Little Life on An American Ranch

  Chapter 34 Bragging

As soon as he turned around, a thought flashed through Jian Heng's mind, and he regretted a little: It's wrong, I shouldn't just leave like this, how the two of them played with me before, I should play with it back, even if it's for letting One of them is fat and the other is skinny, how can there be any way to abuse them legally in person to vent their anger?

  Thinking of this, Jian Heng couldn't help saying: Tell me to go back, tell me to go back!

   "Do you really have a solution?" Upon hearing what Jian Heng said, Mrs. Trouble immediately took two steps forward and grabbed Jian Heng's arm and asked repeatedly: "Really? Really?"

Now Mrs. Trouble is unwilling to let go of any chance to restore her original figure. This is like some patients who know that they have an incurable disease, but still hold a chance to buy the ridiculously expensive, but not at all Supplements that do anything, because for them there's hope and there's a **** of a catch.

   Hiss!

  Jian Heng subconsciously grinned in pain.

   Mrs. Trouble’s grip is stronger, not because of her original strength, but because of subconsciousness. The subconsciousness in her mind made her want to ‘seize this opportunity’ and touched the potential of her body.

   "He may be talking nonsense, so many sports experts can't do anything about it, how could he do it!" Mr. Trouble said directly to Jian Heng.

  The tone of his speech was very aggressive, but Jian Heng still noticed the expectation in his eyes when he spoke.

   "Yo, I've learned the aggressive method!" Jian Heng turned his face back, first stretched out his hand to push Mrs. Trouble's hand away from his arm, and then said something to Mr. Trouble.

  Jason couldn't help it anymore, he opened his mouth and asked Jian Heng: "Do you really have a solution?"

   "Of course I have a solution!" Jian Heng said affirmatively.

   Mrs. Anxiety immediately interjected and said: "If you really have a way, tell me the price, as long as there is an effect, we will pay."

  Hearing what his wife said, Mr. Trouble immediately interrupted her: "Let's make sure he can do it first!"

   After finishing speaking, Mr. Trouble said to Jian Heng: "As long as you can restore us to the original state, I am willing to pay you twenty and US dollars, after tax!"

  Two hundred thousand dollars, and it was after tax. As soon as this condition was announced, even Jason hesitated a little on his face, thinking whether he should take them with him for another two days, in case it would be effective.

However, this thought was quickly driven out of Jason's mind. When he came to his senses, he knew that these two were not good men and women. **** off.

   "Is it a matter of money between us?" Jian Heng asked with a smile.

If someone told Jian Heng to give you two hundred thousand dollars dozens of days ago, Jian Heng must have thought about how to earn the money, but now, Jian Heng thinks differently, he not only wants to spend the money I earned it, and I still want to torment this pair of little sluts, who made these two have nothing to do all day long, relying on their own money, to toss Jian Heng like a grandson.

   "If you can really do it, I apologize!" Mr. Trouble said immediately.

   "Let's talk!" Jian Heng was sure that the two of them could not let him go, so he turned around for the second time and walked straight to the rest area next to him.

   "What condition do you have, say it!"

   Sure enough, seeing that Jian Heng was about to leave, Mrs. Anxiety immediately followed, like a little pug dog, tossing her body of fat and following behind Jian Heng, saying incessantly.

Jason was also very curious at this time. It was the first time he had encountered such a difficult problem in his fitness career of more than 20 years. There is absolutely no problem with the perseverance of these two, it can only come from the method, so he especially wants to know how Jian Heng will do it.

   "What are you going to do?" Jason quickly followed.

  While walking, Jian Heng was thinking about how to fool these guys. Hearing Jason's question, he immediately shook out the words he had figured out.

   "Cough! Cough! Have you used many methods?" Jian Heng saw Jason nodded, and then said: "Then the Western method you used doesn't work, so I'll use the Chinese method to adjust it."

   "Chinese method? Witchcraft?"

  The account manager who was following him didn't know why his brain suddenly became short-sighted, and he obviously didn't believe Jian Heng's words.

  But he immediately regretted what he said.

   "Witchcraft? How many days have you seen the toad in the well!" Jian Heng immediately retorted bluntly when he heard this man's tone of voice.

  Honestly speaking, Jian Heng himself doesn’t believe in such absurd things about China, but if he doesn’t believe it or not, Jian Heng will not be happy if you put on an expression that this thing is particularly LOW like a foreign devil.

   "Please don't tell if you don't know!"

  The troublesome wife immediately yelled at the manager.

When the manager heard it, his face was covered with a sincere smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault. I was influenced by others. When I was in college, there was a Chinese student who told me that everything in China was witches. technique".

"Okay, you don't have to follow us!" Seeing that Jian Heng's face was turning green, Mr. Trouble immediately sent the manager to leave, and said in his heart: "Will you talk, shut up if you can't talk, don't talk about this The old man got mad again, and it took a lot of effort to smooth out the hair, okay?

Jian Heng curled his lips, reached out and nodded to the manager: "Don't take ignorance as a personality! According to our traditional Chinese concept, the two of them have disharmony of internal organs and bad anger. As long as the internal organs are well adjusted, they will naturally return to their original state. Hey! I’ve told you so much and you still don’t understand, how about this, I’ll take them for a week and let you see my methods.”

   After saying a few words, Jian Heng pretended to be sophisticated and asked, "How much does your weight normally fluctuate in a week?"

  Actually, it’s not that Jian Heng doesn’t want to brag, it’s just that his vocabulary about Chinese medicine is just so lost, and if he is asked to say something mysterious, he won’t be able to.

   "About half a pound!" Mrs. Trouble said immediately: "I lost half a pound, and William gained more than half a pound. The weight fluctuates between these half pounds!"

  Jian Heng listened and said: "Okay, report their body to me tomorrow, and I will try to make their effect more obvious in a week."

  Before Jian Heng finished speaking, Jason had already handed the notebook in front of Jian Heng: "This is the report of the two of them, which came out only yesterday afternoon!"

   Jian Heng accepted the report with a smile, but he had already greeted Jason's wife several times in his heart. At this time, Jian Heng wanted to delay for a while, and think about how to make the next move. Now that Jason handed over the report directly, it was obvious that he wanted to set the amount that would be changed in a week.

Fortunately, this thing was made by Jian Heng himself. Let alone losing a few pounds a week, it is no problem for them to return to their original state, but Jian Heng is not willing to do this, and if they don't disgust them, it will take longer. Jian Heng feels sorry for myself.

   Flipping through the report casually, Jian Heng looked at it pretendingly, humming twice from time to time.

  The troublesome couple raised their heads to pay attention to the expression on Jian Heng's face. Hearing his hum, the couple's eyes lit up, and seeing Jian Heng frown, their hearts tugged.

Snapped!

  Jian Heng closed the report: "No big problem, just like what I thought! After a week, at least six pounds of change, I'll go home and prepare right away today. Do you two have time in the morning?".

   "Yes, yes" the couple immediately nodded their heads like kowtowers.

  Jian Heng glanced at them both and thought: What did you do so early! If you were so polite earlier, there would be no such thing, you two are really cheap!

  Thought this in my heart, but said: "Then arrive at ten o'clock in the morning tomorrow, and practice until four o'clock in the evening, with a two-hour break in between!"

   "So long? Is it like this all week?" Mr. Trouble couldn't help but ask.

  Mr. Trouble is a businessman. It is impossible to spend all day in the gym. He has to work and make money, and the company has to take care of him.

   "No time? If you don't have time, you didn't say it earlier, wasting so much of my saliva!" Jian Heng immediately became dissatisfied, and directly handed the report in his hand to Jason as if he wanted to leave. There is no guarantee of time, so what's the fuss!

   Mr. Trouble saw it, and immediately said: "It's okay, yes! Yes! There is something for them to come here to talk about."

  Hearing what Mr. Trouble said, Jian Heng stopped, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, let's do it like this!"

"That?" Mrs. Trouble is a woman, and she is more careful about things. She opened her mouth and asked Jian Heng: "Then do we need to control our daily diet? If you have any special arrangements, we will have someone do it tonight. Eat first."

After being reminded by the woman, Jian Heng remembered the matter of diet control, pondered for a while and said: "Don't tell me, I forgot, I will go back and make a list, and I will pass it on to you when the time comes, and you can hand it over to the chef I designate to do it." , but let me make it clear that the chef's fee is not low, you can discuss the exact amount yourself."

  Jian Heng remembered that Zhao Changshan's old brother was still at home waiting to be fed, and now that he had this opportunity to let the blood of these two people go, he naturally wanted to help Zhao Changshan.

   "Very expensive?" Mr. Trouble couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

  Jian Heng said: "Don't worry, it won't be more expensive than you used to go to restaurants in a month!"

  Jian Heng knows a little bit about the pockets of this product. People who can spend 10,000 to 20,000 dollars a month in restaurants, don’t care about hiring a cook for 10,000 to 20,000 dollars.

  Jian Heng glanced at Mr. Trouble with a particularly disdainful look, and then Shi Shiran walked to the dressing room to change clothes and leave.

   Just as Jian Heng changed his clothes and went out, he suddenly received a call from an old friend. It was not appropriate to say that it was an old friend, but it was Jian Heng's lifesaver.

   "Hi! Anders, how are you doing these days?" Jian Heng smiled and said into the microphone.

   "Cough! Cough! Cough!"

   Before he could speak, there was a coughing sound from the other end of the phone.

   "Are you sick?" Jian Heng asked worriedly.

   "It's okay, just a little cough!" Anders said with a smile on the other end.

  Jian Heng listened to his voice, and it seemed that he could see the old man's snow-white hair, gray long-sleeved jacket, and jeans that had been washed to whitish through the phone.

   "Really all right?"

   "It's really all right!"

   "Are the cattle on the ranch okay? How is the beef price this year?" Jian Heng heard him say it was fine, and asked about the ranch again.

Anders-Lee has a ranch of more than 6,000 acres in Montana. The Chinese may not have the concept of an acre. If it is converted into a Chinese mu, the ranch is almost 30,000 acres. Although the price is more than 10 million U.S. dollars, the old man has no idea I don't have much cash, and I have to work hard all year to keep the entire ranch running.

  Before Jian Heng left, the ranch was at risk of going bankrupt once, but the stubborn old man was always reluctant to sell the ranch for money to enjoy himself. For him, the ranch is more important than anything else.

   "All good, all good, by the way, Jane, I heard that you got an antique car, which can sell for more than seven million?" Anders said on the other end.

   "You know it too? Then the whole of America knows it!" Jian Heng joked.

   "I'll just call to congratulate you. There's nothing else to do. By the way, I want to ask you, do you want to come back to the ranch?" Anders said suddenly.

  Jian Heng shook his head after hearing this: "Forget it, it's fine to have you in the ranch, I'm not suitable."

   "That's all right!" Anders hung up the phone while speaking.

   Putting down the phone, Jian Heng subconsciously felt that there was something strange. According to the old man's temperament, he would never call to congratulate him because of this matter.

   Scratching his head, Jian Heng felt that he was overthinking again, so he threw away this thought and began to think about tomorrow's affairs.

  (end of this chapter)