Bill's words speak very naturally and calmly, as if he were telling a fact.

Zhang Bin and Zhou Jingyu glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise in each other's eyes.

Johnson is also the head of investment at the Bank of Montreal in the United States, which is also a strong party, since Bill can sit here, and it seems that the other party's parents and Mr. Harlan should have a good relationship.

In this case, there are only two possibilities for Bill to not give the other party a face.

First, Bill is just a kid and can't talk with his brain.

Second, his Lao Tzu is very bullish, so good that he can ignore Johnson at all.

Holding a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, Johnson took a deep breath and said helplessly: "Hey, boy, do you know that your words hurt a little?" ”

Bill ate calmly and said, "I'm sorry, but I'm telling the truth, and I don't mean to look down on you."

"Well, he's still a child," said Mr. Harlan, who did not want to fight at his guests' table.

"Okay, he's still a kid", Johnson smiled at Zhang Bin and Zhou Jingyu, "Harlan's steak is good, I suggest you can dip it in the sauce, it tastes better."

After dinner in the evening, Johnson went to swim in the back pool, while Zhang Bin accompanied Mr. Harlan to hang out.

Jane followed Zhou Jingyu, and Bill followed Jane.

Zhang Bin said something in Zhou Jingyu's ear, and saw Zhou Jingyu squatting down and frolicking with Jane.

Bill stood by with an envious expression on his face, watching the scene.

"Bill wants to play with?" Zhou Jingyu looked at the other party and invited with a smile.

Zhou Jingyu's English is good, and Bill seems to be stunned for a moment.

"May I?" Bill pointed to himself hesitantly.

"Of course, I'm not fun alone, would you like to play with Jane with me?" Zhou Jingyu said with a smile.

"Of course," Bill nodded excitedly.

So, the next two people pulled Jane and walked to the ranch behind, the manor was brightly lit at night, and a large area of the ranch could be seen.

The two of them and a dog played flying saucer on the ranch, playing the sport of football, and laughter came from time to time.

On the balcony of the room on the second floor, Johnson, who had just finished swimming and taking a shower, looked at a few people who were having fun, and immediately shook his head.

"I must have drunk too much wine at night, this is an illusion".

In the manor, Zhang Bin and Mr. Harlan talked about Bill.

"He's albinism, it's a genetic disease," Mr. Harlan said.

"And his parents?"

"His parents were lucky, but they left bad luck to their children."

"May I ask what his parents do?" Zhang Bin asked.

"Do you know about U.S. Steel? His parents are on the board of directors," Harlan explains, "and they'll not be here until tomorrow afternoon, and you'll get to know each other by then."

Early the next morning, Zhang Bin found that Zhou Jingyu was not around, and after washing up, he went downstairs and found that Zhou Jingyu had already mingled with Bill and was teasing Jane.

"Hi", Zhang Bin greeted Bill, hoping to get to know him, of course, he has the intention of having a good relationship.

Bill glanced at Zhou Jingyu, hesitated for a moment, and replied.

"Bill, your parents won't be crying when they come over this afternoon," Johnson said as he came downstairs, laughing.

"I'm going to make my dad kick you in the ass", Bill gestured with disdain, a bullish gesture.

After breakfast, Johnson went out to meet the guests, his task is actually to attract customers, this Napa Valley wine festival can attract a lot of rich people to come, this is a good start for him to expand his business in the United States.

The Bank of Montreal's business in the United States has not been doing very well, especially since the signs of the subprime mortgage crisis are now apparent, which has made many wealthy people choose to hold on to their pockets and keep cash, which makes his business even more difficult.

Harlan's introduction is a bit exaggerated, in fact, the Bank of Montreal has only four branches in the United States, and he is only the head of the New York branch, but because of his good business this year, the Canadian side intends to put him in charge of the entire American business.

So in order to be able to sit in that position as soon as possible, Johnson became extremely busy.

Zhang Bin and the others were taken into the vineyard by Mr. Harlan.

The grapes are grown with great care and care, as this represents the harvest of one year and the quality of the wine of the following year.

For a prestigious winery, the quality of the grapes is everything.

At this time, the grapes have already begun to set fruit, and the clusters are very pleasant.

But most of them are not yet suitable for winemaking, and this year's red wines are made from last year's grapes.

Harlan walked in the vineyard with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "The weather is good this year, I think the quality of the grapes should be very good."

After walking a few steps, Harlan suddenly squatted down, cut a bunch of grapes, and handed them to Zhang Bin.

"Taste," Harlan said with a smile.

The grapes here are all green and look unripe, but Mr. Harlan says so, so they must be edible.

Zhang Bin took it, twisted one and put it in his mouth.

"Oh", Zhang Bin bit down, and suddenly his whole face wrinkled together.

Zhou Jingyu felt that Zhang Bin was too exaggerated, so she took one and put it in her mouth in disbelief, and her expression was even more exaggerated than Zhang Bin in the next moment.

Harlan looked at their reactions and burst into laughter, "That's right."

"How can it be so sour?" Zhang Bin looked at Harlan with some puzzlement, is wine made with such grapes?

"In fact, to make wine, you need grapes that are not too sweet and have a sour feeling, so that the grapes are the best," says Harlan with a smile.

"And when do you usually make sake?" Zhang Bin asked.

"It depends on when the grapes are ripe, as early as the end of August and September, and later in October, so that they can be aged in the cellar and enjoyed at this time of the year," says Harlan with a smile.

After visiting the vineyard, Zhang Bin and Zhou Jingyu rode again, this time Bill followed them.

Jane followed the horse.

Tired of playing, everyone returned to the manor, only to see Mr. Harlan at the door talking enthusiastically with a couple.

Bill ran over suddenly, calling out to Mom and Dad.

Zhang Bin knew that the couple in front of him should be the husband and wife directors of the American Steel Company that Harlan said. Hawkes and his wife Anna. Hawkes.

"Bill, tell Daddy, did you cause trouble for Grandpa Harlan?" Hawkes crouched down and looked at his son.

"Of course not, and Jane and I are good friends," Bill said proudly.

"Really? I think it's going to be the happiest thing I've ever heard today," Hawkes said with a laugh.

After talking to his son, Hawkes walked over to Zhang Bin and Zhou Jingyu with his wife.

"Thank you, I heard Harlan say that you have helped my son a lot, I am very grateful", Hawkes and Zhang Bin hugged and shook hands again.

"Bill is very cute, we think he's a nice kid," Zhang said sincerely.

"I'm glad to hear people compliment my son like that, and it gives me a sense of accomplishment," Hawkes laughs, looking genuinely happy.

Anna also pulled Zhou Jingyu to talk next to her, her son likes Zhou Jingyu very much, loves the house and Wu, and she also hopes that she and the beautiful Oriental girl in front of her can have a common topic.

After chatting for a few words, the group walked to the manor.

"Dad, Johnson said in the morning, he said you're no match for him, I'm here to let you know," Bill said, pulling Hawkes.

"Really? Alright then, I'll definitely ask him to beg me for mercy," Hawkes said unceremoniously.