Little Life on An American Ranch

Jian Zhenhua started to feel sleepy and dazed after nine o'clock.

He Ye took a look, smiled at Jian Zhenhua and said, "Uncle, let's talk about the details tomorrow when we find a time. Let's stop here today. You rest and go back to my place."

When Jian Zhenhua heard this, he immediately cheered up, let out a hum, and said politely to He Ye, "Then I'll see you off!"

Saying that, Jian Zhenhua stood up from the sand.

He Ye hurriedly stood up: "Yo, that can't be forced, I'm a junior, you stay, or I have to send you back, so let's just ask Jian Heng to send me, I just happen to have I want to talk to him about some things about the body sculpting center!"

Jian Zhenhua was really sleepy, so he took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey: "Then you two are chatting, so I won't see you off here. Xiaoheng, I'm not moving anything in the room, right?"

"Whoever has nothing to do with your things is in the room. If something is really missing, tell me, and I will find a way for you," Jian Heng said.

Hearing what his son said, Jian Zhenhua waved his hand, and went up the stairs by himself, holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

Jian Heng sent He Ye to the gate of the yard, and watched He Ye get into the car.

"Come up" He Ye didn't close the door when he got into the car, but instead signaled Jian Heng to get in the car.

Jian Heng was a little curious, but he got into the car as he said.

"Close the door." He Ye didn't signal the driver to drive. Obviously, he really had something to say to Jian Heng. It's already night, and the surrounding area is very quiet. No matter how softly he whispered, people might hear him. He Ye said Bian was always careful, and Jian Zhenhua couldn't hear what he said this time, so he dragged Jian Heng into his Audi car.

As soon as the door was closed, He Ye looked at Jian Heng and asked without thinking: "Do you know how many times the old man mentioned your county official in the past two hours today?"

"I can't remember!" Jian Heng's side had been on fire at night, and now that he heard He Ye's question, the little flame flickered again.

He Ye asked again: "The relationship between your family and him is good now?"

Jian Heng shook his head: "I'm afraid only my dad thinks that he has a good relationship with others, but they just think he is still useful!"

He Ye laughed when he heard what Jian Heng said, and without saying anything else, he reached out and patted Jian Heng's knee: "Okay, then I know what I know!"

Originally, when He Ye came here, he was a little cautious, thinking about changing the senior county officials in Jian Heng's hometown, and even the county magistrate chose someone else, tearing the whole team apart.

As Jian Heng, he is not a member of the system, and he cannot see the political dividends hidden in it, but how could He Ye not know, after seeing the horses, he bought two out of hobby, but heard that Jian Heng was going to breed horses , he turned his mind away a long time ago, and discussed this matter with his old man's hardcore.

Regarding Jian Heng's stuff, even if He Ye is not sure about five points, he still has at least three points. He dare not bet on one thing if he has three points. It's a money game, if you don't jump in, you'd be a fool.

So when Jian Heng said that it was going to be done, in fact, He Ye had already come up with a set of general plans, including a major change of the county team.

In the eyes of He Ye and some people, since it is going to be done, the dividends must fall into the hands of his own people, and it is impossible to fall into the hands of his opponents. No one is a living woman who makes wedding clothes for him. Didn't that become a joke?

Originally, He Ye was still thinking about the relationship between Jian's family and this secretary, but now he knew that he was worrying too much. As long as Jian Heng had a pimple in his heart, He Ye would not be afraid to do it. As for Jian Zhenhua?

Let's wait until he can figure out who did it. As a retired quasi-"non-staff" person, he wanted to know the news unless Jian Heng told him, but Jian Heng was not happy with that one, so why should he say it.

The matter that had troubled him for a day was resolved so smoothly, He Ye was in a good mood: "Okay, you can go down now."

"Damn, it's faster to turn your face than to turn a book!" Jian Heng was also happy, let out a bad breath, and got out of the car: "Be careful, drive slowly!"

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Watching the tail lights of the Audi disappear around the corner, Jian Heng went back to sleep.

I didn’t make it today, and I still haven’t made it in the next two days, because Jian Zhenhua is waiting for the leader’s arrangement and is on standby. As a son, Jian Heng has to accompany his father no matter what. The driver assembly, anyway, there is nothing serious about the ranch.

Jian Heng is not in the mood to argue with this former Siguang brother, anyway, it looks like he won't be here for long, so let him groan for a few days.

Sitting in the car, Jian Heng watched the old man come out of the restaurant with a sad face, and immediately asked curiously: "What's the matter, didn't you feel fine in the morning? Are you in a bad mood? Let me tell you if you are in a bad mood. Go home!"

In Jian Zhenhua's mind, he spread his unhappiness on his son: "What do you know, the secretary is going to be transferred?"

"So fast?!" Jian Heng was slightly surprised.

Seeing his father looking at him strangely, Jian Heng quickly said: "He hasn't worked for a full term, why is he transferred again?"

Saying so on the lips, but secretly happy in my heart.

Jian Zhenhua didn't expect that his son would push along here, sighed and said: "Siguang just sorted out the clues here, and I'm going to let go again. I transferred to the city and raised half a level, hey!"

"He's a brick of the revolution, he can't be moved anywhere, not to mention that he has been raised half a grade in the city," Jian Heng said.

"What do you know?" Jian Zhenhua was not happy. He had high hopes for this secretary in his heart. In his heart, he was a hero, and the old factory manager had such vision and skills. Where could his son be?

With the secretary of Siguang, the development of the county must be just around the corner. Jian Zhenhua is not waiting for him now. They have dug up the saplings he hoped for. It would be strange if he was not lost.

"Okay, I don't understand this, but you are not from the organization department, and accepting organizational arrangements is also part of your party spirit as an old party member. Okay, if there is nothing wrong, I will take you back and buy you a luxury bus ticket to go back Bar".

"His business is over, but I'm not done yet. You can call Xiao He, and we'll continue discussing the racecourse in the afternoon. I still have a lot of questions that I haven't figured out yet," Jian Zhenhua said.

Jian Heng never expected that his father would be so enthusiastic about running a racecourse.

What Jian Heng doesn't understand is that many people of my father's generation have really engraved the sense of national collective honor in their bones. Of course, this generation is also disrespectful of the old, and the old is selling the old, and the polarization is serious . Now that Jian Zhenhua heard that horse breeds could bring great benefits to the country, his mood immediately surged, and he vigorously displayed the fighting spirit he had learned from Iron Man.

Jian Zhenhua and He Ye were exhausted, and Jian Heng couldn't take it anymore, and stayed here for another day or two. He couldn't bear it anymore and flew back to the United States, leaving his father and He Ye to make a fuss.

Just after landing in Los Angeles, Jian Heng received a call from Wu Yong.

A piece of news immediately stunned Jian Heng.

I only heard Wu Yong say on the phone: "I told you what kind of medicine you gave to those people. After a few days after you came back, everyone resigned. Everyone said that they were going to live in China and plan to become Chinese citizens! It hurts me. We have to recruit again."

"How did I know you picked a bunch of mental illnesses for me this time?" Jian Heng couldn't help but smile.

You don’t need to ask Jian Heng to know the reason. The education of foreigners is not good at all. Let these people pursue this and that at every turn. You see, people are crazy now. It is impossible for these people to find those who accompany them after traveling all over China. Girls who have slept, isn't this stupid.

"Okay, did you get the thing?" Wu Yong didn't really care about those bastards who resigned. For Wu Yong, as long as these people don't die in their own place, they have a dime relationship with him. It was a Huatou, so that it would not be so abrupt for him to mention it.

"You don't need to say, I even brought the machine back to you, intact." Jian Heng said confidently: "Wait, I'll go back right away, you have prepared things here, and are ready to send people to do it."

"I know, I know!"

Don't mention the joy in Wu Yong's heart when he heard that he got the item, he can't wait to hold the phone and sing a song to Jian Heng, whoever came to send you to my side! In Wu Yong's view, Jian Heng is a money printing machine given to him by God.

Jian Heng chatted lazily with him, hung up the phone and waited to board the plane after chatting for a few words.

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