Chapter 73 Supermodel is Coming

   "Wow, delicious!"

  Zhang Jialiang gave Jian Heng a thumbs up: "Brother, I didn't expect you to have such a hand!"

  Xiao Huang didn't speak at all, and he took big bites of the roast beef on the plate, with gravy hanging from the corner of his mouth. Just by the way he eats, you can tell how satisfied he is.

Zhao Changshan's food is the most elegant, and while eating, he commented from time to time, why the spices in the juice are a bit strong, covering the taste of the gravy itself, or the innermost part is a little too roasted, not enough Fresh and tender.

  Of course, Jian Heng put all his suggestions to the back of his mind. A piece of this kind of meat is about one catty less. What you want to eat is the boldness, and what you want is the wanton energy of eating meat.

  Jian Heng also knows that his ability to cook meat is a little bit behind that of old Anders, but this is meat, such a large piece of meat is attractive even on the table.

  Complaining while eating meat, such a person should be arrested and played until he dies.

   "There are so many words to eat with meat!" Jian Heng glanced at Zhao Changshan, then lowered his head and continued to gnaw on the meat.

   "Not humble, not humble!" Zhao Changshan sighed, and continued to deal with the huge chunks of beef on his plate.

  The enthusiasm for meat seems to come from Jian Heng, such as Zhang Jialiang, Xiao Zhao, Xiao Huang, and barley and wheat.

And a group of cowboys, old and young, who came to help put more attention on fried dumplings, and also eat barbecue, but it is rare for one person to kill a piece. Most of the beef on the plate is just for decoration. Most of them are fried into golden yellow, which are almost the same as pot stickers.

   Such a bold way of eating barbecue is new to people like Zhao Changshan, but for cowboys big and small, although the meat is delicious, Chinese-style dumplings are much more difficult to eat than the bold barbecue.

  Let’s put it this way, the two groups of people have their own main goals, and the only one that is not very popular is Salad. From the beginning to the end, few people touched that thing.

   It took almost an hour and a half to eat and take a rest, and then everyone continued to work on the barn. After doing this, the sun was setting.

   At this time, it was the end of the day's work, and Jian Heng began to distribute the day's wages, and at the same time gave each person a package of hot fried dumplings.

Most of the people received their wages, but there were still a very small number of people and old Anders who were particularly good, such as Old Walsh, who knew the difficulty of the ranch did not take money, but asked for an extra dumpling , served with Jian Heng's flavored barbecue.

  After such a toss, until the sun was hanging on the mountainside, there was only a bright red area left, and Jian Heng sent all the cowboys away.

   "Boss, your barbecue is very popular at night." Xiao Zhao was sitting at the table, dragging a piece of beef in his mouth, and saw Jian Heng walking over and gave a little flattery.

  Zhang Jialiang said: "I haven't sold dumplings at noon, I didn't expect to have a turnaround at night!"

   "Can you feed it after eating?"

Jian Heng saw that Damai sitting at the table was now concentrating on feeding the little white lion. A small table was surrounded by people, and it was full of people. Finally, the little white lion was assigned a seat. What do you say? Does Jian Heng have any objections? It's almost crowded Jian Heng's position as the master.

   "Denver is working hard today, why can't I eat?"

  Balley turned his head confidently and said something to Jian Heng.

At this time, the little lion is now chewing a small piece of roast beef with its head tilted, while making whining noises. After a few bites, it seems to feel the dissatisfaction of its master, and looks up at Jian Heng with shining eyes. He groaned twice, then stretched out his front paws and began to play with the meat.

   "I can eat it, I can eat it!" After Jian Heng came, he took a plate and made a few dumplings to go with a small piece of barbecue, and then made half a plate of salad and prepared to eat it aside.

   "Brother, sit here!" Xiao Huang immediately stood up and prepared to give up his seat to Jian Heng.

   Jian Heng immediately stretched out his hand and pushed him back on the chair: "Okay, you sit down, I'll just stand up"

  Pressed Xiao Huang back on the chair, the phone in his pocket rang, and immediately put the plate back on the table, Jian Heng answered the phone again.

It was Zuo Tong who called, and after a few words of politeness, Zuo Tong went straight to the point and gave Jian Heng a rather surprising quotation: "Brother Jian, this time I came with full sincerity, you can get After careful consideration, it is a good thing to keep such a historic car in China."

  Jian Heng thought for more than a minute before agreeing to his quotation: "Okay, I will call the auction house later and agree to negotiate the purchase."

   "Thank you! Thank you!" Hearing what Jian Heng said, Zuo Tong raised his voice an octave immediately.

   "You don't need to thank me, I took the money." Jian Heng replied with a smile.

The first thing Jian Heng is willing to sell is that the price is right. The current price compared with the previous price is equivalent to one before tax and one after tax. The tax in the United States is not lost, and one entry and one exit is millions. Jian Heng After referring to the auction house's valuation, I feel that the current price reported by Zuo is acceptable. After filling the shortfall of the ranch, there will still be a little surplus, so I don't care about it anymore, and directly agree to sell it.

   Originally, Zuo Tong was planning to spend a little more time talking, but when he heard that Jian Heng's side was so straightforward, he couldn't help saying thank you cheerfully.

   "When will you arrive in Shanghai, you must call me!" Zuo Tong said politely.

   "It must be a nuisance!" Jian Heng thought it was just a polite gesture, so he followed suit.

  The two chattered a few more words, and Jian Heng hung up the phone.

   Putting down the phone and turning around, Jian Heng found that everyone was looking at him, so he asked, "What are you looking at?"

   "Sold?" Zhao Changshan asked.

  Hearing Jian Heng nodded, he didn't ask any more questions.

   "Sold it to a rich second generation in China, saying that if it is a car museum," Jian Heng said, and then picked up the plate update.

  Wheat, who was touching the little white lion, raised his head and said, "It's easy to sell antiques, but it's hard to buy them back!"

   "What if you don't sell it? How can you get the money to pay you guys? How can you support the ranch?" Jian Heng joked with a smile.

  The McAvoy sisters rolled their eyes at Jian Heng and continued to feed their little lion.

   Zhao Changshan continued to eat his own food with an indifferent look.

  Only Zhang Jialiang smiled and said, "Is there a salary increase? Boss, my pockets are as clean as my face."

   "Who told you to buy such a cool car?" Jian Heng put a few vegetable leaves into his mouth.

   Before the conversation was over, the phone in his pocket rang again. He opened it and saw that it was He Ye calling. After he got through, he chatted a few words about the car and hung up.

   Put down the phone and wanted to say something, but unfortunately the phone rang again.

   "I'm going to go, what is this going to do?" Jian Heng put down the plate in his hand, checked the incoming call, and found that it was Mr. Trouble.

   "Hello? This is Jian Heng." Walking to the door, Jian Heng pressed the connect button.

   "Henry, I have something to discuss with you!" Troubled Shengsheng seemed a little embarrassed.

  Hearing his tone of voice, Jian Heng couldn't help but thumped in his heart, and thought: It's broken, could it be that the group of people that this guy hired didn't come?

   "You said?" Jian Heng secretly took a long breath.

  Mr. Trouble said a little bit: "I want to add another person to the list."

  Hearing what he said, Jian Hengchang heaved a sigh of relief, and thought: Don't be so panting, okay, Tian Ren is still so entangled in talking!

   After thinking about it, I felt a little embarrassed, because this number was proposed by myself, and I said that there could be no more.

   "There is one more person, what are you doing?" Jian Heng asked aloud, his tone seemed a little dissatisfied.

   Mr. Trouble quickly said: "A friend of a friend of mine is a supermodel, and now she is in a very bad condition."

  Jian Heng just wanted to say something to him, and then he heard Mr. Trouble talk about the important point: "Money is not a problem".

   Money is not a problem for them, but it is a problem for Jian Heng. After thinking about it in his heart, Jian Heng replied: "There is no place!"

   Then hung up the phone with a snap.

   It’s not that Jian Heng doesn’t want to make money from this business, but that Jian Heng wants to keep a bit of style. If you want to come, it’s a roadside stall, and the longer you have to make a reservation, the more awesome it is.

   "Supermodel coming?"

  What Jian Heng didn't expect was that Zhao Changshan immediately showed a very interested look when he heard about supermodels, and immediately asked, "Which one?"

   "Does it have anything to do with you?" Jian Heng replied with a smile.

   Taking advantage of the situation, he patted Da Mai and Mai sisters flatteringly: "We already have two supermodels here, so we don't need another supermodel!"

   "This is the most pertinent thing you have said since I got to know you!" Mai Mai said happily.

  Jian Heng smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

   Just as he was about to reach for his plate, the phone rang again, and when he picked it up, it was still Mr. Trouble.

   "Anything else?"

   "Jin, listen to me, this friend is very important to my business, and I have to help him. This person has some means," Mr. Trouble said incessantly.

  Mr. Trouble's tone was begging, it sounded as if Jian Heng would make a lot of money if he let this supermodel come, and his voice was a little crying.

  Jian Heng didn't have any good ideas. He introduced hundreds of thousands of businesses to him, so let's just plug in someone!

"Tsk! I'm not serving people here. You have to prepare her mentally. When you come to my place, everyone will be the same. There will be no special treatment, and don't mention any enjoyment to me. This is a special situation, I don't want this to happen again next time, I am preparing twenty-four people here, next time if there is another one like this, one will be kicked out from the existing list." Jian Heng came here suddenly There are a lot of them, and the core idea is to be obedient when you come, and get out if you don’t listen.

   Mr. Trouble said: "That's no problem, I mentioned it to her, so you agree?"

   "Okay, let's count her in!"

   After speaking, I remembered Zhao Changshan's words, so I asked, "Supermodel? Who is it?"

  Opened his mouth to ask, but after he was answered, Jian Heng lost his mind again. He knew no more than five supermodels, and almost half of them debuted ten years ago.

   "Blanca? Victoria's Secret? Which one is this?" Jian Heng put down the phone and muttered.

  (end of this chapter)