In the evening, Dong Shanhe, who was having dinner with Smith, received a call from Wood. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Mr. Dong, we are almost done talking, if you have time tomorrow, you can come to Texas, and we will talk in detail. Wood said mysteriously.

"Wood, why are you talking like that?" Dong Shanhe asked strangely.

Wood lowered his voice, "Mr. Dong, there is another buyer who entrusted our company, and I secretly called you." Wood hung up the phone.

Listening to the voice, Dong Shanhe was stunned, he still had opponents, besides the son-in-law of the Wal-Mart family, there were other opponents?

"It seems that what I said to Wood still has some effect. Dong Shanhe and Wood said that they wanted him to come to their own company, and the current situation should have been remembered by Wood, otherwise he would not have secretly called him.

"Smith, big things are coming, you accompany me to Texas tomorrow, and I'll talk about the company's affairs here. "Farms worth seven or eight billion dollars are the top priority, and Dong Shanhe cannot be careless.

"Boss, I'm going to book a ticket. Smith said Wan pulled out his phone and grunted to book a plane ticket.

Texas, the southernmost part of the United States, Dong Shanhe's understanding of this state is wrong, limited to what he knew when he first watched the NBA, and after he worked, he also learned a little.

Texas is the second most populous state in the United States, second only to California, but it's not the same as California, it's the stronghold of the Red Neck, the discrimination is rampant, and the people are too strong.

Dong Shanhe came here to discriminate the most is the gun store, in California, although guns are not prohibited, but can only carry weapons such as pistols, and guns and bullets must be separated, for this clause Dong Shanhe really wants to scold his mother, "Your guns and bullets are separated, if you really meet bad people, when you load the bullets, it is estimated that someone will have been killed a long time ago." ”

It's still good in Texas, it is worthy of being the hometown of cowboys back then, not to mention the pistol revolver, which in their eyes are children's toys, and any civilian M16AK47M4 can be legally owned.

Even Gatling and Browning machine guns can be bought, and Dong Shanhe even heard that in Texas he can even buy decommissioned tanks and other heavy weapons.

"This is a man's paradise!" Dong Shanhe felt a wilderness as soon as he got off the plane.

"Smith, we're going to Fox County right away. "Fox County is home to Wagner Farms.

In fact, the Wagner Farm is huge, 520,000 acres, with an area of more than 2,000 square kilometers, spanning six counties in Texas.

Wagner Farm includes cattle and horse breeding operation areas, planting areas, hunting areas, oil extraction areas, recreational lakes, a large number of wild animals, and extremely rich untapped oil and gas resources, which are very important to Dong Shanhe.

From Dallas, Dong Shanhe chartered a small plane and flew directly to Fox County.

An hour later, Dong Shanhe and Smith arrived in Fox County.

After Dong Shanhe and Wood met, he hugged him hard and patted him on the shoulder, specific things really need professional personnel to operate, if you come here by yourself, it is estimated that the door has improved!

Wood was followed by a person, and under Wood's introduction, Dong Shanhe realized that the old man in front of him, who looked to be in his fifties, was the president of Wood Company.

In addition to Dong Shanhe, there is also an employer who entrusts them to negotiate, this is a big order of 800 million US dollars, if it is won, the intermediary fee will be at least 8 million US dollars, and this kind of thing will come several times a year.

"Hello, Mr. Grenada!" the old man's name was Grenada, and although he was in California, he was a native of Texan, otherwise he would not have come to Texas to do this.

In the car, Wood said to him, "Mr. Dong, now that we have helped you talk about it, Mr. Wagner has no objection to selling this farm to you now, as long as you can pay enough money, everything is fine, and now the specific amount still needs to be negotiated between you and Mr. Wagner." Wood didn't divulge a single bit about what the other employer was worth.

"Okay, Wood, thank you!" thanked Wood more or less.

Later, after Wood's introduction, I realized that although this farm is still called Wagner Farm, the person in charge now is not Wagner, and this farm also has a shareholder, and it is also a wealthy man who introduced investment in oil exploration by Wagner at the beginning.

Now that there have been several years of drought, the farm's income is not good, and the oil extraction has also encountered problems, Wagner and the oil company's shareholders have a disagreement, and Wagner is angry and intends to sell the nearly 200-year-old farm.

The Red House, a two-story building, with an old man who looked to be seventy years old, stood at the door.

"Mr. Dong, this is Jerry Wagner, the owner of Wagner Farm. Grenada pointed to the old man and introduced it to Dong Shanhe, as for the middle-aged man next to the old man, Grenada didn't see it.

"Grenada, why did you introduce me to me?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile at Grenada.

"Robert, if I were you, I wouldn't have come here at all, knowing that this is the Wagner farm, not your oil company. "Robert, and Grenada are college classmates, and they are also Texans, and their family is in the oil business, and Texas is very rich in oil resources, and Robert's family is also a small asset, but they can't be found in the Texas consortium.

"Humph!" Robert snorted, no more.

"Hello old man!" Seeing Jerry Wagra standing at the door waiting for him at the door, Dong Shanhe couldn't bear it.

"Hello Mr. Dong, I just want to see if you can be worthy of my trust, you must know that the Wagner farm has been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't want to see him lonely in my lifetime. The old man said with a gloomy expression.

"Don't worry, old man, since I am here, I will never let the Wagner farm decay in my hands, and I want him to carry it forward in my hands. Dong Shanhe assured the old man.

"Although it is the first time we have met, I believe in you very much, come in and sit!" Jerry Wagner invited Dong Shanhe into the house.

Dong Shanhe followed Jerry Wagner to the living room.

Standing in the living room, looking at the rough decoration style, looking at the traces of the heavy years, Dong Shanhe knew that this house has a long history.

"This house was built by my grandfather, I was not born at that time, and I am now seventy-one years old. The old man touched the chair in his hand and lowered his head.

Dong Shanhe just stood at the door and looked at the creeper on the courtyard wall, looking at the mottled gate, and felt in his heart, and now Dong Shanhe only felt that Jerry Wagner was a nostalgic old man.