Little Life on An American Ranch

"Of course it's a ghost, it's still a ghost, bah!"

Zhang Jialiang didn't know that Jian Heng said it was Qingyu, and thought he was talking about Zhang Yiping. Looking at Zhang Yiping's place, he glanced contemptuously and spat.

During the following auction process, Jian Heng was in a fog, his mind was either thinking about the sapphire that disappeared out of thin air, or thinking about why Zhang Yiping betrayed him.

This question is very easy to understand, for the sake of money!

Jian Heng also knows that Zhang Yiping's knife in the back has ruined his years of accumulation. As long as he watches the auction, the wretched old guy frequently raises his cards, and every time he buys one, he will attack him. Jian Heng knew that the client list he had accumulated for several years was sold to a wretched old man by Zhang Yiping, a traitor. Otherwise, it wouldn't be that there were two or three auctions in one game, but now there are five.

"No wonder we only have one order this time, so it's the traitor!" Luo Min whispered angrily.

At this time, Jian Heng has adjusted his mentality. Although he is only twenty-four years old, Jian Heng has passed the age of a little. He also knows in his heart that getting angry or even beating someone up won't solve the problem, and it will bring him big trouble. This person is not only trying to steal his own business, but also wants to see his shrew performance after his gaffe!

Jian Heng suppressed the anger in his heart, and reminded himself with the words of an old man: A person usually gets angry not because of how powerful he is, but because he is helpless, and there is nothing he can do except get angry. A truly powerful person uses not anger but a smile. Calmly and with a charming little smile, he stabs the knife into the opponent's heart, turns it up and down twice, and wipes his hands gracefully while watching the opponent fall. With the opponent's blood, he said softly: i-am-sorry!

Throughout the auction, Jian Heng spent most of the time adjusting himself.

More than an hour later, the auction ended. Jian Heng walked out of the auction house with Luo Min and Zhang Jialiang. When he reached the door, Da Ben had already stopped in front of him.

Just as Jian Heng bent down to get into the car, an annoying voice sounded.

"Jane, wait a minute!"

As soon as Jian Heng turned his head, he saw the old face that made him vomit, walking towards him with a disgusting smile.

"It turned out to be Mr. Diao, what's the matter?"

The old face was about one meter in front of Jian Heng: "Mr. Jian, Mr. Zhang jumped to my side. I just informed you now. I don't think you would mind so much, and you wouldn't blame Mr. Zhang Yiping for not saying goodbye, would you? "

Jian Heng's face was calm, and the Buddhist smile on his face made the old guy secretly unhappy.

"where!"

Zhang Jialiang couldn't bear it any longer, and said to Zhang Yiping who was following behind the old guy, "You're so embarrassed to stand here, you forgot how Brother Heng helped you when you first came to the United States!"

After hearing Zhang Jialiang's words, Zhang Yiping lowered his head in shame.

Jian Heng stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Jialiang, and smiled at him: "Why are you so angry! I'm not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I can't leave when I come here?"

After speaking, he asked Zhang Yiping: "Is there something I didn't do well, or is there something wrong?"

Zhang Yiping was stunned by Jian Heng's question, and he said after about two seconds: "No! It's just...".

Jian Heng didn't want to listen to his explanation, so he raised his hand and interrupted him: "It's fine if there is none! This way I can feel at ease!"

"It's so self-restraining!" The boss was a little annoyed, and kept holding back to watch the show. It's hard to know that Jian Heng's side neither became angry nor uttered bad words. Can you stop being so self-restraining, please? It made the younger brothers on my side look a little weird at Zhang Yiping.

Jian Hengshao said with a smile: "It's not like that, I've been learning how to be a person!"

This is a bit of a slap in the face! It means that you don't know how to be human!

Diao Jiahui grinned,

He laughed twice: "I don't know how Mr. Jian wants to make a living in the future! Could it be that you come back and prepare to fight a price war with me? Then I will look down on you a little bit, but I'm not afraid."

Speaking of this, the old man Diao raised his hand and looked around: "I have a lot of talents here! I am afraid that Mr. Jian will not be able to make any big waves even if he exerts his strength! There is no opponent, and I will monopolize the mainlanders. Business, this....".

Hearing what the old guy said, Jian Heng nodded with a serious face, and said in agreement: "It's natural, there are indeed a lot of talents around you, and they are all smart people!"

Then Jian Heng glanced at the woman standing behind the old man Diao, pointed at Sang Huai and turned to Zhang Jialiang with a smile and said: "Nowadays, some girls are smart, so it's better to find a young girl who has no money, so it's better to find someone who can climb into bed." Difficult old guy, in a few years, all the money will be in his pocket!"

Zhang Jialiang laughed when he heard it, and said badly: "Maybe it won't take a few years, and I will ask for a few more times when I go back at night, and someone will have a funeral tomorrow morning! Marrying us in our twenties, you can't be tossed to death. It took decades Facing a face, who doesn't want to vomit! Hey, it's really sad to be in your twenties!"

"you!......"

These words seemed to have hit the old man Diao's face, making the old man look as if his own father had died. That guy should be recognized.

"Mr. Diao, do you want to practice?" Jian Heng looked at Diao Jiahui with a smile.

Diao Jiahui looked up at Jian Heng, who was 1.87 meters tall, and said bitterly, "I hope you can still laugh in the future!"

After speaking, he beckoned, took the woman, Zhang Yiping and the two younger brothers, walked past Jian Heng and the others, got into his extended version of Cadillac and walked away.

After the three of Jian Heng got into the car, Zhang Jialiang immediately asked, "Brother Heng, what should we do?"

Both Zhang Jialiang and Luo Min knew that if they lost this job, their future life would probably be a bit difficult. This time, Zhang Yiping copied everyone's old background, and it can be said that the bottom is upside down.

"Let me think about it!" Jian Heng closed his eyes after saying a word, and leaned on the seat.

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Just as the car was about to drive into the boulevard, two white men, one old and one young, were looking at the Mercedes-Benz slowly coming out from the office window on the fourth floor of the auction house.

"Father, why do we cooperate with that slicker?" The young man asked while turning the wine glass in his hand.

The white-haired old man asked back, "Why not?"

"His methods are too low-key! Moreover, he probably won't make much money by making such a profit! Didn't you really say that the business can last for a long time only if you and your partners have a suitable profit? Why did you this time Chose slippery instead of Jane with a good reputation?"

"Jim, my son, things can't be set in one pattern, even if the old slicker quits, there will be others to cooperate with us, what matters to us is the Chinese market, not a certain person! "The old man knocked on his desk lightly.

The old man is the owner of the auction house, Frank Morgan. He is very proud of his son. He is old, young and smart, but he is still a little immature, with a tinge of idealism. He likes to see happy-end comedy endings, and he thinks that good people will be rewarded. But reality is sometimes not an alternative, let alone black and white.

But the old man also understands that no one is born capable of anything, and what young people lack is experience and experience.

Frank knew that the young man named Jian Heng was a good person, with a generous personality, responsibility, aggressiveness, and courage! The old man also understands in his heart that this incident is also a spiritual experience for young people in their twenties. If they pass it, they will be stronger psychologically. If they fail to pass it, they will blame others like some people , constantly spending time complaining about the injustice of God, and then just wasting away in the years.

"You admire him very much?" Old Frank looked at his proud son with a smile.

Jim nodded: "Well, I admire his character!"

"Then you can return the ten thousand yuan to him!" After finishing speaking, old Frank picked up the check book from his desk, wrote a number with a few strokes, and handed it to his son.

"Father!" Jim didn't understand, and looked at his father in confusion.

"You give him the money, and you can be friends with him!" Frank said.

Frank also appreciates Jian Heng, a young man, because Jian Heng's character is very valuable in today's era. But as the boss of the auction house, the old man will not refuse the benefits of sending someone to the door. The old man did this to let his son learn from Jian Heng how to grow into the core of a small group and how to unite people to his side. Although Jian Heng is experiencing betrayal, the drama of the seller's pursuit of glory makes Frank, who is in his decades, feel like throwing up. Who has been in business for decades who hasn't experienced it?

Betrayal is the norm in today's society, and loyalty is a rare thing. Besides, there was a Judas around Jesus, let alone a human being!

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After the Mercedes-Benz drove two streets, Jian Heng asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road, and got down to walk for a while.

Taking off his watch and ring and putting them in his pocket, Jian Heng bowed his waist and said to Zhang Jialiang: "Send Luo Min back first, and then return the car!"

Seeing Zhang Jialiang's worried face, Jian Heng smiled and said: "I'm fine, I just want to take a quiet walk, don't worry, this small twists and turns won't defeat me!"

After finishing speaking, Jian Heng closed the car door directly without waiting for the two of them to say anything else, then patted the roof of the car twice, and watched the Mercedes-Benz drive into the traffic until it disappeared.

Walking on the road, Jian Heng began to reflect on what he did wrong in the whole thing. As for whether Zhang Yiping was wrong or right, Jian Heng was not in the mood to judge, because Jian Heng felt that it was meaningless to him, even if Zhang Yiping knelt down and cried , the previous customers will not come back, unless they are willing to give a lower quotation than Diao's.

However, based on Jian Heng's understanding of the shit-stirring old thing, if he did this, he would not be profitable at all. In the face of a business without profit, Jian Heng is not qualified to do it now.

Thinking as he walked, when he reached the door of the room he rented, Jian Heng sighed, took out the key and said: "The minister will lose his body, the king will lose his body, the ancients will never deceive me!"

At this moment, Jian Heng figured it out. He was isolated and unaccompanied in the United States, so he subconsciously treated Zhang Yiping, who came from China and had almost the same experience, as a relative. He did not hide anything from him. This kind of unreserved trust That is the biggest hidden danger of the whole thing.

Handing over your most important business list to others is almost equivalent to giving others a chance to betray you, and you have become that insignificant king. If you lose the list, you will also lose your small kingdom that makes money. Jian Heng feels that this lesson is not good. It's not profound, years of painstaking efforts were ruined, and this loss is a bit big.

The door opened with a snap, Jian Heng looked up and saw a woman in her twenties standing in the room.

The woman's name is Zhou Jun, and she is Jian Heng's nominal wife.

The detours here are also simple: Zhou Jun wanted to obtain American citizenship, so the intermediary found Jian Heng. The operation method was that Zhou Jun gave Jian Heng a sum of money, and Jian Heng used a fake marriage to get Zhou Jun to the United States. membership.

It was originally a money relationship, but after living under the same roof for a few months, a couple from a foreign country rolled into bed. After that, Zhou Jun didn't pay the rest of the money, and Jian Heng naturally didn't want any more money. , The two set fire to live a small life.

It's not a matter of mutual love between the two, it can only be said that the two of them stay together to keep warm.

"Are you back?" Zhou Jun said while carrying her suitcase.

"Huh! Let's go?" Jian Heng asked casually.

Zhou Jun replied: "Let's go, I will play tomorrow and ask the lawyer to come over and send you the divorce documents, you just sign it!"

"no problem!"

Jian Heng shrugged his shoulders and said.

Although Zhou Jun has not obtained American citizenship yet, she has found a Caucasian boyfriend. The two decided to get married within a month or so. It seems that they are here to move things today. Originally, Jian Heng still wanted to persuade her to have a good eye. It was not that Jian Heng was greedy for the beauty of the parents, and it was not that he lacked a bed warmer, but that Zhou Jun had a problem with his vision of men.

In fact, Jian Heng didn't understand why a woman like Zhou Jun had a good job in China, a good family, and a high income. She was living a good life, but she insisted on coming to the United States, and then she sharpened her head and insisted on marrying a white man!

Based on Jian Heng's experience, the white people that Zhou Jun climbed up to are "foreign trash". Many American girls who are new to the United States think that all Americans are polite, first-class and good people, but after a long time, they realize that as a foreigner , the rate of you encountering white trash in the United States is far higher than the rate of good people by several orders of magnitude.

"Mike is already waiting for me downstairs"

Today's Zhang Yiping's mess made Jian Heng unhappy, so he was not in the mood to persuade Zhou Jun. He also knew that he would not listen to him even if he persuaded him. What did he come to the United States for? To marry a white man and have a beautiful baby Here come the mulattos!

"It's a good journey!" Jian Heng said flatly.

After sending Zhou Jun out, Jian Heng closed the door and began to undress. The watch ring is a fake, but this dress is not! The clothes that were taken off were not folded, just thrown on the ground casually, not at all like before, every time Jian Heng took off his distressed outfit, Jian Heng was very worried like a slave serving his master in a palace drama in the Qing Dynasty. careful.

Stripped himself off, stood under the shower head, Jian Heng allowed the steaming water to pour directly over his head, closed his eyes and stood under the water for almost three minutes, trying to get rid of the depression in his heart.

At this time, the small shower room was already filled with smoke like a fairy cave.

Opened his eyes, raised his hand to turn on the small exhaust machine, Jian Heng just stood in front of the mirror naked, and stretched out his hand to wipe the water-stained mirror, originally wanting to smile at himself in the mirror , Who knew that when Jian Heng saw the image in the mirror, Jian Heng couldn't help being stunned.

On Jian Heng's chest, a tattoo pattern appeared!

Although tattoos are very popular now, and the streets in the United States are even worse, Jian Heng is not a fan of tattoos, and he has no interest in doing tricks on himself, but now he has a tattoo for no reason, which makes Jian Heng Constantly felt a little tight.