pasture leisure

Chapter 112 A good show

Melika said to Zhang Chi: "I know he didn't pay taxes on the money he earned in China, and the amount is not small. What kind of punishment do you think he will receive if you report it to the IRS?"

Zhang Chi was stunned when he heard this, thought about it for a while and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

Now Melika is a little strange, looking at Zhang Chi with incredible eyes: "Don't you want to take revenge?"

"Now?" Zhang Chi said with a smile, "What's the rush?"

"I really don't understand what's going on in your mind," Melika said.

Zhang Chi felt that he was hurt a little, so the little girl handed him the knife, maybe she didn't have any good intentions.

It's not that Zhang Chi doesn't want to take revenge, but what's the benefit of taking revenge on him now?Apart from letting out a sigh of relief, it is of no benefit to him, and his [-] won't come back.

If he had money, he might still want to make some money, eat some oil and water, for example, take down their pasture.

Now I jump out to report tax evasion on my own side, what can I get?

Even if this person is brought into trouble, even if this person is ruined, it is the US government that benefits, not Zhang Chi.

And the little girl in front of her is not simple, she came here so excitedly to tell herself this matter, could it be that she wants to use herself as a weapon?
Revenge is good, but being used as a gun for no reason is not good.

Seeing Zhang Chi's eyes turn around her body a few times, Melika guessed what Zhang Chi was thinking.

"Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs, I just want to tell you, you think a lot," Melika said.

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "How do you know what I think?"

"You can tell from your appearance, you don't even need to think about it?" Melika said angrily.

Zhang Chi laughed twice, and stopped talking.

At this moment, Zhang Chi's cell phone rang.

Zhang Chi picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he hung up casually.

But the phone rang again after a while, Zhang Chi hung up again, and the phone rang again, finally Zhang Chi had nothing to do.

"Hello".

"Hello, hello, is this Mr. Zhang Chi? I'm Lao Shangwei."

Zhang Chi was a little confused when he heard it, but he quickly realized that who else could speak Mandarin other than his new neighbor?

It's just that what is this guy calling himself? He has finished communicating with the Americans in this circle, and his conscience has discovered that he is ready to communicate with himself?
"is there anything?"

Zhang Chi said calmly.

"Oh, Zhang Xiansen, it's all a misunderstanding between us. Don't believe what these Americans say. I'm at the gate of your ranch right now. I'll come in and explain the matter to you and you'll understand."

"Okay, come in by yourself!"

Zhang Chi didn't expect that this guy would have the guts to come to his house to sing a big show, so he let him in right away.

Putting down the phone, Melika asked, "Who's here?"

Zhang Chi smiled, but there was a bit of coldness in his eyes: "Some people think that they are the smartest people in the world, and they can fool the whole world! Heh heh, since he is here, let's watch his play How to play, staying here is too little fun, I finally met a door-to-door today. Let's just watch the show."

With that said, Zhang Chi came to the door, stood under the eaves and looked towards the door of the ranch.

Melika also followed Zhang Chi to the door, she wanted to see what this villain looked like.

After a while, a large Chevrolet SUV appeared in the sight of Zhang Chi and the two of them. The car was very big, and of course the price was very expensive. It might not be possible to buy this car without a price of more than [-] yuan.

Seeing the car, Zhang Chi couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, thinking of his [-] yuan.

The car arrived in front of the house, and there was still a distance of about twenty meters from the house, and the car stopped.

As soon as the car door opened, a middle-aged man about fifty years old got out of the car.

"Mr. Zhang, I really didn't expect you to be such a talented person."

The man came down and looked at Zhang Chi with a smile on his face.

It seems a little unqualified to describe Zhang Chi as a handsome man, but it is really suitable for the man in front of him.

This person is over [-] meters tall, less than [-] meters tall, neither thin nor fat, with a Chinese-shaped face, he may be close now, but twenty years ago he must have looked like a niche, belonging to the kind of stupid looking Female fans have to scream the kind with their legs pinched.

Even now, he still looks like a successful person, which is a bit confusing.

He is also very well-dressed, all of his body is handmade, and if the watch on his wrist is genuine, it is probably at least worth the car money he is sitting under now.

Seeing the watch reminded Zhang Chi of his [-] yuan, and he was so distressed that he almost couldn't help but go up and cut him.

"Mr. Mr. Lao, you are a good-looking person."

Zhang Chi smiled, but he couldn't see it at all. He already knew that the person in front of him was the one who stabbed the knife in the back.

"My surname is Lao, Wendao Lao".

It turned out that this was not Mr. Lao, but Mr. Liu.

"Please come in, please come in".

Zhang Chi is so fake, and now he can't wait to kick him in the face, but the other party still seems to be smiling.

Melika looked at Zhang Chi and looked back and forth several times with great interest.

This Mr. Liu didn't come empty-handed, he took out a case of wine directly from the back compartment, and it was an oak box, which was very expensive at first glance.

"You said you would come if you came, why did you bring a gift?"

Zhang Chi instantly felt that this guy was still on the right track, unlike Americans who bring a bottle when they come home, and look at other people who do bad things, and give away a box when they give it away.

He said polite words, but Zhang Chi took two steps quickly and reached out to take the box.

"Oh, look at your matter, it's because the neighbors are so polite!"

When Mr. Liu saw it, the smile on his face was even better, and he grinned at Zhang Chi with a simple and honest smile on his face.

When Zhang Chi saw him, he immediately gave him a loyal and honest smile, as if the two of us were more shameless than anyone else.

"Brother Zhang, I feel kind to you as soon as I see you. I'm busy with business. Here is my wife and children. She doesn't know anything about women. She knows that your brother lives next to her. She has moved here for so long. Let’s pay a visit, what do you think is this decent?”

"Hey, it's the same when you come early and come late. Doing business is not like us who raise cattle and stay at home all day."

Zhang Chi held the wine box with a smile, and led the good neighbor into the house.

"Who is this?"

When the good neighbor saw Melika, his honest little eyes flickered for a moment, but he quickly retracted it.

Melika's appearance surprised Zhang Chi's good neighbor, and he might have stripped Melika a few times now, and so on a few times.

It was disgusting in Melika's heart, she couldn't see this kind of gaze more often, if it wasn't for Zhang Chi's stupid look, Melika would have turned her face a long time ago.

"I'm a friend who came here for dinner," Zhang Chi explained with a smile.

"Such a beautiful lady is willing to come to eat, my brother is really lucky," said the good neighbor.

"Where is it, it's just a vulgar fan, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning" Zhang Chi stepped on Melika with a smile.

"Brother! Cherish it."

The good neighbor patted Zhang Chi on the shoulder.

The two of them entered the house, and when Zhang Chi put down the wine box, they began to talk about all kinds of ghosts, all of which were not nutritious.

The two of them have nothing to talk about. The good neighbor thinks that Zhang Chi is a mainland boy, and Zhang Chi thinks that this good neighbor is a traitor, a dick.

The two of them sat down together, as if they were the four-character idiom: emptiness and obscenity.

Neither of the two looked down on the other, so there was not much to talk about, and it took less than five minutes to get to the point.

Melika made a cup of tea, but she didn't sit beside the two of them. She leaned her body on the coffee table with her elbows, and looked at the two with interest.

"Brother, everyone is Chinese. Brother, I also opened up and said that the foreigners here are now rumored to be my informant. I assure you, brother, I am definitely not such a person. If I were, I would I was hit and killed by a car when I went out..." said the good neighbor.

Zhang Chi immediately stopped him as soon as he heard it. Of course, he was in a hurry to stop him, so he let this one speak out.

"what's up?"

Zhang Chi began to pretend.

The good neighbor said: "It's about the use of illegal labor on your side. I've only been here for a few days. How can I know about this kind of thing, but now people outside are saying that I said it. I really fell into my crotch—— It’s either shit or shit. You have to believe me about this, we Chinese don’t lie to Chinese people.”

Zhang Chi was really disgusted by this, and thought to himself: I have a Chinese heart, but how can you forget about it, you bastard, isn’t your family Ingrid Shit?Isn't it Britty shit!Why are you Chinese now?

You've changed too quickly.

Zhang Chi didn't know that the family's life in Amber Town was not easy.

Everyone knows about this informant, who wants to get along with such a person, besides, there are no cowboys who work illegally like this in any farmer or rancher. If I continue to make friends with you, who would dare to say This one will not report.

And from an American point of view, if you, a Chinese, can report on a Chinese, wouldn't it be less of a psychological burden to report on me?
Many cowboys don't hide their hearts. They don't want to get along with such a person, and they show it naturally.

How can someone like a good neighbor not feel it.

In the past, everyone felt that this person was not bad. Now that he knew what he was doing, who would want to have a close friendship with him?

In fact, these Americans don't know that traitors and those who sell their ancestors for glory are ruthless to their own people, kneel upright to their foreign fathers, and will not sue their foreign fathers.

The good neighbor came here because he wanted to be more intimate with Zhang Chi. He felt that once he and Zhang Chi got close, the 'rumors' outside would naturally be broken.

This guy is so smart, if he is too smart, he is too stupid.

(End of this chapter)