Little Life on An American Ranch

When Jian Heng arrived at the airport, he saw Wu Yong and a middle-aged Caucasian man in his fifties walking up to him.

Wu Yong will not talk about it, but only say that this middle-aged white man is in his fifties. She doesn't have much hair anymore, just a circle of sparse hair between the ears and the back of the neck.

He was wearing an old suit that looked like it was ten years ago, and the tie around his neck still had some oil stains on it. Looking at the look, he was either a beggar or a great scientist.

"Are you here to pick up someone?" Jian Heng curiously took the box Zhang Jialiang handed over, and asked the two who walked in front of him.

Wu Yong replied: "Which kind of person did you pick up, are we here to see you off?"

"Send it to me?" Jian Heng became even more curious, and thought: I don't have anything to give here, and I haven't heard you say that I want to give it away before, so why did you suddenly mention this matter.

Zhang Jialiang slammed the car door shut at this moment, nodded to Wu Yong and the accompanying middle-aged man, and then said to Jian Heng: "Boss, I won't send you in, and I will give you to Barley and Wheat when it falls to the ground." Sister, tell me you're safe."

"Okay, you go back, be careful on the road, don't drive like flying, do you know?" Jian Heng turned his head and asked him specially.

Zhang Jialiang nodded and said: "Okay, I understand, then I'm leaving."

"Let's go! I happen to be going into the terminal too." Jian Heng raised his hand as he spoke, signaling for everyone to talk while walking.

Seeing Jian Heng's movements, Wu Yong and the middle-aged man stood shoulder to shoulder with Jian Heng.

After walking two steps, Wu Yong said, "Are those instruments okay?"

"It turns out that you came here to care about those instruments. Don't worry, everything is fine. At this time, you have almost arrived in China," Jian Heng said.

Wu Yong said: "No trouble, right?"

Jian Heng glanced at him curiously, and asked back, "What kind of trouble will there be?"

"Mr. Jian, there is an instrument inside that is embargoed by the Congress. If you do this, it will cause us a lot of trouble," the middle-aged man said coldly.

Jian Heng turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, thinking: Who is this guy?

Wu Yong immediately explained after seeing it: "Mr. Jefferson,

The chief scientist of our animal company, graduated from the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, has a deep knowledge of biotechnology... ".

Listening to Wu Yong's rambling, Jian Heng didn't understand most of the things, he was taken aback by the title of Chief Scientist.

When Jian Heng thought that the chief scientist's subordinates were only in charge of a dozen people, he couldn't help but feel happy. He felt that this middle-aged man's brain was damaged by reading. Didn't he know that he was one of the three major shareholders of the company? Strictly speaking Jian Heng is also the boss of a middle-aged man, talking to himself like that?

Don't mention that Americans are equal. Equality is superficial, or ordinary people engage in politics. If you talk about equality with your boss, I will ask you: Is the job in your hand really secure? !

"Mr. Jefferson is a little worried, afraid that we will get into unnecessary trouble." Wu Yong immediately explained.

Wu Yong didn't want to offend the chief scientist he invited, but he didn't want to offend Jian Heng even more. Although a scientist like Jefferson is considered top-notch, it's not hard to come by. As long as you spend a lot of money, you can choose, but Jian Heng only has one. , That's Wu Yong's God of Wealth, if you can't catch this thing, you might regret it for the rest of your life.

So Wu Yong immediately explained to ease the tension between the two of them.

Jian Heng asked Jefferson, "Have you read the list of breeds I gave you?"

"I've seen it," Jefferson thought for a moment, then nodded.

"If you were asked to exchange that instrument for this breed of cattle, would you be willing to exchange it?" Jian Heng asked again.

Jefferson thought for a while, and it didn't take long before he said firmly: "Change!"

"That's it!" Jian Heng shrugged his shoulders and said relaxedly.

Jefferson's eyes lit up immediately, and he smiled at Jian Heng: "Aren't autocratic national civil servants the best to sell? I heard that they only have money in their eyes, and they can even trade their wives to their bosses for promotion. Can’t we use all the money to solve the problem? The United States should be very useful in China, right?”

Jian Heng was stunned when he heard his words: "Who told you?"

"I saw what was said in the Chinese news that a corrupt official raised and slept with hundreds of women, and they all left notes about their sex, and they commented on every woman...".

Americans like to look at bad things in other countries. Just like China, they enjoy themselves from the bad side of others. Not only people like to do these things, but also the national media.

"Hey! Hey! What's wrong with you?" Jian Heng couldn't help but smile wryly at this.

Is there such a thing?

Have!

But it cannot be said that all people are so shameless. Of course, in the hearts of most Americans, the doctrine is the most evil system of mankind.

Propaganda is just propaganda. In fact, just like in China, the media keeps reporting about shootings here in the United States and riots there. But in fact, if you live in China and look around, you will see that they are going to the United States in a row, and many of them are children, wives and children of leaders at all levels.

Jefferson said: "Isn't that right? Are you going to trade that instrument for cattle this time? Although it is a good business, if the police find out, we will be in big trouble."

"I'll be back in a few days, don't worry, they don't want instruments," Jian Heng said very speechlessly.

At this time, Jian Heng thought: If I knew what equipment was so good, I would just give it up, who the hell wants to get into this trouble.

If it were someone else, they might want to smuggle some machines from the United States to China, but Jian Heng doesn’t want to cause trouble because he still has to live in the United States. Don’t think that the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security in the United States are all vegetarians. With that little skill, you can stir up trouble under their noses. If something really happens, there is no way to protect you in the country.

"Well, just give some more dollars," Jefferson said happily.

Jefferson still wanted to talk, but Wu Yong stopped him immediately, and said to Jian Heng, "Then go back early!"

"By the way, have all the people on your side arrived?" Jian Heng asked.

Wu Yong said: "It's all here, there are five people in total. You can check the arrangement. Now you have found a hotel to stay in. When the time comes, you can just call the number I gave you yesterday."

"Okay!" Jian Heng nodded in response.

Speaking of this, Jian Heng raised his head here and found that he had reached the gate of the security check, so he stopped and said to the two of them: "Okay, you all go back, don't worry, I will bring back all the things one by one. !"

After speaking, he nodded at the two, then put the box in his hand on the inspection table, and stood in front of the security personnel.

After entering the airport and changing the ticket, Jian Heng waited for about ten minutes and got on the flight to Los Angeles. When he got there, he found a hotel and lay down for half a day before boarding the flight to Shanghai.

The journey went smoothly, and the plane landed at the airport in Shanghai nearly 20 minutes late.

Back at home, I took a shower, didn't say much, went directly to the car rental company, rented a plus Lincoln, took advantage of the night to drive to the door of my small villa, and drove away the driver. Jian Heng got into the car, first got Jack and a few strong soldiers who accompanied him out, and then drove the car directly to the hotel where the scientific researchers were staying.

After picking them up, they were all blindfolded, and led them around on the expressway. After going out of the city, Jian Heng put all these researchers, including their luggage, into the space, and the next thing was It's not Jian Heng's business anymore, it's all left to Jack to manage.

Sperm extraction from bulls and egg extraction from cows are enough for these nerds to work for several days.

After finishing all the work, it was already midnight, Jian Heng climbed into bed and fell asleep. He had just slept for a while when he heard the phone ringing next to his ear.

When I opened my eyes, I realized that it was already half past ten in the morning, and before I knew it, I had slept for more than seven hours.

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