Chapter 690: Dependence
"The rabbit ignored me, and after I fed two more things, he still ignored me, and I thought the rabbit was angry with me, so I opened my mouth and asked, little rabbit, why don't you ignore me!" After a pause, the little rabbit said to me, I don't want to pay attention to you......"
The little girl Ning Ning talked about her little rabbit next to the teacher, and the dozen or so dolls below opened their eyes wide and listened to it called a fascination.
Not to mention these little dolls, even the teacher listened very devotedly, couldn't help smiling and nodding, and maybe praised Ning Ning's imagination.
In about five minutes, Ning Ning shared the interesting story of herself and the little rabbit with the teachers and classmates. As soon as the little girl's words fell, the teacher immediately took the lead in applauding, and called for it while applauding.
"Students, have you heard, Ningning's children are not observing, but also introducing anthropomorphic techniques in observation, imagining a little rabbit as a character, and showing some of the ......rabbit's personality in the dialogue with the little rabbit," the teacher said with a whining voice.
Like Jian Heng, she didn't expect that the little rabbit in Ning Ning's mouth was indeed a big living person.
Ning Ning's eyebrows and eyes, which were now praised by the teacher, were almost together, and she returned to the table with a smile, sitting straight and pretending to be a good student.
Jian Heng is also facing a group of people now, but this group of people is not as friendly as the children sitting together, and they began to quarrel one by one, making Jian Heng a little as if he was about to yawn.
This is a vote held in the town, and it is okay to say that it is a referendum, anyway, the people with big scores are coming, and everyone who lives in the neighborhood has sent a representative, almost 400 people, which is not much in the country, but on the side of Montana, it can be regarded as the population of a medium town. work
The topic of this discussion is still the question that Lao Walsh said a few days ago, that is, the question of whether to set up the Wolf King's Day, if this matter is very simple according to Jian Heng's thoughts, everyone came to vote, and the result was scattered on both sides, and the problem was solved in less than five minutes.
No! The bastard people in the United States have to come up with a debate, and they may also expect some of the less determined people to change their style.
As soon as the debate came, some people started to fire in their hearts as they spoke, and the old cowboys' temper was called a fiery storm, and soon the debate turned into a battle between two grumpy people.
"What the hell!"
Jian Heng yawned and was about to leave, even if he had more time, Jian Heng was not interested in watching the two old men fight here, or the kind of people in their forties and almost fifty, and they didn't know how the two halves pulled the old man to be so angry.
Old Walsh sat next to Jian Heng, stretched out his hand and pulled Jian Heng to signal him to continue to sit down, and at the same time snorted at the two people who were fighting.
Jian Heng turned his head and found that it was the county magistrate who came, almost the biggest official in this area, the police station or something, except for the council, he could manage everything else, it could be called the county magistrate, or it could be called something else, but Jian Heng translated it as the county magistrate.
The county magistrate here is not majestic, and ordinary people don't have to be a county magistrate, on the contrary, the county magistrate should maintain a demeanor in public.
The county magistrate persuaded him for a while, and then the two of them let go, and each found a place to sit down, just like two old bulls, staring at each other with wide eyes.
Jian Heng didn't expect the county magistrate to come over to do something, usually such a moment is close to the first move, and the candidates will only come when they need to shine themselves.
Waiting for this person to speak, Jian Heng suddenly understood, it turned out to be two words: donate!
What do you do with the loss? To build a performance venue, that is to say, the town is going to build an all-weather performance venue that can be used all year round, the area is not large, it is equivalent to the size of a school's gymnasium, the kind that can accommodate five or six hundred people, almost equivalent to a small movie theater.
Now all the performances are open-air, whether it is performing or watching, they are generally leather clothes and thick pants, and they are really not comfortable, maybe some Chinese tourists think this is fresh, so big snow, and so many open-air performances, food stalls or something, it is enjoyable to play.
But the people here in Montana can't stand it a little, it's not that the Americans are pretentious, but everyone is used to seeing snow, and who wants to be accompanied by the wind and snow when they watch the show.
"These politicians, no one can compare to them in their skills," Jian Heng muttered in a low voice.
Old Walsh's ears were pointy, and when he heard it, he laughed twice: "Otherwise, how can you call a politician."
When it came to donating money, soon the eyes of the audience focused on a few people on the scene, Jian Heng was also one of them, because now the town can be said to be, Jian Heng wants to say that he has no money, then the town is almost all poor, and now the largest ranch in the town is Jian Heng's Silent Lake Ranch, and the highest annual income is also, even if the merged land has not yet generated profits, but Jian Heng is already the richest man in the town.
Jian Heng is naturally generous here, with a wave of his hand, he lost 100,000 US dollars, living in a small town and living in a small town, the Americans take a fancy to this, and you have to show your 'love' for the town while they accept you, Jian Heng understands that he is always kind and charitable in this kind of thing.
As for the rest of the town, you can use the income of the town to pay it back slowly, in fact, this is really not a burden for the current town, and it will be paid back in three or five years at most, of course, Chinese tourists must maintain the current momentum.
After losing the money, everyone seemed to be drained of strength when they voted again, voted in turn, and then began to sing the votes, and before the votes were sung, the votes in favor of the establishment of the festival occupied the majority, and more and more irreversible signs appeared.
Jian Heng saw that it was not interesting to wait, so he turned his body sideways and prepared to leave, who knew that he hadn't waited to stand up, and found that the town mayor and the county magistrate were walking towards him with smiles.
I'm gone, no!
As soon as he saw the two of them, a thought popped out of Jian Heng's heart. As the new richest man in the town, Jian Heng has no big impact on the choice of the town mayor, and the influence on the county mayor is average, but no American politician will give up making friends with a rich man like Jian Heng, because the higher the political road, the greater the money power needed.
For example, there are many politicians in the United States, but relatively speaking, the rich are fixed, so sometimes, the more rich people standing behind them, the greater the power of a politician.
Squeezing out a smile from his face, Jian Heng greeted the two people sitting next to him, and then greeted him.
After chatting, Jian Heng was relieved, because this time the two of them did not come to make a fate, but to ask Jian Heng for advice.
"I don't think there will be a significant decrease in tourists!"
Jian Heng couldn't make up his mind all of a sudden, because now the two of them were worried about whether the number of tourists from China would be able to maintain the current number once the winter passed.
Hearing the two of them ask, Jian Heng was shocked to realize that the town had unknowingly suffered from Chinese tourist dependence. Both merchants and ordinary people have reaped a lot of benefits from Chinese tourists, to put it simply, even the waiter who serves dishes in the restaurant has increased his income by half faster than before, and if you think about a waiter who gets 3,000 US dollars a month, will he still think about taking the previous 2,000 US dollars, that is obviously impossible.
Therefore, as a politician, you have to think about how to keep Chinese guests, and regard this matter as a highlight of your political career, they don't know the Chinese, but Jian Heng understands, so these two people came to ask Jian Heng about this matter.
"How?"
The county magistrate looks like you taught me.
Jian Heng suddenly missed the Chinese-style politeness a little, if it was changed to the country at this time, it must be the county magistrate to treat him, and the servants would make a small wine and drink while talking, now these two guys are not aware at all, and they can still look at themselves with a shy face and put on an expression of Ji An, which is really too immoral.
"I'm kind of worried that they're going to go to California, San Francisco, these places."
"Actually, you also have to see that we also have our own characteristics, that is, it is not hot in summer here, and the hottest is only about 20 degrees, and the temperature is just right for horseback camping......" Jian Hengyi didn't have a clue for a while, anyway, he had a bell on his feet, and he wanted to chew (feet) wherever he wanted.
"It looks like we're going to have to improve our own service level."
In the face of competition from such an established tourist destination as California, the two are still quite worried.
Jian Heng is not worried here, because he does not point to Chinese tourists to eat, to be precise, as long as Hollywood is still there, and the United States still has the world of rich people, then Jian Heng's business will be done.
After chatting for about twenty minutes, as soon as the conversation ended, Jian Heng returned home, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Ning Ning was in high spirits and was now telling Sun Xiuying, Barley and Wheat about the things that he had been praised by the teacher in class.
As soon as the little girl turned her head and saw Jian Heng coming back, she immediately stretched out her little finger and poked the little star stuck on her body: "Look, brother, the teacher praised me again today."
"Okay, you can!"
Jian Heng was a little numb when he heard the teacher's praise, and he didn't know if the little girl reported good news or bad news, anyway, when she went to school in the United States, the little girl suddenly became a naughty baby and became an honor student.