Zhang Chi felt a little bored listening to the two of them going back and forth talking about money.
ha!
Just as he yawned, he noticed that both Melika and Zhang Wu were looking at him.
"It's okay, you can do whatever you want, I got up a little early this morning."
After speaking, Zhang Chi raised his hand, indicating that the two of them should continue talking about money, pretending that he hadn't yawned just now.
After glancing at Zhang Chi, Melika and Zhang Wu continued talking.
Zhang Chi actually doesn't want to shoot any bird commercials. He feels that he will look like a fool when the time comes. But now he is short of money. Let alone thousands of dollars, he has to be tough even if it is a few hundred dollars.
Pat the scalp.
Besides, there is no shame in making money, even if you act like a fool, there is no shame in it.
After chatting for more than half an hour, Melika and Zhang Wu reached an agreement on Zhang Chi's appearance fee, and the final price was set at 7,000 yuan.
However, the filming had to go to Los Angeles, and Zhang Wu secured air tickets and accommodation expenses.
Everything has been discussed and we are ready to leave soon.
At this time, Zhang Chi felt that the Americans were really good at doing things. When things were agreed upon, everyone just walked away without asking for a meal, which really saved a lot of worry.
When they arrived at the door, Melika said to Zhang Wu: "Tell your boss that the filming will be done within a week, and he'd better grow his beard by then, as if he had just finished filming a survival show.
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Zhang Wudao: "Then you will be in trouble for him. His beard grows slowly. If you want that kind of effect, it will take at least two or three months. Besides, the conditions we negotiated do not include this."
Melika thought for a moment and said, "The only option is to put on makeup."
"No problem!" Zhang Wu said.
When the two of them were talking about this, Zhang Chi stood aside with his hands in his pockets, as if it had nothing to do with him, as if what they were talking about had nothing to do with him.
Zhang Chi was wandering in his mind when he suddenly felt someone kicked him. He looked up and found that his cousin was winking at him.
This kind of look was not uncommon for Zhang Chi since he was young. At this moment, Zhang Chi was equivalent to what Lu Xiaobu said was his wingman. He understood it as soon as he saw his cousin's look.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
After Zhang Chi finished speaking, he turned back to the coffee shop.
"Merica, this is your first time in Folsom. Do you want me to show you around?"
Zhang Wu, with a shy face, started to pick up girls.
It's a pity that this time he hired the wrong person, and Melika simply refused, leaving Zhang Wu with no illusions at all.
"Not interested! I'm not interested in Folsom, and I'm even less interested in you," Melika said.
"It makes me sad when you say that."
Zhang Wu's face was not something to hide. Even so, he still didn't blush, didn't breath, and didn't look defeated at all. He had a very shameless attitude when the rain and wind blew away the flowers.
Zhang Chi, the wingman in the cafe, saw that Melika was looking up to the sky at almost 45%, so he decided to come out, not to resolve the embarrassment for his cousin, but to end it quickly and send this girl to the airport.
It's over.
There is still work waiting for me to do in the pasture. Not to mention the other horses that I agreed to yesterday, I have to take them home. Who has time to spend time with them here? It only costs about one or two cents a minute.
I'm sorry.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the airport," Zhang Chi said directly after coming out, and walked towards his car.
As soon as Melika heard this, she immediately followed him, and she was a little annoyed with Zhang Wu.
As a beautiful girl, she has seen many men like Zhang Wu since she was a child, so she has no interest at all. For men who talk sweet talk, Melika's resistance is at the maximum, and she has to add damage rebound.
Just like that, the three of them got in the car and drove to the airport together.
Arriving at the airport, Melika got out of the car.
Zhang Chi didn't say anything about sending her in. He didn't think it was necessary. Besides, he didn't know her very well. If one of them paid for her to work, and she paid for the work, once things were settled, they might never have anything to do with each other in this life.
, what do you want to do to trouble this god?
"BYE!"
Zhang Chi waved to Melika.
Melika took two steps expressionlessly, then turned around and said to the cousins: "I am not a girl who can be picked up by just anyone, and I have no interest in being his sister-in-law. If you really
If you don’t have money to buy a mirror, you don’t have to pay a dollar, I will give it to you!”
The moment he said these words, Zhang Wu turned to stone, came back to his senses and stammered: "Can you speak Chinese?"
Do you even need to ask? How can this little girl like Melika speak Chinese? The Chinese that comes out of her mouth still has the flavor of a Beijing movie. She uses a child's voice. Even brothers Zhang Chi and Zhang Wu can't speak that.
From the taste, no one who has been around the capital for several years would be able to spit out such a tune.
Ha ha ha ha!
Zhang Chi was overjoyed. He stretched out his hand and gave Melika a thumbs up: "Your Chinese is really good."
"Don't talk about people behind their backs in Chinese from now on. There are not as few people who can speak Chinese now as before." After saying this, Merica turned her head and walked away.
That little waist is twisted like a big rooster that has won a battle.
"How can she know Chinese?" Zhang Wu muttered.
Zhang Chi reached out and patted his cousin: "Get in the car. Is it difficult to know two sentences in Chinese now?"
It’s not like the time when my uncle first came to the United States. At this time, learning Chinese was considered a trend, especially among many wealthy families. Chinese was almost in the first echelon. In the past, everyone learned French and Japanese, but now more and more people are learning Chinese.
Children from wealthy families treat Chinese as a second language.
Zhang Wu's mentality was really good, and he completely returned to his original appearance after getting in the car.
Zhang Chi sent his cousin back to the restaurant and drove to Amber.
Instead of going back to the ranch first, I turned on the side road to Mason Horse Farm.
When they arrived at Mason Racecourse, Zhang Chi shouted several times inside, and Mason came out and opened the door for Zhang Chi.
Mason had already prepared the written documents and was waiting for Zhang Chi to hand over the money, and the handover between the two was complete.
After receiving the horse, Zhang Chi was in a bit of a dilemma because he drove here in a car without a tow truck or a helper. He didn't know whether to send the car back first or the horse first.
Mason doesn't care about this matter. Now that he has completed the handover, the rest is Zhang Chi's own business. If you want his help, you can do it for a fee.
Americans are so realistic sometimes, and they will have to talk to you about money if they want to help you. They are not as old-fashioned and warm-hearted as us Chinese.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Chi finally came up with an idea. He drove the car himself, tied the horse's reins to the rearview mirror of the car, and slowly headed home.
Mason sent Zhang Chi to the gate of his ranch. He accidentally saw the brand that Zhang Chi threw in the back bucket and asked, "What is this?"
Zhang Chi said: "I made the brand."
Mason stopped talking after hearing this, but after a moment, he couldn't help it anymore, and he still opened his mouth and said: "Your branding is not good, if it is a fire brand, it will be okay, but dry ice or liquid nitrogen will not conduct heat, so do this thing
The heads are usually made of copper alloy, and the marks left on the bodies of cattle and horses with your thing will be shallow."
"Oh, there is another way of saying this?"
Zhang Chi had been busy for a long time today, and the thing he had just made was immediately rejected by Old Mason.
Mason didn't answer. He turned around and walked back to his horse farm, then closed the door and acted as if you could do the rest of the things on your own.
Zhang Chi didn't have time to think about branding now, he just wanted to take the horse back to the pasture as soon as possible.
Then a strange scene happened on the road. A pickup truck moved slowly on the road like a snail, and there was a horse following it. The slow horse didn't even need to trot.
Fortunately, there were no people on the road, and the big guys couldn't see this scene, otherwise Zhang Chi would definitely become the target of ridicule by some cowboys.
From the perspective of the cowboys, this situation is so simple, just use a trailer! If you don’t have a trailer yourself, you can just rent one. Is this the way to use it?
But Zhang Chi didn't turn this corner for a while, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't be willing to pay for renting a trailer. Anyway, he has nothing to do now, so just slow down.
After leaving the trail at Mason Racecourse and getting onto the main road, Zhang Chi met a cowboy on horseback.
The cowboy was quite enthusiastic. When he saw Zhang Chi driving slowly with a horse beside him, he took the initiative to say hello.
"Are you George? Hello, my name is Cannon."
The cowboy introduced himself and extended his hand to Zhang Chi.
Zhang Chi reached out and shook his hand: "Hello, Cannon, I am."
The cowboy is a Latino. I don’t know if he has a work visa, but he is indeed a Latino, and he obviously has Indian ancestry, and his face is relatively round.
He is probably working in the ranch now, because Zhang Chi saw the brand on the horse's butt. The brand was a flower. He didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he had seen it. This ranch is on the roadside almost three miles away from Amber Town. Every day
Every time I pass by it, I can see this mark on it, and it’s hard to imagine whether I can see it or not.
That pasture is not small, much bigger than the 500 acres in Zhangchi.
"What are you?" Cannon asked.
"I just bought a horse," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
"You can't do this. It's easy to rent a trailer..." Cannon was very enthusiastic and introduced Zhang Chi to where he could rent these ranch supplies nearby.
"Oh, thank you, I'll know next time," Zhang Chi replied.
Cannon said: "Let me help you this time. It will take a lot of time for you to get to the ranch like this."
In the bar, Zhang Chi is now considered a popular figure in the neighborhood. Apart from his appearance, Cannon knew who Zhang Chi was at a glance.
Cannon had no interest in talking about Zhang Chi, and he was not in the mood to laugh at him. He felt that he was here to make money. Apart from doing his job well, he didn't care much about other things. If he had the time to laugh at others, Cannon would rather think about it.
How can it be more practical to send more money home to support the wife, children and children at home?
"Thank you very much."
Zhang Chi felt tired after arriving here from the Mason Racecourse. Now when he heard that someone wanted to help him, he naturally wanted to thank him.
"It's okay, I just have time." Cannon had also just gotten off work. After finishing his work, he was going to the small bar for a drink. Who knew that he happened to meet Zhang Chi at this time.
After untying the reins tied to the rearview mirror, Cannon rode his own horse and led Zhang Chi's horse into a quick trot, while Zhang Chi followed behind in a pickup truck.