133 Are they all coming?

"Forget it, don't fight. Qian Hui suddenly threw the cards on the table and said with some irritation.

The snowstorm in the past few days has really made him a little depressed, originally, he also planned to take Zeng Gong to the Bear's Tooth Mountains to hunt, but unfortunately this snowstorm completely disrupted his plans, and now he can only play cards at home, but the only good thing is that those demonstrators have to die down because of the cold and the blizzard.

"Qian Hui, what crazy are you. Zeng Gong looked at the white expanse outside the window, frowned and said with some dissatisfaction,

However, I still have some sympathy for Qian Hui, an active guy, if it weren't for Prince Abdullah here, he could still take Qian Hui to the cowboy bar in the town to stroll around and feel the style of the American West.

"I..." Qian Hui opened his mouth, and suddenly turned into a deflated ball, looking to the side angrily, the heavy snow outside suddenly brought a bad mood to everyone.

Prince Abdullah patted Qian Hui on the shoulder and said, "Okay, okay, Qian, after the airport allows the plane to take off, I will take you to Arabia as a guest, there are a lot of fun there, and the most important thing is that the weather is not so cold." ”

Prince Abdullah is now a little sympathetic to Qian Hui, originally he stayed well in the tropics, but he actually got to Montana, and it was a cold winter, could it be that Allah Allah specially punished me for not praying sincerely?

Qian Hui nodded tacitly, although he had a good time in Qinglian Ranch before, but the cold weather here is really unbearable, although he lives in the imperial capital of the Celestial Empire, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, but he has never felt such cold weather, maybe there are three eastern provinces.

Yes, looking at the two guys who performed double reeds there, Zeng Gong was really a little crying and laughing, and he wanted to refute a few words, but Qiao's phone called.

"he11o, this is Zeng, how did Joe remember to call me today, the cattle in the pasture are fine. Zeng Gong smiled and answered the phone.

Since the last time Joe used the Qinglian Ranch to transfer farms, the two of them have become good friends, and sometimes they get together in the bar to drink, because the two have not been in touch for many days when they were on the ranch.

"Ever, are we friends?" said Joe on the other end of the phone.

Zeng Gong was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why this hot-tempered old man was angry, so he had to say with a smiling face: "Joe, why do you say that, of course we are friends, but you are my best friend in Livingston." ”

"It's a friend, then why don't you tell me when Qinglian Ranch is in trouble, don't you look down on me as an old man?" Zeng Gong listened to Qiao's words, and he could fully imagine the scene of him holding a large draft of beer and blowing his beard and glaring without any image.

"No, Joe, it's not that I don't want to sue you, it's that Ryan sued me that the National Park Service bunch of politicians don't bother at all. When Zeng Gong heard that he was sued by the National Park Administration for himself, he felt a little funny, moved warmly, and felt more guilty.

"Hmph, Zeng, there is another time our friends don't have to do it, as for the National Park Service bitch, son, and raised guys, you'd better teach them some lessons, or you'll think we Montana people are easy to bully, shit National Parks are all for their damn political achievements." Joe softened a little in his breath and then said loudly.

"No, I'll take care of Joe's matter, Ryan is well prepared for this lawsuit. Zeng Gong was taken aback after hearing Qiao's words, and then said nervously.

"Once, this matter is settled, I'm going to organize the cowboys and ranchers of Montana and teach those shit politicians in our own way. After Qiao finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly without waiting for Zeng Gong to answer, leaving only a series of blind tones.

Zeng Gong looked at his mobile phone and couldn't help but be a little distracted, although he and Ryan had already planned, but it was precisely because of Joe's rudeness and spirit that he regretted it now, this made their friendship lose its purity, and now he needed to do something, thinking of this, Zeng Gong grabbed his coat and prepared to go to Livingston.

"Brother Zeng, what are you going to do?" Qian Hui next to him saw Zeng Gong's appearance and stopped him at once.

"Go to Livingston and organize Joe's behavior. Zeng Gong's gaze has never been as firm as it is now.

"But..." Qian Hui thought for a while, organized his language and said: "Brother Zeng, have you thought that without them, this is not only to help you, but more importantly, to help yourself, we can't stop it, and we have to give them the greatest support." ”

Qian Hui has lived in a family since he was a child, and he is accustomed to seeing deceit and conspiracy, and soon saw the stakes, if Zeng Gong falls by then, the pastures around Qinglian Ranch will soon be affected by the pond fish and become part of the Yellowstone branch park, and a large number of people will lose the land they rely on in this operation of the National Park Service.

"Help?" Zeng Gong looked at Qian Hui with some incredulity, as if he wanted to get his own answer through his eyes.

"Zeng, what Qian said is not wrong at all, you don't have to feel guilty about this matter at all, we just need to act according to the plan we have made, do you really think that our Qinglian Ranch 170,000 acres of land can fill their stomachs. At this time, Ryan also came over and comforted Zeng Gong.

Zeng Gong was shocked when he heard this, and then he realized that he was too naΓ―ve, would those rich people really use gentle means in order to obtain benefits.

In the end, Zeng Gong put down the coat in his hand with some interest, and said with some loss: "Lane, you pay attention to this matter, don't have any mistakes." ”

Ryan nodded, he understood Zeng Gong's mind and didn't want his friend to be hurt.

Zeng Gong stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass and looked at the vast white in the distance, it seemed that under this thick snow covered with full hope, the people take food as the sky, their ancestors were born as farmers, and they have a deep attachment to the land, not only because of the space bracelet, but also because of the farmers' enthusiasm for the land.

Growing oats, winter wheat, corn, vineyards, and organic vegetables are the main goals of the exhibition after the first winter in Montana, not only to produce the best agricultural and animal husbandry products in the world, but also to make people all over the world proud of the word farmer.

Tourism, wine production, the establishment of ecological pastures, this is his pursuit of the goal, although Mrs. Mary came to the ranch has some clues, but this still has a long way to go, need a lot of financial support, a large number of talent reserves, really want me to persuade the heavens to be vigorous, eclectic to reduce talents.

"Zeng, what are you thinking?" At some point, Sanders walked in and stood behind Zeng Gong.

"Hmm, Sanders, what's the matter with you?" Zeng Gong asked after coming back to his senses and suspiciously.

"Yes, yes, our Angus cattle don't like the hay, and they can eat the grass under the snow, do you think we use it as fertilizer, and scatter it in the pasture in the spring, or sell some of it?" Sanders said with some embarrassment.

"Sell it, but it's a bit of a waste to have some hay left over for a rainy day to use as fertilizer. Zeng Gong nodded and said.

"Okay. Sanders nodded, then said, "Zeng, now that the new cowboys we've hired have arrived, why don't you go and meet them?"

"Are they all here?" Qian Hui said in surprise

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