Chapter 13: Why not
Sanders naturally has no opinion, just treat it as the boss's toy, anyway, the Angus cow that he needs to test has already arrived, and the rest is what he cares about.
"Damn the Wall Street bankers are shit-eaters? Now the price of beef is going down, the price of forage is rising, and now the life of the ranch is getting more and more difficult, many people are starting to sell their cattle, and yesterday I contacted another rancher went bankrupt, and I heard that the subprime mortgage crisis on Wall Street is going to sweep the whole country, and the damn oil price is starting to join in the fun. Thornton grumbled at Sanders.
Zeng Gong was shocked when he heard this, his brother was really unlucky in the financial crisis, he actually enjoyed a financial crisis in the United States, don't go bankrupt with the damn Citibank, otherwise his brother's money would not have been lost, Zeng Gong began to feel distressed.
"Hmph, damn Wall Street can't do anything good at all, and the damn eastern riches can't affect them at all except for the shrinkage of their assets. "It turns out that Sanders is also an old angry young man.
"Sanders, those are all Wall Street things, and the only thing we can do now is run the ranch. Zeng Gong shook his head, what's the use of complaining.
"Don't worry, the Thornton business will get you going, we may buy one or two thousand Angus cattle from you in the next month or two, you have to be ready. Zeng Gong said half-jokingly.
"Then I'll have to get ready. Thornton smiled heartily.
After greeting Thornton for a while, he went to the market management department to get the cattle, but his trailer could not be pulled, so he had to hire a large truck to transport it, and hurried back to Livingston while it was still early.
Zeng Gong thought about it in the car and felt that it was not a taste, so he dialed Rommel's phone, "Rommel, how much liquidity do I have on my account?"
"Zeng, there are still 50 million liquidity on the books, why do you want to make large transactions?" Rommel asked with a smile without much thought.
"Hmm, why so little?" Zeng Gong frowned, he remembered that in addition to the ranch in the Flamingo Hotel, he had rolled up more than 100 million dollars, of course, most of it was Prince Abdullah and Mark's money, and the old fox of John only lost the money he won at night.
"Oh, have you forgotten that Prince Abdullah was in a hurry to exchange money from you for oil futures?" Rommel reminded.
"Fifty million? So Rommel you transferred all my money, I want to save zĂ i China, the financial crisis is coming, I don't trust the damn Wall Street. Zeng Gong thought for a while and said.
Lao Mei's face Zeng Gong understands that he is only tens of millions, and he is just a small shrimp in the rich, and he is completely a sacrificed character, and he can't become a victim.
Rommel was stunned by Zeng Gong's words, now is not a good time to release assets: Zeng, have you thought about it, what kind of results will you achieve if you do this? Now that the United States has fallen into the subprime mortgage crisis, it is easy for the FBI to investigate such a blatant transfer of assets, and you can rest assured, Citibank will not go bankrupt, and even if it falls into a bankruptcy crisis, the US government will try to save the market, and he is a flag of the United States. â
"So troublesome?" Zeng Gong said impatiently.
"It's not just trouble, if you deposit money in China, your business is in the United States, you will face more and more complicated procedures when withdrawing money, including transaction taxes and handling fees are not a small amount. Rommel painstakingly persuaded that the interests of his employer were his first priority.
Zeng Gong leaned back and said lightly, "Okay, the assets will not be transferred." â
Zeng Gong suddenly lost interest due to the subprime mortgage crisis, and leaned on the backrest with his hands in his hands to close his eyes to recuperate, so that Rommel, who originally wanted to talk to Zeng Gong, swallowed his words back.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the three of them returned to the pasture, Rommel beckoned the cattle to be unloaded, the skinny red cattle and the sturdy Angus cattle were in stark contrast, although I don't know why Zeng Gong bought these cows, but they were just cowboys grazing.
Looking at the cattle that were divided into two waves, Zeng Gong called the three old cowboys aside: "Sanders, I want to cross those red bulls again, see the effect, what do you think?"
"What, Zeng are you going to take over and study new breeds of cattle again?" The three old cowboys looked at Zeng Gong in surprise, they didn't expect him to have such an idea.
Jason thought for a moment and finally spread his hands in a dejected manner, "Professor Larry, I know that his position in the livestock industry is basically one of the best in the whole of the United States, and if it weren't for his father's last wish, he wouldn't have come to the University of Montana, but at that time, the doors of graduate schools in the United States were opened, and I don't think we would succeed." â
Zeng Gong looked at it and found that Davis and Sanders also had such expressions, but he didn't blame them, the two fathers and sons at the professorial level had not been cultivated, and you let unprofessional cowboys breed, isn't that a fantasy.
"I said guys, why don't you give yourself some confidence, this time I am not allowed to use American cattle, but Chinese cattle, what do you think?" Zeng Gong looked at the expressions of the three people and asked tentatively.
"Chinese scalpers? We don't know much about it, so it's hard to make a decision. The three shook their heads.
"Forget it, I'll decide for myself, anyway, even if I fail, the loss won't be big, right?" Zeng Gong looked at these three old cowboys who were a little stubborn, couldn't he have a little spirit of exploration.
"Okay. The three cowboys nodded, since they had made a decision, the most important thing was to do their job well, in case they were going to succeed, the three of them began to have some luck.
Although Zeng Gong is ready to look for Chinese cattle as a crossbreeding object, he still has great hopes for these grasslands irrigated by space water, hoping that miracles will happen in this grassland, and the magical stone stalactites in the space give him great confidence that his unique grassland will have a different appearance under the moisture of space water.
Zeng Gong's expectation was indeed correct, and in just ten days, the red-faced Sanders found him: "Oh, Zeng I found out that this meadow is God's masterpiece, it is incredible. â
Looking at Sanders, who was a little incoherent, Zeng Gong smiled helplessly, "Sanders, can you calm down first, calm down." â
Looking at Zeng Gong's expression, this old cowboy in the west was also a little embarrassed, and took a deep breath: "Zeng, you don't know that this is a miracle, our Angus cow has actually grown up, the fur on the body is as smooth as silk, the body is stronger than a brown bear, and it is more powerful than a horse, I let Crawford slaughter it, the muscle texture is the most perfect marbling, I think the taste is also the best." â
Looking at the old man who was about to be excited, Zeng Gong hurriedly interrupted him: "Sanders, you mean that our grass is good? Isn't the quality of its own beef particularly good?"
"Zeng, I dare to swear to God, this is absolutely a blessing from God. Hearing Zeng Gong's questioning, the old man Sanders became excited again, if Zeng Gong hadn't pulled him, he would have to swear to the sky.
"Then what are you waiting for, Sanders, why don't we hurry up and take a look?" Zeng Gong grabbed Sanders' hand and ran out.
"Hey, hey, slow down, my hat, hat is off. Sanders shouted in panic as he staggered and ran forward with Zeng Gong on his feet.
When he came to the breeding place of Angus cattle, Zeng Gong found that all the cowboys were pointing fingers around the herd, and he let go of Sanders's wrist, and he hurried up.
"Jason, how are these cows?" Zeng Gong asked the nearest Jason.
"Zeng, you're here. Jason saw Zeng Gong, his eyes flashed with excitement: these cattle are simply amazing, it is estimated that an elephant here they can all knock over at once, the cattle that have just been slaughtered are already 1650 pounds when they are delivered, which is basically the peak of adult bulls, even Angus cattle are considered a big guy, but after only 10 days, they weigh more than 2200 pounds, which is incredible. â
"How's your health?" Zeng Gong continued to ask.
"Very healthy, we called the veterinarian from the town yesterday and after diagnosis, the bodies of these cattle are exceptionally good, not even parasites. Davis couldn't stand it anymore and replied for Jason, who was a little unaware of the east, west, north and south.
"Is it possible to raise cattle on a large scale?" Zeng Gong asked with some excitement, which was what he was most concerned about.
"Of course, these meadows are better than the highest grade of alfalfa grass, so why not?" Davis said with some humor.