Chapter 8 HanoverLondon, June 6, 14 . After a 12-hour flight, the plane landed safely at Heathrow Airport. At the airport exit, Fran still had that arrogant look on his face and said, "Guo, remember my phone number and contact me when you get to Hanover. I have an old friend there who has a very large farm. Let that stingy German treat us to a drink." Guo Yang smiled and said, "We'll have to give him a good beating then." After spending more than ten hours together, the two started talking about agricultural machinery, farms, cars, agriculture, and then football, and they had become very familiar with each other. The old man even gave him a magazine on farm machinery. "You must call me..." After saying goodbye to the old French man, Guo Yang called a taxi. The match between Portugal and South Korea would start in more than three hours, so he had to get down to business. With its highly recognizable black vintage cars and polite British gentleman drivers, taxis have long become one of the most iconic sights in London. "Take me to the safest and most upscale hotel in London. Also, what are the larger football betting shops in London?"
Hearing this, the taxi driver smiled and said, "Then you've asked the right person, buddy. I can help you find anywhere you want to go in London." "Not bragging?" Guo Yang asked doubtfully. He looked quite a gentleman, but why did he speak like a gangster? The taxi driver was a little unhappy and said, "Road recognition is a traditional skill of London taxi drivers. Every London taxi driver has gone through the most rigorous examination in the world." "I can remember the locations of 25000 streets within a -kilometre radius of Charing Cross Railway Station, as well as all the attractions, hotels, police stations, and even barber shops, small restaurants, and bars, and even their opening conditions." "I prepared for five years to pass the exam. Do you know how I spent those five years?" "I apologize to you..." Guo Yang took out five 20-pound notes. Listening to the driver's endless chatter and looking at the complex city roads and various overpasses outside the car window, Guo Yang felt the charm of this city. An hour later, William Hill bookmaker VIP room. "I bet 1000 million US dollars on Portugal 0:1 South Korea." "Sir, are you sure you want to press so hard? Do you think Portugal will lose to South Korea?" "The Portuguese football team is stronger than South Korea, but I think the referee may influence this game. Judging from the past of Korean sports, nothing they do will surprise people." After placing his bets at the bookmaker, Guo Yang returned to the hotel and fell into a deep sleep. He experienced jet lag for the first time. It’s probably the same feeling as when you first saw an old man walking his bird in the park in your previous life. When Guo Yang woke up, it was already past three in the afternoon, and South Korea had eliminated Portugal as expected. After getting up, washing, and eating some sandwiches in the hotel, Guo Yang leisurely went to the gaming company to collect his winnings. After this game, Guo Yang once again earned nearly million US dollars, and his total assets after conversion have reached million yuan. On June 6, in the matches between Turkey and Japan and South Korea and Spain, Guo Yang took action again. Once again, it swept up 11 million US dollars, and the total assets exceeded billion yuan.
Guo Yang felt that he had become numb to money. To him, money was just a number, a string of symbols. He was eager to do something. For safety reasons and to keep a low profile, he has stayed in the hotel for more than ten days in a row. Every day he either watches TV, reads books or reads newspapers. He was tired of this life. He is a billionaire and his life should be luxurious, but he can't suppress the desires in his heart. To ease the inner emotions. Guo Yang went to the best shopping mall in London and bought himself two high-end suits, a high-end watch, equipped himself with the latest laptop and mobile phone, and enjoyed the best service from the beautiful urban beauty. But it cost him less than $100 million. It’s not that there aren’t more expensive ones, but he would subconsciously feel that spending too much money on this would be like being cheated. "What do I want to spend money on the most?" Guo Yang thought quietly in the luxurious restaurant. He thought of the Hanover International Agricultural Machinery Show that was being held, the rumbling of farm machinery, his new French friends, and the farm of his German friend whom he had promised to take him to visit. Guo Yang touched his chest, where a seed was sparkling. He remembered his original intention of buying lottery tickets: grass, seeds, and agriculture. He should be a person with a passion for agriculture! So, he has to continue buying lottery tickets. …… The German city of Hanover is located on the banks of the Rhine, at the intersection of the North German Plain and the Central German Mountains. It is a city with a highly developed industrial manufacturing industry. During World War II, two-thirds of the city was bombed into ruins. At Hanover Airport, Guo Yang, dressed in a suit, got off the plane. The phone rang just then, and Guo Yang answered it. He heard the Frenchman Fran loudly say, "Guo, this is Frannielx, are you in Hanover?" "Fran, I just got off the plane and am now at Hanover Airport." "Wow, that's a coincidence, but you should have told me earlier. Victor just took me to his farm. He heard that you also like tractors and farms, and wanted to invite you to come over as a guest." "It's an honor... I'm in Hanover right now, but I have to go to Bernhard Kasper Street first." "Then just go over there and wait. My old friend and I will come pick you up soon." "Du...du..." An hour later, on Bernhard Kasper Street, Guo Yang, who had already bought the lottery ticket, was waiting on the street. After a while, an orange BMW with an extremely retro shape stopped on the side of the road, attracting the attention of many people. I saw the Frenchman Frannix and another white man get off the car and shout exaggeratedly: "Guo Yang, Guo Yang..."
Guo Yang walked forward and said with a smile in the same exaggerated tone: "Wow... This car is really cool. Everyone's attention is attracted by us." Several people laughed at the same time. Fran introduced them to the two men at this time: "Victor Hani is from Germany; Guo Yang is from China and is traveling in Europe." Unlike the white-haired Fran, the tall Victor still has black hair, wears a pair of black-framed glasses, and wears a dark sweatshirt and trousers, as if he had just finished working. The two men shook hands and exchanged friendly words. Guo Yang could feel that Victo's hands were strong and powerful, indicating that he was a man who worked frequently. “I like your car very much.” Hearing Guo Yang praising his car, the white old man couldn't help but smile and said proudly: "This car is an old friend of mine, a BMW 2002. Although it often needs repairs, I have owned it since 1973." Hearing this, Guo Yang was surprised again. He guessed that the car was quite old, but he didn't expect that it had been driven for almost 29 years. Then several people got into the car. The old car was less comfortable, but Guo Yang behaved like a curious baby, looking around and touching everything. Victor couldn't stop smiling. Seeing Victor laughing happily, Fran said jokingly, "Guo, I think you look like a gentleman in this suit. You're not like the old-fashioned Germans who only wear jeans and sneakers and don't understand fashion at all." Victor's face immediately fell. He said, "Are you saying I need to wear a suit and go milk the cows? I'm not like you. I always find some excuse not to do anything." "All the delicious cheeses in the world come from France." “But you have to understand that most cheese is produced in Germany, and in much greater quantities than in France.” "You pissed me off, man. You need to apologize to me. I think it would be more sincere if you bought me a drink." "Of course, but I am inviting this Guo who came from afar, and you are just a by-product." "Humph!" Frannilks said angrily. "When it comes to being stingy, we only admire the Germans. God knows how generous we French are." “So you went to Asia and lost all your money?” "Old-fashioned Germans only drink beer, but the red wine in our goblets will blind your eyes." Victor Hani smiled and said, "In terms of production, Germany is the world's largest wine exporter." Listening to the two old men bickering with a smile, Guo Yang felt a lot happier. As expected, humans are social animals and need more contact and communication with the outside world. But it is rare to see the French and Germans loving and hating each other. The BMW 2002 drove straight out of the city and onto the country road. Passing through small towns, we passed by vast pastures on both sides of the road, and from time to time we could see scattered herds of cattle and sheep on the pastures. Large tracts of farms are connected to the forests, extending all the way to the edge of the town's concentrated residential area. The gentle breeze blowing on his face made Guo Yang feel that the most attractive thing about Germany was not the big cities like Munich and Hanover, but the quiet and quaint countryside and the vast rural areas with unique scenery.
The car drove on the quiet country road for more than half an hour. Victor suddenly cheered, and then said to Guo Yang in the back seat: "Guo, you know, I don't like Victor's old car at all. It always breaks down. But today this old guy is awesome, and I have to re-evaluate him." "That's the happiest thing you've said today. Maybe I should consider asking Lisa to prepare a glass of wine for you later," Victor continued. Guo Yang pointed to a small town with pleasant scenery ahead and said, "Are we there yet?" "Yes, man, welcome to the town of Nien." The town of Nin is really very small. Several supermarkets, a hospital, a gas station and a train station are the main buildings in the town. But what surprised Guo Yang was that there was actually a Russian supermarket in the town, where he could find uncommon Russian food and condiments. In terms of transportation, in addition to driving or riding a bicycle, locals mainly rely on buses. I hope I can keep watching, the plot will soon return to China.
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