Chapter 88
When he returned to the ranch, Jian Heng immediately discovered a very serious problem. There was no worker in the dormitory, and the one who built a house for himself was busy.
Jian Hengxin said: Damn, what's going on? Could it be that these people didn't drink the water they deserved to relieve fatigue yesterday?
After thinking about it, I felt it was impossible. I remembered it very clearly. When they left in the evening, they drank all the water in a large pot of water. Not only did they drink less soup for lunch.
Just when Jian Heng was struggling, Zhang Jialiang rode his horse towards him.
Seeing Jian Heng looking at him, Zhang Jialiang said, "Brother Heng, I went to see the cows. Everything is fine there. Your big gray cow has not beaten people anymore. Not only has he not beaten people, but he also has taken the herd of cattle to pick up the most lush grass to eat."
"How is your legs? Does it still hurt?" Jian Heng raised his chin slightly, caring about Zhang Jialiang's physical recovery.
Zhang Jialiang twisted the saddle a few times: "It doesn't hurt anymore, as long as the movement is not too large, there is no problem. By the way, brother, your medicine is so amazing!"
"Add Yunnan Baiyao and some cool medicines, why don't you think this effect?" Jian Heng said to him, then pointed to the empty dormitory construction site.
He frowned and asked, "Do you know why these people didn't come today? Is it not coming or is it because it's too late?"
When Zhang Jialiang heard Jian Heng’s question, he immediately smiled and said, “Brother, what day is today?”
"What day? I'm still waiting for the opening of my work. Do you want to get these goods?" Jian Heng said dissatisfiedly.
Zhang Jialiang said happily after hearing this: "Today is Labor Day, three-day holiday. Not only do you not see them today, but you still can't see them tomorrow and the next two days!"
When he heard about Labor Day, Jian Heng couldn't help but leaned in his heart. After careful consideration, today is really the Labor Day holiday.
Labor Day in China is May 1st, and Labor Day for Americans is Monday of the first week of September. Usually, there are three days off in the United States at this time.
Americans usually do not work during holidays. As for why there is no one engineering team at the time of holidays, but there are many members of the other engineering team. There are such a big contrast.
The reason is very simple. The engineering team that built the large dormitory was a engineering team dominated by white people and black people. In their opinion, it was just about going to work. You can't arrive early for a minute and you can't leave late for a minute. You can't come and go a little bit, so it's impossible for you to start work on holidays or something.
Another engineering team is mainly Mexican immigrants, and the boss is also a Mexican businessman. They work harder because they know that if they don’t do their job well, work harder than white people and gain a better reputation, they will lose the job.
Work is a very, very important thing for them and is the source of life for the family. Once they lose it, it will be difficult for them to find another job.
Therefore, everyone from the boss to the worker cherishes their work, and for them, working one more day of work means getting one more day of wages, and their family life will be more secure.
"Damn, why did I forget this!" Jian Heng scratched his head, thinking that if he had thought about this, he would have hired Lao Mo's engineering team to do this work at the beginning, and even if Kalispel had a construction team led by the Chinese, he should have taken care of his compatriots' business.
After thinking about it, Jian Heng said, "Things are so simple!"
"What's simple?"
Jian Heng's words were a bit too jumpy, and Zhang Jialiang didn't understand what his boss meant in his big words.
Jian Heng explained and said, "What I said is that the next thing is simple. Go and call Ceresto, the boss of the construction team, over. I have new work to them to do to see if he can do it."
Zhang Jialiang nodded after hearing this, and then asked casually: "What's the job?"
"I will set up a row of your dormitory in the future, and I plan to build eight rooms first," said Jian Heng.
When Zhang Jialiang heard that he wanted to build a dormitory, he immediately became excited: "How big is a room?"
"How big do you expect? A room of forty square meters, a bedroom, a small living room, and a simple kitchen and bathroom." Jian Heng casually reported the approximate area. The things were all the same. Each building component was produced in the factory and then transported to the required place to assemble it.
Of course, such houses are large and small, and the smallest one is almost half that Jian Heng wants. However, Jian Heng doesn't want such houses. Usually, such houses are for those who have just come to the United States or illegal immigrants, or they are at the bottom of society, and are only used by people who live a better life than beggars.
"It's pretty good!" Zhang Jialiang was so picky that he didn't pick on it. He danced the horses happily, and then ran towards Jian Heng's new residence construction site on the small slope.
In just five or six minutes, a middle-aged Mexican man with a dark face and a tucked face appeared in front of Jian Heng.
"Mr. Gene, are you asking me for something?"
Seeing Jian Heng standing under the corridor, Ceresto took off the hat on his head and put it back in the car as soon as he got off the car. He smiled on his face and stretched out his hands as he was about to shake hands with Jian Heng.
Ceresto's actions made Jian Heng feel very comfortable. Taking off his hat shows that he is conscious and willing to respect Jian Heng as the investor. If a white man doesn't necessarily think of this, they are full of equality and don't care much about this at all.
Equality is a good thing, but most people like to talk about equality when others go to them. They can be more stubborn towards others, and Jian Heng naturally cannot avoid the vulgarity.
Although Jian Heng doesn’t have to care about this, if the other party does this, it can indeed add a little impression to him!
"I'm going to build eight single dormitories in that area, prefabricated and assembled, one area is about 400 square feet," said Jian Heng.
Ceresto is in this industry, and Jian Heng understood as soon as he said it, but he still confirmed it with Jian Heng, and then said some very subtle requirements, such as the requirements for insulation and warmth, and according to the weather in Montana, should heating be installed or a small fireplace? In short, he asked everything he could think of.
"That's it, see if you have time. I need to finish the work as soon as possible. It's best to finish it within ten days," said Jian Heng.
"In addition to your house, there is a large sports room, which I definitely don't have time to do, but I can ask one of my colleagues for you," said Ceresto.
Jian Heng nodded after hearing this: "I only have two requirements, one is to be fast and the other is to ensure quality."
"Don't worry, his job is pretty good, and you are not a particularly complicated job, so there will be no problem," Ceresto said with a smile.
After saying that, he saw that Jian Heng seemed to have nothing to say, so he signaled himself to go out and call his friends.
About two or three minutes, under Jian Heng's gaze, Ceresto turned back, quoted a price for Jian Heng, and said, "If you agree, I will ask him to come over in the afternoon to discuss the details with you. If the agreement is made, the construction will start in two days at the latest and it will be completed within a week!"
The price is a little bit expensive, but it has been a few days since the price has been reduced, so the total price is actually not expensive.
"Okay! Let's make an appointment, I'll be free all afternoon," said Jian Heng.
"At four o'clock that night, I asked him to come here to talk to you about the details," Ceresto said.
"Well, thank you then," said Jian Heng.
Ceresto said: "I deserve it. I hope you will think of me as soon as possible if you have any needs in the future! If nothing happens, I will go to the construction site to work hard."
"Go!"
Looking at Ceresto's back as he walked away, Jian Heng sighed: "These Americans yelled that others had stolen their jobs, and they didn't see what they did. They just worked like this, the speed was not as fast as others, the price was higher than others, and they were a little emotional at any time!"
"Hehe, now white people have something to do and don't want to hire a white construction team! Who doesn't want to save money and time? It's a pity that ours doesn't seem to be as cheap as our Chinese construction team, otherwise we can do better jobs! Alas, why can't Trump see clearly the essence of Americans raising lazy people? There is no competition at all!"
When Zhang Jialiang heard his boss say this, he immediately complained.
Both of them have been in New York and know that white people come to work too easily. White people of the same level and the same job, white people are easily poached by headhunters, while people of color are completely different.
Zhang Jialiang was not suffering from this anger at the beginning of his work, so it would be strange if he didn't have any fire in his heart.
"Just talk too much, go to work quickly!" Jian Heng made a gesture to kick him, but the boy avoided it with a smile.
Who knew that this scene was seen by the sisters Damai and Xiaomai who had just come out of the house. They saw Zhang Jialiang walking away, and then said to Jian Heng.
"Heng, you are wrong, you are bullying!" Xiaomai said righteously.
Damai didn't wait for Jian Heng to answer, and opened her mouth and said, "You and Zhao both act like this, which is very bad! I think you should consider other people's feelings."
Jian Heng was a little stunned and was stunned for a while before saying, "Do you see, did I do this to someone else?"
Barley and wheat thought for a moment, looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
"Look, this is our close way. I don't think of Zhang Jialiang to see an employee. You may not understand this when I tell you, but if you don't believe it, you can ask Zhang, or Zhao Hehuang when I'm not present, see what they think of me or Zhao Changshan," said Jian Heng.
Jian Heng didn't want to explain anything to these two sisters. Americans would not understand the expression of the intimate relationship between Chinese people, just as Chinese people could not understand some of the American behaviors.
For example, if the uncle has the ability, he can help his nephew attending a prestigious Ivy League school. If the two families are not particularly close, the uncle will not write a letter of recommendation to his nephew.
In China, let alone a nephew, even a cousin will help you with his own and nephews if he is capable.
Hearing Jian Heng say this, the two sisters began to think about this issue in their minds.
"Okay, you guys think about it first. I'll go see the cows." After saying that, Jian Heng walked to the horse-drawn railing in front of the house and began to prepare horse-drawn saddles.
After riding the horse, Jian Heng trotted directly in the direction of the cattle. It has to be said that the newly bought Quater is much better than the old bad horses before. When he is used to riding a bad horse, he suddenly feels like a unity of people and horses.
When he arrived near the cattle, Jian Heng found that everything looked pretty good. The big wild bison was walking on the grassland with the cattle. Occasionally, two cows looked up at Jian Heng, then leisurely lowered their heads, picked up a mouthful of grass, and chewed it slowly.
Seeing Jian Heng coming, the big wild bison mooed twice at Jian Heng, and then ran over with a trot.
"Okay, let's have fun." Jian Heng saw the big wild buffalo coming, and reached out to pat his back sideways, and then let it eat grass.
Not only were there cows in the herd, but Mu Shu's guy also mixed in. He was not someone else, but the big black horse black beans transported back yesterday.
At this time, the black beans had already left the bridle and were now mingling in the middle of the cattle. Seeing Jian Heng coming over with his head high and looking in Jian Heng with a cautious look on his face.
"Little girl, what are you looking at? Without me, your best result would be Eunuch Ma!" Jian Heng said to Heidou with a smile.
Seeing Heidouwang look alert, Jian Heng suddenly became interested and wanted to play with it, so he untied the lasso on the pile head, first tied a knot, and then held it in his hand.
"Haha!"
He tapped his feet lightly on the abdomen, and when the master ordered Quatta horse to kick his hind legs, he threw two pieces of mud on the grass, and rushed forward suddenly.
Seeing Quat Horse running towards him, Jian Heng was holding a lasso in his hand on the horse's back. He didn't understand anything else about Hei Dou, so he spread his legs and prepared to leave.
Chapter completed!