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Chapter 459 The general idol is powerful

Ju An answered the phone and said with a smile: "This is Ann, Gillen has so much time. I just want to call you. If you want to continue buying a place, just like this year's Hans Ranch."

"It's good news for me, and I also have good news to tell you, if you think it's good news," Gillen replied with a happy smile.

"You already know your good news, so tell me about my good news." Ju An put his feet on the corner of the table, shaking his shoes and said with a smile.

Gillen laughed twice: "If you want to get a Gulfstream aircraft as soon as possible, you have a chance now."

"What chance?" Ju An put his feet down after listening to Ji Lun's words. It's a good thing that he didn't book a plane. After booking, he felt as if he was growing hairy. He wished he could get the plane back immediately, so he told his father when he was a child that he wanted it.

It's like buying a new bicycle and counting on your fingers all day long. It was supposed to be one or two years ago and now you can have one soon. How can you not be happy in peace?

"The aircraft has almost been manufactured. There is something wrong with the owner who ordered it. It is impossible to take over the aircraft. So I want to ask if you are interested in taking over. If you are interested, I will ask the manager of Gulfstream to contact you." Gillen

The other end explained.

After hearing this, Ju An asked: "How far has it been made? There are all the carpets covered, and other people's names are written everywhere. I'm not interested in that."

"How is it possible? Even if it is like this, can it still be changed?" Gillen continued to explain: "It is basically completed, only the interior decoration is left. It was originally ordered by a Russian rich man, but now this person has offended

The new tsar was imprisoned, and the plane he ordered was all top-notch. As for who you said would write his name all over his plane, without a personal mark, and he is not a nouveau riche. He would like to put his name on it.

The name is written on the door of the White House."

Uh! Ju An was stunned for a moment after hearing this, wondering if this old man was referring to Sang and Huai. He was going to write his name on the seat of the plane. It would be best to see his big oil painting as soon as he entered the door when he checked in.

Even better. Since he was a child, Ju An has envied the portraits of great men hanging on the walls of the capital: "If this is the situation you mentioned, I would really like to know more about it."

Popular idols are still very powerful. If they say they can take down the oligarchs, they will take them down. Unlike here in the United States, the oligarchs are the kind that grandpa would burn incense every day. If he said that and told Ju An to go to Russia, his head would probably shake like a rattle.

"Then I'll talk to the sales manager of Gulfstream. I'll probably call you tomorrow and send you the information about the aircraft. If it's suitable, you can order it. They are all top-notch configurations. You don't have to spend more after taking over.

Money. And you can get this aircraft in three months at the latest. All that’s left is the interior decoration and exterior painting of the aircraft. If it weren’t for the company in which Wells Fargo has a stake, I might not have gotten the news!”

"Okay, I'll take a closer look and decide if it's suitable," Ju An said happily.

Gillen then asked: "What are your requirements for the new pasture? Now let's talk about it roughly. I'm going to pick some for you to see in terms of area."

"It should be about the same size as Hans Ranch. I plan to use Hans Ranch to raise cows. I plan to raise some goats and other things in this pasture." Ju An thought for a moment and said to Gillen.

"What about the location? Do you have any special requirements?"

"Of course it would be better if I could buy something close to Hans Ranch. It would also work in other states that don't have such a large area. It would be better to have a small lake or something."

Gillen smiled and said: "I found out that you have a special hobby for lake water. Okay, I know. I will search for it and send you the information in a while. It will probably be after Christmas."

"Don't be too anxious about this matter. You can do it next spring. Anyway, you can find it slowly," Ju An said to Gillen with a smile.

Gillen smiled and replied: "Then it's nothing."

After Gillen chatted a few more words, Ju An hung up the phone, and his mood immediately improved. He took out his notebook and started flipping through the information about Gulfstream aircraft. He looked at the pictures he searched and thought about what kind of paint he should do on his aircraft.

Pretend to be cool.

Ju An was dazzled when he looked at the aircraft paint that he had searched for. He thought it would be better to paint a bikini beauty on it. He also thought that he was already a married man, so he had to be steady and deep, but not too much.

After being cautious, I searched for five or six minutes before I found a good aircraft with the entire fuselage painted to look like a killer whale. It was indeed more eye-catching, so Ju An decided to go with this painting.

After reading to the children in the evening, Ju An returned to his bedroom. He was about to report the good news about the plane to his wife, but he saw his wife hugging the Second Demon King and walking around in the bedroom, dragging the little one with one hand.

The other hand was holding his little head, and the second devil was putting his little hand into his mouth. There was drool in his mouth and he was looking at his father with his big round eyes.

Ju An casually closed the bedroom door: "Do you want to put your son's crib back into his own room?".

"No, just leave it in our bedroom at night so that the child can sleep well. I'm really worried about bringing it to you." Dinah turned to look at Ju An and said.

I finally threw this baggage away. As for my wife’s uneasiness, let her say it. It won’t be less meaty after saying it twice. Anyway, I am now at leisure, but I have to pretend to be reserved:

"It's okay if I don't bring him with me at night. Look, my son is fat and white." After saying that, he walked over and stretched out his hand to hold his son's chubby hand.

"Pfft!" The devil made a spitting motion, drooling all over his face, which made Ju An stand by and scratch his head in embarrassment. Dinah saw it and said with a smile: "My son can't stand listening to your lies anymore." After that,

Kissed my son on the face

Next: "Baby loves mommy!". As soon as he finished saying this, his son waved his little chubby hands, and his calves jumped up and down with a smile. There were no teeth in his mouth, and saliva came out when he opened his mouth, dragging it on Dinah under the light.

On the shoulder, there is a shining thin line.

"Well, you little thing! When you go to college, your father won't buy you a sports car, and your godfather won't buy one for you, and he won't even help you pay for your tuition. Let you work on your own to make money to pay for your tuition! Let's see how you squeeze out the money then.

Time to date a beautiful girl!" Ju An said threateningly, looking at his son's smiling face.

After hearing this, Dinah laughed and shook her son: "My son can date beautiful girls without a sports car. Look how beautiful he is." After speaking, she hugged her son to her chest and pressed her head against his.

Little Head: "Isn't it, Xiaozheng, is it?" The son burst into laughter again.

Ju An lay down on the bed and said to Dinah: "Jillon just informed me that there was a plane that was about to arrive and asked me if I was interested. Of course I said yes. I will take a look and book it if there are no problems. What do you think?

How about it?".

Dinah continued to tease her son: "Just buy it if you think it's suitable. If there are not enough funds, I still have it in my account, you can go and get it." After saying that, she turned her attention to her son.

"I have funds and everything in my account." Ju An looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling of the roof, stretched out his hand to block his eyes, and watched the light fall down the gap between his fingers. Dinah has been doing this since she gave birth to her first child, Xiao Chi.

From now on, I became indifferent to making money in Ju'an. The most I could do was check the balance on my account.

, the entire racecourse is now under Dinah's name, and most of the money earned every year is deposited in the bank. The clothes she usually buys are not from famous brands. She only has two sets of relatively expensive evening dresses and two or three sets of jewelry.

, what she wears at home is no different from that of ordinary housewives. Like herself, she is not too interested in famous brands.

Seeing Dinah hugging her son, smiling from time to time, and then pointing to things in the room or toys on the crib, telling her son one by one, her face shining with happiness, Ju An tilted his body,

He held his head with his hands and smiled, watching his wife talking to his son, feeling peaceful inside.

The devil squatted next to his mother and immediately turned into a docile little kitten. He didn't cry or fuss all night, which made Ju An very depressed. Without the devil's interruption, Ju An had a good night's sleep. In the morning, he stood at the door and stretched out.

I was very lazy and subconsciously touched the mobile phone in my pocket, waiting for the manager of Gulfstream to call. I took out the phone and checked the time. It was only about seven o'clock in the morning. I suddenly laughed to myself and said

He put his cell phone in his pocket and walked towards the hangar.

Teddy and the others got up earlier than Ju An and were already playing in the snow on the lawn. When they saw Ju An coming out of the house, they all ran over to say hello and touched their heads one by one.

I drove the helicopter out of the hangar and looked around the pasture, receiving a lot of greetings.

He returned to his study room in the house, reading the website and waiting for a call from Gulfstream. He sat on his executive chair with this notebook in front of him. Ju An looked at the pictures of the G650, and then flipped through the aircraft again.

The performance and speed close to the speed of sound really make Ju An like it. It only takes more than an hour to fly from Haishi to the domestic capital. What can Ju An say at this speed?

I hung up the button and looked at the chat records of the classmates in the group. There are a lot of people now, which is equivalent to eight or nine o'clock in the evening in China. Everyone is squatting online.

Suddenly he wanted to show off. How could he do it if he didn't return home? Ju An said in a coquettish manner: "Brother, there will be a plane soon!". This is a big show off, and I am going to gain some classmates.

of surprise and adulation.

"Oops! The Millennium Zombie has been resurrected. Come and watch." As soon as Ju An's message was sent, someone responded. Immediately after, there was a crowd of people watching.

"Damn it! Didn't you say you bought it a few months ago? You are still buying it now. I'm telling you, you are a person with status. You have to spend so much time buying a plane! You are not as good as Uncle Benshan."

"I got the plane and drove it back to the country. Let my buddy get on it for convenience. I've heard of private jets. We idiots have never even flown on a plane. We've been riding bicycles all day. No matter what, we have to get on a private jet for convenience. When the time comes,

You can fly as high as you want! Do you think the air pressure will push the poop back?"

"Damn! You are an uneducated person. The higher you fly, the lower the air pressure. You have to consider whether you will pull your intestines out instead of pushing them back. Your high school geography was taught by a physiological hygiene teacher." Another one was immediately dissatisfied.

said.

Ju An broke out in a cold sweat and said, "What are you talking about? Be civilized. You are not entertainment hosts. You poop and piss all day long. Do you think you are little Ss?"


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