"Of course, I can guarantee with my personality that if it weren't for my business mistakes that led to bankruptcy, my Dumei estate would have been left to him when he graduated. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info" said Old Dumé with a swear, although Thomas said he wanted to go to California.

"Well, Mr. Dummy, I'm sure your son is a great lad, but that only after he visits my ranch. Zeng Gong nodded silently, what he needed was a technical person in charge who could support the organic orchard of Qinglian Ranch, not a cat or a dog who could do it.

Lao Du Mei didn't say anything anymore when he heard this, he knew that his introduction would not impress Zeng Gong at all, after all, it was difficult to find jobs and talents in Lao Mei, but there was no shortage of college students, as long as they were willing to study, they could basically graduate from a variety of universities, good and bad.

Without saying anything all the way, Zeng Gong and the two took a plane to stop in Bozeman for a short time, and then flew directly to Livingston again.

"Hey, Zeng, why are you back? Have you brought your llamas back too?" Joe looked excited when he met Zeng Gong at the gate of Livingston Airport.

"Not yet. Zeng Gong waved his hand, and then pointed to Mr. Du Mei and said, "Qiao, this is Mr. Du Mei, he runs an organic orchard, and he wants to visit my ranch." ”

"Mr. Dumei, this is my neighbor Joe, you can call him that, he won't mind. Zeng Gong pointed to Qiao and introduced the two.

"Hello, Mr. Dumei. Qiao Haoshuang stretched out his hand for the first time and showed a friendly smile.

"Hello, Joe. Old Du Mei stretched out his hand a little reservedly, and he touched Qiao at the same time.

"Zeng, why did you come back early. Qiao was not dissatisfied with Lao Dumei's small actions, but turned his head to continue the topic just now.

"That's right, I bought a batch of fruit tree seedlings in Mr. Du Mei's orchard, but Mr. Du Mei has been raising them for a few years and has a lot of affection for those fruit tree seedlings, so he came to the pasture with me to see if it was suitable for planting fruit trees. Zeng Gong explained with a wry smile that Lao Dumei's rules are really prohibitive.

"Huh. Joe laughed as if it were an April Fool's Day.

"Mr. Du Mei, you actually suspect that Qinglian Ranch is not suitable for planting your fruit trees, and I tell you that you are afraid that you are the only one in the United States who thinks so, this is really a joke. Joe looked at Old Dumei as if he had seen an idiot.

"You're in a temperate prairie climate, which is good for grazing but not necessarily for growing fruit trees. Old Du Mei ignored Joe's taunt, but said in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Well, Mr. Dumei say whatever you want. Qiao saw that Lao Du Mei looked serious, but he lost interest, and said to Zeng Gong, "Zeng, you haven't called the ranch to pick you up." ”

"It's not time yet. Zeng Gong touched his nose and said embarrassedly, in Fox and Bozeman were in a hurry, and they didn't have time to call.

"So what are you waiting for, get in the car quickly. Joe patted his old fellow and said.

"Will it delay your business?" Zeng Gong knew that Qiao rarely drove to town except for the occasional bar to have a few drinks with old friends, unless there was something wrong.

"Why, I just came to the town to buy some money, and the cattle and sheep were sold, leaving only a few cows, and some meat had to be purchased in the town. Qiao glanced at Zeng Gong and said helplessly.

Sometimes it's not a good thing to be a neighbor with the big rancher, Qinglian Ranch is very domineering and occupies a very large area, so that Joe's neighbors are fewer, and they all invest in tourism like him, and the beef of Qinglian Ranch is naturally not sold, and the beef of Qinglian Ranch is too high-end, delicious and delicious, but the price is too high.

"Thank you so much, Joe. Zeng Gong said politely and hurriedly sat on the co-pilot.

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"Mr. Du Mei, this is my ranch, what do you think?" Saying goodbye to Qiao, Zeng Gong took Du Mei to his ranch.

Lao Dumei found that Qinglian Ranch was not as he imagined, but there were guards at the door, which was no different from the ranches and manors of those rich people. Now there are more and more wealthy people in China, and some people have a desire for land, and recently there are Chinese billionaires in Washington State, and they have expressed interest in some land.

"Mr. Zeng, are you going to transform the pasture into a fruit orchard? To be honest, you are not very suitable here. Old Du Mei shook his head, and he suddenly realized that Zeng Gong's plan was a little absurd.

"Who said that I want to transform the pasture into a fruit orchard, there are tens of thousands of cattle and sheep in my pasture, and there will be 20,000 alpacas soon, it's too late to expand, how can it be transformed into a fruit orchard, Mr. Du Mei, you think too much. Zeng Gong looked at his ranch and said, this is his pride.

"What about you?" Old Du Mei looked at Zeng Gong strangely, could it be that his guess was wrong.

"My ranch is very large, and there is still tens of thousands of acres of land planted with fruit trees. Zeng Gong said proudly, with confidence on his face.

Tens of thousands of acres? Old Dumei gasped, tens of thousands of acres are not a few acres, dozens of acres, how much land are there in many large ranches in the United States? It is estimated that it is so much, and it is not a giant like Wegener Ranch and Qinglian Ranch, and it is also a contiguous ranch.

"Wait, Mr. Zeng, what's the name of your ranch?" asked Old Dumei in shock, suddenly becoming a little dumbfounded.

"Why, Mr. Dumei, is there anyone with the same name as my ranch? I can sue him for infringement. Zeng Gong said half-jokingly.

"Are you really Qinglian Ranch?" Old Dumei was stunned.

"I think it's the Qinglian Ranch you imagined. Zeng Gong was very satisfied with Lao Dumei's appearance, the area of Qinglian Ranch alone could shock many people, not to mention its fierce development history.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, and if you did, why would I have asked to come and see. Old Du Mei said with a wry smile.

He has learned a lot about the Qinglian Ranch in National Geographic magazine, and even inserted some color maps of tropical plants, although it is only the tip of the iceberg, but the diverse geographical climate will definitely have a suitable place for the development of fruits, and Lao Dumei will not doubt such a thing.

"You didn't ask, did you?" Zeng Gong spread his hands and said a little innocently.

"Since you're here, let's take a good look at some, Mr. Dumei, please. Zeng Gong suddenly changed his words and made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you. Old Du Mei said excitedly, he has been friends with Qinglian Ranch for a long time. (To be continued.) )