Chapter 542: An Zi! You are famous (The last chapter is about half past six)
In the morning, it was completely white outside the house. Yesterday's scattered light snow turned into flakes of snowflakes. After breakfast, Ju An stood by the window, looking at the silvery white scattered outside the house, looking at the clockwork and springs next to him.
Waiting for about ten heads, big and small, a little lion and a little leopard still couldn't remember the front of the window. They stuck out their butts and continued to squeeze. Ju An looked at the effort of the two little things and shook his head.
He walked from the window to the sofa, and Ju An gave up his seat. Only then did the two little ones find a place in front of the window, stretching their heads and looking outside together with their parents.
I sat on the sofa and just picked up the remote control to watch TV or something. The back door was pushed open. Wang Fan's family of three walked into the house through the back door. Wang Fan hung his coat on the hanger while facing the house.
An happily shouted: "Anzi! You are famous now!".
Ju An was stunned for a moment and asked casually: "Why are you famous!" Then he scratched his head and thought about it. He hasn't done anything outrageous these days!
Wang Fan walked up to Ju An with a cheeky smile, sat down on the sofa, took out a newspaper from his pocket, and threw it into Ju An's arms.
Ju An picked it up with confusion and saw a line of small words on the masthead: Los Angeles Times. Then he unfolded it and saw a photo about ten centimeters in size, in which he was lying on the track with Stan Kroenke.
Next to him, he was chatting enthusiastically with a telescope in his hand. The title was even more eye-catching~ Who is the person who can chat enthusiastically with the silent Stan?
The first sentence of the text is to introduce yourself. A series of items under your name include a cattle ranching tycoon, the eighth largest landowner in the United States, a software industry tycoon, and all your investments. Even Ju'an.
The fishing line company that I had almost forgotten, and the research institute that studied the bamboo slips were clearly on the paper. In the end, the newspaper gave an estimate of his net worth of US$4.7 billion.
"Damn!" Ju An cursed after reading the first paragraph, and then said to Wang Fan with a wry smile: "Brother, I was planning to keep a low profile yesterday, just give it a try today!".
Wang Fan pointed at the newspaper with a smile and said: "Look at your industries, there is a long list, animal husbandry tycoon! Software industry tycoon! He independently owns a biological research institute, owns the best cattle breeds in the world, and the investment involves high technology, traditional
The animal husbandry industry is now ready to involve tourism."
Following the direction pointed by Wang Fan's hand, Ju An saw that the Chinese-style garden he invested in was also revealed. The total investment was three billion US dollars and it took ten years to complete. There was also a model photo of the garden in the lower corner of the newspaper.
"Damn! These people are really fucking thieves!" Ju An looked at the article and found that most of the properties had been marked. As for Wusong Ranch and so on, they were all listed. Fortunately,
What gives Ju An a little comfort is that the pups from domestic breeding companies haven't smelled it yet.
Before Ju An could finish reading the newspaper, he remembered the cell phone in his trouser pocket. He saw it was Lawrence's call, and after answering it, Ju An asked: "Lawrence! What's going on?".
"Several newspapers want to do an exclusive interview with you, so they have called the ranch. Let me tell you, it is estimated that many newspapers will call and request exclusive interviews in the past few days." Lawrence said with a laugh.
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Ju An sighed and touched his forehead: "They all said no, I'm not interested in accepting interviews or anything like that! Just tell them I don't accept interviews!" Amid Lawrence's laughter, Ju An hung up the phone.
As soon as I threw the newspaper on the coffee table, I thought about my mobile phone again. I saw that it was my senior brother Liu Chao who was calling. After getting through, he said: "I said, senior brother, why did you come to join in the fun? Why don't you hug your sister-in-law and sleep more this early in the morning?"
It’ll be good for a while.”
"Go away!" Liu Chao laughed loudly: "I was asked by a friend to do an exclusive interview for you, a new tycoon. I am a friend of a Chinese TV station, and said that you, as a Chinese
No matter what the members say, you must accept the interview so that more Chinese Americans can get to know you."
Ju An was a little dumbfounded: "What do you know? Just tell them that I don't like to be interviewed! I said it's not like you don't know me, and you even called me to ask. Where can I find your gushing into the microphone?"
effort!".
Liu Chao heheed twice: "You still have to ask. As for whether you answer or not, that's your business! I want to answer my friend, that's it. I'll hang up." After saying that, he hung up.
Ju An listened to the beeping sound in his ears.
"One mistake will lead to eternal hatred." Ju An shook his head, how could he forget this Stan Kroenke? Why should he follow him and talk nonsense next to the horse track? He completely forgot that if these reporters were flies,
Then classmate Stan Kroenke is just a pile of carrion, and flies will pounce on him from a long distance away.
Wang Fan looked at Ju An and was silent for a while and then asked: "Then you just don't accept interviews?".
"Of course." Ju An woke up from his meditation: "I have no interest in dealing with a bunch of reporters. Whatever you say wrong can amplify these people a thousand times. I plan to follow Stan's example in the future.
Don’t say a word when meeting the media, and completely pretend to be mute!”.
"Then how should we cope with this period of time?" Wang Fan shook the newspaper in his hand.
Ju An glanced at me and said: "Let them go and wait for them to stir up troubles. I am no longer interested. Naturally, no one will pay too much attention to me. During this time, I am going to stay at home and hide. Anyway, this time
The university is so busy, how can these reporters bet on me at the gate of the community for a whole winter?" Ju An felt happy thinking about this, and said to Wang Fan: "If there are reporters who can squat at the gate of the community and block me for a whole winter, I will definitely do it.
Be interviewed by him."
"Squatting at the entrance of the community to block you all winter?" Wang Fan said after hearing what Ju An said: "With the weather like this in Montana, if you can squat at the entrance for three days without being covered, you are a strong man."
Ju An laughed a little after hearing this: "I think so too." Wang Fan also laughed, and Ju An continued: "I guess it won't even take a month, at most ten days.
There will be no news if I keep speculating, after all, I am not a Hollywood star."
It was snowing outside, and the animals were much more honest in the living room. They turned on the TV to let these animals focus on the TV. Ju An and Wang Fan went to the study and started playing chess.
In the afternoon, Miles also came over. The two people playing chess turned into three people playing poker. Ju An got a good hand and hummed a tune proudly. This was not what three people were playing.
It's not Texas Hold'em, but playing Landlords. Miles learned it for a while and got started immediately.
Ju An, the landowner, was just moistening when he heard the cell phone ringing on the table. Ju An looked at it and didn't recognize the number, so he didn't answer it. He thought it was the reporter calling. The phone rang for four or five seconds.
He hung up. After five or six minutes, Ju An took a bad sign in his hand and the phone rang again. Ju An looked at it and saw that it was the same number as before, so he continued to call it.
This went back and forth three or four times, and finally the phone rang again. Ju An picked it up and saw that it was Sanders. He quickly jammed the card in his hand, picked up the phone, stood up and walked aside: "
What's going on with Sanders?".
Sanders heard Ju An's voice saying: "Sharapova called you several times, why didn't you answer the phone?".
"What Sharapova? I don't know her." Ju An blinked. The name Sharapova seemed so familiar. He thought about it for a moment. She seemed to be a Russian beauty playing tennis. Then he turned around and looked,
Miles was stretching out his black hand to look at the cards stuck on his desk. He immediately covered the phone and said, "Don't look at it!". Then he crossed his eyes, stared at Miles, and looked at
Miles retracted his hand miserably, and then turned his gaze back.
Then Ju An asked Sanders: "That Sharapova playing tennis? I don't know her, why is she calling me?".
When Wang Fan and Miles heard about Sharapova, they immediately stretched out their ears. Wang Fan even made lip movements to Ju An. Ju An knew at a glance that this person was saying: You and Sharapova
Have a leg? He glared at Wang Fan and waited for Sanders to answer.
"It's the kid you promised Naughty to breed to her mare. The Russian name is really a twist," Sanders said.
Damn it! You made her name Sabayeva, which is far behind Sharapova. But in terms of appearance, this Sabayeva is more beautiful than Sharapova: "My name is Sabayeva."
Laeva! I know this. I promised it. Didn’t I tell you last time? Let her bring the horse over. After the naughty bag is bred, the matter will be settled after you collect the money. Call me.
What are you doing!".
Sanders continued: "This kid is going to live at the racecourse for a while. I asked her to call you and tell you."
I came to the racecourse to live for a while. What is this little girl doing? I can’t just let others bring the horses for breeding. I have to run over myself. I shook my head and decided not to think about it. I said to the phone: "She
Come if you want, just remember to count her accommodation fee!". Anyway, there are still some rooms available in the racecourse. At this time, there is no problem for staying for more than one or two people, not to mention ten or eight.
After hanging up the phone and sitting back on the chair, Ju An flipped over the cards and was about to play the cards when he saw Wang Fan and Miles looking at him and asked: "What's wrong? There's something wrong with my face?".
"What does Sabayeva do?" Miles asked Ju An.
Ju An glanced at Miles and said, "She came here to breed one of her mare. She is a very beautiful girl. Now is your chance, boss!" He said jokingly to Miles.
"How beautiful is she? Is she prettier than Sharapova?" Wang Fan asked Ju An.
Ju An nodded: "According to my personal aesthetics, she is more beautiful than Sharapova!".
After hearing what Ju An said, Miles immediately asked: "When will this girl come over? I'll go and see her then!".