As the saying goes, Gentle Township is a hero's mound, although Jian Heng is not a hero, but he and Damai are also in love, and they are in love, although the wheat has to make some mess from time to time, but not only did not destroy the relationship between the two, but made the emotion one step closer.

Jian Heng, who has been adrift in the United States, feels at home for the first time, and his heart seems to have begun to calm down slowly, and he can appreciate the beauty of ranch life.

I no longer want to get rich in my mind, nor do I want anything else irrelevant to me, I just want to guard this ranch with Barley and live to the end of my life.

It's a pity that things in this world are often unsatisfactory, and after a few days of stickiness, Jian Heng had to transfer to New York to give Xu Zhaobin a new batch of vegetable juices, meet with He Ye and Jim, and then fly to Los Angeles and then to Shanghai, where Old Man Yao will meet Jian Heng, and then return to Montana via Los Angeles.

Is it the main thing for Master Yao to come over, the Los Angeles pick-up and the Shanghai pick-up are not much different, the main reason is that the weather in Montana does not let Jian Heng drag it out any longer, the weather forecast says that Montana will officially start the blizzard mode tomorrow, and within the next four or five days, it is estimated that there is no place suitable for aircraft to take off and land at the airport in Montana.

At the New York airport, as soon as Jian Heng left the terminal, he saw the person who came to pick up the plane, a black driver in his thirties, holding a sign in his hand, which read: Jian Heng two big characters in Chinese.

"I know, I'm not a child, it's snowing in Montana, you have to pay attention in the next few days, don't catch a cold. By the way, don't be too nice to Pooh and instant noodles, run around with them when you're fine, and don't come back in a few days, all of them are fat like pigs...... Okay, I hung up, the person who picked me up came."

Jian Heng walked next to the black driver, put away the phone and stretched out his hand: "Hello, I am Jian Heng!" ”

"Hello Mr. Jane, I know you, I saw your photo when I came" The driver saw Jian Heng rushing towards him, so he took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to take Jian Heng's luggage, and motioned for Jian Heng to walk in front.

"Your memory is good," Jian Heng casually praised the driver.

Foreigners generally look at Chinese or Asians and think it is a face, a bit like we look at foreigners, many people can't tell the difference, so when the driver said that he had seen his own photos and could still match, Jian Heng appropriately showed a little surprise.

The driver smiled and said, "Others may be able to recognize the wrong person, but I rely on this to eat, if I pull the wrong person, it will be troublesome!" ”

"Where are we going?"

"We're going to our house on the Upper East Side," the driver said.

"So soon did he buy a house over here?" Jian Heng asked casually.

The driver showed a very innocent smile on the face of a black man: "I don't know much about this matter, it's just that the boss asked me to send you there, and I will send you there."

"Okay, then where to go" Jian Heng didn't ask too much, in order to keep it secret for his employer, Jian Heng is not an eventful person here, anyway, he will see the house when the time comes.

The two chatted with each other, came to the parking lot, Jian Heng got into a black Mercedes-Benz, and then ran all the way to the most prosperous area of New York, and when he arrived at the place, Jian Heng understood where He Ye's house was, the Upper East Side of New York, where the wealthy people of New York investment and finance gathered.

"I'm going, it's good to have money!" Jian Heng got out of the car and came to the door of He Ye's house, Jian Heng stood downstairs and looked up at He Ye's home in New York.

Home to some of New York's wealthiest people, between Fifth Avenue and Lexington Avenue, it's known as New York's Gold Coast.

The building in front of me is not high, only four floors, at most five floors, there is no courtyard at the door, the courtyard and the like, it is so simple that it does not look like there is a garage, each building seems to be the style of the last world, the exterior walls are all carved beams and paintings, extremely luxurious, what large and small logos, what lions, angels, all kinds of mythological stories and other sculptures on the walls of these houses are not numerous.

Pushing open a waist-high small iron railing, Jian Heng walked into the small courtyard of more than twenty bungalows, stepped up about seven or eight steps, and came to the gate.

The gate is made of black cast iron, and the human face has a golden lion logo, which looks like the coat of arms of the old people, and of course these badges are not very numerous. Anyone who knows the history of the United States knows who first came to the United States. Thieves, prostitutes, or murderers or the like, when it comes to Americans, some Europeans still talk about this from time to time.

In short, the so-called aristocracy in the United States, in fact, is just that bird, most of them are nouveau riche, no different from the domestic old man with a gold ring on his hand.

Some people describe the smell of old banknotes and the old-school style when you come here. Now that Jian Heng took these few steps, he suddenly had such a little realization, he didn't look at the luxury car next to him, only changed the houses around him, and suddenly felt as if he had returned to more than a hundred years ago.

As soon as Jian Heng arrived at the door, a well-dressed white woman about fifty years old helped open the door. Just look at her and know that this is a housekeeper.

Seeing Jian Heng, the man said with a smile: "Mr. Jean, please come in!" ”

The housekeeper speaks standard British English, and at a glance she knows that she has been trained to be extremely rigorous, and such a housekeeper can be paid $300,000 a year.

Jian Heng was taken by others to sit in the living room for a while, and then went up to the bedroom on the third floor, and there was a rooftop of about 200 square meters above the bedroom.

You must know that this is New York, the Fifth Avenue here, with a rooftop of more than 200 square houses, what a luxury thing it must be, although it is a pity not to see Central Park, but this large rooftop, looking at the high-rise buildings around it, is also unique.

made a phone call to Xu Zhaobin, made an appointment to hand over the newly prepared vegetable juice to him, and the two talked about the future training plan for about two hours, and then ended the conversation.

When Jian Heng came back, he just walked to the door, and seemed to hear someone calling him, but he turned his head to look at it, and didn't find anyone, then shook his head, and turned around and entered the house.

As soon as they arrived in the living room, He Ye and Jim were already chatting in the living room, waiting for Jian Heng.

After a while of greetings, He Ye asked Jian Heng to try his newly hired cook.

"I have a new chef here, and he has good work in his hands, and his best skill is roasting suckling pig, knowing that you are here today, I have already asked him to prepare it"

Saying that, He Ye stretched out his hand and called an aunt maid next to him, and said to her, "Inform the chef to serve the food."

"Yes, sir!" When the maid heard this, she immediately saluted He Ye, then turned around and walked out of the living room.

"You're doing a little too much pomp here," Jian Heng saw that only one of them was left in the room, so he smiled at He Ye and said.

"Borrowed, borrowed!" He Ye said with a smile.

As soon as Jian Heng heard it, he knew that there was something greasy in it, borrowed this thing? Isn't that?

"I don't care if you borrow it or for yourself, and I'm not from the domestic inspection institute," Jian Heng pouted and said.

He Ye listened and replied: "This is indeed what I borrowed, I bought this place is a big boss in China, and I will borrow it for a few years and return it." By the way, how are you and the two little girls on your ranch? ”。

He Ye didn't want to get entangled with Jian Heng in this matter, so he changed the topic.

Sure enough, Jian Heng took the bait and said with a smile: "I'm already an official couple with Damai now!" ”

"One?" He Ye said to Jian Heng.

Jian Heng glanced at him and asked rhetorically, "How many more do you want?" ”

When Jim heard this, he smiled and said to Jian Heng: "I don't believe it, you didn't think about the two of you together!" ”

After speaking, he showed a kind of obscene smile that everyone is a man and understands.

Jian Hengyi said solemnly: "You think I'm the same as the two of you!" ”

When he said this, he couldn't help but think about it in his heart, but soon Jian Heng put this obscene little thought behind him, polygamy in the United States is not one or two cases, anyway, the United States is a country that is developed and developed, but there are all kinds of strange things, almost any religion is legal, like a wheel banned in the country, it can be passed on here, so polygamy and polyandry are not earth-shattering.

As the saying goes, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, Jian Heng himself has also seen the news, and the two sisters are looking for a boyfriend. But he didn't think he could endure it with his education in barley and wheat.

"If you want to talk about Jim, his private life is very messy, but my private life is quite regular," He Ye said.

While they were talking, a cook walked into the room.

He Ye saw him come in, so he stood up from the sofa: "Let's go, let's go to the restaurant, Master Lin, I'm sorry for you!" ”

Following He Ye to the restaurant, Jian Heng suddenly felt that there was a very strange atmosphere, the restaurant in front of him was really Western-style, there was a silver candlestick in the center, oil paintings were hung on both sides, there were complicated Western-style lines on the wall, and even the big table for dining was a long table for more than a dozen people.

But now there are more than a dozen Chinese-style stir-fried dishes on the table near the door, a sauce-colored roast suckling pig in the center, and what is even more strange is that there are two bottles of Yanghe's M6 next to the table.

"You are doing this combination of Chinese and Western," Jian Heng smiled and followed He Ye down.

He Ye sat down, saw that the chef was about to help him unscrew the cap of the wine bottle, immediately thanked him, and then signaled him to leave, so soon only Jian Heng, Jim and He Ye were left in the restaurant.

The servants poured themselves drinks, eating and chatting.

Chatting and chatting, He Ye talked about the old man Yao, and opened his mouth to ask: "Master Yao returned from you and stayed with me for two days, but he didn't have a good face, what's the matter?" ”

"This is also a matter of no way, he deduced that I was the descendant of the Lao Zi Sect, and then said that let me go and save their people, how do I know how to save people, to be honest, I don't even know what that Xiao Zong is, this is not an old man, he was overjoyed, and he rushed over, and returned disappointed" Jian Heng said indifferently while eating the dishes.

He Shuo looked at Jian Heng and asked, "You really can't be cured?" If you can govern it, they really have a lot of energy in the country, although they are not involved in politics, but they have a certain influence on some people."

"I can't heal at all!" Jian Heng said.

As soon as he said this, Jian Heng had to weigh it even if he knew how to govern it, he often mixed in the American circle, and it was better to have less contact with domestic political forces, and a He Ye would be about the same, no matter how much it was, it would be troublesome.

Just when Jian Heng was pondering this matter in his heart, the mobile phone in his hand rang, Jian Heng took it out and looked at it, and his face immediately became strange.

"What's wrong?" He Ye asked.

Jim stretched out his head and looked at Jian Heng's mobile phone, only to see that it was marked: People who don't need to be contacted.

"Who?" Jim's heart was immediately intrigued by the phone call marked with this name.

"It's an old friend," Jian Heng let out a long sigh, and then hung up the phone directly.

I was just about to say something to He Ye, but I couldn't say it when the words came to my lips: "I wanted to say something just now, but a phone call interrupted my train of thought!" ”

Before Jian Heng's words were finished, the phone on the table rang again!