The first training session ended, and Eva returned, leading Dale into a room, where she did something mysteriously for a while.
When Dale came out, Wang Bo noticed that her walking looked a bit off. He smiled and said, “Dale, are you practicing walking like a duck?”
Dale pouted unhappily. “No, sister rubbed some ointment on my legs and butt. It’s really uncomfortable, so I can only walk like this.”
Wang Bo didn’t comment and pretended not to hear, instead playing with the little one.
Riding a horse for the first extended period can easily chafe the inner thighs and buttocks. Eva had obviously anticipated this and was taking care of the aftermath for Dale .
With a good start, the following training became much simpler.
The students got busy; after school, they would flock together to train, and even on weekends, they would dedicate a day to practice. Wang Bo had worried that the children might get impatient. To his surprise, every child persisted in attending these lessons—no one skipped class.
After all, horseback riding is a fun activity. Besides, the children’s promotional posters had already been put up throughout the town, and some had even appeared in newspapers and on television. They felt it was prestigious and certainly didn’t want to slack off.
Since the purpose of this horse-racing event was to raise funds for the IKEA Foundation and the Red Cross, both organizations were deeply moved and sent people to support the race.
The Red Cross brought extensive media coverage, while IKEA provided the children with training clothes, equipment, saddles, reins, and other tools.
The training program proceeded smoothly. Wang Bo didn’t need to manage it; Marlon and the cowboys were fully in charge, and Atulu had brought in some horse-racing experts to help plan the event.
In May, the big ships and planes Wang Bo had purchased from Australia arrived, and they needed to be transported to Sunset Town.
Eventually, two ships and six planes were delivered, using a cargo ship for transport, docking at Dunedin Port. Wang Bo personally went to receive them. The ships were not completely worn out—they had been towed over, which surprised him; he had thought they were unseaworthy.
After the handover, the next challenge fell to him: how to transport the ships and planes into town.
Transporting them by sea was simple; no matter how large the ships or planes, the ocean was vast, so large transport vessels were fine. But on land, roads were only so wide, making it impossible to transport them whole.
After planning with his team, Wang Bo decided on a combined rail and road transport method.
The ships and planes would be disassembled at the port, then transported by train from Dunedin to Cromwell. After unloading, they would be transferred onto heavy-duty trucks and moved to Sunset Town at night.
The railway company involved was KIWIRAIL, a state-owned enterprise responsible for operating and maintaining most of New Zealand’s railways.
KIWIRAIL’s headquarters is in Wellington, the capital, and it was formed by merging many railway-related companies, many of which have long histories, some dating back to the 19th century. At that time, railway ownership in New Zealand was complicated, including government-owned public lines and privately-owned lines.
Thus, the company’s management was complex. Wang Bo spent half a week contacting the responsible officials to formulate a transport plan.
By the time the trains delivered the disassembled ships and planes to Cromwell, half a month had passed. Wang Bo spent a total of 500,000 NZD in transport fees to get everything to Sunset Town.
At this point, he began to regret it. He had underestimated the costs beforehand. Converting the planes and ships into restaurants or hotels might be popular, but the costs were enormous.
The renovation and decoration alone required a large sum. Hani had requested quotes from several remodeling companies, and he would need to spend another million NZD!
But with the planes and ships already in town, he had no choice but to proceed.
On the bright side, once successfully converted, these big planes and ships could become major attractions for Sunset Town, generating long-term revenue if maintained properly.
By late May, the plane and ship renovation project was in full swing. Meanwhile, after a meeting between the New Zealand Parliament and social welfare agencies, a new regulation was issued.
Wang Bo was shocked. The regulation stated that single people over thirty, those long without sexual activity, or those unable to have children could be defined as disabled.
This could offend some people. Wang Bo himself felt affronted because, under New Zealand law, the disabled are entitled to welfare!
In other words, if this regulation became law, he would have to provide benefits to the town’s older singles and those long lacking sexual activity.
Seeing this, Wang Bo rolled his eyes helplessly. “Damn, doesn’t the New Zealand government fear a financial crisis or bankruptcy? They’re just handing out money in every possible way!”
Hani said, “It’s fine, boss. The regulation hasn’t become law yet, so it isn’t mandatory. We can choose not to implement it and see how other places handle it.”
Sweet Boy complained, “Have the Prime Minister and MPs lost their minds? Being single is not a problem! This isn’t a disability; it’s a divine gift of celibacy!”
“Actually, New Zealand is just responding to the WHO’s guidelines, which the WHO initially proposed,” Hani explained.
Sweet Boy sneered, “Fine, then the stupidity of our New Zealand leaders is undeniable, and the WHO isn’t far behind—catching up fast!”
Qingyang also expressed dissatisfaction: “This is both an insult and a mockery! We are all born alone—does that make us disabled from birth?!”
Hani looked at them and said, “Don’t you think this is great? I’ve been single for ten years, now I can finally get some disability benefits!”
“And I can use disabled parking lanes and seats. If I visit a tourist site, I might even get disability discounts!”
Wang Bo and his team looked at the smug Hani. “Shit, your priorities are really something else!”
Charlie said, “Does this mean masturbation will become an event in the next Paralympics? If so, I nominate Bowen to represent New Zealand—he might even win!”
Bowen angrily said, “Screw that! Cosi and I are married now!”
Kidd chuckled, “I just want to know, if I see a beauty on the street and ask her to sleep with me, would her refusal count as discriminating against the disabled?”
Atulu nodded: “Having this protection is awesome. Every time I’m upset, I can just say you’re discriminating against the Māori.”
Seeing his team so fired up in discussion, Wang Bo was speechless. “Guys, get serious—we’re discussing whether to hand out welfare, okay?”
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