the situation of developing in Africa is also good. Do you think you can help us open up the African market? What is the specific situation? Is there any difference between what we are doing now?"

"Of course it's different." Ning Mo became proud again, "Can our sales staff on the plane, even Han Weichang, know what's going on in Africa? After all, they just went to Africa to sell machine tools with their domestic experience. I don't mean they can't sell it, but there must be some problems, don't you?"

"Tell me what are the problems?" Tang Zifeng asked.

"The most basic point is that our machine tools are not suitable for Africans." Ning Mo said, "I am a machine tool school. No one knows more clearly what problems do local Africans have when starting the machine tools.

"We have always been making Africans adapt to our machine tools. What does it mean, it is easy to change the country, but difficult to change the nature. Can you think of how difficult it is to adapt to our machine tools?

"In the past two years, I have been wondering why we cannot develop a batch of machine tools that adapt to African operating habits based on the characteristics of Africans? If there is such a machine tool, it is easy for us to teach and it is easy for you to sell. Isn't this what you often call a win-win situation?"

Because of his friendship with Tang Zifeng, although Ning Mo has resigned for more than ten years, he still talks about "we are on the move" one by one when he is on the move, which means he regards the move as his own home.

“It makes sense!”

Tang Zifeng only felt his eyes lit up and he vaguely grabbed some important things. He said, "Fatty, don't be busy saying it first. I will tell you to re-arrange the lunch. I used to prepare a family meal, and only you and Wenjun and I had dinner together. Now I have to let Li Kejia come over and bring the engineers in her company, and let everyone listen to what you said about Africans' operating habits."
Chapter completed!