Little Life on An American Ranch

After Jian Heng arrived in the town, the miserable trip to South Africa suddenly went smoothly. He rented a car and rushed to the airport, boarded the plane smoothly, and landed in New York smoothly. The handover with White's subordinates was also abnormal. It went well, as if the previous bad luck had been used up.

As for the ranch, Zhang Jialiang did a good job, and Jian Heng felt that even if he came to watch it by himself, it would be like this.

The only problem is that White is giving cash, which is a bit troublesome. Of course, no one knows how to use checks in transactions on the black market. This thing is too easy to trace.

It's nothing to pay a hundred thousand yuan in cash once or twice. After Jian Heng went back and forth a few times, he started to have a headache when he had more and more cash on hand.

Here in the United States, it is no different than in China. Do you want to deposit such a large amount of cash in the bank? That guy pretty much just called the IRS and told them to come and arrest someone. Now I am short of money, but at the same time there is more than 200,000 US dollars in the secret mirror, and the profit from the diamond business has no way to spend it. Do you feel bad?

So, after a month of comfortable life, Jian Heng finally has something to worry about, and he still needs to be beaten. The family has a lot of money, and there is no good channel to wash it off!

No channel does not mean that there is no channel at all, it just means that the cost of this channel is too high, and the handling fee of 100 US dollars into envoys is 25%, and killing people is nothing more than that.

Hush!

Jian Heng was lying on the sofa at home, holding a stack of US knives in his hand, the kind that came in a bundle of 10,000 knives. He couldn't stop playing with the money, listening to the beautiful sound made by the stack of money.

"Oh!" Jian Heng sighed.

Ow! Ow!

As soon as Jian Heng looked up, he found that when the dining table was down, his own rabbit Erhu was biting the head of the little white lion. The little white lion, which was a circle bigger than the rabbit, now looked like a waste snack. Xixi asked Jian Heng for help.

Look at the current appearance of this guy, how can he still have a bit of the prestige of the king of the grassland!

"Being bullied by a rabbit, you are the scum of the lions, a disgrace to the felines!" Jian Heng looked at the little white lion and sighed, and then took the stack of beautiful knives in his hand so directly He threw it at the rabbit.

"Don't bully the idiot!" Jian Heng shouted immediately when he saw the rabbit and the tiger dodging his banknote brick.

Just as he was about to stand up and pick up the beautiful knife, Jian Heng's cell phone on the table rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was He Ye calling, so he answered the phone: "Brother Ye, why are you so free to call me today?"

"I only called when I was free. I'm so busy that I can't even touch the ground. SH runs around New York. By the way, have you sold your car?" He Ye knew Jian Heng's temperament, so he went straight to the point after chatting a few words .

"There are still twenty days left," Jian Heng said.

"Are you interested in negotiating a purchase?" He Ye naturally knew that he hadn't filmed it yet, so why should he ask such a big matter. The date was set in the past, and it can be changed wherever it is said. He asked this question just to elicit the following words.

Jian Heng couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Buy?"

As a mixed auction house, Jian Heng naturally knows what negotiation is all about. This means that before the auction, the seller and the buyer have reached a deal, and then the lot will no longer face the public auction. Of course, the auction house The fee still has to be paid, and if this thing is less, the auction will not be done.

Hearing He Ye's question, Jian Heng was a little bit embarrassed. Money matters are always a bit uncomfortable when they involve friends. Now Jian Heng thinks that He Ye wants to buy it, so if the price is high on his side, He Ye will feel uncomfortable, and if the price is low, he will feel uncomfortable. Even if the price is obviously suitable, both sides will feel uncomfortable when meeting hypocritical people.

"Are you interested?" Jian Heng asked.

He Ye immediately said: "What do I mean? I have no preference for antique cars. I am a friend in China.

The relationship found me here, and I just sent a message. The guy is called Zuo Tong. He has a little money at home. Fortunately, he is an antique car. He is planning to open a museum in China. This car is interesting to you! "

"This one?"

To be honest, dealing with Chinese people at this time is really not as straightforward as foreigners. Foreigners have a lot of money and the most money. But we can’t be so direct when facing Chinese people. Chinese people have their own way of dealing with things outside the country. Sometimes domestic money is money, and sometimes money is not money.

For things like this, a foreigner would definitely come to the door directly and ask Jian Heng how much he can make a move, but the Chinese are different. When they find He Ye, they will make a first stop on the field, and they can attack and retreat or defend.

He Ye heard something on the other side, so he said with a smile: "One size is one size. I don't know him very well. I found him by beating around the bush. I just admire his words, saying that we used to go abroad. After buying our own things, we should now get some meaningful and good things from abroad to be exhibited in China. After hearing this, I agreed to inquire about this for him. You sell whoever you sell, and the price Under the right premise, it is really better to sell domestically.”

"The price of my car is probably much higher than that one! I think you should let him pay attention to that one!" Jian Heng suggested here.

"People are not afraid of being expensive, but they are afraid of being bad. Don't you know the temperament of a bunch of rich locals in the country?" He Ye smiled and said: "I have compared the two cars, and this one of yours is the best in maintenance. , and almost more than 95 parts are original, that one has been repaired and some parts have been replaced, so the value is naturally not as good as yours."

Jian Heng listened and nodded: "Let's find a chance and have a good talk!"

"Okay!" Seeing that Jian Heng agreed, He Ye said, "I'll write back to him, and after seeing it for two days, let's make an appointment to discuss this matter."

"Hey, brother Ye, let me ask you something. I have a pen and money here is not easy to spend. Is there anything you can do?" Jian Heng remembered that He Ye was a loan shark in China. There is a way to do this.

Hearing what Jian Heng said, how could He Ye not know that Jian Heng has a black pen in his hand and now wants to wash it white, without even thinking about it: "Green for red or red for green? Red for green at the current price But the price is very high, now there are too many reds and greens in China, and the price is very high!"

Jian Heng said: "Where did I get the red in my hand, it's all green, and I'm still using it here in the end!"

Green means beautiful swords, red naturally means domestic soft girls, green for red means beautiful swords for RMB, and red for green is naturally the other way around. The current domestic currency is tight. Relatively speaking, it is difficult to exchange RMB for the United States, but it is easy to exchange US dollars for RMB.

"That's okay, but my 15% handling fee, if the quantity is large, such as one green, then it can be discounted!"

"I don't have a number, it's tens, less than a hundred," Jian Heng said.

"Let's talk about it when we meet!"

He Ye thought that no matter what Jian Heng said here, there must be several million dollars, but who knew it would be hundreds of thousands to less than one million, and he suddenly felt choked up. Generally speaking, such a small number Can't reach He Ye's eyes, is hundreds of thousands of dollars a lot?

So He Ye replied to Jian Heng dumbfounded.

"That's good!" Jian Heng just said something here, and found a call coming in, so he said to He Ye: "Brother Ye, let's meet and talk later, I have a call coming in!"

"Row!"

After He Ye hung up the phone, Mr. Trouble's voice came from Jian Heng's ear again: "Coach, you really don't want to be a coach anymore?"

"Yeah!" Jian Heng replied, "Didn't I agree with you two days ago?"

After tossing and tossing for a while, Jian Heng tried the effects of cow and lion water on the troubled couple, and also figured out some of the truths.

Now the situation cannot be explained by foreigners' notes, so Jian Heng also began to try to translate the ancient Chinese in the secret realm, but with Jian Heng's two brushes, how can he recognize the characters in the book? There are not many words, and there is no clue at all.

Mr. Trouble asked, "Then what shall we do?"

During this period of time, Mr. Trouble has gained 22 pounds of flesh, and his body has plumped up a lot. Mrs. Trouble has lost 32 pounds of flesh, and her figure has become a bit 'beautiful'. Now Jian Heng can't say no. It's done, the couple want to die now! Now the couple are still out of shape, and Jian Heng is so picky that the two of them have almost become ants on the hot pot.

Jian Heng said: It's none of my business what you do!

But it was not easy to say that, so he said: "You also know that I bought a ranch in Montana, how can I have the time to teach in New York! Besides, how can I raise a ranch with the money for the class?" !"

"Then you can give a physique control class at the ranch!" Mr. Trouble said immediately.

"I'll think about it again, but I calculated that there must be at least 20 students a month, and each student must have at least 20,000 dollars to survive," Jian Heng said.

What Jian Heng said is actually nonsense. Apart from playing with money, he is now thinking about how to launder the money. He has no time to think about holding fitness classes in special venues. As for twenty people a month, every day Renting 20,000 yuan is even more nonsense. What kind of ranch needs 400,000 U.S. dollars a month to maintain it, and Jian Heng's small ranch can be expanded ten times, and the cost is almost the same.

Talking nonsense is actually an excuse for Jian Heng. Now that he has to go this way every month, he can easily get a hundred thousand dollars, and there is no problem in running a ranch. To put it more clearly, Jian Heng doesn't want to do the work of serving people anymore, and you two can go to cool off wherever you like.

"If there are 20 people, can we open it for another month?" Mr. Trouble really heard the difference.

"Yeah!" Jian Heng responded casually.

These words are pure touch, meaning that if you find 20 of them and give each of them 20,000, then I will continue to pay. The 400,000 dollars is still legitimate, and Jian Heng feels stupid if he doesn’t make money.

"That's good! I'll go and think of a way," Mr. Trouble said without even thinking about it.

Hearing what he said, Jian Heng stopped talking. But from the bottom of his heart, Jian Heng doesn't think that the troublesome couple can find twenty people, and they are willing to go to Montana to attend classes.