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"Dragon, try it. This is my personal brandy. It will only be taken out to entertain distinguished guests. You can't buy it anywhere in the world."

sicily.

In a private winery stretching nearly a hundred acres.

A middle-aged man with a straight nose poured the cup himself. He had a typical Italian appearance and behaved like an innate gentleman. The tailor-made expensive suit was meticulous, and the shiny leather shoes could not see a speck of dust.

No matter the image or temperament, it is very in line with the legendary western aristocrat.

"Mr. Fernando, you know, I'm a rough man, unlike my brother, I'm not very good at this kind of wine, especially foreign wine like yours. Compared with your foreign wine, I still know better I like to drink our local baijiu, which is exciting and exciting."

Luo Long, who came from afar, had his legs crossed, without the restraint of being a guest in a foreign land. He was in a very relaxed state, as if he didn't notice the tough men in suits patrolling the winery on the way in.

He didn't go to high school, so of course he doesn't know foreign languages. Except for the simple "hello" and "Are-you-ok", it can be said that he doesn't know anything else. He can communicate with each other only by the two accompanying subordinates.

That's why he didn't come here alone more safely.

Waiting for the subordinates standing next to him to translate it, Luo Long, who is unambiguous in Zhongjiang, continued: "But I know one thing, this kind of stuff can make money for us."

The world is bustling, all for profit.

Although they haven't met each other a few times, they are close trading partners. All kinds of foreign wine are one of the business chains between the two parties.

China has the largest population market in the world, and the wealthy people in China are very fond of foreign wines.

A bottle of wine that may cost less than three digits across the ocean may be worth exponentially.

One is the supplier and the other is the seller. Just like the wine products, they can create huge profits every year, making both parties a lot of money. It is only natural that Luo Long can be the guest of honor.

But in fact, at the beginning, Luo Long had a grudge in his heart. From his point of view, there is no need to give up the profits and directly make fake wine. Anyway, most people can't drink it, and they don't dare to say it. The money they make is fine. Wouldn't it be nice to put it in your pocket.

But his idea was strongly rejected by his eldest brother Luo Han, and he was reprimanded, saying that he was short-sighted.

Until now, with more and more cross-border cooperation businesses and more and more benefits, he finally began to admit that it was not all because of his luck that his eldest brother became famous.

How do you say that.

In terms of structure, he does have some deficiencies.

"Long, I like people like you, direct and frank."

Fernando smiled, picked up the goblet, "cheers."

Luo Long, who was covering the sky with one hand in his own territory, still took into account the current environment, put down his legs, but chewed peonies, and raised his head to drink up the priceless liquid in one gulp.

Fernando turned a blind eye, as if he didn't mind the vulgar behavior of the other party at all, with a unchanged smile, he took a sip of his wine and asked, "Why didn't Mr. Luo come with you?"

Mr. Luo and Long.

Through his two different titles, it can be seen that the two Luo brothers still have different status in the eyes.

His subordinates would definitely not be able to translate the difference, but Luo Long still knew clearly in his heart that his own weight and that of his elder brother must be different.

Not to mention that this is in a foreign country, even in China, his identity as Luo Long is not Luo Han's younger brother.

of course.

There is no doubt about the relationship between the two brothers and one mother, otherwise the eldest brother Luo Han would not hesitate to ask Mr. Fang out of the mountain to seek justice from Mr. Tian because of him.

Feelings belong to feelings.

People are self-respecting.

While being proud of having such a big brother, Luo Long still held his breath in his heart.

And now, it was his perfect opportunity to prove himself!

"I'm here and my brother is here, what's the difference?"

Luo Long put down the empty cup, squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Hehe, yes. I just haven't seen Mr. Luo for too long. Everyone is too busy."

Fernando quickly stopped the topic, "Long, how long do you plan to stay in Sicily this time, I will make arrangements, and I promise to make you...unforgettable, that's what you guys say, right?"

"These things can be discussed later, Mr. Fernando, the purpose of my visit to Sicily this time is not to play."

"Oh?"

Fernando raised his eyebrows, played with the goblet, and sat comfortably on the sofa.

"Could it be that there is any good business?"

Luo Long grinned and shook his head slightly.

"Business is endless. I am here this time because I have something to ask Mr. Fernando for help."

"Please say."

Fernando drank and made a gesture of listening attentively.

"After such a long friendship, I won't beat around the bush with Mr. Fernando anymore. I want to ask Mr. Fernando to help solve a person."

Fernando's expression remained unchanged, "Isn't Shenzhou your territory?"

"Of course not in Shenzhou."

Luo Long didn't talk nonsense, "This person is currently in Sicily."

As she spoke, she took out a photo and handed it over.

Fernando took it, slightly surprised, "A woman?"

Luo Long nodded, "She came to Sicily for a trip. She has no other intentions. Since she likes you, let her stay forever."

Fernando looked at the photo, but didn't say anything immediately.

"She is a lawyer, and she caused us some trouble. You should understand what a lawyer is, Mr. Fernando. My brother and I are now law-abiding entrepreneurs. Even if we are bullied, we will definitely not do anything. Illegal behavior. But there is an old saying in China, people are doing what they are doing, and the sky is watching. Who knows that some people who like to make trouble out of nothing will have accidents one day, such as car accidents and fires? Mr. Fernando, what do you think?"

"It seems that this female lawyer has caused you a lot of trouble."

Fernando laughed.

How could he not understand what Luo Long meant.

He has a better understanding of the power of the Luo brothers in Shenzhou, otherwise they would not cooperate.

Just like him in Sicily, it is equivalent to his own back garden. Cleaning up a person is like stepping on an ant in the garden.

"The trouble is small, so there is no need to ask Mr. Fernando. You know, we have never been the kind of people who like to trouble our friends."

Luo Long was very frank, and at the same time, he also emphasized the word "friend".

Fernando nodded, smiled and said, "You're welcome, friend, it's just for trouble."

Luo Long smiled knowingly, poured the wine for himself, "cheers."

"cheers."

The two wine glasses collided, clear and cold.

the other side of the island.

Cathedral of Monreale.

For convenience, Fang Qing rented a trolley, and the hotel has this kind of service, which is quite convenient.

of course.

This is not included in the "family bucket package", and both the driver and the vehicle need to pay for it themselves.

But life may be just this one time, spending a little money is harmless, even Pan Hui, who has been frugal all her life, said nothing.

Before going abroad, Fang Qing made a strategy. Religion is the cultural characteristic of the West that is most different from the East, and the church is the concrete carrier of this characteristic culture.

Until entering the Cathedral of Monreale, Fang Qing did not find any trace of being followed. It should be discovered by her once, so she became more secretive.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing. Dad, Mom, this church is the largest Norman building in the world."

She still didn't say a word about her parents.

On this matter, she kept the same point of view as Jiang Chen, anyway, it was just in case, and it was unnecessary to create a tense atmosphere and spoil the parents' mood of traveling.

Fang Weiguo and his wife must not understand what Norman architecture means, but this does not prevent them from being shocked by the sensory impact of different cultures.

Not to mention her parents who have lived in a small town all her life, even Fang Qing, who has seen the world, can't help but be moved when she sees the eye-catching mosaics inside the church and walks through the fascinating dream corridor beside the church.

"This church is really beautiful, it feels better than a temple."

After visiting the church, Fang Weiguo expressed his thoughts.

Fang Qing couldn't help laughing. Before she could speak, her mother, Pan Hui, said, "The cultures are all different. What are you comparing them with? They are not the same thing at all."

Like most ordinary people, Pan Hui is not a very devout Buddhist, after all, Shenzhou is really not very interested in religious beliefs.

But every year on the birthday of Guanyin Bodhisattva, she would try her best to spare time to go to the temple to worship and pray for blessings.

"I didn't say anything else, I just said that this church should be better built."

Fang Weiguo defended.

"That's because you haven't seen it before. It's the first time. If a foreigner goes to a temple, he must think the temple is good. Qingqing, look at your father, how adoring foreigners."

Fang Weiguo was stunned, unable to laugh or cry, "Why am I so obsessed with foreigners?"

"I see that many people are just like you, thinking that any place abroad is good, but how do I see it, the buildings and cars here are not as many as ours, and ours is as tall?"

"The building is tall and there are many cars, so it's okay?"

The couple argued again.

"Aren't taller buildings and more cars more prosperous?"

"What's the use of being prosperous? If you want to see the prosperity, you shouldn't come here, you should go to New York."

Although Fang Weiguo's generation didn't know about Sicily, they had heard of it in New York.

"Can you get in the car first?"

Fang Qing interrupted.

The couple were still arguing until they came to the small town of Monreale, which was built around the church.

In fact, some disputes are a good thing. How many people have lived together for most of their lives, and they can't find a topic when they sit together.

"Qingqing, do you think your father doesn't understand anything?"

In the past, Fang Qing mostly sided with her mother, but at this time she still said something fair.

"Mom, Dad is right. Although there are not so many high-rise buildings and cars here, it is a highly developed country with the four largest economies in Europe."

"We are still the second largest economy in the world, and we are almost number one."

Needless to say, although Pan Hui is just an ordinary housewife, she has a strong sense of national honor.

No wonder she can teach a girl like Fang Qing.

"Mom, you are right. We are developing very fast, but it is undeniable that there is still a certain gap compared with those highly developed countries."

"I think it's good here, but it's not so..."

Fang Qing understood what her mother meant.

This is not narrowness, but a vision inherent in a living class.

Ordinary people look at whether a person has money, don't they just look at what kind of car they drive and how big a house they live in.

Fang Qing walked with her mother on the streets of a small town in Sicily, and smiled patiently: "Mom, tall buildings stand tall, and luxury cars gather. It does look very lively and prosperous. Today, our country has already achieved it, just like Kyoto. There are so many cars that you can’t get a license plate. Not to mention cars, buildings, etc., we are ahead of some developed countries in infrastructure and some cutting-edge technologies. Our high-speed rail is beyond the reach of the world, but these are just clothes. Whether a person can truly feel happiness depends on his soul."

"soul?"

The interest in bickering with his wife gradually faded, Fang Weiguo looked at his daughter with a look almost seeking knowledge.

It is true that he is the father, but his daughter's understanding of the world has long surpassed him.

"I had a classmate when I was in college. He went to the capital of Japan. The doors of the subway there were all engraved in Braille, which was convenient for telling the location of the compartment where the blind people were. After standing, the body will tilt, so what is that for? It uses hydraulic technology to tilt the body, so that it is convenient for the elderly or disabled people with inconvenient legs and feet to get on and off the car."

Both Fang Weiguo and Pan Hui were silent.

"Of course. Every country has its own advantages and disadvantages. But a society, a country, and a developed civilization will always have one thing in common, that is, the strong pay for the weak."

The family took a leisurely walk.

"The strong pay for the weak, which means that the benefit is completely out of proportion to the cost, so it is a kind of humanistic care. But if, on the other hand, excessive pursuit of economic strength, then there is only one result."

Fang Qing said softly: "That means the weak pay for the strong."

As ordinary people at the bottom, Fang Weiguo and Pan Hui didn't have that much knowledge, and they didn't have that much knowledge. They might never be able to say such clear words, but they didn't represent the meaning of their daughter's words, and they couldn't understand them.

They are the weak in this society. They have endured hardships and stood hard work all their lives, but when they travel abroad, they still have to rely on the big prizes from heaven. How could they not feel the same way.

"My daughter has really grown up."

Fang Weiguo sighed proudly, "The prosperity of a country does not depend on the height of the strong, but on the status of the weak. Qingqing, you did not read this book in vain."

"What did you say?"

Pan Hui was only dissatisfied with her husband's last sentence. Her daughter's words also made her have mixed feelings, but as a commoner, what can she do.

Fang Weiguo looked at his daughter and said with a smile: "I believe it's just a matter of time. With you and your generation, I believe we will get better and better." (End of this chapter)