A large group of people stood in front of the pile of wood, and were stunned for a long time before accepting a reality: talking about environmental protection with a capitalist and resources is talking about Niu Qin. They only care about one question: whether money can fall into their own pockets, and other things are not the scope of concern for a capitalist.

Jian Heng now interprets this very well. In everyone's hearts, he will cut down all the precious golden nanmu resources that have grown for hundreds of years in South Africa for personal gain, but everyone also knows that this matter is difficult to stop, and there is no way to stop it.

With an indescribable mood, these people began to carefully examine the materials here in Jian Heng. Finally, they did not find traces of huanghuali and red sandalwood in the remaining materials. If they discovered this kind of wood resource again, half of these old men would have to hit the wall with their heads.

Even if there are no other precious woods, the quality of some ordinary materials still makes these old men feel that they don’t know what to say. The materials that are popular in Chinese furniture, such as elm, black walnut, and black silk sandalwood commonly used by Europeans and Americans are all first-class. Almost all materials seem to be carefully selected from the same material.

Zhou Gong looked at it and finally didn't know how to express his feelings. He looked at Jian Heng, who was about 40 meters away for a while, and then said to Zhang Gong beside him: "I'm afraid that when the Forbidden City built the three halls, the wood used was not as fine as the materials used here!"

Zhang Gong next to him said with a wry smile: "Why do you want to mention this? People have luck. The richer the world, the richer the richer. Those who don't have to work hard! Why is God unfair!"

"Stop complaining, we will be the life of a coolie in this life. This person has a good reputation. I heard from Lao Guan that his reputation is very good and he has no record of debts. Among the businessmen now, such people are rare people!" The person next to him said at this time.

When the other two people heard it, they all felt it made sense, so everyone began to focus on their work. No matter how good these things are, they are from others. They earn a dead salary, just like people from mint factories. They watch so much money every day, and they push a cart for tens of millions, which is not his. They are just earning a salary, so they can think about it. If they want to get the money that really belongs to them, they should work honestly.

All the materials were checked, but I didn't find any problem. These materials were prepared in full, and it was only possible that it was impossible that it was not enough. As for the precious golden nanmu pillars, there were only a few or a few. The remaining ones could be the material that was removed, but not the whole material.

All of this was done, and the old men sorted the materials here, and then started numbers according to their own working methods.

Jian Heng stood bored for a while, chatted with Professor Guan, and felt bored, so he turned around and returned home.

As soon as he returned home, Jian Heng was about to tell the good news to Barley and Xiao wheat.

“are-you-kid-me”

When Damai and Xiaomai heard Jian Heng say this, they all had the same expression: You kid have nothing to do to make fun of Lao Jie, right? And this good thing falls on you, oh! Is it our heads?

For barley and wheat, they think that it is not uncommon for an antique worth billions, but they can't accept that a piece of wood is worth so much money. For them, the most expensive wood is to be made into furniture and has certain historical significance. It is like the table of the Knights of the Round Table, the bench used by Shakespeare, and the rotten sofas that countless presidents in the White House have sat on. This is meaningful. You tell them that a big tree pole is worth tens of millions, and they are a little confused!

What puzzles them the most is that you tell them that they have all these things, and a piece of wood is worth tens of millions and dozens of them are piled up in the house? If they don’t think Jian Heng is talking nonsense, then there is a problem.

To be honest, Jian Heng is also in a hurry. It would be fine if he didn't have this matter, but when this thing is really put on, it's really a bit fake to say he is not excited.

"You don't know, do you know the Forbidden City? It's where the Chinese emperors live. I tell you that it is the largest imperial palace group in the world..." Jian Heng spoke verbally, while the barley and wheat remained in a daze.

Ho!

Jian Heng understood that these two beautiful American silly girls didn't understand what they said, so they opened their mouths and said, "In the past, only the emperor could use this kind of wood. If ordinary people use it, they would just chop their heads. And in the last dynasty of China, such materials would be gone. When the last dynasty built a palace, they could only use other wood, pine, to replace this precious material..."

Jian Heng learned and used it now, and directly told the old men Wu Gong and his group of old men to him again.

Barley and wheat now understand. To put it bluntly, this thing is for royal purposes only. Not only Chinese people pursue the royal purposes only, but Americans do not fall behind when they chase it. Otherwise, the whole United States thinks that the most charming accent is the London accent of the British?

However, when Jian Heng mentioned that he wanted to cut off all the materials, the two sisters spoke out at the same time and objected.

Damai said: "This is not good, this is a resource that plunders South Africa!"

Xiaomai also said: "Since it is so precious, South Africans should protect themselves!"

Jian Heng felt that his two stupid girls had been brainwashed, so he asked back: "If I don't cut, do you think the corrupt South African government can protect these woods? And even if I want to stop now, other partners in our company already know that even if we don't cut them, they will cut them themselves. Everything is an arrow on the string and has to be fired."

Fortunately, the two brains of Daba and Xiaomai have not been washed away yet. It may also be because they were originally born in a capitalist family. They just looked like symbolic justice just now, and did not have the firm beliefs like the animal protectionists in the town. After hearing Jian Heng say this, they immediately stopped sticking to it. Turning back and starting to summarize how much money can their family have now.

"Why don't we ship these wood to China and sell it?" Xiaomai's eyes were shiny.

When Damai heard this, he immediately looked at Jian Heng: "Can you really sell so many?"

Jian Heng nodded and said, "Yes!"

"Then sell it? Change it to some other wood!" Damai also said.

Jian Heng shook his head and said, "I don't think we can sell it. We don't need much money now. Besides, we will have a batch of materials soon. Why should we sell them from our family? You don't understand, if you sell one piece of materials, you will lose one piece. If you want to get the same material, it will take at least hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years. My idea is that we will continue to build this material, which is a kind of savings for a change of direction! If several generations later, our great-grandsons and many grandchildren will lose, the wood can at least provide them with a stable life."

Xiaomai was stunned for a while after hearing this: "You are so far away!"

Damai said, "It makes sense!"

Don’t think that all foreigners have high moral integrity and donate their property to society and still have a dead son. However, if the test tube creates a grandson to inherit the family business, European and American rich man who inherits the family business, for the old-fashioned nobles, a child is still the best choice for inheriting his own property.

Such a proposal was easily reached. Barley and wheat quickly pulled Jian Heng to the side of the wood pile and admired the "royal wood" of tens of millions of yuan.

Suddenly it broke out, and soon Daba and Xiaomai shared the news with Jian Heng's parents who were far away in China.

The old man and the old lady were shocked when they heard this. They immediately told Daba and Wu not to reveal their wealth, and warned the young couple to hide the matter.

Unfortunately, it is so difficult to hide this matter now. Before Jian Heng could wait until the next day, he received a call from He Ye.

"I heard that you were hit by a big pancake on your forehead again?" He Ye was very depressed.

He Ye always felt that Jian Heng's luck was first-rate, and he also tried his best to engage in business with Jian Heng, which was very lucky. However, he never expected that there would be such a trick in this world. How could people buy a piece of material in South Africa be a golden nanmu for hundreds of years.

Originally, Jian Heng was a little rich man, but now he is definitely a nouveau riche, and he won the lottery tickets so neatly.

As for where the material really comes from, He Ye didn't care at all. It was just that if it was the material of Jinsin, it would be a good thing. No matter whether it was stealing or robbing it, it would be the surname of whoever was.

He Ye is not short of money, but he still regrets that he did not catch up with Jian Heng's outbreak. It's not that he cares about the money, but mainly because he doesn't catch up with the pleasure of falling into the sky.
Chapter completed!