Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 13 Cherish each other

   Seeing Jian Heng didn't ask any questions, Zhao Changshan couldn't help it, and said to Jian Heng: "I said you are really boring!"

   "Hehe! What's wrong with me?" Jian Heng looked at Zhao Changshan and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Changshan didn't talk about his appetite for Jian Heng anymore, and said directly: "The people who came here are from my hometown, and they used to make some side jobs at my hometown, but now the business at my hometown is not very easy. When I have some money, I want to make a living here in the United States, and see if I can move some of my business over here.”

   "What side door?" Jian Heng asked curiously.

  Zhao Changshan said: "Loan usury, the kind that pays two cents and three cents!"

   "Is there anyone still releasing it now?" Jian Heng asked strangely.

Zhao Changshan said: "Why no one let it go, it's just not as crazy as before, and now it's all because of the right people, but I heard that the country is now cracking down on gangsters, I guess it might be because they are afraid of playing around the corner. You said that if you don’t have contacts in the gangsters, it’s impossible to let people who make money like them. I’ve heard many people think that this crackdown on gangsters is just talk. More than 100 people have been directly arrested, more than 15 years, and the death sentence with reprieve is currently seven."

   After confirming this point, Zhao Changshan stretched out his hand and made a gesture, his mouth curled up while making the gesture.

  Jian Heng smiled and said: "If you want me to tell you, it's a bit late to crack down on gangsters. What kind of country are we? How can a socialist country allow the underworld to be so arrogant!"

Although Jian Heng has also touched some gray areas in the United States, he has no good impression of the underworld at all. These people can do anything for money, and they dare to do anything, even if they are some black hands that some people on the domestic Internet myth Dang, Jian Heng also understands some details, such as loyalty, protection of the same ethnicity and the like are useless in their eyes, what kind of fan does not sell Italians, it is all nonsense, not in the Italian community where Italians go to sell ? Go to the Hispanic community to sell, so what do Hispanic gangsters eat? In short, these people kill people and set fires, force women into prostitution, and so on. As long as they make money, there is nothing they dare not do, or do not want to do.

  Zhao Changshan listened and said: "It is not possible without black, some things are still useful."

   "I don't like to hear these words anymore, it will only be better without the underworld order." Jian Heng smiled and shook his head.

"Okay, I won't earn this with you. I came to you this time to let you meet. Aren't you familiar with Xiaopai? Let's see if you are interested in doing it together. You provide resources and knowledge. He pays for it! That guy Diao Jiahui is doing it for someone else, so you can’t beat him by driving yourself?" Zhao Changshan said.

  Hearing what Zhao Changshan said, Jian Heng couldn't help being stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Zhao Changshan was waiting for him here. As soon as he didn't have a job here, he thought of a possible way out for him.

  He was a little touched, Jian Heng paused and said: "Brother Changshan, I really thank you, but now I don't plan to work for others, I wonder if I can see if I can make a living."

  Zhao Changshan said: "Still engaged in filming?"

   "No!"

Jian Heng just said casually, people who are going to use the money from selling big money to go back to their hometowns for the elderly, how can they make trouble in the United States, they don’t need seven hundred dollars, and those who have two million dollars living in a small county in China can live with them It's the same as flying, why bother to suffer such a terrible crime in the United States.

Maybe if you meet a white man on the street, he will yell at you and go back to China, as if their ancestors have been living in the Americas, as if the Indians were killed by us Chinese Like.

"Careering is worse than being familiar with it, but I won't persuade you. You are a reliable person, and you won't go to Liangshan without three-thirds!" Having said that, Zhao Changshan raised his head, and when he When he saw the window, he smiled and said, "Here we come!"

  After hearing this, Jian Heng turned his head and saw a Chinese face coming towards the door.

  I originally thought that a loan shark must have a dark face, a big gold chain on his neck, a Rolex on his wrist that is either shiny or full of diamonds so that the hands cannot be seen, and a pair of black sunglasses.

Unexpectedly, this person is not too tall, with a figure of about 1.75 meters, a bit thin, not only not thick, but rather delicate, wearing a pair of glasses, gentle and slightly feminine .

   It doesn't look like a usury, it's a bit like a young actor in the film and television industry, with a little fresh meat that the so-called rotten girls like now. He also looks young in age, no more than thirty years old at most.

  Is the domestic usury all in this concave shape? Jian Heng couldn't help thinking secretly.

  Seeing someone coming in, Jian Heng stood up naturally.

   "Boss He, this is Jian Heng I told you about. Jian Heng is He Ye, Boss He" Zhao Changshan immediately opened his mouth to introduce when he saw someone enter the door.

  Jian Heng and He Ye shook hands, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then they were dragged by Zhao Changshan to a small private room with the Eight Immortals Table inside and sat down.

  After a few words, Zhao Changshan stood up: "You guys talk first, I'll cook."

   After speaking, seeing Jian Heng and He Ye standing up, he quickly stretched out his hand to signal them to sit down.

   Waiting for Zhao Changshan to go out, He Ye asked straight to the point: "I heard that Boss Jian used to work in auction houses here in New York. Is this business easy to do?"

Jian Heng thought for a while, and organized his language: "How should I put it, many industries in the United States have been fixed, and it is not difficult to enter, and there is no industry threshold, but it is more difficult to make money and develop to a certain level than in China. not easy".

  After so many years of development, the United States, as an old capitalist power, is now relatively fixed in almost all traditional industries, and the first, second, and third seats are all lined up. Where will there be opportunities for others? That is to say, there are many opportunities in China, which is in a period of rapid growth. If you want to make a big splash in the United States, you can't just spend money to do it.

  He Ye listened very carefully, and asked a question from time to time.

It was just these two sentences that made Jian Heng look at this man with admiration. Anyone can ask questions, but not many people can get their point. Most people just ask for fun, but He Ye is different. Although I am a layman, the questions I asked are quite targeted.

  When people ask, Jian Heng will naturally answer, and he is ready to quit this business, and Jian Heng has nothing to hide.

  The two of them were chatting here, it wasn't like they were separated from each other at the beginning, they each took a seat towards each other and chatted next to each other.

   I want to say that this person is sometimes a bit strange. Some people may not be able to become friends after more than ten years, but some people feel a little bit like seeing each other after a few chats.

  The two chatted enthusiastically. After Zhao Changshan served the food and the three of them sat down with a bottle of wine, the scene on the table was naturally even more enjoyable.

   "Do you think this business can be done?" Zhao Changshan asked.

Jian Heng shook his head: "If you are doing an auction here, why don't you go to China, start a company in China and then buy a stake in the United States, this is convenient to operate, and secondly, you have found an ally. There are also a lot of tricks and tricks here, and there are also a lot of black hands and black feet. If a stranger sticks in without saying a word, it is almost like seeking a quick death! Didn’t a restaurant on your side invite others to reach out and get stuck? "

  Before coming to the United States, Jian Heng believed in the evil on the Internet, thinking that all Americans follow the rules, and he is very honest. After living here for a long time, I realized that as long as it is a human society, there is no such thing as disregarding relationships and relationships. It's just that people's living habits are different, and the way they express themselves is different from ours. Otherwise, what are the old, beautiful and rich people doing from time to time, holding a dance party or something? Money spent for nothing!

"I hope you will come and help me!" After He Ye finished speaking, he changed his words again: "Actually, it's not helping me, it's counting as we work together! You have experience and I have some spare money, so I will follow your train of thought. Regardless of the company, only the accounts."

Listening to He Ye's conditions, Jian Heng understands that he really wants to invite him. If there is no space, Jian Heng has already agreed to such a good condition, but how can Jian Heng do anything with He Ye now? It's the right way to go back to your hometown and build a two- or three-story villa of four to five hundred square meters, marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, and pass incense to your ancestors at home if you have nothing to do!

   "I'm really not going to do this job!" Jian Heng said.

   "Oh, what a pity!" He Ye was very optimistic about Jian Heng. He was a little interested in hearing Zhao Changshan's introduction, but talking with Jian Heng made He Ye more interested.

   "If you really want to do it, I'll introduce someone!" Jian Heng himself pushed it, but after thinking about the second-generation Jim who was getting along well with him these days, he said immediately.

  Thinking of this, Jian Heng continued: "The son of my former photography boss, Jim Morgan, he gets along very well with me, you can get in touch with him!"

  Hearing Jian Heng's introduction, He Ye nodded without thinking.

   Just like that, in front of the two of them, Jian Heng called Jim, originally planning to make an appointment, but who knew that this guy immediately volunteered to come over. After asking Zhao Changshan and He Ye what they meant, Jian Xing told him the address, and within a quarter of an hour, Jim came.

  The table changed from three people to four people, a Chinese businessman and an American businessman, and the two people who couldn't beat eight shots. Through a simple cook and an unemployed person, the two people got to know each other like this.

  (end of this chapter)