At first, Sanders didn't know Carlos, just when he was an honest South American who came to the United States to make a living, he didn't expect this introverted man to know quite well about the living habits of alpacas, which completely stemmed from the fact that he came to the ranch for a vacation a while ago, his niece, Lilith, she majored in Portuguese during college, which made it possible to communicate in depth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Well?

Zeng Gong originally thought that after dismissing Ortega, he would continue to use the headhunting company to find outstanding cowboys for himself, but he didn't expect that there were still pearls in his ranch.

"Zeng, I didn't know at first, you know that Carlos's personality is too introverted, his English is not good, and he can only communicate simply, if it weren't for my niece Lilith to help me translate, I really can't understand Carlos's past. Sanders said with a wry smile.

Zeng Gong shrugged his shoulders and said that he was very surprised, it would be good if there were cowboys in the ranch in this area, as long as more cowboys were recruited, and the management side could be handed over to Carlos.

"Did you hear that?" Zeng Gong looked back at Ortega, and the matter was self-evident.

"Mr. Zeng, you will regret it. Ortega saw that things were irreparable, and suddenly said something strange.

Regret?

Zeng Gong didn't understand what Ortega was referring to.

"Why, does Mr. Ortega have anything to do with the big drug lords in Latin America?" Sanders suddenly stepped forward and said meaningfully.

"No, no. Ortega flatly denied it.

"We all entered the United States legally, with green cards, we are just ordinary cowboys in Texas, just eating with a mouthful, how can we have anything to do with the big drug lords, Mr. Sanders, you are talking too seriously. ”

"Hey, it's not the best. Zeng Gong sneered, and he suddenly thought of a possibility.

Soon Thornton arrived with a group of cowboys, took Ortega's job, and sent the South American cowboys away under the supervision of security personnel.

"Sanders, I apologize to you, you're right. Zeng Gong said in frustration.

Except for the oldest team he gathered, the other cowboys were carefully selected by Sanders and them nearby, and their skills and character were no problem, but this time he actually encountered Waterloo in exercising his power, which made his face hot.

"Oh, Zeng, when anyone didn't make a mistake, it was all because we didn't have experience dealing with alpacas, and we didn't know cowboys in this area. Thornton looked at Zeng Gong with a smile and comforted him.

Thornton knows that recruiting cowboys is a technical job, and most cowboys have little culture, and even their sons have inherited their father's business from generation to generation, which also means that their personalities are like wild and wild, and they are very wild and difficult to control, and there will always be problems in terms of character.

Finding a cowboy with good character and good skills is not an easy task.

"In the future, I will be in charge of the American knife, and the matter of finding someone will be yours. Zeng Gong was even more embarrassed when he heard this, and left a sentence to urge the Quartma under the seat to leave.

Haha, looking at Zeng Gong's appearance of running away, the two old cowboys laughed heartlessly, although there was some unpleasantness on the issue of recruiting South American cowboys, but they didn't care, after all, they were old and couldn't keep up with the current form, so they could only manage the ranch in the traditional way.

Many times they feel a lot of pressure, and they really hope that Zeng Gong can share some of the pressure.

・・・・・・

"Hey, Mike, didn't you go on patrol today?" Zeng Gong said with some ill-willed spur as he broke into Mike's office.

"Eh, Zeng, why are you here, is there something wrong?" Mike couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Zeng Gong, and quickly put down the document in his hand and poured him a cup of coffee.

"What can I do, it's just that I'm in a bad mood and want to practice with you. Zeng Gong shook his head, feeling a little depressed, just looking for Mike, a CIA agent, to make a comparison.

I'm in a bad mood and I'm looking for a comparison, Mike has a feeling of beeping a dog, although he likes martial arts, but he doesn't have a tendency to look for abuse.

"I'm not feeling well today, how about we go for another day?" I'll invite you to drink, old Henry has got a lot of good things, how about we go and try them?" said Mike with a shy face.

Being able to bend and stretch, this is what a big husband does, Mike thought excitedly in his heart

"Old Henry?" Zeng Gong looked at Mike strangely, and then asked, "What good wine can that old miser have, and what can he have besides inferior beer?"

"Hehe, don't you know, it is said that the old guy has a way in Germany, and he got a lot of wheat dark beer from Elf Castle, which tastes great, let's try it?"

Mike saw that Zeng Gong had a trace of interest, and hurriedly said while the iron was hot, as for the beautiful knife in his pocket, it was not in his consideration for the time being, although it was a little painful, there was less pain in the flesh, and the image was not greatly damaged in front of his subordinates, which was still very worthwhile.

Zeng Gong nodded, it's not bad to drink a little wine, he hasn't been to Old Henry for a long time.

"Hey, Zeng, you're a rare guest, come on something, I'm in for a treat. Old Henry couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Zeng Gong walking into the bar, and then greeted warmly.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night, but I heard that you got a dark beer from Elf Castle from Germany. Zeng Gong said disdainfully.

It is better to believe that old Henry has a treat, than to believe that the sow can go up the tree.

"Elven Castle?" exclaimed Old Henry exaggeratedly, "Zeng, the price of this kind of beer is not low, and I didn't get much, just to test the water, I didn't expect you to be so discerning, but can you drink it in Sanza?"

"You old guy don't care if I can drink it or not, someone has a treat anyway. Zeng Gong rhythmically tapped the bar with his hand and said playfully.

"Oh, hell, yes, I said a treat, it's only for the common breed. Old Henry was taken aback by Zeng Gong's words and explained nervously.

"Hehe, old Henry, didn't you say you wanted a treat, why did you change your mind?"

"Zeng, you're going to ruin me like that, you should find an unlucky guy to drink it, or you'll just have a regular beer. Old Henry swore an oath.

"Hehe, you're right, you'll have to find the unlucky ghost for a treat. Zeng Gong snapped his fingers and said gloatingly.

"Hey, there's a bad luck. ”

Old Henry didn't expect that there would really be an unlucky ghost to treat, with Zeng Gong's amount of alcohol, he would definitely bleed heavily, he was really glad that he was thick-skinned enough, and he didn't forget to look around to find the unlucky ghost.

"Old Henry, I'm the unlucky one. Mike said through gritted teeth.

"Mike?" (To be continued.) )