Swearing is a kind of catharsis. When you scold yourself, you must grit your teeth and feel very satisfied. Some people may find it interesting to hear others scold, but Zhang Chi doesn't like it too much.
It’s not that I don’t like it, I just think it doesn’t make much sense to waste my time.
But he couldn't leave at this moment, because after all, it involved his own interests, so he couldn't leave, but he didn't want to listen to the dirty words of a bunch of old cowboys. He had no choice but to move slowly towards the counter, preparing to get a bottle
Beer and other things are considered one thing to do.
The scolding continues, and a group of cowboys and small and medium-sized ranchers are extremely excited.
This is understandable. If anyone puts his hand into your pocket and takes out money, you have to be anxious. What's more, cowboys and farmers and ranchers who are already a little violent are now saying they want to do this or that.
If politicians dare to come in front of them, they will be torn into pieces.
With such a long way to go, Zhang Chi squeezed for almost three minutes before arriving in front of Kimberly.
Boom!
He reached out and tapped lightly on the counter table to remind Kimberly to pay attention.
"George, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are your family doing here?"
Seeing Zhang Chi, the smile on Kimberly's face suddenly became professional. She had a few laughs with Zhang Chi first, and then asked: "Want something to drink, or the same thing?"
Seeing Zhang Chi nodded, Kimberly handed Zhang Chi a bottle of beer. As for snacks, there were no snacks today. With so many people, even if Kimberly had prepared snacks, they would have been sold out by now.
Since there was beer, Zhang Chi didn't have any big objections. He took the beer, reached out and covered the lid of the beer bottle with his palm. With such a gentle twist, the lid was unscrewed, and he threw it on the ground. Zhang Chi
After taking a sip, he prepared to turn around and continue watching these people curse.
At this moment, the door of the bar opened and several people walked in from the outside.
Zhang Chi took a closer look and saw that they were all acquaintances. In addition to the people from the town, Burris and Beni, there was also a non-town resident who Zhang Chi was also familiar with. He was the local congressman Jonathan.
As for why a congressman came here, Zhang Chi understood clearly after thinking about it. There must be something he could profit from. For example, this man no longer wanted to be a congressman and wanted to wear a different hat and become a mayor.
What to do.
The congressmen here have little relationship with the mayor and the like. They are not promoted by their superiors or elected by small circles, so the people they are targeting are not their superiors or people in the same circle.
What they hate the most is ordinary voters.
The voters in Amber Town are naturally voters, so it is normal for Congressman Jonathan to appear in this tavern.
"Everyone, everyone, be quiet, be quiet. I know everyone is angry, but it's not an option for us to be so noisy. We have to let these good-hearted bitches know our dissatisfaction..."
After Burris entered the bar, he stood directly on a stool so that everyone could see him, and then began to speak.
"right!"
"yeah!"
When everyone in the bar heard this, they felt that these words really penetrated into our hearts, and they immediately let out a cheer.
"Well, let's let Jonathan tell us what to do. After that, if everyone has anything to add, let's talk about it one by one, okay?" Burris continued to shout.
"good!"
Zhang Chi was drinking beer and looking at everyone, and he suddenly had a strange feeling. He thought of a nonsense gay mustache from the tavern. This guy seemed to have made his fortune in the tavern, so Zhang Chi looked at Jonathan and suddenly felt a strange feeling.
The absurdity of seeing the shadow of a gay man with a moustache.
Shaking his head and driving this nonsense out of his mind, Zhang Chi continued to hold his small beer upright.
At this time, Jonathan had already stood on the stool where Burris originally stood, and began to analyze with everyone.
What Jonathan said makes sense, but it doesn't have much practical significance. Everyone actually knows who is pushing this bill. Are these people really stupid? They can't see that the introduction of this bill will attract most of the people in this state.
Are the dissatisfaction of small and medium-sized farmers, ranchers and cowboys?
Of course they know, but even if they know, they will still do it. In many cases, it's not that they have any back-up, it's that they think they can control it, or greed blinds them and makes them only see benefits.
, without seeing the consequences.
Call it smart, it's really smart. Call it stupid, it's really stupid. Just like what Lao Ma said, even if they know it's a hanging, they will put their necks in the noose.
On the way here, Zhang Chi had almost figured it out. Now that he heard what Jonathan said, he understood even more.
This requires struggle. If we don’t fight, we won’t be able to survive. If we don’t fight, we will lose our own money.
If everyone has the same goal, then this matter will be easy to handle.
What Jonathan is talking about is not a new method, it is just a parade, but the parade here is not the same as the parade in California. When these things were developed in the west, most of the ancestors were bloody.
They came from the river, so their parades were usually carried out with guns and clubs.
Things were settled quickly. It wasn't that Americans were efficient, but that parades were nothing new to them. Although this was not a big city, you could see people holding signs calling for this from time to time.
Those who are opposed to that, it is precisely because of this that everyone is familiar with the general routine of the parade.
There are three elements to a parade: time, gathering place, and number of people.
Soon after these things were arranged, everyone began to disperse.
By this time, Zhang Chi had already downed two bottles of beer.
Seeing that everyone was preparing to leave, Zhang Chi thought of leaving with the others.
Before he even took a step, Jonathan came over.
"George".
"Congressman Jonathan" Zhang Chi thought after looking at it: Yes, we can't leave.
Coming to Zhang Chi's side, Jonathan asked for a bottle of beer. Seeing this situation, Zhang Chi asked for a bottle of beer himself.
"I heard your family came over from China" Jonathan asked.
Zhang Chi nodded: "Well, come and play for a while."
"How about it? Did you take them camping or hiking with you?"
Jonathan wasn't just looking for something to talk about. His grandparents were old enough to go camping and hiking.
Zhang Chi replied no.
So the two of them chatted like this, but after all, Jonathan was just a member of the social circle, and he couldn't do it without speaking. After a while, the little embarrassment in Zhang Chi's heart was completely gone.
"What do you think of the public pastures to the east?" Jonathan asked suddenly.
Zhang Chi was a little confused by these words and didn't know how to answer for a while.
The pasture to the east is a public pasture. It is not the pasture where Zhang Chi went to catch horses a few days ago, but the pasture where Nell took everyone to hunt coyotes last time. The area of this pasture is not too large, about four feet.
It looks like five thousand acres, and is much smaller than the public pasture where the horses were last caught.
"That's public pasture"
Zhang Chi thinks there might be some... um, benefits in this?
Jonathan smiled and said: "I know, I just asked you casually."
Zhang Chi looked at the smile on Jonathan's face and always felt that this guy's smile was a bit vulgar, that is, there was something else in his smile, but Zhang Chi couldn't help it if he didn't tell him after asking.
The two chatted for a while, and Jonathan said goodbye to Zhang Chi on the pretext that he had other things to do.
Zhang Chi thought for a moment, took out the bill from his pocket, put it under the beer bottle, and settled the wine bill for himself.
Just as he was about to leave, he saw Kimberly coming, and Zhang Chi asked: "Kimberly, do you know if there is any movement in the pasture to the east?"
Kimberly was also confused and asked, "What news did you hear?"
Zhang Chi said: "No, I just asked casually."
"What news can there be about the pasture over there? There are public pastures, and there are many people grazing on them in winter. Even if there is, I guess it has little to do with you," Kimberly said with a smile.
Zhang Chi is not angry either, because Kimberly is telling the truth. Let alone herself, even the small and medium-sized ranchers who came today have nothing to do with them. Politicians are responsible for seizing land and getting money.
Those who make money are not compatible with people like Zhang Chi.
The sons of presidents and ministers can do business all over the world without capital, but when people like Zhang Chi go outside without holding any money in their hands, they may be beaten by others.
"Too!"
Zhang Chi smiled, reached out and tapped the table gently, then picked up his cowboy hat, stuck it on his forehead, and walked out.
Standing at the door of the bar, Zhang Chi was a little dumbfounded because his car was missing.
Mazevak!
Zhang Chi really wanted to curse.
Fortunately, there were cameras here, so Zhang Chi went back to the bar and looked at the surveillance camera with Kimberly. It soon became clear that a car from out of town passed by here and when he saw the car on the roadside, one of them got out of the car.
After getting into the car, within a minute, this man drove away in Zhang Chi's car.
Steal, oh, no! The person who borrowed Zhang Chi's car was obviously a gangster, and the car he drove was not a local brand, not even a state brand. As for why he stole, oh, black lives matter now, he borrowed Zhang Chi's.
The car is not too surprising.
Because most of the people who came to the meeting were Sanbengzi, and some of the cars were very old. In other words, among the people who came here, Zhang Chi’s second-hand pickup truck was ranked among the top three. The gangsters stole it.
, it’s a loan, it’s not too strange to borrow this car.
I was originally going to go home, but now I can't leave for the time being. I first called the police to report the crime, then called the insurance company, and waited for the police to come and mess with it, and then the people from the insurance company came to mess with it, and then it was all over.
There is definitely no way to recover the car. Think about the time when such a large car of electronic products was lost. The police reacted like this. If a car is lost, how can it be recovered for you?
Losing a car here is like losing a bicycle in China. It is easy to find it, but whether they are willing to find it for you is another matter.