"The new owners of the Old Lion Ranch are here, right?"

A cowboy next to him asked curiously.

Another cowboy sitting at the bar jokingly asked, "You want to go and slap their ass?" ”

The old lion ranch was split into several parts, even such a ranch is worth millions of dollars, and those who can buy this one must be rich, and you may not dare to ask the price if you are not worth 100 million.

Of course, except for Zhang Chi, his worth is estimated to be the money of someone having dinner and calling a female star.

Except for the one in Zhang Chi's hand, the other buyers were all rich and silver. Even Zhang Chi's good neighbor is also very rich.

If you don't plan to integrate into Amber Town, it is estimated that your good neighbors don't have to deal with Zhang Chi and these people at all.

"What do I do when I pat their ass".

"You don't have a chance to shoot if you want to, I saw a helicopter land in the West Ranch yesterday, obviously people are coming, but they are not interested in mixing with us," the cowboy next to him said with a smile.

In fact, this is the normal situation, like Zhang Chi's good neighbors are not normal, rich Americans generally have little interest in integrating into any small town life, they come here to enjoy, enjoy the life of not being disturbed, if they want to integrate into something here, what do they come to do.

What good is it to get together with politicians, wealthy businessmen, and a bunch of cowboys when you have this time?

Not to mention cowboys, even if they are small ranchers, how much help can they provide?

As long as there are people, there is a social class, and it is clear that the owner of this layer of a small bar can never enter the life of others.

It turns out that most wealthy people don't want to have too much to do with Amber Town.

After talking about the other ranchers and guessing their identities, everyone continued to chat.

Zhang Chi finished a bottle of beer, put the money on the table, and got up to go home.

As soon as I stood up, I saw the door being pushed open.

"Everybody went to help, there was a car in front of me that rushed into the ditch."

As soon as they heard this, everyone stood up and ran outside, and Zhang Chi also mixed in the crowd, and the person just now ran to the place where the incident happened.

When I arrived at the place, I found that a big truck was now turning over in the ditch, and now there is no water in the ditch, all of it is snow, and the ditch is not deep, almost the deepest point is only two meters, and the whole big truck is half lying sideways in the ditch, and half is lying horizontally outside.

Because of the snow, the body was not damaged much.

"Go up and pull the door open and get the driver inside".

Someone suddenly shouted loudly.

In fact, there was no need for him to shout, everyone climbed into the car, ready to open the door and pull the driver out of the car.

"No, the door is stuck and won't pull."

Someone stood up and tried the car door, found that the door was not moving, and patted the car again, trying to wake up the driver inside, but the person did not move at all, and did not know whether it was fainting or something more serious.

"Call the doctor, and the firefighters".

Another man in the crowd shouted.

Someone has done this thing a long time ago.

"Whoever takes the horse over and tries to see if he can use the horse to open the door".

Someone came up with a solid idea.

Zhang Chi originally thought that he would pull Chiyan Mountain over, but who knew that he hadn't raised his hand yet, and someone had already gone to the bar with a trot in response.

When the horse was in place, they tied one end of the rope to the door and the other end to the stake of the saddle.

With a gentle pat on the horse's buttocks, the horse ran forward with all his might.

In addition to borrowing horsepower, the two cowboys standing on the front of the car also took iron rods and began to open the door.

With two straines, the door creaked a few times before it was opened.

Someone from above went down to take a look.

"Can you pull it out?" Someone below asked.

The person who entered the cab looked at it, shook his head and said, "This person is stuck, I don't dare to pull it, let's wait for the ambulance to come."

Zhang Chi climbed into the cab and stretched out his head to take a look.

The driver, a white man in his forties, was now stuck in the cab, with the steering wheel and chair huddled together, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of injuries.

At this time, no one dares to move, because this person is almost unconscious now, and everyone is not a professional rescuer, if you move now and cause secondary damage to the injured, it will not be a rescue, but a super-crossing person.

There is no other way but to wait.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the rescuers to arrive, and these guys were very fast, because they didn't come by car, but by helicopter.

The helicopter is very emotional, but I don't know if the rescued guy will faint again when he sees the bill.

The rescuers came, and Zhang Chi and these people naturally had to get aside.

The emergency doctor took a look and found that they couldn't do anything now, the wounded were stuck a little tightly, and they had to wait for the firefighters to come.

The firefighters weren't slow to come, but when they came by car, it was certainly not as fast as a helicopter.

Waiting for the firefighters to come and cut the stuck area, the emergency doctors pulled the man out of the cab.

The wounded were pulled out, and the helicopter roared away.

The remaining firefighters have to help up the lying car, and even if they can't help it up, they have to get out of the way, otherwise there is only one road, and when it gets dark, maybe a later car will hit it.

The wounded were pulled away, Zhang Chi felt that these firefighters had begun to grind foreign workers, and everyone stood directly next to the fire truck and began to discuss how to help the truck up.

Zhang Chi thinks what's so difficult about this, won't the problem be solved by dispatching the crane three or two times?

But these people don't, they start with both quantity and painting, so they have to make a whole movement for you.

If it weren't for Zhang Chi's real fineness, and he hadn't seen the excitement for a long time, Zhang Chi would have wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave.

The grinding crane came, Zhang Chi thought it was time to work next, but people didn't, and began to measure and paint again, and I don't know what to do here.

It turned out to be a group of firefighters getting together, but now it's okay, plus two crane drivers, and another group of people are together.

Zhang Chi really watched it, turned around and returned to the bar, and rode home on Chiyan Mountain.

It's so special.

This situation can be scolded to death in China, but then someone will wash it, saying that these people are responsible, in fact, there is a fart relationship with responsibility, these people are grinding, as long as it does not involve human life, they can grind, because grinding and grinding, the money will come, you are saved so quickly, how to charge.

Everything costs money to dispatch here, and it is charged by the hour, and it is estimated that Zhang Chi can grind better than them.

“BOSS”

When I passed by the cowshed, I happened to come across Cannon.

"It's been a long time to drink," Cannon said with a smile as he looked at his watch.

Generally speaking, Zhang Chi only takes half an hour to go to the bar at most, but today he went for more than two hours.

"Don't mention it, there was a truck in the east of the town that went over the ditch, and I helped save people," Zhang Chi said.

"How's the people?" Cannon asked casually.

If you want to say empathy, it's pure nonsense, who would empathize with someone they don't know because they were injured, and besides, they weren't hurt by someone, they just overturned.

"I don't know, but this person was already unconscious when I arrived, and now he is estimated to be in the hospital," Zhang Chi replied.

Cannon let out an oh at the sound.

"Eat together tonight or do you make it yourself?" Zhang Chi asked.

Cannon said, "I'll eat it myself." By the way, what do you do, boss? ”

"Cook some soup, fry an egg or something" Zhang Chi thought for a moment and told Cannon about his plans for the evening.

Cannon heard that Zhang Chi was going to do this, so he lost interest.

If Guo Zhangchi wants to make fried rice or something, Cannon can still mix it up, and he doesn't have much interest in other Chinese food, especially Chinese soup, which doesn't taste good for him.

At this time, the soup Zhang Chi said was very simple, generally speaking, it was either green vegetable and tofu soup or bean sprout soup, and the soup that Cannon liked to drink was sweet and sour and very thick.

It wasn't the first time the two had eaten separately, so the two of them talked about it and went their separate ways.

Originally, Zhang Chi thought that this matter was over, but who knew that at ten o'clock the next morning, a call came to Zhang Chi's mobile phone.

"May I ask if you are Mr. Zhang Chi?"

The broken Chinese pronunciation made Zhang Chi almost not understand what this person said.

"Yes, you are?"

"I'm a police station on my side."

Well? Zhang Chi was a little strange, what kind of phone did the police station call him.

Before Zhang Chi could ask, he asked on the other end of the phone: "Did you participate in the truck ...... yesterday?"

"I participated, and many people helped," Zhang Chi thought that people were going to praise him.

"And when you left, was the door of the wagon closed or open?"

Zhang Chi felt that the taste was a little wrong, but he still told the truth: "Of course it was closed, but the front of the car was a little deformed at that time, and the trunk in the back was still good."

"Then I see, thank you for your cooperation."

Saying that, the other end hung up the phone again.

Zhang Chi's curiosity came up all of a sudden, and he turned his head and called Kimberly, as a bar owner, she is a know-it-all in the town, and it is generally impossible for others to know what she doesn't know.

Kimberly's answer directly made Zhang Chi dumbfounded.

"The contents of the van were stolen," Kimberly said.

"Stolen?" Zhang Chi was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: What is this called?

Kimberly said with a smile: "There was a cart of consumer electronics inside, which was stolen last night."

"A cart of consumer electronics? All stolen? Zhang Chi's gossip heart rose again.

Hearing Kimberly's narration, Zhang Chi finally understood, it turned out that yesterday's truck was loaded with a car of consumer electronics, and there were many types, such as Apple mobile phones, PS and other amusement machines, these things were all hot goods.

The firefighters brought the car over, and then naturally there was a tow truck to drag the front and van to the designated place, anyway, Zhang Chi didn't know where they were going.

This went wrong overnight, and in the morning the rear door was wide open, and the contents were moved.

So the biggest theft in recorded history of Folsen took place.

What is the key to health, there is no camera in the place where these people put the car, and they don't know who opened the car door by anyone and when.

Of course, this matter has little to do with Zhang Chi, and what it brought to Amber Town was just a big melon, and everyone was lively for several days.

The police worked hard for days, still not figuring out who had stolen the items.

I have to say that a bunch of Ma Daha, the trailer dragged the front and rear of the car to the place and threw it there, and they didn't know whether the rear compartment was opened in the process of hauling or the parking spot was opened.

The fire department was even more confused.

Zhang Chi is still waiting for them to catch the thief, but this has a tendency to become a wangfu stone, and there is a lot of news every day, but there is no accurate letter.

It reminded Zhang Chi of his memories of losing his bicycle in elementary school.