Another cowboy sitting at the bar jokingly asked, "You want to suck up to them?"
The Old Lion Ranch has been split into several parts. Even such a ranch is worth millions or tens of millions. The person who can buy this part must be a rich man. If the net worth is less than 100 million, you may not even dare to ask.
price.
Of course, except for Zhang Chi, his net worth is probably the same as the cost of having dinner and calling a female star.
Except for the piece in Zhang Chi's hand, all the other buyers were rich. Even Zhang Chi's good neighbor was also very rich.
If he didn't plan to integrate into Amber Town, he probably wouldn't have to deal with people like Zhang Chi at all if he was a good neighbor.
"Why should I flatter them?"
"You don't have a chance to take pictures. I saw a helicopter land in the west pasture yesterday. It's obvious that they are here, but they are not interested in hanging out with us." The cowboy next to him said with a smile.
In fact, this is normal. Good neighbors like Zhang Chi are not normal. Rich Americans generally have no interest in integrating into small town life. They come here just to enjoy and enjoy an uninterrupted life. If they still want to live here,
To blend in or something, what will people do when they come here?
If you have this time, why don't you get together with politicians, wealthy businessmen, and a bunch of cowboys? What's the benefit?
Not to mention cowboys, even small ranchers, how much help can they provide them?
Wherever there are people, there are social classes. It is obvious that the owners of this class of small bars will never be able to enter other people's lives.
Facts have also proved that most wealthy people do not want to have anything to do with the people in Amber Town.
After talking about the other ranchers and guessing their identities, everyone continued chatting.
Zhang Chi drank a bottle of beer, put the money on the table, and got up to go home.
As soon as he stood up, he saw the door being pushed open violently.
"Everyone went to help, there was a car in front of me and it rushed into the ditch."
Upon hearing this, everyone stood up and ran outside. Zhang Chi also mixed in with the crowd, and was led by the person just now to the place where the incident occurred.
When I arrived at the place, I saw that a large truck was overturned in the ditch. There was no water in the ditch now, it was all snow, and the ditch was not deep. The deepest part was only about two meters. The whole big truck was lying half sideways in the ditch.
Inside, half lies outside.
Because of the snow, the car body did not suffer much damage.
"Go up, open the door, and rescue the driver inside."
Someone suddenly shouted loudly.
In fact, he didn't need to shout, everyone climbed into the car one after another, preparing to open the door and pull the driver out of the car.
"No, the car door is stuck and I can't pull it open."
Someone stood up and tried the car door, and found that it didn't move at all. He patted the car again, trying to wake up the driver inside, but there was no movement at all. He didn't know whether he was fainted or something more serious had happened.
"Call the doctor and the firefighters."
Another person in the crowd shouted.
Someone has done this before.
"Whoever brings the horse over, try to see if you can use the horse to open the door."
Someone came up with a solid idea.
Zhang Chi originally thought of pulling Chi Yanshan over, but before he even raised his hand, someone was already leading Xiao ran to the bar in response.
After waiting for the horse to be in place, everyone tied one end of the rope to the door and the other end to the saddle head.
After patting the horse's butt lightly, the horse started to run forward hard.
In addition to borrowing horsepower, the two cowboys standing on the front of the car also took iron sticks and began to open the door.
After two hard movements, the car door creaked a few times before being opened.
Someone from above went down to take a look.
"Can you pull it out?" someone asked below.
The man who entered the cab looked at it, shook his head and said, "This man is stuck. I don't dare to pull him out. Let's wait for the ambulance to come."
Zhang Chi climbed into the cab and looked inside.
The driver, a white man in his forties, was stuck in the cab. The steering wheel and chair were squeezed together. It looked like he was seriously injured.
At this time, no one dares to move, because this person is almost unconscious now, and we are not professional rescuers. If you move now and cause secondary damage to the injured, it is not a rescue, but a transcendence.
People.
We have no other choice but to wait.
Fortunately, the rescuers arrived soon after. These guys were very fast because they came not by car but by helicopter.
The whirring helicopter was very exciting, but I didn’t know if the rescued guy would faint again after seeing the bill.
When the rescuers came, Zhang Chi and others naturally had to step aside.
The emergency doctors took a look and found that there was nothing they could do now. The injured person was stuck a little tight, and they had to wait for the firefighters to come over.
The firefighters were not slow to arrive here, but they were definitely not as fast as a helicopter when they arrived by car.
After waiting for the firefighters to come and cut the stuck area, the emergency doctors pulled the man out of the cab.
After pulling out the wounded, the helicopter roared away quickly.
The remaining firefighters have to help the lying car up. Even if they can't help it up, they have to get out of the way. Otherwise, there will only be one road. When it gets dark, there may be another car crash.
superior.
After the wounded were pulled away, Zhang Chi felt that these firefighters were starting to work hard. Everyone stood directly next to the fire truck and began to discuss how to lift the truck.
Zhang Chi didn't think there was anything difficult about this. Wouldn't the problem be solved by sending out the crane a few times?
But these people just didn't. They started measuring and drawing, and they had to create some movement for you.
If Zhang Chi hadn't been fine and hadn't seen the excitement for a long time, Zhang Chi would have wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave.
The crane arrived slowly, and Zhang Chi thought it was time to start work next, but he didn't want to and started measuring the painting again. He didn't know what was good to measure.
It used to be a group of firefighters who got together, but now it's better, plus two crane drivers, another group of people got together.
Zhang Chi really couldn't bear to watch anymore, turned back to the bar, rode up Chiyan Mountain and went home.
It's so annoying.
This situation would be scolded to death in China, but there must be people who say that these people are responsible, but in fact it has nothing to do with responsibility. These people are just grinding, and as long as human lives are not involved, they can grind.
Because the money will come as time passes. How can you charge for rescuing someone so quickly?
Everything here costs money, and they charge by the hour. If it were Zhang Chi, I guess Zhang Chi would be able to handle it better than them.
"BOSS"
When I passed the bullpen, I happened to meet Cannon coming out.
"The drinking took a long time this time," Cannon looked at his watch and said with a smile.
Generally speaking, it only takes half an hour for Zhang Chi to go to the bar. Today, it took more than two hours.
"Forget it, a truck went over the ditch on the east side of the town. I helped save some people," Zhang Chi said.
"How are people?" Cannon asked casually.
If you want to say you feel empathy for this matter, that's sheer nonsense. Who would feel empathy for someone they don't know because they were hurt? After all, it wasn't someone who was injured, it was just a car that overturned.
"I don't know, but this person had already lost consciousness when I arrived, and he is probably being treated in the hospital now," Zhang Chi replied.
Cannon sighed after hearing this.
"Let's eat together tonight or do you cook it yourself?" Zhang Chi asked.
Cannon said: "I'll eat it myself. By the way, BOSS, what are you doing?"
"Bake some soup, fry an egg or something." Zhang Chi thought for a moment and told Cannon about his plans for the evening.
Cannon heard that Zhang Chi was planning to do this, so he lost interest.
If Guo Zhangchi makes fried rice or something, Cannon can still join in. He doesn't have much interest in other Chinese food, especially Chinese soup, which has no taste to him.
At this time, the soup Zhang Chi mentioned was very simple. Generally speaking, it was either vegetable and tofu soup or bean sprout soup. The soup that Cannon liked to drink was sweet, sour, and very thick.
It was not the first time that the two of them had eaten separately, so they exchanged a few words and went about their own business.
Zhang Chi thought the matter was over, but at around ten o'clock the next morning, a call came to Zhang Chi's cell phone.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang Chi?"
Zhang Chi almost didn't understand what this person was saying due to his poor Chinese pronunciation.
"Yes, you are?"
"This is the police station."
Huh? Zhang Chi was a little surprised, what phone number did the police station call him?
Before Zhang Chi could ask, the other end of the phone asked: "Did you participate in the truck yesterday...".
"I participated, and many people helped." Zhang Chi thought they were going to praise him.
"When you left, was the truck door closed or open?"
Zhang Chi felt that something was wrong with the smell, but he told the truth: "Of course it was closed. It was just that the front of the car was a little deformed at the time, but the trunk at the back was still fine."
"Then I understand, thank you for your cooperation."
As he said that, the person on the other end hung up the phone again.
Zhang Chi's curiosity suddenly aroused, and he turned around and called Kimberly. As a bar owner, she was the know-it-all in the town. What she didn't know was generally impossible for others to know.
Kimberly's answer made Zhang Chi dumbfounded.
"Something was stolen from the van," Kimberly said.
"Stolen?" Zhang Chi was stunned and thought to himself: What is this?
Kimberly smiled and said: "There is a cart of electronic consumer goods inside, and it was stolen last night."
"A cart full of electronic consumer goods? All stolen?" Zhang Chi's gossip arose again.
After hearing Kimberly's narration, Zhang Chi finally understood. It turned out that the truck yesterday contained a truckload of electronic consumer goods. There were quite a few types, such as Apple phones, PS and other game consoles. These were all hot-selling items.
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The firefighters brought the car over, and then naturally a tow truck towed the front of the car and the van to the designated place. Zhang Chi didn't know where they had gone anyway.
Something went wrong overnight. In the morning, the rear door was wide open and everything inside was moved out.
So the largest theft in Folsom's recorded history occurred.
What is Guan Jian? There are no cameras where these people put the car, so they have no idea who opened the car door or when.
Of course, this matter had little to do with Zhang Chi. What he brought to Amber Town was just a big melon, and everyone was busy for several days.
The police were busy for several days, but still could not figure out who stole these things.
I have to say that a bunch of people, the tow truck dragged the front and rear of the car to a certain place and threw it there. They didn't know whether the back compartment was opened during the towing process or at the parking spot.
The fire department was even more confused.
Zhang Chi is still waiting for them to catch the thief, but this time it has a tendency to become a Wang Fu Stone. There is a lot of news every day, but there is no guarantee.
It reminded Zhang Chi of the time when he lost his bicycle in elementary school.