Dozo America

I made a mistake in the previous chapter, I'm sorry, brothers, I've corrected it this time!

"Zhen, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock...please, tomorrow is Sunday...I knew it, okay, we'll see you tomorrow, I'll come to you." Sampson spoke in a somewhat anxious tone.

"I know, see you tomorrow, Sampson."

Early the next morning, while Zhen Fan was still having breakfast, he heard someone calling his name loudly outside the house: "Zhen, Zhen, it's me, Sampson." Then he heard a knock on the door.

"Chinese-style noodles smell good!" Sampson walked to the dining table and saw the noodles Zhen Fan was eating, and sniffed hard, "I like noodles, whether they are Chinese or Italian."

"Well, I could have left it until tomorrow, but it seems I can't do it now!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled at Sampson, then walked to the kitchen, mixed the remaining noodles, took them out, and put them on the table.

In front of Sampson, "Try the Chinese mixed sauce noodles. It tastes pretty good."

"Thank you, Zhen, you are such a good person!" Sampson laughed and waved the fork Zhen Fan gave him, "It tastes very good, a little strange, but... it's really good. Miscellaneous noodles? I remember it.

After staying here, if you order Chinese food from now on, this is the way to go!”

After Zhen Fan finished eating, he called Cranston and explained the location and time. After Sampson finished eating and tidied up, Zhen Fan went out with him.

"Want to take my car?" Sampson watched Zhen Fan walk towards his garage and pointed at the Mercedes-Benz SUV parked in front of Zhen Fan's lawn.

"You really know how to enjoy it!" Zhen Fan felt a different feeling as soon as he got into the car. It was very comfortable and had a sense of technology.

"$1.3 million, custom-made!" Sampson was a little proud. But when he saw Zhen Fan's unhappy eyes, he quickly smiled and said, "Zhen, if you want, I can order one for you.

It’s VIP and it’s discounted.”

"Forget it!" Zhen Fan said nothing and urged Sampson to drive quickly.

Cranston's vineyard is about twenty miles away in the countryside, where there are large grape-growing estates. According to Cranston's address, Zhen Fan and the others passed through several vineyards and stopped at a

In front of a very quaint house, this is the residence of Callanston Vineyards.

"It's nice to see you!" Cranston was waiting in front of the house. When he saw Zhen Fan, he went to greet him. The two hugged. Then he hugged Sampson again, "Nice to see you, Sampson."

Mr. Sen?”

"Yes, Mr. Cranston."

"I heard Zhen mention you. He said you are very smart and a good wine merchant!" Cranston invited Zhen Fan and Sampson into the house and followed behind.

"Sit here!" Cranston led them to sit in the living room of the house. Although this house was relatively simple, it had a pastoral feel. Zhen Fan looked around and was filled with admiration.

"I think this is what I want!" Zhen Fan nodded.

"Want a cup of coffee?" General Cranston brought two cups of coffee, one to Zhen Fan and one to Sampson.

"Of course, but... if we take a look at the vineyard or wine cellar first, it might help me enjoy this wonderful moment more!" Sampson couldn't hold himself back.

"What do you mean?" Cranston looked at Zhen Fan.

"Of course, I have no problem. Sampson must have more experience sitting up than me on this matter!" Zhen Fan smiled.

"Okay, in that case, let's go to the vineyard and have a look. You can also choose to take my helicopter, privately. This will be a wonderful air trip!"

"If that's the case, of course it's best!" Sampson nodded quickly.

"Come here, guys, let you see my beautiful baby!" Cranston looked very happy when he mentioned the helicopter, waving his head towards Fan and Sampson, "Come out, I will take you to see

That beautiful girl."

"The girl won't fly us!" Sampson said, following Cranston out, and then walked around to the back of the house, where there was an apron, and a white and blue helicopter was parked there.

Very beautiful appearance.

"Very beautiful!" Zhen Fan couldn't help but whistle.

"I like it very much, and I will have it, man!" Sampson's eyes turned red at the time, and then he vowed to Zhen Fan, "I will have such a guy soon. I promise!"

"Of course, you will have everything here, and you will also have a beautiful girl like this!" Cranston clapped his hands and said loudly, "Okay, guys, let's get on the plane so that we can overlook my

The entire vineyard, the soil here will produce the purest tasting wine!”

"I can't wait to get into this girl!" Sampson couldn't wait to get into the helicopter first and sat behind the cab.

"That's right, sometimes I feel like I'm in this girl's arms!" Cranston laughed, opened the cab door, and got in.

"Come up, Zhen, we're going to start air travel!" Sampson waved to Zhen Fan and shouted loudly. At this time, Cranston also started the helicopter, the propellers began to declare war, and the engine made a huge roar.

Zhen Fan was about to board the plane, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. It came from a prediction. He pinched his fingers suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he stopped completely.

"Come down, come down!" Zhen Fan shouted loudly to Simpson and kept waving.

"What?" Sampson couldn't hear Zhen Fan's voice because the engine was too loud.

"Come here, hurry up and stop this damn plane!" Zhen Fan shouted and lost his patience. He rushed to the cab and shouted loudly to Cranston.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop!" Cranston finally heard Zhen Fan's shout and stopped the helicopter, "Man, this is the first time I started the plane but it didn't fly."

"Oh, brother, you ruined a wonderful air trip for me." Sampson reluctantly jumped off the plane and walked towards Zhen Fan, but he was not as frustrated as Cranston.

The huge roar of the plane gradually subsided.

Calanston opened his hands to Zhen Fan and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Don't worry, it was the same when I made an airplane for the first time. It was even worse than you. I peed my pants."

"Aha!" Sampson laughed, "I'm not much better, but at least I won't wet my pants."

"But I was only one year old at the time, and I fucking peed on my mom's pants." Cranston laughed at Sampson, feeling a little proud of having teased Sampson.

"When you were one year old? This story must be as old as this manor!" Sampson replied not to be outdone, "Yes, that must be the case."

"Stop talking nonsense, Sampson, we have to see the vineyard!" Zhen Fan said to Sampson, then walked to Cranston and shook his head, "I don't know why, but I think, you

It's best to send someone to check this helicopter, maybe you'll know why I asked you to come down."

"What's wrong with this plane? It's only been a year!" Cranston raised his hands and said loudly in confusion, "What's wrong with this plane?" He repeated.

"Maybe I'm paranoid." Zhen Fan raised his hand, "Is this your agricultural vehicle? Why don't we take this one? I like cars like this, they always bring surprises." Zhen Fan pointed to the vineyard and parked next to it.

This is a small farm vehicle. This is a multi-purpose vehicle used for cutting grass or transporting grapes in the vineyard. It is small and can travel leisurely through the vineyard.

"Well, I have nothing to say! My hopes have fallen from the sky to the ground." Sampson looked at Zhen Fan and added, "I was joking."

"Okay, since you insist, let's drive this weird thing and visit the vineyard. It may also be a wonderful experience. But...you will get used to this method sooner or later!" Cranston shrugged.

, then walked towards the car and became excited.

I have to say that Cranston has taken good care of his vineyard. Although Zhen Fan is not very good at growing grapes, he still has good eyesight. Sampson knows a lot about it, and he is full of praise.

"Okay, Cranston, I think we have enough!" Zhen Fan motioned to Cranston to stop the car, "We are very satisfied, and the area you planted is not small, I am quite satisfied!"

"So...Mr. Sampson..." Cranston looked at Sampson.

"I'm also very satisfied, but I still have to invite professional appraisers to come over. They will be here tomorrow. They are experts from ASFMRA (American Association of Farm Managers and Rural Appraisers)." Sampson verbally said he was satisfied, but

He still wants the best price.

"Oh, I hate ASFMRA and even the ASA (American Society of Appraisers)." Cranston shook his head deliberately and sighed, then laughed again, "I was joking."

"Don't drag me around tomorrow. Once we've negotiated, I'll come back!" Zhen Fan smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, in that case, why don't we try my corn tortillas and all-natural peanut butter now?" Cranston enthusiastically invited Zhen Fan and Sampson to have lunch here.

"I love tortillas and peanut butter, and of course... if you had pancakes or grilled sausage, it would be a perfect lunch party. I'll throw in a bottle of h﹒c﹒d, you know how much that costs?

Bottle?" Sampson never forgets to promote it wherever he goes.

"Okay, I don't have any objections to lunch." Zhen Fan waved his hand, "But... Mr. Cranston, I'm still worried about your plane. Check to see if you have any losses!"

"Okay, okay, I listen to you!" Cranston nodded, "But it's lunch time now, not flight time, guys, are you ready to enjoy it?" (To be continued, please search

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