Dozo America

Sampson's proposal actually has a lot of selfish motives. It seems that the money he paid is more, but if it is really like what Zhen Fan said, the quality must be guaranteed. With h﹒

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d is a popular luxury brand, and if done correctly, he is confident that it will become the best-selling wine in the United States, and even the world.

This means that his future income will greatly exceed his investment, and he has to take a longer-term view. Sampson has even sketched out the outline of his future wine empire in his mind. Perhaps when talking about wine in the future,

People are mentioning not only Bordeaux in France, but also Temecula in the United States.

Therefore, when he asked for 38% of the shares, not only did he not feel a loss, but he also got a huge advantage.

"What is your decision..." Sampson said carefully. What he was most afraid of was the word "no" uttered by Zhen Fan, which would break his high heart.

"Well, that's it, Simpson, if you have enough time, come to Temecula. Don't always stay in a playboy city like New York. I have already made an agreement with the vineyard owner.

I will go to his place and have a look." Zhen Fan smiled and said, "This depends on your vision, if you have experience in this field."

"Don't worry, I will invite the most famous evaluation authority to be present!" Sampson took a deep breath, patted his chest happily, and with his free hand, let go of the armrest of the chair that he was holding on to.

Then I slowly relaxed and made a cross on my chest.

"Thank God!"

"What did you say?" Zhen Fan heard even the quiet words.

"I should say, Zhen, you have made a very wise decision, to be honest. I am thanking God for making you so wise." Sampson is very honest. He must remain honest in front of Zhen Fan.

Otherwise, there are a lot of wine merchants like him, and Zhen can definitely choose a better wine merchant than him to cooperate with.

He decided to use his honesty to impress Zhen Fan, which was the only advantage he had.

"Let's talk, Zhen. In fact, my shareholding ratio just now was a bit high, I have to admit it."

"I know, although I like US dollars, but I prefer a win-win situation!" Zhen Fan's laughter came over, and at the same time came words that reassured Sampson.

"I'm looking forward to the next work!" Sampson replied, unable to control his face anymore, with an enthusiastic smile. What could be better than this cooperation?

Zhen Fan finished the call and was about to put down the phone when the call came again, but this time it was not Sampson, but an old acquaintance Tang Shaoyang, domestic long distance.

"Hello, Boss Zhen! I'm Tang Shaoyang." The voice over there seemed very respectful.

"I said, Old Tang, why did you become so tacky when you returned to China? Don't call me boss, boss. If you want, call me Xiao Zhen. Or Mr. Zhen, Doctor Zhen, whatever you want."

"Hehe..." A girl's laughter came from over there.

"Go, go, let's go, I'm on the phone with the boss, what are you trying to do with me?" A vague scolding voice came from Tang Shaoyang's side, but you could tell that his tone was more like doting.

"It's my daughter who is ignorant and talking nonsense over there!" Tang Shaoyang hurriedly apologized to Zhen Fan.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Old Tang, when will you come? I'm very busy here. If you don't come, I will be so tired that my back aches." Zhen Fan deliberately exaggerated and joked.

"I'll be here tomorrow. The flight will be at nine o'clock in the evening and I'll arrive in Los Angeles around six o'clock in the afternoon." Tang Shaoyang said, "This time my daughter will come too."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at the airport. I bought a car, which will come in handy!"

"Then how can I trouble you?" Tang Shaoyang sounded anxious.

"Old Tang, if you are so polite again, I will be angry. We have worked together for so long, and you still don't know who I am?" Zhen Fan said deliberately angrily, "That's it, I

Pick you up, goodbye." Zhen Fan stopped talking nonsense with him and hung up the phone directly.

Tang Shaoyang's return is undoubtedly good news, which will free up a lot of Zhen Fan's energy. It seems that there are really good things happening today.

The next day, when Cranston returned to the clinic for a follow-up visit, he once again brought up the matter of buying and selling the vineyard with Zhen Fan. It was obvious that he also wanted to sell it in a hurry. To be honest, the wine estate in Temecula is quite famous in the United States. Look.

This old man is really heartbroken about his last relationship.

"What do you think of my proposal?" Cranston smiled at Zhen Fan, "I will appropriately reduce it based on the market price. For me, there is no best way to sell this wine estate.

For the price, only the most suitable candidate will be selected. To be honest, it is worth saving a lot of money just for this reason.”

"I know, Mr. Cranston, I am actively evaluating this. I believe there will be a result soon." Zhen Fan nodded to him, "And... your condition, it is estimated that when our transaction is completed

, your body has recovered and you can go wherever you want."

"I'm waiting for you, Zhen!"

Cranston pointed at Zhen Fan and then tapped his chest.

"Goodbye, look forward to our cooperation!"

"Me too!"

The two said goodbye when Sampson's phone call came in. His voice was loud and special, and Zhen Fan immediately recognized it.

"I have arrived!"

"Why are you here?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately realized it and said with a smile, "You came really fast, okay, tell me where you are? I'll pick you up, I bought a car." He bought it.

I have a car and want to drive it everywhere.

"Really? This is the first good news I heard, and then we will have a second good news, and a third one..."

"Just tell me where you are."

"Well, you open the door to your office and walk into the waiting room. I'm sitting here. Your receptionist is really competent and told me not to call you during your treatment. Oh...

She's staring at me again!" Sampson's funny voice made Zhen Fan feel funny.

Zhen Fan walked out and saw Sampson sitting on the waiting chair. Several other patients were also sitting there waiting. When Zhen Fan came out, Sampson immediately jumped up and faced Zhen Fan.

Fan opens his arms for a big hug.

"I can't wait, so I can't wait until tomorrow, or later, I want to see the manor you mentioned now." Sampson kept chattering, and took the time to wink at Anne.

"Zhen——" Annie said in a long voice, "We still have patients!"

"Yes, yes, you are right, we still have patients!" Zhen Fan quickly replied and said to Simpson, "I'm really sorry, it seems we can't do this today. I still have patients.

Work. And unfortunately, the person I was talking to just now left."

"It doesn't matter, I can wait!" Although Sampson said this, there was a bit of frustration on his face.

"Mr. Cranston will come again tomorrow, and I will introduce you to him then!"

"It's best to do this. Then I'll go to the hotel and wait!" Sampson nodded and walked out the door. As he walked, he turned around and pointed at Zhen Fan, "Call me. I'll be there anytime.

Prepared."

"Don't worry, no one will take away your business!"

"It's our business!" Sampson smiled and left.

"Zhen——" Anne lengthened her voice again.

"I know, I know, this is a clinic, not a hotel roundtable conference room for business discussions. I promise, I will never let this guy show up here again!" Zhen Fan quickly raised his hand to express surrender, while moving his hand

Walk to the office.

Zhen Fan knew that Annie was protecting her clinic and letting patients see a professional image of the clinic and the image of a professional doctor. He was very grateful, instead of being ungratefully angry with her.

When we got home from get off work together, Annie's face looked a little dull, and the atmosphere in the car became a little dull.

"What's wrong with you? Annie, if it's because of Simpson, I can apologize. It's my problem. I'm sorry, Annie!" Zhen Fan stretched out a hand and shook Annie's smooth little hand.

Annie gently took her hand out and shook her head with a wry smile at Zhen Fan: "I'm fine. It seems you have already made a decision, right? I think you really should think about it."

"I know!" Zhen Fan patted Annie's hand, "I know, thank you, but I have already decided, don't worry about me, Annie, I know what I am doing."

"Okay, now that you've decided, let's do it!" Annie quickly adjusted and smiled at Zhen Fan. To be honest, she really hoped that Zhen Fan could concentrate on being a doctor instead of a wine merchant.

Of course, there is also a little selfishness of her own in this, that is, she will soon lose the enjoyment of staying with Zhen Fan every day and riding to the clinic with him in the car.

"By the way, do you still have the wine I gave you?" Zhen Fan had nothing to say, "If it's all gone, I can give you some more. It's all high and I brewed some more. I also h﹒c﹒d

There are a lot more."

"Do you think I'm an alcoholic?" Annie couldn't help but laugh, "I still have the two bottles you gave me last time. You know, because of Claire, I almost never thought of drinking!"

"What a good mother!" Zhen Fan smiled. He liked Anne like this, just like a good wife and mother in China.

"Of course, you know, now...I only have Claire left!" Annie's voice became a little deeper when she said this.

"Okay, be happy. We are neighbors and friends, right? So, you still have me!"

"Yes, always!" Annie smiled and opened the car window gently. The wind blew in, raising her hair and making her eyes blurry. (To be continued, please search Gone with the Wind.

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