These small things will not affect Jian Heng's mood. Jian Zhenhua slept a little uneasy this night. Old-school people like Jian Zhenhua want to make others say they are good and are unwilling to let others find faults.

Unfortunately, his thoughts are meaningless to many people nowadays. Some people are born to only find fault with others and never look in the mirror to see what their virtues are.

The news that Jian Heng was rich and unkind was naturally dispersed by those who had not been able to get the wool. They thought they would stand on their side, but many people just nodded in front of each other, and those who knew the situation behind their backs could not help but whisper and said a few shameless words.

Of course, if you get Jian Heng's wool, no matter how shameless you are, many people will envy why they don't have such relatives. However, if you don't get it, you will inevitably be despised by everyone.

It was dawn that Jian Heng slept until dawn. After breakfast, he cleaned up and said goodbye to his parents, saying that he was rushing to Shanghai, but in fact he was rushing to Yancheng, the hometown of the red-crowned crane. After arriving in Yancheng, Jian Heng realized that all he could have contact with was raised by someone. If he wanted to steal one, he had to do something under the nose of others, so he had to give up.

It was already night from Yancheng to Shanghai. I found a place to wash the car and drove to the location where He Ye sent it, and navigated to meet.

The address given by He Ye is located in an old alley in Puxi. It is said to be an old alley, but it is actually quite wide. It is full of rows of small foreign buildings, covering a large area, not like the Shanghai houses that Jian Heng remembers, with a whole family crowded in a small hut.

Jian Heng's car drove into the yard, apologizing to the students in the provincial capital while waving to the yard.

After getting off the car by phone, Jian Heng pressed the back compartment, pointed to the things inside, reached out to cover the phone: "There are all prepared by my mother for you. There is nothing good, just some local specialties in my hometown, pickles, pickles, etc., try it. This thing is different from the pickles and pickles on the market!"

After saying that, Jian Heng continued to explain to the enthusiastic classmate on the phone that he really couldn't go to the provincial capital this time, so please forgive me.

After talking for a while, I hung up the phone.

"You are really busy!" He Ye said with a smile at Jian Heng.

Jian Heng replied: "It's not because of your car. For more than one million cars, all the classmates who I want to see and don't want to see come out! They all warmly invited me to pass through the provincial capital next time I came back. In fact, it was just a classmate who wanted to welcome me. Wait for him to take a photo of your car and post it to Moments. Good guy, there are many in the provincial capital!"

After saying that, Jian Heng couldn't help but sigh, knowing that if he was poor and innocent, the group of classmates in the provincial capital, Sun Siwei, could lend a helping hand to him. As for what others think, is it hard to guess?

He Ye would not understand such things. He not only understood but also looked away. He reached out and patted Jian Heng: "There are always these messy things in life. If you don't fall into my heart, you will naturally not be disturbed. You have to learn from me and be more open-minded!"

"Okay, you're good at ease! By the way, I'll give you the car again!" After saying that, Jian Heng reached out and put the car key back into He Ye's hand.

He Ye took it over and threw it to the Eye Squad beside him. Then he grabbed Jian Heng's shoulder and walked into the house warmly.

After entering the house, Jian Heng discovered that there was a small square table on the first floor of the house, which was almost half as big as the Eight Immortals Table, which was just right for two people to sit. There were two official hat chairs on the table face to face, and some home-cooked wine and dishes were also placed on the table. There was nothing special, nothing more than peanuts, peeled eggs and tofu, and the meat dishes were just braised chicken, steamed fish, etc.

"Not bad!" Jian Heng felt very comfortable when he saw the table full of home-cooked dishes.

For Jian Heng, now he has money in his pocket, as long as he is willing to spend money, such as michigan, what kind of dishes he wants to eat? Jian Heng’s current meals are about comfort and people who eat with him. As for what to eat, as long as it is not difficult to eat, he doesn’t have much opinion.

He Ye also understands Jian Heng's personality. In some ways, the two have similar personalities and come to the same point at first sight. Therefore, the pose He Ye is now not to treat guests to dinner, but to put aside his identity and gather with ordinary friends to entertain Jian Heng for a drink.

But Jian Heng just took this trick.

"You guys go out, I have nothing to do here." He Ye sat down and reached out and turned on Yanghe Mengliu next to him.

"I know you like to talk about drinking this wine, so I made it for you! Don't blame me for not coming to Maotai!" He Ye said jokingly while pouring wine for Jian Heng.

"Then Moutai can be kept for me to take it away!" Jian Heng reached out to support the wine distributor and replied to He Ye.

"If you are not afraid of trouble and return it to the sea, I will bring it with you and bring it with you a box! Come on, let's go one first!" He Ye also filled himself with it, picked up the wine glass and touched Jian Heng for a while and said.

Jian Heng raised his head and saw the bottom of a glass of wine.

After putting down the cup, Jian Heng picked up a chopstick dish and put it in his mouth: "Forget it, I'd better buy it directly from the United States!"

When talking about this, Jian Heng couldn't help but scratch his head a little, because he was thinking about coming back to get a few boxes of white wine this time. Who knew that he had obviously wanted to do this yesterday and was forgotten by a bunch of bitches.

"What are you thinking?" He Ye asked when he took a bite of the dish and covered the wine in his mouth.

"I forgot to come back this time to get more wine!" Jian Heng said with a smile.

He Ye said: "You are stupid! The American liquor is much cheaper than domestic ones!"

"What I want is Yanghe! Not Moutai!" Jian Heng said.

He Ye glanced at Jian Heng: "What wine do you want? There are duty-free shops in the airport. I have also seen sorghum wine from a winery in a small county town."

Jian Heng was a little disbelief and sent a WeChat message to Zhao Changshan, but he didn't expect that this guy would reply to the message soon and tell Jian Heng that it was indeed the case.

Then Jian Heng said, "Damn, no, it's so much cheaper?"

Jian Heng asked here and found that the wine is not cheaper than the domestic one. Take Yanghe as an example, it is half cheaper than the domestic one.

"What can I do not know about it? It's cheap!..." He Ye told Jian Heng about the joints.

Not only Yanghe, but also Moutai is much cheaper than in China. Let’s put it this way, a bottle of Moutai costs more than 1,200 yuan per pound in China, but in the United States, it is only 670 yuan.

Think about this price difference!

The reason for this huge price difference is that in addition to the 15% tax refund for liquor exports, there is also a 20% consumption tax in China. In addition to the circulation and monopoly, the same bottle of Moutai will be exported to the United States, which is nearly 60% cheaper than that in China.

"Tsk! It seems that next time I come back, I have to bring some Moutai for our old man to taste it."

Jian Heng learned about this news and didn’t know what to say. It’s enough to be a big deal for Sinopec in the United States. Now Moutai is also sold cheaply in the United States. Although the buyers are all overseas Chinese or Chinese tourists, this matter is always a bad thing for ordinary people like Jian Heng.

Anyway, this matter is not something that Jian Heng can reverse. It is a good choice for Jian Heng. You can buy it from the United States! With space in hand, Jian Zhenhua, as Jian Heng, can still drink 1,200 Moutai, but it is steadily 670.

Don’t worry about what you shouldn’t worry about. Jian Heng put this little thought out of his mind and concentrated on drinking with He Ye.

The two brothers were drinking and chatting, and soon they talked about the shooting situation in Shanghai. The main reason was that He Ye said that Jian Heng had raised his ears and listened.

The two were talking, when a chef pushed the door and walked in, holding a basin of bamboo shoots and old goose in his hand. The chef was very strange. Generally speaking, the chef would always introduce it. Who knew that this person put the dishes on the table and smiled at Jian Heng, then turned around and walked away.

Jian Heng naturally has to try his skills for such a personality cook.

"This cook is good!" Jian Heng scooped a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and gave He Ye a thumbs up.

"If you like it, you can let him go to your ranch!" He Ye said with a smile.

When Jian Heng heard this, he waved his hand and said, "A gentleman does not win over what he loves. Besides, I already have Zhao Changshan at home, so I really don't need any other chefs."

He Ye smiled and said, "This person is not just a chef. Don't be too old, this person has good skills!"

"Um?"

Jian Heng heard that the smell was wrong! He looked up at He Ye and said, "Why do I think you, kid, are going to dig a hole for me!"

He Ye said: "It's a bit like digging a hole. This old man is Xiaoyan's uncle!"

"What Xiaoyan, Xiaohua, I really don't know Xiaoyan!" Jian Heng immediately asked confused when he heard a Xiaoyan popping out of He Ye's mouth.

"I'm talking about Xiaoyan, Yanzi's Yan! I'm going to your place and my bodyguard who has always been by my side!" He Ye almost rolled his eyes.

When he heard that it was He Ye’s bodyguard, he thought about He Ye’s bodyguard’s attitude towards him. After thinking about it for a while, Jian Heng quickly shook his head and said, “That’s even more impossible!”

Jian Heng believes that what does He Ye’s Lao Tzu do in China? If you are an official, then the people you come into contact with must belong to a certain department or even a secret institution.

To be honest, Jian Heng's awareness is not as high as a joke about his life in the United States. Think about it, Jian Heng's small ranch is now open and making small money, so why bother to get into the mixed waters of national disputes?

As for the butterfly-like living in the United States while thinking about betraying the interests of the United States' national security, Jian Heng has not yet evolved such a high degree of patriotism.

When you contact He Ye, it was a friend, but when you contact these departments, Jian Heng had to think about departments such as the FBI and the FBI.

"Tsk!" He Ye saw that Jian Heng's originally smiley face had changed to a serious look, so he said, "It's not what you thought!"

"Is it what I thought? Don't mention this matter. Our friendship belongs to our friendship. Now I can't afford to play anything else, I don't want to get in touch with any domestic line, nor do I want any department to make my decision?" Jian Heng shook his head seriously and said.

"You are so thoughtful!" He Ye said.

Jian Heng replied: "Be careful to sail for a thousand years! We are friends, so don't get involved in politics. I don't have the ability to play tightropes between two countries. My self-position is to be a small businessman, and to make some money when opening a small ranch. Others want me to live in peace, so let's play and watch!"

"You are really thinking too much! I won't introduce you, right? It's just an old man who is unofficial!" He Ye didn't expect Jian Heng to think of this.

However, he also understood that it was not surprising that Jian Heng thought so. In the United States, he had a family and a career, and had a good craft. Who would joke about his life and give him what? The title of a martyr? His children had 20% less than the college entrance examination? Don’t joke. With Jian Heng’s craftsmanship and the development direction is correct, his children might not have to go to Harvard and Yale without taking the exam.

Money? What does Jian Heng need so much money? What he earns now is enough for him to spend. People who cannot even attract money and fame can buy power. Why do they need to buy power? It is not the time for the country to be in crisis.
Chapter completed!