Chapter 403 Squatting
He brought his things to the door. From a distance, Jian Heng saw that Old Wosh's broken pickup truck was parked at the door. He got out of the car curiously, took the basket of things from the back compartment, and directly put it on his shoulder to walk towards the door.
Standing at the door, gently pulled the handle, Jian Heng opened the door and carried the basket on his shoulders, and walked into the house with great strides.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Old Wosh sitting upright in the living room watching TV. He said he was watching TV, but judging from the expression on his face, it was almost the same as when he was on the execution ground, and his whole face showed a state of constipation.
Seeing Jian Heng coming in, the old Wo and others suddenly jumped off the sofa: "You are finally back."
Jian Heng said to Old Wosh: "Why are you here at this time?"
Old Wosh said: "I have something to come to you, let's go to your study to talk!"
Jian Heng signaled the basket in his hand and said that he would deliver the thing to the kitchen first.
At this time, Sun Xiuying heard his son's voice and walked out of her room. She saw Jian Heng walking over with a bamboo basket in her hands and stretched out her head and looked at it: "Oh, where did you get it?"
"Of course I bought it, Xiaomai, you can send the fruit here to Kate later," Jian Heng said to Xiaomai who was watching TV.
As he spoke, he glanced at the TV screen. Now Jian Heng understood why Old Wosh could see a constipated face when watching TV, because there was a variety show on TV, which was like supermodels. Not to mention Old Wosh, even Jian Heng didn't like to talk about watching a group of women fighting.
"Take it yourself." Xiaomai was attracted by the show, so he reached out to grab a handful of melon seeds on the coffee table, and slowly watched TV while knocking.
Generally speaking, Americans like to eat fried chicken when watching TV, or they just make a bottle of beer. Now, both wheat and barley have been damaged by Sun Xiuying. They don’t drink beer or eat fried chicken anymore. When watching TV, they like to make melon seeds and bumps. Sometimes Zhao Changshan is in a mood, and there will be spicy necks or wing tips on the TV after dinner.
"You know, Kate doesn't like seeing me, so you'd better go and send it. Maybe you don't even want to eat fruit when you see me," Jian Heng said with a smile.
Seeing that the wheat was not whispered, Jian Heng had to ask the barley to deliver it. Da Barley nodded and nodded, but he didn't remember it in his heart. Jian Heng didn't know.
Anyway, someone agreed, so Jian Heng carried the basket into the kitchen.
"What should I do?" Sun Xiuying followed her son in and asked when she saw pig legs, lamb legs, and internal organs.
"Don't worry about it for now, let's talk about it tomorrow. By the way, mom, do you have any food at home? I haven't eaten yet!" Jian Heng said.
Sun Xiuying was surprised and said, "Didn't you say there is a place to eat? Why haven't you eaten yet? Why would I give you a bowl of noodles to eat?"
"I want to eat scallion oil pancakes, add two eggs." Jian Heng was looking forward to this bite. He didn't want to eat any noodles. Although his mother had some skills in the noodles, Jian Heng was thinking about egg scallion oil pancakes now.
Sun Xiuying naturally had to satisfy her son's request and said with a smile: "You are accepting the goods, hurry up and greet the guests. The old man has been sitting there for almost an hour, and it seems that there is something urgent."
"Okay!" Jian Heng said, turning around and walking out of the kitchen.
Before he could reach the door, Sun Xiuying said, "I'll send it to you in the study when the cake is ready."
There is no way. Sometimes Chinese mothers spoil their children so much. Even if the child is adult, they are still willing to devote more attention to taking care of their children's lives.
When they walked to the living room, they waved their hands at Old Wosh, and the two of them walked into the study one by one.
After entering the study, Jian Heng first took a small pot of water and put it on the induction cooker and started boiling water. When boiling the boiling water, he went to the shelf and turned out a box of tea, and then scooped a little with a small spoon and put it in a snow-white porcelain cup.
"Do you change to a bigger cup, is this cup enough?" Old Wosh was not a polite person with Jian Heng. He immediately raised his opinion when he saw the tea cup that was so much bigger than the wine cup.
Jian Heng smiled bitterly and said, "It's really a ox that makes me feel unfamiliar with the charm of chewing peonies. How can you drink this tea like you? It's not as good as a sip!"
"So expensive?" Old Wosh immediately sat upright when he heard this, and looked at the tea box in Jian Heng's hand with a particularly focused look.
“It’s really expensive!”
This is not the time for Jian Heng to be modest. If Jian Heng wanted to say that it was not expensive or not, the Chinese would definitely know that this was polite, but Americans, especially Old Wosh in front of them, would really think that this tea was not expensive.
"By the way, what's wrong with you in a hurry to find me? Suddenly, you ran over and didn't call me in advance?" Jian Heng asked.
Old Wosh said: "Why didn't I call? I started calling since the afternoon, but you haven't turned on the computer!"
After hearing what Old Wosh said, Jian Heng remembered that he turned off his phone when he talked to Lawrence about the acquisition of the farm. After the talk, he was happy to forget about the startup.
"So that's the case. I forgot to turn on the phone." Jian Heng hurriedly turned on his phone again.
Putting the phone on the table, Jian Heng saw that the water in the teapot had already been opened, so he lifted it up and filled the cup in front of Old Wosh with water, and finally filled his cup with water.
With the hot water, the aroma of tea quickly penetrated into the breath of the two people. The faint smell of tea seemed to be there, there was nothing, and there was nothing, which made people feel drunk after smelling it.
"Such curious!"
Old Wosh usually has two steps to drink tea. The first step is to ask whether you drink black tea or green tea. After you choose one, take out the tea bag and put it in a cup and inject hot water.
All the tea bags are produced from tea residues. How could they taste like Jianheng? Not to mention the price alone, the tea is incomparable. Even if it is in the place of origin, you have to rely on some connections to buy authentic ones. As for the bags that cost a few dollars a day on the street, it is just a sold-in-a-famous tea.
"Speak serious!"
Jian Heng didn't want to talk about any tea scriptures to foreigner Wosh. Of course, what Jian Heng knew was just a superficial one.
"We're in trouble!"
Old Wosh's words made Jian Heng stunned.
"Why is it troublesome?" Jian Heng asked immediately.
Old Wash said: "I went to sell eggs from the ranch today and was sued for infringement!"
"Selling an egg infringes the rights, where is the right to infringe on?" Jian Heng was a little confused and thought that Wosh had raised somebody's patented chicken?
But it’s not right to think about it. Now Old Wosh’s family has grown chickens from his own ranch, which is the second and third generations of the high-ranking officials.
"Someone has registered this chicken breed!" said Old Wash.
"I'm very %¥!" Jian Heng immediately threw out a swear word when he heard this.
Just now, Jian Heng was thinking about applying for a patent, but who knew that as soon as he came back, he heard such a bad news from Old Wosh.
A chicken breed that has been stolen!
"Who?" Jian Heng asked.
"Acupuncture Pine Company" said Wosh.
Jian Heng shook his head and said he didn't understand.
"It turned out that an employee of the Gene Company lived in my ranch. Who knew that when he left, he took away a few of my chickens and applied for a chicken breed patent..." Old Wash gritted his teeth as he said, and his hatred for this shameless employee was beyond words.
"No more, just sue." Jian Heng thought for a while but there was nothing good to do.
As for what you recognize, it is impossible. Once you shrink your head, the chicken species is really human, and your own losses may be an incomparable number.
Some people may not believe it. Everyone has heard that Beijing duck was introduced to Europe in 1870. After the Europeans improved it, the improved Beijing duck, which was renamed Cherry Valley Duck, entered China in 1991. The patent fee alone would collect hundreds of millions of yuan from the Chinese market in a year.
So once it is confirmed that this thing belongs to someone else, even if Jian Heng raises chickens here, he will have to pay the patent fee.
Now Jian Heng understood why Old Wosh jumped, not only Old Wosh, but now Jian Heng himself jumped.
Jian Heng thought of this, but he did not want to make up this matter very urgently. Who knew that he was so confused that he was actually snatched by someone else.
"Fight?" Old Wosh naturally knew how difficult it was to fight an intellectual property lawsuit. It not only required a lot of money, but also a lot of energy.
Chapter completed!