Crossing the ocean and coming to a strange country is probably a bit dazed for anyone. The people on the street are full of www.biquge.info, black, yellow, white, and all speak the language of birds. There is not a single familiar word on the signboards on the street.

Looking around, I just feel lonely.

Pushed the old man out of the Los Angeles airport and took a taxi to stop at Hilton.

Then I picked up my phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, this is Citibank Chen Yuanlong."

"Hello Mr. Chen, I'm Zhou Yu."

"Hello Mr. Zhou!"

"I've been to Los Angeles, and I told you before that I want to invest in immigration..."

"Yes, Mr. Zhou. Wait a minute..."

A moment later, Chen Yuanlong sent a phone number.

Before Zhou Yu could understand, the call came.

"Harrow, Mr. Zhou. This is Smith..."crackling, this English, Zhou Yu was dizzy when he heard it. The speed of speech is too fast for people to get used to.

Hurriedly said: "Hello, Mr. Smith, can you speak slowly?" ”

There was a pause, and then a not-so-authentic Chinese came out: "Sorry Mr. Zhou, professional habits." ”

"It's fine." Zhou Yu smiled and said, "I want to invest in immigration, can you Citibank help with it?" ”

"Of course!" Smith said: "Mr. Zhou is a big customer, and I am responsible for handling various financial businesses for Mr. Zhou!" Where is Mr. Zhou now? I immediately came over and had a face-to-face interview with Mr. Zhou. ”

"Okay." Zhou Yu thanked him and said, "I'm at the Hilton Hotel near Los Angeles Airport now. ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Yu let out a long breath.

also lost some of his own capital, and in this country that is eager for money, it is not a smear. But if you think about those who come here to work or smuggle in, when they first arrived in this country, you can imagine how difficult it was.

It's evening, about six o'clock. Still number thirteen.

Here in Los Angeles, the time difference with China is about fifteen hours. The plane at 3 p.m. on the 13th of Daxia over there came for eighteen hours, but it was actually only 6 p.m. on the 13th.

Zhou Yu was full of energy, but he didn't think it was any better, and the old man was not used to it. I just slept on the plane, and now it's getting dark again, and it feels like something is wrong.

"Grandpa, it's because of jet lag." Zhou Yu smiled: "This side is fifteen hours later than ours." ”

"Fifteen hours late?" The old man doesn't know why, he just doesn't want to sleep yet.

"Why don't we go out for a walk?" Zhou Yu proposed.

The old man hurriedly shook his head again: "Don't go, there are foreigners all over the place, I can't understand a word, I'm not used to it." ”

Zhou Yu was helpless.

That's where he worries. As far as he was concerned, it was nothing. Although I am not very proficient in English, I have to learn it very quickly. But the old man can't do it, and it's impossible for the old man to learn English now. What age is the old man!?

Zhou Yu thought, you can't bring the old man over, let him be lonely, and there is no one to talk to, right?!

I have to be busy doing this and that, I can't always accompany the old man, if I don't have a talking partner, wouldn't I let the old man come over and suffer?

Just as I was thinking about it, the doorbell rang.

The old man took a look, turned into the inner bedroom, and closed the door. Zhou Yu opened the door and saw a tall bearded white man standing outside the door.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, I'm Smith."

Broken Chinese.

Zhou Yu stretched out his hand, shook hands with him, and invited him to come in, "Mr. Smith, please take a seat." ”

The two sat down, and Smith spoke: "Mr. Zhou wants to invest in immigration, does he have any specific ideas?" If not, I have some suggestions here. ”

"I'm going to buy a farm and do a business in planting and breeding." Zhou Yu said.

As for Smith's suggestion, Zhou Yu directly ignored it.

"Buying a farm?" Smith nodded: "So, what does Mr. Zhou have for the farm?" Area? Location and environment? Price? ”

"This..."Zhou Yu frowned. He didn't know much about the situation on the American side. But he said, "What about immigration?" ”

Smith smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Zhou can provide a proof of investment of more than one million US dollars, he can get American citizenship immediately." ”

"Oh." Zhou Yu nodded, and said: "My requirements for the farm, the first one, is to be close to the mountains and rivers. Second, to have convenient transportation, the most important one is that there must be Chinese people in the vicinity. As for the area and price, Mr. Smith, can you tell me about the market of the farm here? ”

"Of course." Smith nodded and said, "I can give you an example, for example, in Montana, a 10,000-acre farm and pasture, the price fluctuates around 10 million dollars. In other states where agriculture and animal husbandry are dominant, prices are similar, with a maximum of 15 million and a minimum of 8 million. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yu groaned.

He now has 180 million Daxia coins in his account with Citibank, which can be converted into American knives, which is about nearly 30 million. If you buy a 10,000-acre farm, it will cost 10 million US dollars, and there will be nearly 20 million left... That's enough!

At the moment, he said: "I want a farm of about 10,000 acres." ”

"Okay." Mr. Smith stood up: "It's my job to serve customers. Mr. Zhou, I will collect the relevant information immediately and come back tomorrow. ”

"Thank you."

Sending Smith to the door, Smith suddenly spoke: "Mr. Zhou, I think you need the help of a lawyer." In the United States, if you don't understand the laws of the United States, I am afraid that you will suffer. ”

Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, and then showed gratitude: "Thank you, Mr. Smith, for the reminder." ”

Sending Smith away, Zhou Yu returned to the house and thought about it carefully, indeed, as Smith said, he is not familiar with life here, and he does not know the laws of the United States, if he accidentally steps on a thunder, it will be bad.

...

Just after noon the next day, Smith came again.

He brought more than a dozen farm materials, which were laid out on the coffee table, all of which were farms with an area of about 10,000 acres, no more than 12,000 large, no less than 8,000 small, and most of them were concentrated in the western states of the United States.

There's Montana, there's Wyoming, there's Utah, there's California. And the eastern one, with only one copy, is in Tennessee. Zhou Yu looked at it for a while, and was dazzled.

"This..."

Zhou Yu looked at the past one by one, but he didn't know which one to choose was the best.

Judging from the data, these dozen farms all meet Dong Yi's requirements. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are Chinese residents in the nearby towns.

The environment is good, and the personal problems of the old man are taken into account, and it seems that they all meet the requirements.

But there are too many, and Zhou Yu doesn't know which one to choose.

He couldn't help but turn his face to look at the other person sitting next to him.

This is a woman, in her thirties, wearing glasses, short hair, looking shrewd and neat, a mixed Chinese and white American, although not very beautiful, but very intellectual.

This is the exclusive lawyer that Zhou Yu found in the morning.

The Chinese name is Li Jing, and the English name is Angel.

Li Jing looked at Zhou Yu, stretched out her hand to put on her glasses, and said slowly: "Boss, these farms recommended by Mr. Smith are very good. The five major agricultural belts in the United States, except for the coastal wheat and fruit growing areas in the west, are all livestock and irrigated agricultural areas. Tennessee, on the other hand, is a mixed farming area. ”

"If the boss doesn't have other conditions and considerations, then just pick one of them at random. If there is, for example, if you want to be close to the sea, then choose this one. Li Jing pointed to the information of the farm in California and said, "This farm is located in the fruit and irrigation agricultural area, and it is close to the Pacific Ocean, and the boss can sunbathe on the beach in his spare time. ”

"As for the other farms, they are all inland, and it doesn't make much difference if you choose any of them."

Hearing Li Jing say this, he immediately divided these materials into two parts, one inland and one by the sea. Glance.

"Okay, that's it." Zhou Yu picked up the information on the farm on the southwest coast of California: "Mr. Smith, when can we go and have a look?" ”

"Anytime." Smith smiled.

This farm was chosen not only because it is located by the sea. It's even more because it's a scorpion in this pile of information, and it's the only one.

Li Jing's words affected Zhou Yu. He also wants his farm to have a richer landscape. As Li Jing said, when you have nothing to do, you can sunbathe, or go out to sea to fish? How pleasant was that?

It's definitely better than being inland!

Li Jing on the side glanced at Zhou Yu in surprise, and didn't expect Zhou Yu to immediately adopt her opinion.

...

This California farm is located in the small town of Seatock in Santa Maria, not far from Los Angeles, just three hours north by car.

The ranch was called John's Ranch, and the gate was a dilapidated wooden sign with a name written in paint, all mottled and peeling, and it looked extremely decadent.

The owner of the ranch, Old John, was waiting at the door early, and when he saw Zhou Yu and others coming, he hurriedly came forward to shake hands.

Zhou Yu pushed the old man, and the group entered the farm.

"My farm is in a great location." Old John boasted vigorously: "California itself is mostly mountainous, and farms like me, with a total area of more than 8,800 acres and nearly 6,000 acres of plains, are rare in California. ”

Zhou Yu bowed his head slightly and looked around.

Whether this farm really has 6,000 acres of plains, he can't tell. Because as soon as you walk into the farm, it's like walking into the forest.

A secluded concrete road flanked on both sides by lush fruit groves!

This is a fruit-growing farm.

He said, "Mr. John..."

"Just call me Old John." The old American man grinned.

"All right, old John. Is this farm of yours all planted with fruit trees? Zhou Yu asked.

"Yes," said Old John, nodding his head, pointing to the vast orchard, "my grandfather established this farm here fifty years ago, and for a long time the fruit market of Santa Maria was my family's own land. ”

Speaking of this, his expression was slightly unpleasant: "In recent years, the economy has been sluggish, and my fruits are not easy to sell... My son, John Jr., also had his own business, and was reluctant to take over the farm, and I was old and lacked energy, so I was ready to sell it. ”