Brian drove over, Zhang Chi opened the door and got into the car, while swearing in his mouth.

"They guess they're passing by, and they should stop it if it's rotten. Oh, I forgot, there's not enough police here," Brian smiled as he looked at his boss.

Zhang Chi sighed: "Forget it, let's go, anyway, the insurance company will be able to pay a little in two days."

Saying anything now is just venting, and it doesn't really work.

In fact, as far as Zhang Chi is concerned, it's no wonder that the police, they are really not enough, if you think about a town like Folsom and Amber, there are only a few policemen, what are you doing.

The situation here is that once the government runs out of money and wants to raise taxes, everyone will oppose it, and if they want to raise taxes, they can first lay off some unnecessary departments, or cut departments that spend a lot of money and cannot have a direct economic effect.

This line of thinking sounds reasonable, so think about what department costs the most money, that is naturally the police department, firefighters must not be laid off, who lays them off to fight the fire, is the police department is the most eye-catching, but also the most hated, everyone feels that they do not feel the service of the police, as soon as they hear the police cut, they clap their hands.

As a result, it was laid off twice once, and finally it became like this, like the law and order on Folson's side is quite good, if you put it in the city, after several layoffs, there are few police, and the behavior of zero-yuan purchase will naturally increase.

Now that Zhang Chi thinks about it, he is still ready to oppose the tax increase, who knows if the tax increase is opposed to him, and he doesn't know that his car has changed his surname to someone else's.

Things have already happened, so what can I do, I have to mix it cold, and honestly buy another one. You can't go and chase the car back by yourself, although he has a gourd in his hand, he doesn't have such a skill.

Following Brian back home, Zhang Chi was nagged by his mother.

"You, such a big person, you can even lose a car, I really don't know what you eat."

Li Xiumei felt distressed in her heart, her son lost a car here, could that be a trivial matter in Li Xiumei's eyes? Although it is said that his son is rich now, no matter how rich he is, he can't support such a defeat in the hearts of the old man.

Zhang Chi saw his mother's worried look here, so he comforted and said: "Mom, the insurance company will pay for it, and where can I know about this?" ”

As soon as Li Xiumei heard that the insurance company would pay for it, she suddenly felt better: "Can you pay it all?" ”

"What do you think, it was originally a second-hand car, and it was fully compensated, and the people in the insurance company drank the northwest wind" Zhang Juan listened to it and directly expressed her meaning.

After speaking, he saw his mother ripping himself, so he shrank his head and continued to look at the TV in front of him, pretending to be honest.

"You won't lose all of it, but you will lose a lot, so you can rest assured."

Zhang Chi has no choice, so she has to say this to her mother, it's better to coax than the old man to keep talking about this, with Zhang Chi's understanding of her mother, she estimates that she will have to read the Tao for a month or two, and saying this will always make her feel better and read less about it.

There is no way, the old man has not made a few dollars in his life, and suddenly found that the family lost a car, although the money did not fall into her hands, but instinctively she would be sad and sad, as a son Zhang Chi had to do so.

"How much can you lose".

"Seven or eight thousand will always lose, but it's not too much," Zhang Chi continued to coax.

When Li Xiumei heard this, she patted her chest: "It's finally a great luck in misfortune."

"I went upstairs"

Zhang Chi said a word to his mother and went upstairs.

Merika was now reading in the study, so Zhang Chi didn't find anyone in the bedroom, so he came to the door of the study and knocked lightly.

"Come in!"

Hearing Merika's voice, Zhang Chi pushed open the door and walked in.

"Lost the car?" Merika couldn't help but laugh when she saw Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi sighed, and then sat next to his daughter-in-law: "Don't mention it, you said that this is a coincidence, today is really an unlucky day."

Merika continued to be happy, and when she was done, she asked Zhang Chi, "How is it?" ”

"What's the matter, wait for the insurance company to lose money, just find a time to buy another one in two days," Zhang Chi said.

There is a car at home, but it is Merica's Mercedes-Benz, which is inconvenient to use to pull goods or something, and it can be driven if it can be driven, but if you don't get a pickup truck here, Zhang Chi always feels that she has not integrated into the role of the rancher.

Of course, this is his own feeling, Lao Liu still works hard, and he doesn't feel that he doesn't fit in, but Zhang Chi is hypocritical, and thinks that only by driving a pickup truck has to be high-horsepower, in order to match the taste of the rancher.

That's not what Merika asked.

"I'm asking you how things are going," Merica asked directly.

Zhang Chi said: "Oh, this matter, simple, tomorrow morning at ten o'clock everyone will gather near the bar, then we will drive to Folsen together, and when we arrive at Folsom, we will meet everyone at the door of the government, that's it, I'll get a protest sign later."

Merica nodded.

At this time, Zhang Chi remembered something and said to Merica: "I met Jonathan in the bar just now, and he told me a very strange thing, that is, the ranch in the east seems to be possible to be privatized, I heard that, but when I asked others, no one else had heard of it."

The government here is like a sieve, and whatever policies are almost obvious, not to mention any leaky walls, saying that they are holes everywhere and the fence is a bit of a high opinion of them.

Most things have to be voted on, and what secrets can be hidden, so Jonathan's words Zhang Chi is a little unclear.

"What did he tell you? Tell me about the situation," Merica said.

Zhang Chi thought about it for a while, and then played the situation at the time, as well as Jonathan's appearance when he spoke, and Merika in general.

Merika immediately understood that this family was not for her husband, but for herself.

As for why you told Merika that the old Mei family can run such a big outdoor store here, you say they have no connection with politicians? As for what Jonathan wanted to do, Merica didn't care, what she cared about was her own benefits.

However, Merica was not prepared to talk about it to her husband, and she understood that his husband was not interested in such a thing.

Zhang Chi is really not interested here, he is first of all a child from an ordinary family, and he is far less sensitive to these things than a person like Merica, so after saying that, he almost forgot about it.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Chi reached out and stroked his daughter, so Zhang Chi went to the tool room.

When he arrived at the tool room, Zhang Chi found that his brother-in-law was still busy with his makeup box.

"All the ingredients are ready?" Zhang Chi asked casually, and when he asked, his hand began to turn over the nearby materials.

"Not yet, I'm going to use ordinary pine wood to make a material first, and then use this good material to make it" Sun Yanping didn't look up at his brother-in-law.

For him, this work is not work, it is play, a person is doing what he likes very much, he is always very energetic, and at the same time, his attention will not waver.

Now Sun Yanping is in this state.

Zhang Chi just asked casually, he didn't care what his brother-in-law did and how to do it, now he just wanted to find some pine boards, get a brand, and when he went to protest together tomorrow, he also seemed to be very attentive.

The board was easy to find, and soon Zhang Chi found two or three boards, as well as a square bar.

Sun Yanping saw Zhang Chi's movements and stopped what he was doing: "This board is useful to me, don't take it and tread it, find other scraps to play."

Zhang Chi said: "How bad am I, I want to make things, serious things."

Sun Yanping felt that his brother-in-law would have anything serious, his main thing was a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, and the four words of idleness were tailor-made for him.

"What can you do?" Sun Yanping was a little curious.

"I'm going to protest tomorrow morning, so I have to make a protest sign, put it on the car at that time, or hold it in my hand, forget it, just find a piece of cloth on the car and write it, and use it on the board," Zhang Chi said.

Sun Yanping said: "Protest? What kind of thing to do if you have nothing to do? ”

Zhang Chi talked to his brother-in-law.

"What, the things here are still yours, and now you're not happy to just let you share a part, are you still a person!"

Sun Yanping felt that these American rabbit cubs really didn't know what was going on in their heads.

Zhang Chi shrugged his shoulders and put on a very helpless look: "I spent the money, who else can it be if it's not mine?" ”

Sun Yanping felt that he and his brother-in-law couldn't understand, so he lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his work.

Zhang Chi began to sawn the planks here, originally thinking of making a small sign to raise the meaning, but after waiting for it to be put out, he felt that the sign seemed to be a little small, and it was a little less momentum when it was raised.

So Zhang Chi made the brand a little bigger, until it was the size of a tabletop, and Zhang Chi felt a little bit like that.

Nailing the brand is very simple, it is useless to do any effort, it is directly a square bar and a nail, a left and a right two square bars to nail the board into a face, and then nail the pole in the middle of the hand, a perfect protest sign in Zhang Chi's heart is done.

Holding the sign in his hand, Zhang Chi felt that the weight was okay.

In order to show his own characteristics, Zhang Chi is ready to write protest words in two languages, that is, Chinese and English, which seems to be more international.

First, we found a blue paint and wrote on the board a protest against the tax hike and the theft of our property. Let's use English and write the same words in red paint, of course, English has to be written larger, because the Americans here can't read Chinese, and the protest is to resist the Americans, and not the Chinese to read, to write Chinese so big that there is a woolen thread.

After writing the brand, Zhang Chi looked at it and felt that there was a fly in the ointment, so he drew some edges around it, with Zhang Chi's painting skills, it is estimated that he doesn't say that others don't know what the painting is.

But Zhang Chi himself was quite satisfied, and after the painting was finished, he looked left and right, and he was very satisfied.