My portable world of mixed farmers

Chapter 297 Guoan sells alcohol?

Smith moved quickly, and flew from America to Shanghai the next day, and Dong Shanhe drove to pick him up.

"Don't you know I'm busy?" Dong Shanhe complained to Smith while driving the car.

"Smith, what is the company that is willing to sell our red wine?" Dong Shanhe still doesn't know the name of this Huaxia company. He asked Smith several times and he didn't tell himself.

"Boss, can you guess?" Smith is still joking with Dong Shanhe.

Dong Shanhe curled his lips, "Changyu? Great Wall? Or Dynasty?" Dong Shanhe guessed three of the most famous wine companies in China.

But what I got was Smith shaking his head, "Neither of them."

Dong Shanhe slapped him, "You tell me quickly, I won't guess." Dong Shanhe's teeth itched angrily.

"Well, it is CITIC Guoan Group that is going to sign a contract with our company." Smith's words directly exploded in Dong Shanhe's mind.

What?CITIC Guoan?Are you sure that's not a football club?It's still a club that gets scolded every day. When did they sell red wine?
"Smith, are you sure?" Dong Shanhe asked in disbelief.

Dong Shanhe really couldn't believe this. He had no choice but to slap anyone who told him that Guoan sold red wine.

"It is indeed CITIC Guoan. I signed a contract with them this time. If it wasn't for you, the boss, I would have flown directly to the imperial capital." Smith shrugged. He didn't know what it meant for CITIC Guoan, but he also I did some research on the Internet, and found that there is indeed this company, and the person who came to negotiate with me is also very formal.

In fact, Smith didn't care so much, whether it was CITIC Guoan or not, the one he was going to sign with them was to pay first before shipping, and if he didn't pay, he wouldn't give a single piece of red wine.

"Okay, let's do it like this. You sign the contract in the imperial capital, and I don't care." Anyway, this batch of red wine is left by Old George, and Dong Shanhe doesn't care. It doesn't matter, even if the quality of the red wine is not good, anyway, the label is from Maple Leaf Winery, not Longteng Winery.

Dong Shanhe drove Smith back to Huizhou at [-] o'clock in the evening.

Dong Shanhe didn't take Smith directly back to Lianhua Reservoir, but went to Hanyue Tower, where Dong Shanhe invited Smith to taste an authentic Chinese feast.

"Boss, it's really delicious. I've never eaten such delicious food in America." Smith was still reminiscing about the dish he had just eaten until the end of the meal. The taste was almost unforgettable for his whole life.

What Smith said is true, almost all dishes in the United States have been improved, and all tastes are sweet, even Kung Pao Chicken is sweet, if a Chinese person tastes it, he will definitely Turn the table.

"Smith, when you come to Huaxia this time, you must taste our Huaxia dishes well, and I guarantee that you will never want to go back to the United States after eating." Dong Shanhe didn't feel that his words were exaggerated at all.

"Good boss, after I sign the contract with CITIC Guoan, I must taste Huaxia's food." Smith does not intend to let go of Huaxia's food. Isn't it worthless to come to China once?

After dinner, Smith rested in Hanyue Building. Dong Shanhe drove back to Lianhua Reservoir. He had a good chat with three gay friends yesterday. They have decided to come to Huizhou today. Dong Shanhe originally planned to go Pick them up, but Smith's sudden arrival, Dong Shanhe had to go to Shanghai to pick him up first.

However, Dong Shanhe was still very happy to tell the three of them, "Yes, Xingxing, Qingcai, you three, I have returned from the magic capital, and I will invite you to have fun tomorrow." Dong Shanhe picked dead leaves in the group, Qingcai , three stars.

"Da Pao is really righteous, he is a good man, I will go next time, if I don't want to accompany my girlfriend, I might go this time." Fatty replied immediately.

"Me too. I'm with my girlfriend now. If I have time, I also want to go to Huizhou." Maomao also said under the fat man.

"What's the situation with you? Why don't you all have girlfriends? Why didn't I know? When did you have girlfriends? Why didn't you tell us? You see that you are really not authentic." Before Dong Shanhe could speak , Xing Cen and others began to criticize the two of them, if they really have a girlfriend, they don't want gay friends.

"Actually, it's just these two days. Otherwise, I'll go. You should know, women, this stage is to coax, ha ha." After the fat man finished speaking, he sent a smiling emoji, which made several others angry. The single dog posted several hammer emojis in a row, but Fatty and Mao Mao still went their own way.

"Your sister, I really envy you." A group of single dogs began to envy and hate.

"Qingcai and I took a walk in Huizhou today. It really is a good place. Tomorrow, Qingcai and I will go to your resort. We want to see the cannon industry." Qingcai replied a message after a while.

"Welcome over here. I'll pick you up tomorrow. You can tell me an address, but you can't find the resort." Dong Shanhe told them that he hadn't opened the resort yet, so basically he couldn't find it.

"Hey, don't worry about this, we will definitely find it. Didn't you send a message yesterday?" Dead Leaf replied, "You guys are chatting, Qingcai and I went to eat, and we haven't been serious yet when we came to Huizhou Let’s try some street food.”

As soon as Dead Leaf finished speaking, several words popped up below, "Yes, yes, you go to eat snacks first, let Da Pao treat you to eat Anhui cuisine, you must remember to take pictures and send them to us!" Fatty, Mao Mao and a group People howling.

It's not that these people can't afford it, nor can it afford to spend it. In this group of people, except for Dong Shanhe and Dead Ye, who are not doing their jobs properly, the others are high-quality authors, and they can eat for free. They are very excited.

"Okay, okay, I'll wait for you tomorrow." After Dong Shanhe left a message in the group, he received a call from Smith.

"Boss, I'm going to the imperial capital tomorrow, so don't send me away. There is also a ranch in Montana, Wood is negotiating, and I don't know when I can get it. The owner of that ranch is vacillating, and I don't know Is he still selling it?" Smith and Dong Shanhe said goodbye, and then talked about what Dong Shanhe had ordered before he came back.

"Don't worry, let Wood grind slowly, and sooner or later he will win it." What is uncertain is that the money paid is not enough.

Dong Shanhe believed that he could not spend [-] million, [-] million, or [-] billion dollars on a ranch.

(End of this chapter)