Little Life on An American Ranch

Jim put down the phone in his hand, walked up to Jian Heng who seemed to be in a daze, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't blame me, things like today can't be kept secret, only put them in front of the stage , is the best choice for you...".

As a person who has dealt with Chinese customers for several years, Jim also understands some characters of Chinese people. He is afraid that Jian Heng will hide this matter from the press. He didn't think of it at first, but he thought of it during the phone call, and immediately came over to explain to Jian Heng after he put down the phone.

"I know, I don't have any other thoughts, I just think this is very interesting!" Jian Heng stretched out his finger and said to the crowd taking pictures around the car.

Jian Heng naturally knew this, if he didn't know, there would be nothing like this.

Not only this, but also other things are considered before Jian Heng dares to do this. Even if there is a little uncertainty, Jian Heng will not take a few million dollars to risk.

Thinking of this, Jian Heng involuntarily turned his attention to the woman who was a part-time auctioneer, and found that her complexion was very bad, turning pale for a while, and livid for a while.

Jian Heng knew that this woman was regretting in her heart, not only her, but now there is probably no one in this group who does not regret it except herself, or at most Jim. Some people regret selling, and some regret not following up.

But Jian Heng also knew that they only regretted it.

No matter what kind of crooked thoughts he has, as long as Jian Heng can hire a lawyer with a middle-to-high level when he goes to court, he will win the case with every chance, not to mention that Jian Heng's lawyers in New York are all close to the top group of lawyers.

The people in the country seem to use the same excuses, such as this warehouse is wrong, this warehouse has not expired, etc. Such rhetoric is simply useless in the United States.

If the women's side is replaced by the US federal government, then Jian Heng will burst into laughter, because in the United States, when citizens and the government go to court, citizens have an advantage, at least they can have an emotional advantage, because in the eyes of Americans When it comes to citizens versus the government, the government is always more fucked up.

Now Jian Heng is not afraid of women, let alone these treasure hunters, because the United States is an old capitalist power, its laws are already quite strict, and it can give Jian Heng strong protection in this matter. This is also the fundamental reason why Jian Heng dared to do this in the first place.

"Then accept my friend's exclusive interview?" Jim saw that Jian Heng did not mind, so he climbed up the pole and asked for an exclusive interview.

Jian Heng glanced around and found that some people were looking at him with expectation, so he shook his head at Jim: "No, everyone has invited the media, I can't just take care of you, let's go together."

"well said!"

Someone in the crowd immediately shouted.

These people and cars can't be expected anymore, but they still want to earn a little money for media information, so it's a good thing to hear what Jian Heng said.

Jian Heng stretched out his hands: "Let's talk about it first, I only accept taking pictures, and I won't do anything like appearing on TV."

Jian Heng wanted to expose the car instead of making himself a star. Although he knew that this matter would not be as simple as he thought, but if he could reduce the amount of exposure, he should reduce it a little.

"Can"

Everyone said one after another.

Jian Heng thought for a while and said, "Move the car out, it's not good to put it here."

"Are you a little worried?" Someone in the crowd said immediately.

Jian Heng smiled and asked, "If it were you, wouldn't you be worried?"

"I'll ship it straight to the bank's vault," the grinning man replied loudly.

"That's exactly what I thought." Jian Heng also laughed.

Now that the car has shown up, it must not be put in the warehouse. There are as many car thieves in the United States as there are pickpockets at domestic stations.

If there is still a car tomorrow morning if it is put here, then something has gone wrong.

"Come here, come here, let me discuss something with you!" Jim reached out and pulled Jian Heng.

Jian Heng smiled wryly and said, "I'm planning to auction this car, but it's not for Morgan. It's not that I don't want to help you. It's just that your auction house is too small to support such a case!"

Seeing Jim's expression, Jian Heng understood what this guy was going to say, what else could he say? I want to ask myself if this car can be sold, and if it is sold, I want Morgan to take it over.

But Jian Heng can't let it go, Morgan Auction House is simply not capable of selling these seven at a good price, and the client base is there, most of them are so-called "artists" in China.

The master who can really afford several million dollars, plus the auction fee may be nearly 10 million dollars, is not playing with the three-acre land of the Morgan Auction House.

Jian Heng can't put millions of dollars in the wrong place because of his friendship, and let himself suffer losses. This is not the way to get along with friends.

Hearing what Jian Heng said, Jim shrugged his shoulders freely: "You have to try!"

Jim was prepared for Jian Heng's refusal. On the contrary, Jian Heng agreed to make Jim uncomfortable. Jim is an American. Friends belong to friends, and business belongs to business. Help between friends is possible and does not harm himself. based on interests.

"How?" Someone in the crowd asked.

So everyone's eyes turned to Jian Heng again, and everyone was waiting for Jian Heng, the owner of the car, to speak.

"Push it, push it carefully, don't expect it to open!" Jim said hastily.

Jim thought that Jian Heng might not understand the significance of these antique cars. Who would be willing to drive this thing without a professional inspection? If a part is broken, it will cost tens of thousands or even face the problem of remanufacturing, so he hurriedly said.

On this point, Jian Heng is really a country bumpkin. On the first day he saw the car, Jian Heng drove it for a long time in a secret environment. Fortunately, the car was well preserved. It would be fun if it really fell apart after driving.

"Push it!" Jian Heng had no choice but to say.

Originally, Jian Heng's script was to see if it could be opened, but now that Jim said so, Jian Heng had to change the 'script' again.

Many things in the car remained unchanged, so a group of people took a look, and a dozen of them pushed the black Mercedes-Benz 770K to the open space at the door.

This Mercedes-Benz is well-maintained, as if it had just left the factory. When it was placed in the sun, the black paint was shining, and with the silver front face, it suddenly had a different kind of brilliance, which could almost illuminate people, like It's like a mirror.

"Think about it, this thing produced in 1934 doesn't look out of date at all..." A treasure hunter looked into the car, and kept praising while looking at it.

At this time, Jian Heng saw that this car seemed to be a bit extraordinary, and he didn't know whether it was influenced by the crowd or what, but all of a sudden this car seemed to be different from the one he drove in front of him.

Beep!

At this time, there was a sound of horns.

When everyone turned their heads, they found that more than a dozen cars were blocked at the gate, and soon two drivers got on and got off the two cars that were just at the gate but refused to give in. The two of them stood together like this. Qi started to curse with a word of shit.

As soon as the two began to swear, the cars in the back stopped directly on the side of the road, and a few men and women with cameras on their backs, or all carrying cameras, came running towards this side.

Seeing their posture, Jian Heng knew that the reporters had arrived.

These people came to the side of the car without saying a word, first they patted the car, and almost ignored the group of people around them.

After two minutes, a reporter came to Jim's side and asked in a low voice.

Jian Heng couldn't help laughing when he saw this one, because this one was one of the two drivers who quarreled at the door just now.

"Jane, this is Will, my college classmate, this is Jane, my friend" Jim introduced this person to Jian Heng.

"Hello, don't mind, Tommen and I are always right." Will seemed to see the meaning of the smile on Jian Heng's face, and immediately explained.

At this moment, the quarreling Tommen said loudly: "Will, it's not good to eat alone!"

It seemed that the two of them knew each other. However, they are all running news in New York, so it might not be easy for them to know each other.

"Mr. Jian will interview you later!" Jim made a temporary guest appearance as Jian Heng's assistant.

After chatting for two or three minutes, Jian Heng, at the mercy of a group of reporters, stood beside the Mercedes-Benz to take a photo before the interview.

Touching the car body with one hand, feeling the cold texture from the metal, Jian Heng raised his head slightly, with a happy smile on his face, fully expressing the joy in the heart of a newly rich American young man.

Click! Click!

More than 20 cameras kept pressing the shutter at the same time, hearing this sound in his ears, and looking at his own lens, all this made Ding Jianheng feel a little uncomfortable, for everything he was about to face soon It's kind of bottomless.

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