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Chapter 48 Gifts

Chapter 48 Gift

As soon as I arrived at the airport, I saw my cousin standing at the door with a big grin on his face, like a telegraph pole.

Zhang Chi drove over and pressed the window.

"boarding!"

"Wait a minute, there are still things I haven't picked up. Come down and help me."

Seeing his cousin coming over, Zhang Wu opened the car door and threw his small bag into the car.

Zhang Chi asked strangely: "Is there anything else? Why are you so rich that you still have luggage when you come back this time?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I brought you a gift," Zhang Wu said.

Zhang Chi didn't react after hearing this for a while. When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but stick his head out of the window and look at the sky.

Seeing his cousin's appearance, Zhang Wu asked curiously: "Why, it's going to rain, but I don't think it looks like it."

"No, let me see if the sun rises in the west today. You even brought me a gift. I'll be grateful if you don't cheat me." Zhang Chi retracted his head back into the car.

Zhang Wu saw it and said: "The situation is too small, who am I?"

"Okay, okay!"

Zhang Chi was not willing to argue with him, so he immediately unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

The two brothers entered the airport to collect their luggage.

Zhang Chi looked and saw that there was no luggage left on the baggage machine, so he turned to look at his cousin: "Not even a hair on the baggage machine, you made me feel lonely?"

Zhang Wu stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Chi's chin and pointed: "Look over there."

"What is this stuff?"

Zhang Chi saw a pet with two fluffy balls inside, one black and one yellow with a bit of red.

"Two dogs, Tibetan mastiffs, we Chinese must keep Chinese dogs!" Zhang Wu said.

When Zhang Chi heard about Tibetan Mastiff, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "I don't want it!"

"Stop talking nonsense and help!"

Zhang Wu stretched out his hand to push a luggage cart and motioned to his cousin Zhang Chi to come over and help him load the two dogs into the cart.

Zhang Chi had no choice but to move. What else would he do? Can he kick his cousin to death now?

Even if you want to kick him to death, you have to find a place where no one is around. If you kick him at the airport, wouldn't he be looking for trouble?

Just like that, the two brothers loaded the two dogs into the car.

"Let's go to your place!"

Zhang Wu put on his seat belt and said to Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi said: "Aren't you going home?"

"What are you going to do when you go home? When you get back, you have to deliver food again. I almost vomited after delivering it. Your brother and I are not meant to deliver food in my life," Zhang Wu said.

"Are you going crazy? Have you made money?" Zhang Chi said this, but his body was still on fire and driving.

"I really made some money." Zhang Wu was a little proud.

Zhang Chi heard this and stretched out his hand: "Pay back the money! Give me the last advertising fee."

"With that little money, I think I'm thinking of you. I can't do without you. Drive well. If you can serve me well later, I will give you a reward," Zhang Wu said.

Zhang Chi glanced at him, then turned back to look at the road.

"Can you make money by reselling songs?" Zhang Chi was a little curious. He thought that his cousin actually made money even though he couldn't make money.

Zhang Wudao: "You can make money with just your brain!"

"Do you still have brains? Forget it, I'll take you home and deliver the takeout honestly. Uncle and aunt have been working so hard when you're not here," Zhang Chi said.

"I told my parents that I don't want to do food delivery anymore. Now I have my own business. From now on, I will develop my career in Hollywood," Zhang Wu said proudly.

"Hollywood also raises trash. There is still a shortage of people there. I also want to be a trash," Zhang Chi said.

"What should I say? Show some respect to your brother, otherwise I won't introduce female celebrities to you in the future," Zhang Wujie said, pretending to be annoyed.

Before he finished speaking, he started to feel happy.

"Okay, I can't stand female celebrities in this life, I can't wear so many hats on my forehead, and I can't stand that pervert.

Also, I can't bear to have you take your gift away when I leave. This is a ranch, and I want to raise a cattle dog to someone else's house. What can I do with this thing besides eating?" Zhang Chi said.

"How can you be so kind as a donkey? What a wonderful pair of dogs. I spent a lot of money to get them for you. Is there any dog ​​in the pasture that can compare to the Tibetan Mastiff?" Zhang Wu immediately retorted after hearing this.

Zhang Chi said: "Who told me this is a stupid dog, and it bites people. If it bites people, wouldn't you cause trouble for me?"

If a dog bites someone here, it is really not a trivial matter. If a domestic dog bites someone outside, then you will have fun. If you don’t pay for it by grinning, it’s not over at all. If you pay for it, the dog has to finish playing.

The old cowboys here won't be polite to you. If your dog bites one of his family members, you'll shoot the dog in the head and then talk about how you'll pay for it.

I got myself two stupid Tibetan mastiffs. If they bite a few people, Zhang Chi feels that his small ranch will have to change its dynasty.

In the past, Zhang Wu didn't think much of dogs like Tibetan Mastiffs. They had no other uses except being big. If you say they were raised by a herdsman, they were barely enough.

But now the two at the back are obviously the kind of cultivated pig mastiffs mentioned on the Internet. Apart from the fact that their fur looks better, they can't do anything else.

Guan Jian still eats a lot, and with the little money Zhang Chi has in his pocket, there is no room for the two dogs.

As for the cousin's statement that it cost a lot of money, Zhang Chi wouldn't believe it even if he killed him. Let alone the big price, Zhang Wu himself would probably not even agree to spend one yuan.

Based on Zhang Chi's understanding of his cousin, these two pig mastiffs didn't know where he came from.

"You don't understand. Anyway, I gave it to you. If you don't want it, just send it to my parents. I won't take it back. I'm going home with the gift. I can't afford to throw it away.

people?"

Zhang Chi glanced at his cousin: "You still know shame? Do you know how to write shame in Chinese? If you write it in full, you win."

"Okay, stop talking about the dog. Let's talk about how your ranch is doing now. I heard you bought some junk goods. I wonder if you can do it. But you don't have to worry too much. Brother, wait for me.

I’ve made money, I’ll invest some in you and let’s buy some good cattle…”.

After hearing this, Zhang Chi retorted: "As long as you can say this, old man, as for other things, please be noble and stop thinking about bringing trouble to me. I will burn incense."

The two brothers just argued all the way back to the ranch.

I didn't do anything after arriving at the ranch. I first unloaded the furniture. Fortunately, my cousin came today, otherwise it would be really difficult for Zhang Chi to do it alone.

The two brothers unloaded and arranged everything, both covered in stinky sweat.

"Oh, why did I catch up with this? My old waist can't stand it anymore."

Tired and out of breath, Zhang Wu sat down on the sofa under the corridor. Ge You came and lay down, patting his belly with one hand and complaining.

Zhang Chi brought two bottles of beer, handed one to his cousin, opened it himself and sat on another sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Chi shook it twice first and felt that his vision was really good. If the sofa was moved this way, it would be a perfect fit.

Feeling comfortable, I put my feet up on the railing of the corridor and took a sip of beer. The alcohol rushed out of my stomach and went up along my esophagus. The little taste was so refreshing.

Zhang Wu took two sips of beer, stood up and went into the house. When he came back, he had some things in his hands.

He threw the things in his hands on Zhang Chi and sat back down.

"What...hey, where did you get the money?"

Zhang Chi initially thought it was something, but upon closer inspection he discovered it was money, a green bill rolled into a roll, with a rubber band tied around the outside of the bill.

After taking a look, Zhang Chi found that the note was almost more than 20,000 yuan, so he asked.

"I earned it myself, could it be that I robbed a bank?" Zhang Wu said with a smile.

"Brother, we can't do anything illegal." Zhang Chi's face became serious.

Zhang Wudao: "What are you thinking? I really earned it."

"Can you make so much money selling songs?"

Zhang Chi obviously didn't believe it.

Zhang Wudao: "Don't you say that making money depends on your brain? How much money can you make if you work hard and sell it for a lifetime?"

"I can't take this money unless you explain clearly," Zhang Chi said.

"I told you, you know about selling songs last time, right?"

Seeing his younger brother nodding, Zhang Wu said: "Actually, those guys are liars and they just want to trick me. They don't even think about who I am. When I lied to others, they were really stupid."

"Look at the friends you have made, are there any good ones?" Zhang Chi shook his head after hearing this.

The thing was quite simple. Zhang Wu made some friends, and these friends were all compatriots.

It is quite normal to be cheated by compatriots here in the United States, because these people are idle and indolent people, and there is no circle of foreigners here. Who do you think they are cheating if they don't cheat you?

They made a plan to lead him to make money and give him a little sweetness at the beginning.

What this bureau did was not very clever, that is to say, there was a project, this time it was about buying and selling songs.

These people say that some people in China like these English songs very much, or that some domestic singers want these songs to be packaged for themselves.

In short, what Balabar does is that people want any song, and as long as it’s an English song, people will buy it.

I just bought a song, and within two days someone came to collect it. I bought the song for several thousand yuan and sold it instantly.

Since the business was so easy, it was natural to make a big deal, so the second song came again, but this time it was more expensive, and then naturally it was sold again, and it started rolling again.

Just waiting for you to make the last move and invest all your money, even borrowed money, and they will close the net.

But this time it was the liar who was unlucky. This kid Zhang Wu looked like a monkey when his hair was stuck on his hair. He closed the net before others closed it, so he closed it himself.

"You are not afraid of their revenge." Zhang Chi shook his head after hearing this. His cousin was too courageous.

Zhang Wu, however, didn't take it seriously: "Do they dare to retaliate? To retaliate against me or should I retaliate against them? A group of people just bullied the newcomers.

Anyone who has been here for ten years or more is looking for death. What’s more, it’s their fault. Even if I beat them to death, they will only go to jail for a few years at most, so what are you afraid of!”

Zhang Chi thought about it for a while. Generally speaking, it's not easy to get a death sentence for serious crimes, not to mention those people who haven't paid attention to it. Since we are talking about doing business, how dare you threaten others if they don't do it? It costs money.

If you find a good lawyer, you will most likely be able to avoid prosecution through self-defense.

Besides, there are not many children who grow up in the west who are timid, because if you are timid here, you will be bullied like a quail, like Zhang Wu, if you say he is timid, who will believe him! He goes around looking for girls and sleeps with them to make a rainbow.

Guys with skin color are timid? Isn’t that nonsense?

Zhang Chi opened the roll of bills in his hand, counted out more than six thousand yuan, then tied up the rest and threw it on his cousin's stomach.

"These are mine, you take the rest," Zhang Chi said.

"This is for your principal with interest. I told you on the phone that you invested the money." Zhang Wu threw the money back again.

"Don't worry, brother, I make more money," Zhang Wu continued.


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