Chapter 229 Smith Ranch
Slide your head and hang the pendant around your neck.
I picked it up with my hands and put it in front of me. The pendant was so blue that it was pure and flawless. I don’t know what material it was. It weighed similarly to emeralds, like a sapphire.
Guo's mother planned to take the emerald pendant into her bag, but she didn't expect Fatty Ding to come over and pressed it with her stomach to keep it away. She laughed and scolded and patted her a few times. She looked pitiful with her round face, and quickly bit the chain and dragged it to Han Xuan.
Han Xuan saw it and kept trying to put it on his head. He curled it into a meat ball and rolled it on the table for a few rounds but failed. He felt it was funny and helped it wear it. The platinum chain was too long and dragged it to the table. It was still happy.
The boy's father held it down and tied a knot on the chain, "Wear it first, find the jewelry store and ask someone to shorten it. Han Xuan, go back with me now?"
"Well, I'll go to the dormitory to get something, and I'll ask Principal Gregorian for leave. Fat Ding, stop playing, let's go back to the snow mountain ranch..."
Han Xuan said with a smile.
Half an hour later, an Audi A8 drove out of Brown University and headed straight towards the suburban airport.
Guo's mother looked at the boy wearing glasses beside her and asked, "Don't you have to call your parents?"
"It's okay, I told the principal." Harris nodded for sure, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke to Han Xuan again: "You really opened a software company in Silicon Valley?"
"Of course it's true. Hope Technology Company has only had more than 100 employees not long after it was established."
Han Xuan smiled and said that the IT industry is just emerging now, and major universities are just beginning to cultivate technical talents. If people who can be favored by several giants in Silicon Valley are definitely not bad.
It was too difficult to find it by yourself. Anthony issued a commission to Guanghui International, Heidsz and Atoz, three top American headhunter companies. These more than 100 people were the result of their efforts throughout September.
ibm, Microsoft, Sun, Netscape and Apple are all the key considerations. As long as you have the technology, no matter what aspect of your major, hope technology will accept it as a single person.
Headhunting companies charge 20% of their annual salary as a reward, which greatly stimulated their enthusiasm for work. Recently, they put down other jobs and specialize in the IT industry across the United States. Even government organizations dare to take action.
After the security check, the man did not want to check in with the fat Ding. Han Xuan was about to ask, and saw the business jet with the words "Gulfstream Aerospace" outside the floor-to-ceiling window, "Why is it here?"
"Your dad told your grandpa to pick you up and flew to Vancouver to send us here." Guo's mother smiled and said, "How do you write the name of the Gulfstream?"
“It was borrowed from Gulfstream and our plane is still under construction.”
Harris took a breath: "What the hell is your family doing?"
"Ranking owner..." Han Xuan said, and walked towards the boarding gate with a smile.
Rhode Island has been raining for several consecutive days, but Montana has shining brightly.
Martinez was busy harvesting lavender, picked it up and threw it into the tractor, touched the flowers, and said to Old Patton: "There are people who want these dried lavender flowers? I've been busy for two days, so don't be in vain if I can't sell them at that time."
"People are working, but you talk the most. Smell these lavenders, which are so fragrant! Some cosmetics companies collect it to squeeze essential oil, and a pillow-making factory in Great Falls can also use it.
Sleeping on a pillow not only tastes fragrant, but also makes you sleep peacefully. I am using this. I made it myself last year, and the taste is astigmatized. I will make another one after the flowers are dried."
Old Patton said loudly. Just after lunch, he took out the small silver pot and drank a sip of wine. He continued: "I didn't know a few years ago, so I let them fall by themselves and lose tens of thousands of dollars in vain."
"If you have time, make a pillow for me." Anderson sat in the driver's seat of the tractor, with a straw hat on his head covering the sun, biting a grass stem in his mouth, shaking up and down, "I heard from Joanna that the boss is coming back in the past two days?
It’s such a big place in Smith Ranch, and I don’t know if I have bought it. The cowboys there asked if they could get dividends like us. It seems that there are too many people.”
"The past few years have been a great merger. Ranch like Broken-B has started to use helicopters to herd cattle. It is becoming increasingly difficult to find a job. Keep it if you have a good personality. If you are a lazy guy like Martinez, you can get rid of it directly for money."
"Hey! You can't bully me when you see me as a black man. Tell you, I have a dream, too." Martinez gestured with a scythe in his hand, "Damn it, why didn't you invent a machine that can harvest lavender?"
Hearing this, Old John straightened his waist and turned around and said, "How about you talking about using an automatic lawn mower that mows the grass?"
Old Patton realized that he seemed to have forgotten that thing, looked at the large open space behind him and muttered: "This year the lavender is too dry, and the flowers will fall off as soon as they touch it. I will be able to use a lawn mower in early September. Now it's almost done. Let's see who has nothing to do and call me together."
After saying that, I felt it made sense and nodded with satisfaction...
Winnie walked by the roadside with her inner horoscope, following her like an Alaskan sled dog. When she met the grass mud horses and threatened her, she was not very effective when she used too much. Those grass mud horses should eat grass and sleep, and they were too lazy to raise their heads.
The Swiss black-nosed sheep had not returned to the mountains after being rescued. It seemed that they felt that there was more food here, and they could also have sheep pens to shelter from the wind and rain. They started to turn their smart little brains into groups, and dozens of them formed a team to wander the grassland.
At this moment, when they met the groundhog clan, the two cowards were shocked. One ran away desperately, his black face was full of fear. On the other side, he quickly drilled back to the hole, his little eyes staring outside.
The helicopter flew over the town of Augusta, and the residents of the town looked up and smiled, each working on their own affairs.
Having just left the ranch for more than a month, Han Xuan thought about it a little. Other places are called houses, and only this place is the home that I have been living since I was a child.
Harris looked down at the flock of sheep in the fields. The snow-capped mountains and white clouds were lingering in the distance, and the Rota Lake was quiet, reflecting the green trees and blue sky like a mirror.
"Wait first, Mr. Benjamin, go to Smith Ranch in the north to take a look." Han Xuan shouted, and the fat man in his arms was wrapped in bandages and pressed his ears. It was a bit ugly, at least he could not hear annoying sounds.
It found it approaching Lake Rota and then stayed away. It didn't understand why, and it gave its owner anger a claw. Harris was caught and stared at Fat Ding in pain. The fat cat never admits his mistake, disdain to turn his head over and shakes his big furry tail.
"It seems that the disaster is quite serious. It is not as clear as it is now. When you look at the yellow ones, they are dead. Alfalfa should not wither in this season."
Han’s father pointed out the window and said, “Those pastures are useless and cannot feed cattle and sheep, which can easily cause intestinal diseases. When you have time, you can cut them down and crush them, and sprinkle them on the grassland to make fertilizer.”
"How much does it cost to buy this ranch? The south side of Smith Ranch borders the Snow Mountain Ranch, and the guardrail in the middle can be removed in the future."
The helicopter window was open and I couldn't hear my son clearly, so the boy's father asked again.
He shouted: "Nine million dollars! She doesn't want anything, sell me those farm tools and cattle and sheep!
Chapter completed!