These little things will not affect Jian Heng's mood, but Jian Zhenhua slept a little unsteadily this night, and old-fashioned people like Jian Zhenhua want to let others say that they are good, and they are unwilling to let others find fault.

It's a pity that his thoughts are meaningless to many people nowadays, and some people are born to only find fault with others, and never look in the mirror to see what kind of virtue they are.

The news of Jian Heng's wealth and inhumanity was naturally dispersed by those who did not get the wool, they thought that people would stand on their side, but many people just nodded in person, and those who knew the situation behind their backs couldn't help but pout, and said a few shamelessly.

Of course, if you get Jian Heng's wool, no matter how shameless you are, many people will envy why you don't have such relatives, but if you don't get it, you will inevitably be despised by everyone.

After sleeping until dawn, Jian Heng said goodbye to his parents after eating breakfast and cleaning up, saying that he was going to Shanghai, but in fact, he was going to Yancheng, the hometown of the red-crowned crane, after arriving in Yancheng, Jian Heng found that all the red-crowned cranes he could contact were raised by people, and if he wanted to steal one, he had to do it under the noses of others, so he had to give up.

From Yancheng to Shanghai, it was already night, so I found a place to wash the car and drove to the location sent by He Ye, navigating to meet.

The address given by He Ye is located in an old alley in Puxi, which is said to be an old alley, but it is actually quite wide, and it is full of rows of small western-style buildings, covering an area that is not small, not at all like the Shanghai dwellings in Jian Heng's impression, where a large family is crowded into a hut.

Jian Heng's car drove into the courtyard, apologizing to the classmates in the provincial capital on the phone, and waving to He Ye standing in the courtyard.

got out of the car on the phone, Jian Heng pressed the back compartment, pointed to the things inside, and stretched out his hand to cover the phone: "What is here is prepared for you by my mother, there are no good things, just some local specialties in my hometown, pickles, sauerkraut or something, try it, this thing is different from pickles and sauerkraut on the market!" ”

After speaking, Jian Heng continued to explain to the enthusiastic classmates on the phone that he really couldn't go to the provincial capital this time, please forgive me or something.

After talking for a while, I hung up the phone.

"You're so busy!" He Ye looked at Jian Heng and said with a smile.

Jian Heng replied: "It's not because of your car, more than one million cars, all of a sudden the classmates who want to see and don't want to see all of a sudden have poured out!" One by one warmly invited me to come back next time I must pass through the provincial capital, in fact, it was originally a classmate who wanted to pick me up, waiting for him to take a picture of your car and send it to the circle of friends, good guys, there are a lot of provincial towns! ”

After speaking, Jian Heng couldn't help but sigh, knowing that if he was poor and white, the group of classmates in the provincial capital, that is, Sun Siwei, could lend a helping hand to him, as for what others were thinking, it was still difficult to guess?

Where could He Ye not understand this kind of thing, he not only understood but also saw it, stretched out his hand and patted Jian Heng: "There are always these messy things in life. If it doesn't enter my heart, naturally it will not be disturbed, you have to learn from me and see some of it! ”

"Okay, you're done! By the way, the car is back to you! After speaking, Jian Heng stretched out his hand and put the car key back into He Ye's hand.

He Ye took it and threw it to the eye man beside him, and then grabbed Jian Heng's shoulder, and the two of them walked towards the house enthusiastically.

After entering the house, Jian Heng found that there was a small square table on the first floor of the house, almost half the size of the Eight Immortals table, just suitable for two people to sit, the table was placed with two official hat chairs facing each other, and there were some home-cooked wine and dishes on the table, nothing special, nothing more than peanuts, preserved egg tofu and the like, meat dishes were just braised chicken, steamed fish or something.

"Not bad!" Jian Heng looked at the table full of home-cooked food, and his heart was particularly comfortable.

For Jian Heng, now that he has money in his pocket, as long as he is willing to spend money, what kind of rice catkins and other dishes he wants to eat? Jian Heng is paying attention to eating comfortably, and who to eat, as for what to eat, as long as it is not unpalatable, there is not much opinion.

He Ye also understands Jian Heng's temperament here, in a way, the two are like-minded and hit it off at first sight, so He Ye's posture now is not to invite guests to dinner, but to put aside his identity and entertain Jian Heng with friends from ordinary people's families for a drink.

But Jian Heng still eats this set.

"You guys go out, there's nothing wrong with me here" He Ye sat down and stretched out his hand to unscrew Yanghe Mengliu next to him.

"I know you like to talk about drinking this wine, so I specially prepared it for you! Don't blame me for not going to Moutai! He Ye said jokingly while pouring wine for Jian Heng.

"Then Moutai can be kept and taken away by me!" Jian Heng stretched out his hand to hold the wine dispenser and replied to He Ye.

"If you are not afraid of the trouble of consignment and before crossing the sea, I will bring it to you, and I will bring it to you in one box! Come on, let's go first! He Ye also filled himself up, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Jian Heng and said.

As soon as Jian Heng raised his head, a glass of wine bottomed out.

Putting down the cup, Jian Heng took a chopstick dish and put it in his mouth: "Forget it, I'll buy it directly from the United States!" ”

When he mentioned this, Jian Heng couldn't help but scratch his head a little, because he thought in his heart that he wanted to come back this time and get a few boxes of liquor, who knew that he obviously wanted to do this yesterday, but he was forgotten by a bunch of sluts.

"What do you think?" After taking a bite of the dish and covering the wine in his mouth, He Ye looked at Jian Heng a little distracted, and opened his mouth to ask.

"I forgot to come back this time to get some more wine!" Jian Heng said with a smile.

He Ye said: "You are stupid! Liquor in the United States is much cheaper than in China! ”

"What I want is Yanghe! It's not Moutai! Jian Heng said.

He Ye glanced at Jian Heng: "What kind of wine do you want?" There are duty-free shops at the airport, and I've seen sorghum liquor from a small county winery."

Jian Heng didn't believe it a little, and casually sent WeChat to ask Zhao Changshan, but he didn't expect this guy to reply to the message quickly and tell Jian Heng that it was true.

Now Jian Hengcai said: "Damn, won't it, it's so much cheaper?" ”

Jian Heng asked here and found that this wine was not a little cheaper than in China, and Yanghe was more than half cheaper than in China.

"What's not, it's cheap! ......" said He Ye and told Jian Heng about the joints.

Not only Yanghe, but even Moutai is much cheaper than in China, so to speak, the same bottle of Moutai is more than 1,200 yuan in China, but in the United States, it is converted into 670 yuan.

Think about the difference!

The reason for this price disparity is that in addition to the state's 15% tax rebate for liquor exports, there is also a 20% consumption tax in China, plus circulation and monopoly, so that the same bottle of Moutai exported to the United States is nearly 60% cheaper than that in China.

"Tsk! It looks like I'll have to bring some Moutai next time I come back for our old man to taste."

Jian Heng didn't know what to say when he learned the news, PetroChina and Sinopec are cheap enough to worry about in the United States, and now Moutai will also be sold cheaply in the United States, although the people who buy it are overseas Chinese or Chinese tourists, but this thing always sounds wrong for ordinary people like Jian Heng.

Anyway, this matter is not something that Jian Heng can reverse, it is a good choice for Jian Heng, buy it from the United States! With space in hand, Jian Zhenhua, as Jian Heng Laozi, can still drink one thousand and two Moutai, and it is six hundred and seven steady.

Don't worry about it if you shouldn't worry about it, Jian Heng threw this little thought out of his mind, and drank a little wine with He Ye intently.

The two brothers chatted while drinking, and after a while, they talked about the situation of the auction house in Shanghai, mainly He Ye said, and Jian Heng pricked up his ears to listen.

The two were talking, when a cook pushed the door and walked in, holding a pot of bamboo shoots and old goose in his hand. This chef is very strange, generally speaking, the cook sends the dishes over, so I always have to introduce them, who knows this, he directly put the dishes on the table and smiled at Jian Heng, then turned around and walked away.

With such a character as a chef, Jian Heng naturally wanted to try his skills.

"This is a good cook!" Jian Heng scooped a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and gave He Ye a thumbs up.

"If you like, let him go to your ranch!" He Ye said with a smile.

When Jian Heng heard this, he immediately waved his hand and said: "A gentleman doesn't win people's love, besides, I already have Zhao Changshan at home, so I really don't need another cook."

He Ye smiled and said: "This is not just a cook, don't look old, this one has good skills!" ”

"Huh?"

Jian Heng could hear that the taste was wrong! looked up at He Ye and said, "Why do I think you kid is going to dig a pit for me!" ”

He Ye said: "It's a bit too much to say that digging a pit, this old man is Xiaoyan's uncle!" ”

"What Xiaoyan, Xiaohua, I really don't know what Xiaoyan!" Jian Heng heard a little Yan pop out of He Ye's mouth, and immediately asked in confusion.

"I'm talking about Little Swallow, Swallow's Swallow! It's my bodyguard who goes to you and keeps an eye on me all the time! He Ye almost rolled his eyes.

As soon as he heard that it was He Ye's bodyguard, and then thought about He Ye's bodyguard's attitude towards him, after pondering for a while, Jian Heng hurriedly shook his head and said, "Then you can't ask for it!" ”

Jian Heng thinks that what does He Ye's Lao Tzu do in China? If he is an official, then the person who comes into contact with him must belong to a certain department, or even a secret agency.

To be honest, Jian Heng's consciousness is not high enough to joke about his life in the United States, think about it now, Jian Heng's small ranch is open, making a little money, why get involved in the muddy waters of national disputes.

As for the butterfly-like butterfly who is living in the United States while thinking about betraying the national security interests of the United States, Jian Heng has not evolved such a high patriotic sentiment.

Contact with He Ye is a friendship, but with contact with these departments, Jian Heng has to think about departments such as the FBI and the FBI.

"Tsk!" He Ye saw that Jian Heng's originally hippie smiling face had changed to a positive color, so he said, "It's not what you think!" ”

"Is it what I think, don't mention it, our friendship is our friendship, now I can't afford anything else, I don't want to have a relationship with any line in China, and I don't want any department to hit my idea" Jian Heng shook his head and said.

"You're a man with a lot of hearts!" He Ye said.

Jian Heng replied: "Be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old ship!" We are friends, then don't get involved in politics, I don't have the ability to play tightrope walking between two countries, I position myself as a small businessman, open a small ranch to make some money, other people want me to live in peace, then let's have fun! ”

"You're really thinking too much! I won't introduce it, right? Just an old man unofficial! He Ye didn't expect Jian Heng to think of such a play.

But he also understands that it is not surprising that Jian Heng thinks so, he has a family and a job in the United States, and he has a good craft, who would joke about his life and give what? Martyr title? Children are less than 20 points in college? Don't be kidding, with Jian Heng's craftsmanship and the right direction of development, the child may enter Harvard and Yale without taking the exam.

Money? What does Jian Heng want so much money for, now he earns enough to spend, people who can't attract money and fame, why should people have the buying power? It's not the time for a national crisis.

He Ye really didn't mean this, of course, if he wanted to do this, He Ye couldn't refuse, but this time it was really not the case, the old man didn't have an official status, purely out of curiosity about Jian Heng, as for what he was curious about, people didn't say it, and He Ye didn't have enough identity to ask.