Old Mason really didn't want to accept this training contract, because he felt that his conscience couldn't bear it.
If he was really shameless, how could his horse farm possibly go bankrupt? You must know that as a horse trainer, Old Mason used to be quite good.
"Let's do this, you only need to provide money for fodder, and then I will help you train him," Old Mason said to Zhang Chi.
For Old Mason, what Zhang Chi is buying is not a horse, but a favor.
Don't say that Americans don't care about favors. As long as it is a human society, favors are exchanged in hard currency. Otherwise, where would the corruption in the United States come from? All the sons and daughters of politicians are business elites? I really think they rely on their ability.
Ah, it all depends on relationships.
Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relations! It is applicable everywhere and belongs to the same existence as Newton's first law.
Zhang Chi said: "Don't take it easy, you have to train it carefully. Our business is business, and human relationships are human relationships."
Zhang Chi didn't want Old Mason to fool him, he wanted to fool the woolen horse he bought.
Finally the old Mason nodded.
The two signed a training contract. The monthly training fee of four thousand US dollars, well, can buy twenty stupid horses!
This kind of training fee is already very small. A horse costs more than a thousand dollars just for food and drink for a month, not to mention that it requires manual training by Mason. Labor in the United States is expensive. Everyone knows this, right?
A horse trainer earns more than two thousand a month, which is extremely cheap.
Although it is typical to spend 100,000 to buy a car and spend millions to modify it, Mason's modification fee is really a friendly price.
After all the contracts were signed, Old Mason, Zhang Chi, and Cannon left the office together.
Following Zhang Chi to the fence, and looking at the horses Cannon picked out, Mason finally nodded: "Cannon has a good vision. These four mares all want to be outstanding, and they are very docile. They are really good for ranch use."
First class good.”
After saying this, Mason said goodbye to Zhang Chi and went to the stables, where there was even bigger business waiting for old Mason.
"BOSS!"
"Let's go home," Zhang Chi said with a smile.
The bridles of the five horses were given for free, but the side reins were not given by Old Mason, but they were ready when the two came. Five long side reins were tied together. Zhang Chi rode two horses and Cannon pulled three.
The two of them led the horse into the horse track and walked back.
Back at the ranch, all five horses were thrown into the stables.
Silly Damu's stupidity soon showed itself. Standing in the cubicle, Silly Damu stood there in a daze, barely moving except eating grass.
As a new horse, especially a stallion, there must be a horse that wants to provoke, but Silly Damu turned a deaf ear, lowered his head to eat grass, raised his head in a daze, and his eyes were wandering. He didn’t know what Silly Horse was thinking about, or whether he had been thinking blankly.
Its few brain cells.
"BOSS, this horse is so stupid." Cannon couldn't help it anymore and said to Zhang Chi.
He knew that Zhang Chi was optimistic about this horse, but as a qualified cowboy, especially since he decided to dedicate his life to Zhang Chi's ranch, he had to remind BOSS not to do such a business next time.
Two hundred yuan is a small thing, but if word spreads about it and people laugh at it, then you may have to follow your boss for the rest of your life.
Cannon didn't want anyone to humiliate his boss, but now he had no choice because his boss came to seek this humiliation himself.
As the resident cowboy, Cannon had already reminded the BOSS, but decided that it would be the BOSS's subordinate. Cannon knew his duty.
But this time Cannon really couldn't understand.
"Don't worry, this horse is not that bad." Zhang Chi smiled confidently.
Does Zhang Chi have confidence in his heart?
To be honest, a little, but definitely not much. He knew that the slurry in the gourd could make cattle stronger, so it should be useful for horses, but he didn't know to what extent it could be strengthened.
But at this time, as the BOSS, Zhang Chi could not show such worry in front of Cannon. If you were worried, then Cannon's subordinates would be even more insecure.
This is like Cao Ah Man's classmate in the Battle of Guandu. Facing Yuan Shao's army, everyone was worried, but he couldn't. If he showed worry, the morale of the entire army would be lost. So no matter how worried Ah Man was, he had to pretend
Feeling confident, I went back to the tent to sleep and started snoring.
When the generals heard that their lord was so confident, they naturally became less worried.
"What a good horse?"
Sure enough, Cannon thought this horse might be good. After all, the reason why BOSS was called BOSS must have better vision than a cowboy like himself.
Besides, during these days at the ranch, Cannon was quite impressed by the BOSS's various miraculous actions.
"Believe me, even if it's bad, it won't be that bad." Zhang Chi continued to fool Cannon, and at the same time, he encouraged himself.
Herod!
One of the horses in the stable was a little angry because it yelled at Silly Damu for a long time, but Silly Damu seemed like he couldn't hear it. This made it feel embarrassed in front of a new girl, so it started to use its feet.
Step on the floor.
Zhang Chi turned to look at the horse and said to Cannon: "Find a veterinarian to give him a knife in a few days!"
Zhang Chi used to think that the horse he picked up was good and it was free, but now he feels that the horse is a bit of an eyesore: Do you really have any objections to my choice? I don’t think I want to live anymore! You can’t cure people, and I can’t cure them either.
You a horse?
Cannon said: "BOSS, it is already a gelding."
"Then it must be that the castration is not clean, so let's castrate it again," Zhang Chi said.
He was not very good-looking and had a bad temper. Zhang Chi thought this horse was a bit annoying. If he hadn't been interested in horse meat, he would have killed him for meat today.
Cannon smiled after hearing this, knowing that his boss was losing his temper.
After staying with Zhang Chi for a while, Cannon went to work. He was not interested in accompanying the boss to watch stupid horses all the time. He still had a lot of work to do.
Staying alone in the stable, Zhang Chi looked at Silly Damu, stretched out his hand and touched the bridge of his strange nose twice. The fool didn't have any big reaction, snorted and continued eating. There was no other horse to hide from.
I just want to get closer to you.
At this moment, the silly tree, with his head down eating grass, the clouds are clear and the wind is clear, if his eyes were not dull, he would really be like an old monk who has entered meditation, but he is just an ugly monk.
Zhang Chi took the gourd that was used to feed the horse, poured almost a cup of water directly from the gourd, without diluting it or anything, and fed it directly to Silly Damu.
Zhang Chi really didn't need to think too much about the two hundred yuan experimental product.
Silly Damu is really stupid. As soon as Zhang Chi fed it, he fucked it in one go. Then Zhang Chi watched its body grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After growing up a circle, the stupid tree stopped growing.
Zhang Chi thought why the silly big tree didn't grow any more, so he fed it another scoop. Who knew that the dead silly big tree still didn't grow taller.
After feeding, nothing changed.
So Zhang Chi simply led Sha Damu out of the compartment, dragged him directly outside, and hit Sha Damu on the butt with a whip.
Silly Damu started running, but he didn't feel that he was very fast. He ran about twenty meters, and his buttocks probably stopped hurting and he stopped standing still.
Zhang Chi was still waiting for the idiot to run back, but who knew that he was just standing there in a daze, not like a fool, but just a fool.
There was no other way, Zhang Chi had to pull it back again, this time instead of sending it back to the compartment, he threw it directly into the aisle.
Silly Damu remained motionless, except for gnawing the grass on the haystack, and his hooves seemed to be nailed to the floor.
Just when Zhang Chi was thinking about how this guy could be so stupid, the silly big wooden tail lifted up, and a puddle of fresh horse excrement fell to the ground.
"You have diarrhea after eating. You idiot, your intestines are quite healthy," Zhang Chi said.
Feeding gourd water like this, if Silly Damu really fails, then there is nothing he can do. Breeding cattle like Scar Butt don't have such treatment. If it doesn't work, Zhang Chi really has to give up the money printing machine of horse racing.
I went back to the house and was thinking about what to eat for lunch when my cell phone rang. I took it out and found a message from Melika: I will go to your ranch right away!
Zhang Chi muttered: "Little girl, do you really think this is your home?"
Melika did not agree to Zhang Chi's conditions, which made Zhang Chi very dissatisfied. If Melika did not let him take advantage, she would only be a little bitch, no matter how smart she is, she is still a shrewd bitch.
As soon as I put down the phone, Ink came over.
After learning that Mo Zhi was a blackened mountain lion, Zhang Chi liked Mo Zhi even more.
The copyist held the ink on his belly, gently rocked the small rocking chair, and stroked the ink while rocking.
Mo Yan's hair is very soft, and I don't know if it's Xiao or Zhang Chi's psychological reasons, but I always feel that Mo Yan is much more enjoyable to stroke now than Ergou and Santiao.
Unsatisfied with the masturbation, Zhang Chi crossed Mo Zi's armpits and lifted Mo Zi's upper body up, looking at Mo Zi's two big golden eyes, which became more and more beautiful.
"Hey! Your boy is as handsome as me, and his big eyes are exactly the same as mine," Zhang Chi muttered to the ink.
Mo Zhi didn't understand either. He shrank his head and stretched out his two front legs, letting Zhang Chi play with him while a big tail swept him around.
After shaking it for a few times, Zhang Chi put the ink back on his stomach. The ink found a position by himself, rested his head on Zhang Chi's chest, and began to squint his eyes.
Brushing his back hair, Zhang Chi hummed a ditty happily.
And Mo Zhi seemed to understand at this time, tapping Zhang Chi with his big fluffy tail. Not to mention, the tapping was really accurate.
One person and one pet were enjoying a good time when the debt collector came.
When Mo Zhi felt someone coming, he immediately jumped off Zhang Chi's body and got into the house in a blink of an eye, quietly.
After a while, Zhang Chi heard the sound of a car's motor outside, and he knew that this little girl, Melika, was coming over without even going out to look.
"Zhang Chi, Zhang Chi!"
Sure enough, the sound of the car stopped and Melika's voice rang out.
Zhang Chi really didn't want to see her, so he just came to her without saying a word.