MTL - Little Life on An American Ranch-Chapter 2 Misfortune

  Chapter 2 Misfortune

   "Of course it's a ghost, it's still a ghost, bah!"

  Zhang Jialiang didn't know that Jian Heng said it was Qingyu, so he thought he was talking about Zhang Yiping, looked in Zhang Yiping's direction, cast a contemptuous glance and spat.

   During the following auction process, Jian Heng was in a cloud of fog. He was either thinking about the sapphire that wanted to disappear out of thin air, or thinking about why Zhang Yiping betrayed him.

  This question is very easy to understand, for money!

Jian Heng also knows that Zhang Yiping's knife in the back has ruined his years of accumulation. Just look at the auction, the wretched old guy frequently raises cards, and every time he takes a piece, he will aim at him. Demonstrating in the direction, Jian Heng knew that the client list he had accumulated for several years was completely sold to the wretched old man by Zhang Yiping, a traitor. Otherwise, there were only two or three auctions in the past, but today there are so many at once, and there are already five before the end.

   "No wonder we only have one order this time, so it's the traitor!" Luo Min whispered angrily.

  Jian Heng has adjusted his mentality at this time. Although he is only 24 years old, Jian Heng has already passed the age of a little.

  He also knows in his heart that getting angry or even beating someone up won't solve the problem, and it will bring him big trouble. Not only does he want to grab his own business, but he also wants to see his shrew performance after his gaffe!

  Jian Heng suppressed the anger in his heart, and reminded himself with the words of an old man: A person usually gets angry not because of how powerful he is, but because he is helpless, and there is nothing he can do except get angry. A truly powerful person uses not anger but a smile. Calmly and with a charming little smile, he stabs the knife into the opponent's heart, turns it around twice, and at the same time wipes the knife on his hand gracefully while watching the opponent fall. bloodstains, softly said: i-am-sorry!

   Throughout the auction, Jian Heng spent most of the time adjusting himself.

   After more than an hour, the auction ended. Jian Heng took Luo Min and Zhang Jialiang out of the auction house. When they reached the door, the big Ben who had come had already stopped in front of him.

   Just as Jian Heng bent down to get into the car, an annoying voice sounded.

   "Jane Sir, wait a minute!"

   Jian Heng turned his head and saw the old face that made him vomit, and walked towards him quickly with a disgusting smile.

   "So it's Mr. Diao, what advice do you have?"

  The old face came closer to Jian Heng for about one meter: "Mr. Jian, Mr. Zhang jumped to my side. I just informed you now. I don't think you will mind, and you won't blame Mr. Zhang Yiping for leaving without saying goodbye, right?"

  Jian Heng's face was calm, and the Buddhist smile on his face made the old guy secretly unhappy.

   "Where is it, good birds choose trees to live in!"

Zhang Jialiang couldn't bear it any longer, and said to Zhang Yiping, who was following behind the old guy, "You're so embarrassed to stand here, you forgot how Brother Heng helped you when you first came to the United States? Shameless little people!"

   Zhang Yiping bowed his head in shame after hearing what Zhang Jialiang said.

  Jian Heng stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Jialiang, and smiled at him: "Why are you so angry! I'm not a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I can't leave when I come here?"

   After finishing speaking, he asked Zhang Yiping softly: "Is there something I didn't do well, or do you think there is something wrong with me?"

  Zhang Yiping was stunned by Jian Heng's question, and said after about two seconds: "No! It's just".

   Jian Heng didn't want to listen to his explanation, so he raised his hand and interrupted him: "It's fine if there is no one! This way I can feel at ease!"

   "Good manners!"

The old man is a little annoyed, and has been holding back his desire to watch the show. It is hard to know that Jian Heng has neither become angry nor uttered evil words. He looks calm and calm. Can people in their twenties not be like this? Have self-restraint, okay? It made the younger brothers on my side look a little weird at Zhang Yiping.

  Jian Heng smiled and said: "Not to mention, I have been learning how to be a person!"

  This is a bit of a joke! It means that you don't know how to be human!

Diao Jiahui grinned and laughed twice: "I don't know how Mr. Jian wants to make a living in the future! Could it be that he came back and prepared to fight a price war with me? Then I look down on you a little bit, but to be honest, I Don't be afraid."

Speaking of this, old man Diao raised his finger and said, "There are a lot of talents here! I'm afraid that Mr. Jian will not be able to make any big waves with all his strength! There is no opponent, and I will monopolize the business of mainlanders ,this.".

  Hearing what the old guy said, Jian Heng nodded with a serious face, and said in agreement: "It's natural, there are indeed a lot of talents around you, and they are all smart people!"

Then Jian Heng glanced at the woman standing behind the old man Diao, pointed at Sang Huai, turned his head to Zhang Jialiang and said with a smile: "Nowadays, some girls are smart. Find a young girl who has no money, and the rich second generation is unreliable. Why don't you find a girl?" An old guy who can hardly climb into bed, after a few years, all the money will be in his pocket!"

Zhang Jialiang laughed when he heard it, and said badly: "Maybe it won't take a few years. Go back and scrape a few more times at night, and someone will have a funeral in the morning! Marrying us in our twenties, you can't be tossed to death. It took decades. Facing a face, who doesn't want to vomit! Hey, in your twenties, it's really worrying to be young!"

"you!."

   These words seemed to hit the old man Diao's back, making the old man look as if his father had died, which is ugly.

   "Mr. Diao, do you want to practice?" Jian Heng looked at Diao Jiahui with a smile.

   Diao Jiahui looked up at Jian Heng, who was 1.87 meters tall, and said bitterly, "I hope you can still laugh!"

   After speaking, he waved, took the woman, Zhang Yiping and two younger brothers, walked past Jian Heng and the three, got into his own extended version of Cadillac and walked away.

   After the three of Jian Heng got into the car, Zhang Jialiang immediately asked, "Brother Heng, what should we do?"

  Both Zhang Jialiang and Luo Min understand that without this job, their future life will probably be a bit difficult. This time, Zhang Yiping has copied everyone’s background.

   "Let me think about it!" Jian Heng closed his eyes after saying a word, and leaned on the seat.

   Just as the car was about to drive into the avenue, two white men, one old and one young, were looking at the Mercedes-Benz slowly coming out from the office window on the fourth floor of the auction house.

   "Father, why do we cooperate with that slicker?" The young man asked while turning the wine glass in his hand.

  A white-haired old man asked back, "Why not?"

"His methods are too low-key! Moreover, he probably won't make much money by making such a profit! Didn't you always say that you and your partners must have a suitable profit in business so that the business can last for a long time? Why did you choose this time?" Tricky, instead of Jane with a good reputation?"

"Jim, my son, some things cannot be covered by a single model. Even if that old slicker quits, there will be others who will cooperate with us. What is important to us is the Chinese market, not a certain person! Who If he can bring us business, we will be friends with him." The old man tapped his desk lightly.

  The old man is the owner of the auction house, Frank Morgan. He is very proud of his son, he is young and smart, but he is still a little immature, with a bit of idealism, he likes to see happy-end comedy endings, and he thinks that good people get good things, this is for an ordinary person It is indeed a good quality, but it is not good for businessmen. Sometimes the reality is not to choose one or the other, let alone black and white.

  But the old man also understands that no one is born capable of everything, and what young people lack is experience and experience.

  Frank knew that the young man named Jian Heng was a good person, with a generous personality, responsibility, aggressiveness, and courage! The old man also understands in his heart that this incident is also a spiritual experience for young people in their twenties. After getting over it, they will be stronger psychologically. If they can't get over it, they will complain all day long like some people The sky is up to the people, constantly spending time complaining about the injustice of the sky, and then just wasting away in the years.

   "You admire him?" Old Frank smiled and looked at his proud son.

  Jim nodded: "Well, I admire his character!"

   "Then you can return the ten thousand yuan to him!" After finishing speaking, Old Frank picked up the check book from his desk, wrote a number with a few strokes, and handed it to his son.

  Frank drove very happily, and he also knew that the young man named Jane would not accept it. If the young man really accepted it, the old man felt that he had taught himself a new lesson.

   To the old man, this little money is nothing, what is precious is whether the money can be exchanged for life experience.

   "Father!" Jim didn't understand, and looked at his father in confusion.

   "You give him the money, and you can be friends with him!" Frank said.

  Frank also appreciates Jian Heng, a young man, because Jian Heng's character is very valuable in today's era. But as the boss of the auction house, the old man will not refuse the benefits of giving people away. The old man did this to let his son learn from Jian Heng how to grow into the core of a small group and how to unite people to his side. Although Jian Heng is experiencing betrayal, the drama of the seller's pursuit of glory makes Frank, who is in his decades, feel like throwing up. Who has been in business for decades who hasn't experienced it?

  In today's society, betrayal is the norm, and loyalty is a rare thing. Besides, even **** has a Judas, let alone a human being!

  After the Mercedes-Benz drove two streets away, Jian Heng asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road, and got down to walk for a while.

  Taking off his watch and ring and putting them in his pocket, Jian Heng bowed his waist and leaned on the roof of the car and said to Zhang Jialiang: "Send Luo Min back first, and then return the car to the dealership!"

   Seeing Zhang Jialiang's worried face, Jian Heng smiled and said, "I'm fine, I just want to take a quiet walk, don't worry, this small twists and turns won't defeat me!"

   After speaking, Jian Heng closed the door without waiting for the two of them to say anything else, and then tapped the roof of the car twice to signal the driver to drive. He stood on the side of the road and watched the Mercedes-Benz drive into the traffic until it disappeared.

Walking on the road, Jian Heng began to reflect on what he did wrong in the whole thing. As for whether Zhang Yiping was wrong or right, Jian Heng was not in the mood to judge, because Jian Heng felt that it was meaningless to him, even if Zhang Yiping knelt down and cried , the previous customers will not come back unless I am willing to give them a lower quotation than Diao's.

  However, based on Jian Heng's understanding of the shit-stirring old stuff, if he did this, he would have no profit at all. A business without profit, Jian Heng is not qualified to do it now.

As he walked, he thought about it, and when he reached the door of the room he rented, Jian Heng sighed, took out the key and said to himself: "If you don't keep secrets, you will lose your body; if you don't keep secrets, you will lose your country. I also!"

Jian Heng figured it out. He was isolated and unaccompanied in the United States, so he subconsciously treated Zhang Yiping, who came from China and had almost the same experience, as a relative. He did not hide anything from him. This kind of unreserved trust is The biggest hidden danger of the whole thing.

Handing over your most important business list to others is almost equivalent to giving others a chance to betray you, and you have become that insignificant king. If you lose the list, you will also lose your small kingdom that makes money. Jian Heng feels that this lesson is not good. It's not profound, years of painstaking efforts were ruined, and this loss is a bit big.

  The door opened with a snap, Jian Heng looked up and saw a woman in her twenties standing in the room and about to go out.

  The woman's name is Zhou Jun, and she is Jian Heng's nominal wife.

The detours here are also simple: Zhou Jun wanted to obtain American citizenship, so the intermediary found Jian Heng. The operation method was that Zhou Jun gave Jian Heng a sum of money, and Jian Heng used a fake marriage to get Zhou Jun to the United States. membership.

It was originally a money relationship, but after living under the same roof for a few months, a man and a woman from a foreign country rolled into bed. After that, Zhou Jun didn't pay the rest of the money, and Jian Heng naturally didn't ask for it anymore. The two set fire to live a small life.

   It’s not true that the two are in love with each other, it can only be said that the two of them stay together and hug each other to keep warm.

   "Are you back?" Zhou Jun said while carrying her suitcase.

   "Huh! Let's go?" Jian Heng asked casually.

  Zhou Jun replied: "Let's go. I'll have a lawyer come over tomorrow and send you the divorce papers. Just sign it!"

"no problem!"

   Jian Heng shrugged and said.

   Although Zhou Jun has not obtained American citizenship yet, she has found a white boyfriend. The two decided to get married only a month ago. It seems that they are here to move things today. Originally, Jian Heng still wanted to persuade her to have a good eye. It was not that Jian Heng was greedy for the beauty of the parents, and it was not that he lacked a bed warmer, but that Zhou Jun had a problem with his vision of men.

  Actually, Jian Heng doesn’t understand why a woman like Zhou Jun has a good job in China, a good family, and a high income. She was living a good life, but she insisted on coming to the United States, and then she sharpened her head and married a white man!

Based on Jian Heng's experience, the white people that Zhou Jun climbed up to were "foreign garbage". Many girls who first arrived in the United States thought that all Americans were polite and good people, but after a long time, they realized that as a foreigner, you The rate of encountering white trash in the United States is several orders of magnitude higher than the rate of encountering good people.

   "Mike is already waiting for me downstairs"

  Jian Heng was not happy with Zhang Yiping's mess today, so he was not in the mood to persuade Zhou Jun. He also knew that he would not listen to him even if he persuaded him. Why did he come to the United States? Isn't it just to marry a white man, give birth to a beautiful mixed-race child, and live a good life in the United States!

   "It's a good trip!" Jian Heng said flatly.

   After sending Zhou Jun out, Jian Heng closed the door and began to undress.

  The watch ring is a fake, but this dress is not! There are more than 10,000 knives all over the body, and the clothes that have been taken off are not broken, and they are just thrown on the ground. It is not like before. Every time I take off my outfit, it is like a slave serving the master in a Qing palace drama. Take it with extreme care.

   Stripped himself off, stood under the shower head, Jian Heng let the steaming water pour directly from his head, closed his eyes and stood under the water for almost three minutes, trying to throw out the depression in his heart.

   At this time, the small shower room was already smoky like a fairy cave.

Opened his eyes, raised his hand to turn on the small exhaust machine, Jian Heng stood in front of the mirror naked like this, and stretched out his hand to wipe the water-stained mirror, originally he wanted to smile at himself in the mirror a few times , Who knew that when Jian Heng saw the image in the mirror, Jian Heng couldn't help being stunned.

   Right on Jian Heng's chest, a tattoo pattern appeared!

Although tattoos are very popular now, and the streets in the United States are even worse, Jian Heng is not a fan of tattoos, nor does he have any interest in doing tricks on himself, but now he has a tattoo on his chest for no reason. It made Jian Heng feel a little tight.

  (end of this chapter)