In the orchard, Jessie Chou and Alan were each holding a child, and when the horses came in, Alan was tied to the fruit tree!

"Boss, it is estimated that these fruits will ripen one after another in another month. Then we will know this, what happened to the grafted fruit. ”

"Well, this thing depends on the results after all, and the nutrient water is enough, right?" Zhou Jiexi nodded and said, and picked up a small bag hanging on a fruit tree, which was like hanging a drip in the hospital, with a small bag attached to one end and one end inserted into the fruit tree. He picked it up and looked at it, and found that there was still a lot of nutrient water left in it.

"Enough boss, we have stored a lot of nutrient water in our warehouse, and with the use of moderation, just such a bag can be used for two months. It's good to change this side twice a quarter on average, but you can't use machinery yet, you can only manually change the nutrition bag, but the labor cost is a bit high! Alan said to Jesse Chou.

Zhou Jiexi put down the nutrition bag hanging on the tree: "It doesn't matter, as long as there is an effect, I don't care about the labor cost at that point, as long as our fruit is haode, directly add these lost money to the selling price, we can maintain a high enough profit, these are small problems!" ”

"Hopefully!" Alan whispered.

"Hehe, buddy, be a little confident, I'm sure we'll make it, look at my watermelon, don't you think it tastes great?" Jessie Chow patted Allen on the shoulder and said.

Alan thought for a moment, and the taste of those watermelons was indeed great, which no one could deny. But what does this have to do with these experimental trees that the boss bought?

"All right, you just have to help me keep an eye on these little darlings, and everything will be known when they bear fruit. You think these trees are always full of little miracles, don't you? ”

Alan nodded in agreement.

Jesse Chou and Alan also have two children, while playing and chatting to inspect the orchard, when he left, he nodded with satisfaction, he just came to the farm that will plant the seeds, after a while will usher in a small harvest. Thinking about the heavy fruit at that time, his mood was incomparably good.

There's not much fruit yet, so why don't we hold an auction? Jessie Zhou couldn't help but think about it again. "Let's hope this auction will be a success!"

While Jesse was still worried about his auction, the upper class of California and some other American states began to recognize a new type of watermelon that tasted much more delicious than the black-skinned watermelon that the Japanese thief was expensive.

Although the money is nothing to them, it is common to buy some extravagant fruits, they have really never eaten such a delicious watermelon, and some people have discovered the little secrets on the watermelon.

Speaking of which, it still has a greater influence in California, and Jesse Chou's connections are mostly here, except for a few people he knows. Most of them are people from California who either live here, work here, or invest here.

If you don't say anything else, let's just talk about it, just the Chinese circle here. Because of his own relationship with Huang Daling, Jesse Chou has some exchanges with the second generation of the Chinese circle. There are also people from investment banks and some foundations that I know on Facebook.

California is a continent of immigrants, and the Chinese community here is usually not leaky, and there is not much to do in this country.

However, there is not a small amount of money in possession, and the union is not much worse than some geopolitical conglomerates on the American side, and each one is a local chaebol in California.

But recently, a kind of fruit and a kind of fragrance have become popular in these circles. However, because the incense is so scarce, most people know the effect, and they have long hidden it and enjoyed it themselves, so where would they think of taking it out and sharing it!

And because the watermelon is relatively large, one person can't eat it. So there are a lot of people who can share it. One by one, they were either given by friends when they were guests, or they were brought back by their families, and their families and relatives also ate them.

Speaking of incense, it feels even more mysterious, except for some people who have a good relationship and he also thinks that they can look up to them, in addition to accompanying the watermelon. Other friends in general will not take this, but just give a watermelon for publicity.

According to Jessie Chow's stingy personality, in fact, if it weren't for the fact that he could earn more money in the future, he wouldn't want to pull out so many watermelons to give away. This is not a gift, this is cutting meat, and it is still his flesh.

As for those Chinese tycoons who don't know Jesse Chou, or who don't have any communication and friendship with him, they are itching to some old friends. Although there are some suspicions that what the old friend said is exaggerating, but looking at their vigorous appearance and their net wealth, I also feel that the old friend should not be bragging.

Especially when some people happen to visit a friend's house, the man is lighting incense.

There is Huang Daling's father Huang Songxiong, he is a praying mantis catching cicadas, but he gives people a shade of yellow finches in the back, not only his son Huang Daling is depressed, Zuihou He is also depressed.

I remember that on the day Huang Daling received the email, after unraveling Jesse Chou's bad taste, he got the incense he sent, and after taking a sip, it felt really very energetic, a bit similar to the kind of medicinal cigarette given by Jesse Chou. But it seemed to be more powerful than that, so he lit the magic incense in his room.

It was just a few days of playing outside, and the spirit was not haode, but I didn't expect that after Jessie Chou's thing was a little bit, he took a break and his spirit suddenly became much better.

And his father, Huang Songxiong, happened to feel a little unwell in the company that day, so he planned to go home to rest. But after returning to his villa, he entered his son's room and suddenly smelled a strange fragrance in his nose.

This smell also shocked his spirits, and suddenly, he thought that Huang Daling would not be taking drugs at home.

Huang Daling's door was not closed tightly, he could just push the door and enter, and what caught his eye was a big watermelon and a wooden box. He ignored this directly, looked around the room, and saw that his son had drawn up the curtains in the room in broad daylight.

With his big chandelier on, he lay down on a very modern chaise longue, and the most strange thing was that there was a cactus ball next to it, and there was a stick of incense stuck on it, which had been lit by three-quarters by this time.

He wouldn't have time to dwell on the fact that his son was using the cactus as an incense burner. Now that he came in, he inhaled a lot of the little fragrance that leaked from Huang Daling's side. The discomfort caused by dealing with official business yesterday, and the headache and heavy brain, suddenly cleared up, and I felt a little more relaxed.

"What is this, it's so powerful!" Although he was thinking about this in his mind, he was shrewd and immediately closed the door of Huang Daling's room. The smell wafting from Huang Daling's side is not very much, this has to be opened to open the door, and it will not run out.

And the gas was very strangely light, and the smoke wafting out of the incense ran towards his nose in the breath of Huang Daling, who was a little asleep. There were very few of them that escaped, and the only ones he inhaled were the cigarettes that were scattered in the house, and he still sucked them out in a few puffs.

"My God, this incense is amazing, oh my God!" Huang Daling's father, Huang Songxiong, was shocked in his heart, which also made his breathing sound much louder, and after such a period of time in the room, it also began to affect the airflow.

The smoke that was originally drifting towards Huang Daling unexpectedly split a small stream and drifted towards him. Huang Songxiong took a few steps forward without hesitation and increased the intensity of his inhalation. Slightly affects the airflow in the room.

When you breathe the aroma into your mouth, it no longer looks like you have inhaled the kind of smoke that escapes. When he came in, Huang Songxiong felt a little drunk, but surprisingly not uncomfortable, and his mind was more sober. He swayed a little and sat down on the couch next to his son.

Although his mind was clear, he wanted to take a break at this moment. Leaning back against the sofa, he closed his eyes slightly. The smoke that floated from the incense in the room was split into two at this time. One floated to Huang Daling, and one floated to Huang Songxiong.

Time passed like this, I don't know when the incense was finished, and the two fathers and sons fell asleep very calmly! When night came, Huang Daling's mother, Ms. Chen, came back, and her husband was uncomfortable today, and she hosted a meeting in the company.

Now that I'm back from work, I want to go and see how my husband is doing! I didn't expect to find my husband in the room, so I asked the housekeeper at home and said that my husband was back. But she really didn't find it, and she searched the room at home but didn't see it.

I just wanted to see if my son knew where his father went, but I didn't expect to open the door and see it, did I see the big watermelon and a big box, and just ignored the past.

I saw my son sleeping on his chair, and his father, her husband Huang Songxiong, fell asleep on the sofa next to his son! This made her cry and laugh a little, and after looking for a long time, her husband actually ran to her son's room to sleep, and the strange thing was that neither of them slept in bed.

Both of them slept well this night, and the sound of Ms. Chen coming in also heard the somewhat sensitive Huang Songxiong, so he slowly opened his eyes and saw his wife watching him from a distance.