Jian Heng shouted loudly at the truck driver: "You can't unload the things there, it's all the forage grass, have you not seen it? Don't crush my forage grass!"

The truck driver happened to want to stop the car, but was startled by Jian Heng's words, stretched out his head from the cab and asked, "Where is it?"

"In front, in front, there is such a large open space on the stone platform, and the grass is so broken by the car. It's where! Drive the car over and park it there!" Jian Heng replied loudly.

After hearing this, the driver made an OK gesture to Jian Heng and moved the car forward.

Ceresto was now staring at the container next to the stopped stone platform. After a while, he asked Jian Heng: "So many?"

"This is half here, and half is on the road!" Jian Heng didn't know what Ceresto was thinking. Now he was looking at the truck driver's movements.

Jian Heng saved money on wood and some labor, but the total cost was only a little less than in China. This is because the transportation results in the United States were low. If it was changed to China, it would be enough for Jian Heng to have a pot of transportation from the capital to Jian Heng’s hometown.

While paying attention to the drivers' parking, Jian Heng kept muttering: "Who is so stupid that Americans are not lazy to work? These truck drivers are all very slippery. If they don't tell them, they would like to unload the container at the intersection..."

Fortunately, only Jian Heng could hear this mumbling alone. Even if Ceresto next to him had heard it clearly, his Chinese level was still at the stage of your goodness. It was impossible to understand what Jian Heng said.

Even if Ceresto understood it, he was not in the mood to think more now.

He is now being burned by the twenty or so containers in front of him. As a foreigner, he doesn't understand why Jian Heng has to go far and go directly to the construction components from China. At the same time, as the boss of a construction team, he has also seen business opportunities from so many containers.

"Don't..." Jian Heng finished commanding the tow truck and started commanding another one.

Seresto saw Jian Heng talking to the truck driver, and then stopped and asked Jian Heng: "A Chinese company has to send someone to install these?"

Jian Heng waved his hand and said, "How is that possible? There are only some major technicians there, about a dozen people, and they stay here for two or three months. The main assembly and construction have to be found in local people."

"Someone took the job?" Ceresto asked hurriedly.

Seeing Jian Heng shook his head, Ceresto immediately said, "Then give us this job?"

Jian Heng heard this and said in surprise: "Do you still have the energy to do this work? You will have to spend almost all your staff on the renovation of a big house there. Even if I give it to you, you will not be able to eat this project. You need at least 30 people here, and there are also a few technicians with experience in operating large cranes. For example, the big wooden pillars over there must be machinery..."

Ceresto asked directly: "Are you going to find a bounty hunter outside?"

"How do you know?" Then I thought, this was not a secret matter, so I nodded and said, "I have plans for this!"

"Mr. Gene, do you believe that those white people who are pampered can do your job well?" Ceresto said bluntly.

Jian Heng couldn't help but tsk, and he had to say that Ceresto's question had come up with an idea. Generally speaking, except for the ranch work, this group of old white hired workers was not very easy to work.

The main reason is that these people have a strong sense of time. For example, if they are legally 9 to 5, these goods will really be given 9 to 5. If they are 7 to 5, it would be fine. Maybe these guys will give you a lunch break at noon and they will be given another hour for you. The same work is done by Lao Mo, who collects 100 to 3 days, but if they are white people, they may not be able to complete it. In general, white people have high cost and long time, so it is not a good choice.

"..." Jian Heng couldn't speak.

Seresto looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Not only do they work slowly, but also ask for more demands once they feel that the working environment is not satisfactory, they will also make many requests. If they strike, can you find other workers to continue doing your work?..."

This is just a discrimination, but in private everyone understands that this is the case.

Now Seresto's words hit Jian Heng's weakness. This thing cannot be said to happen, but once it happens, let alone complete all the projects before it snows this year, it would be considered a burning incense if it can be completed next year. When Jian Heng thought of this, he fell into deep thought.

When Ceresto saw it, he immediately added the last handful of straw: "Actually, we can go ahead. I am not referring to my construction team, I am referring to me to do these things. You are like handing over the project completely. Let's sign a formal contract and when will it be completed..."

When Jian Heng heard Ceresto say this, he couldn't help but feel moved: "Can you guarantee it?"

"I haven't seen the workload yet, but we Mexicans can work overtime and weekends, and we ask for much less wages than those people. To be honest, I can't find those half-toned bounty hunters outside," Ceresto shrugged his shoulders and said lightly.

Today, Jian Heng asked Ceresto to discuss the renovation of O'Brien's old mansion. Originally, Jian Heng thought that just a renovation work would be enough for Ceresto and his group to work for one and a half months, but he didn't expect that this guy was so heartless that he wanted to eat up a modern Chinese antique building here.

However, what Ceresto said makes sense. The white people in the United States are indeed too expensive. When they encounter a job, they always pick and pick up the jobs, and they keep shouting that someone has robbed their jobs. In fact, most low-level immigrants robbed jobs that whites do not do. These jobs make less money and are hard-working.

"I don't know what your workers' technical level is?" Jian Heng asked.

When Ceresto heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: If you ask the bounty hunter to work, you don't ask for anything. I'm saying that you want to take this piece of project and you will be able to improve the worker's level?

Thinking of this in my heart, Ceresto was not stupid enough to say it out of his mouth. Although the two were very familiar, Jian Heng was essentially Ceresto's party, the one holding the money in his hand, so Ceresto didn't want to offend Jian Heng.

So Ceresto said: "The people I look for must be certified, and it cannot be a mess."

Jian Heng listened and thought for a while, so he initially agreed with Ceresto's idea: "I think what you said is good, but I have to think about it thoroughly before I can answer you."

When Ceresto heard Jian Heng say this, the smile on his face became even stronger. He knew that he had eaten the order himself, so he pointed at Jian Heng: "Of course!"

After saying that, Jian Heng turned his attention to the truck driver again. After calling the truck driver, he asked the unloader to pay attention to the number of boxes and not to mix up the things in a few boxes.

After yelling for half and twenty minutes, all the containers were unloaded in the correct order and the codes were neatly arranged.

Watching these guys drive away, Jian Heng was worried and checked the unloaded container again. This check didn't matter, but he found a mistake again. The box of b23 and c23 were adjusted one by one. The box of such a big box was wrong, and Jian Heng was speechless.

But the two boxes were still in the middle, with a box underneath, and a box pressed on it. Jian Heng stood below and scratched his head, constantly scolding the group of people for being careless in their work.

Swearing cannot solve the problem. Even if Jian Heng wants to move this broad daylight, he will not be able to use his own methods, so he can only wait for the evening as if he had a thorn in his heart.

Turning back, I found Ceresto standing next to me, and I felt that the group of Lao Bai was not as hard-working as Lao Mo who worked hard. So Jian Heng said, "Go back with me, I will ask the person in charge to talk to you about the details. If you can understand his requirements, I think the matter between us will be solved."

Seresto nodded when he heard this.

So the two turned around and went back to the study room. Jian Heng called Professor Guan’s cell phone and asked him that he had nothing to do. Then he turned on videos and started chatting.

What Jian Heng didn't expect was that Professor Guan's English was very good, especially in terms of architectural vocabulary. Many Professor Guan and Ceresto, who had never heard of Jian Heng, had no problems with each other. Originally, Jian Heng thought that if Professor Guan's English was not stable, he could be a translator. Unexpectedly, Professor Guan's character was not very good and a little servile, and he was good at both professional and English. It really suited the saying that academic achievement and character are different. Some people are academic masters, but may not be masters of human nature.

After chatting for more than half an hour, Professor Guan asked Jian Heng directly in Chinese: "Where did you find such a great construction worker?"

Jian Heng really rolled his eyes when asked: "Americans build houses in the countryside are of this level!"
Chapter completed!