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"Picking coffee beans?" O'Neal scratched his head suspiciously, looked at his huge hands with suspicion, and then explained honestly, "Mr. Charlie, we are here to soak in the hot springs, and I sprained my foot when I played against the Rockets, and Mr. Zeng said that soaking in the hot springs is good for the recovery of the injury. ”

"Hot springs?" asked old Charlie with interest.

Hot springs are not uncommon in the United States, there are 3,000 hot springs in Yellowstone Park not far from here, and Old Charlie has three resort estates with hot springs, but now he still can't help but envy, envy Zhong Ling Xiuhui of Qinglian Ranch, and envy Zeng Gong's good luck.

O'Neill nodded excitedly, and said with some confusion: "Mr. Zeng said that he has a hot spring group here, there are nine springs, which is particularly spectacular, and it is much better to soak in the hot springs here than in other places, as for the name, it is too tongue-twisting, I don't remember." ”

Just when old Charlie and O'Neill were chatting, Qian Hui dragged Zeng Gong aside, frowned and said, "Brother Zeng, why did old Morgan come to you, aren't you confused? ”

"What do you say? Mr. Charlie is old Morgan. Zeng Gong looked at Qian Hui with wide eyes, but he was also relieved in his heart, no wonder he had such a big breath to make the rich people in the United States keep silent about the idea of their own ranch, and sure enough, there were no three-thirds, and they didn't dare to go to Liangshan.

Qian Hui nodded a little solemnly, and said with some memories: "My father once saw this old Morgan when he went to the United States to investigate when he was still in the local government, and I still have a photo of him at home, although there are general changes, I think I will not admit it." ”

"Well, but it doesn't matter, he's Elena's grandfather, and he's promised to help me snipe those dragons across the river. Zeng Gong thought for a while, but still said with a little apprehension, and then repeated Old Charlie's words again.

"Help you?" Qian Hui was a little mocking, "My great-brother, don't imagine those big families so well, I was born into a big family, and the cruelty is not what you can imagine, everyone wants to be in a position, why should you concentrate resources on one person?" Each generation needs to have a fierce competition when choosing a leader, and then unite to show the family, but there is still an indispensable open and secret fight, and there are still a few families that are truly united, especially the Morgan family, which is a centuries-old family that is even more intertwined. If he really wants to help you, he should get Philip Green together. ”

"You mean to devour wolves and drive tigers, and then snipe and clam compete for fishermen to profit?" Zeng Gong frowned and asked, he was not a fool, he could guess what old Charlie meant.

"Brother Zeng, it's not as complicated as you think, I guess it's this old Morgan who arranges a separate arena for you and Philip Green, if you win, everything will be over, after all, you are talking to Elena right now, and he won't blatantly covet your ranch, if you lose, then he can accept it openly, don't forget that the three of them are an order of magnitude opponent. The corners of Qian Hui's mouth sneered, this is a trick that big families are tired of, how could he not know.

Zeng Gong nodded silently, he had a little understanding in his heart, and his eyes when he looked at the old Morgan became vigilant, he knew that the struggle between him and Philip Green, this old Morgan would definitely add fuel to the fire, and if he fell behind, he would definitely not mind falling into the pit.

At the end of the conversation with O'Neill, old Charlie seemed to be a little prescient and said apologetically to Zeng Gong, "Zeng, is this your friend, you know that O'Neill's size is too big. ”

"Hehe, it's okay, Mr. Charlie is my good friend in China, his name is Qian Hui, you can call him Qian. Zeng Gong smiled and waved his hand, and his words couldn't help but be a little sparse.

As a shrewd and cunning Jew, how could old Charlie not notice the changes in Zeng Gong, but what does it matter, he used Yang Mou, and he didn't get Qinglian Ranch from your Zeng Gong, and his expression was natural and he exchanged a few words with Qian Hui, and then left him with a meaningful look.

"Zeng, I heard that there is a hot spring group on your island, how about taking us to see it?" asked Old Charlie with a smile, knowing that Guò had just learned, and couldn't help but be a little interested in the hot springs on the island.

Zeng Gong nodded and said, "Our destination is also a hot spring, and ten coffee trees grow near the hot spring, which is a valley. ”

Zeng Gong pointed to the low mountain a little farther away, the green pines covered the whole hill tightly, only one hundred and ten meters high, the slope was slightly gentle, not particularly steep, it could be vaguely judged that this was once a small volcano, because of time is now overgrown with tall trees, Zeng Gong said that the valley should be the original crater, surrounded by the whole mountain.

Old Charlie was about to go happily when he heard this, but at this time there was a rapid shout from the lake, and it turned out that Old Charlie's bodyguard Miles and the two finally drove the raft clumsily, and their clothes were already wet with sweat, and they couldn't help but turn pale when they were blown by the cold north wind, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

Zeng Gong glanced at the two bodyguards, and did not say anything, he was a guide in front, but in fact, this guide was nothing to do, on the way to the valley, Zeng Gong had already opened up a sheep intestine path, but because he had not come for a long time, weeds grew on the road, Zeng Gong had to open the road in front, and from time to time broke some beech, birch and other trees that stretched out naughtily sticking out of the branches.

The whole forest could not help but be filled with rich colors, and Elena said intoxicatedly: "Zeng, this place is so beautiful, as if it is a country road in England, it is very pleasant to walk, and the whole mind and body are relaxed." ”

"Yes, I haven't been to England, I don't know what it's like, but it's much more beautiful than the country roads in our hometown, and you know that we Chinese have too many and have to ask for more land from nature, and the trees are relatively scarce, only some wheat fields or corn fields, which are particularly monotonous." Zeng Gong looked at Elena's simple appearance, and suddenly felt a little homesick.

"Why, I've seen some farms where the trees are relatively scarce, but the big waves of wheat blowing through are really pleasant and spectacular. Elena said with some confusion that she had been to some tourist farms and did not find anything monotonous.

Zeng Gong shook his head and said: "China is different from the United States, most of the land there is owned by farmers, every farmer can have his own piece of land that can be cultivated, as far as our hometown is concerned, the place where everyone has the most people is only a little more than an acre, when I was in China, I used to own a little more than one-sixth of an acre of land, the whole village is divided by countless paths, and even some farmers who work in other places, the cultivated land has become wasteland, and there is no spectacular beauty of wheat surging at all. ”

"Why is it a wasteland? Elena asked, a little curious.

"The grain is cheap and hurts the peasants. Zeng Gong leisurely told about the embarrassing problems faced by every country, although he always emphasized the food crisis, he always ignored the interests of farmers.

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