Chapter 252 Huge Shit Stick (Please Subscribe!)

After greeting Liu Zhi, Chai Ren returned to the large dining table in the open air.

At this time, Mu Jian was feeding his daughter French fries carefully. The table was full of various fruits and snacks, as well as some prepared dishes. There was a large table of various delicacies. After all, there were so many people on the farm. , Their family didn't follow so many rules, and the bodyguards and servants also had to eat together, but the bodyguards only took turns to eat.

Moreover, Chai Ren finally came here, how could he invite him to eat some barbecue and drink some beer, he really couldn't afford to lose this man.

Watching Mu Jian concentrate on feeding his daughter, Liu Gan felt really uncomfortable sitting there, just like his relatives came to his house, he couldn't let go, but he didn't regret coming with Chai Ren, and he was familiar with each other again and again. Well, it's good to get along for two days. Friends don't just make friends.

Seeing that Liu Gan was drinking tea silently, Chai Ren sat next to Mu Jian and said, "Mr. Liu, don't be restrained, just take whatever you want."

"Okay, Master Chai." Liu Gan nodded and smiled.

After that, Chai Ren also grabbed a french fries from the plate, took advantage of Mu Jian's feeding time, and handed it to Mu Wan'er's mouth, and said with a smile: "Come, Wan'er, eat french fries."

"No." Mu Wan'er shrank her head and shook her head.

"Why not." Chai Ren said with a wry smile, as if he had been hit hard.

"Mom and dad both said not to eat food from unfamiliar people." Mu Wan'er said with a serious face, and then she asked Mu Jian for credit, "Dad, am I right?"

"Haha, good daughter, you're right, don't eat anything given by strangers." Mu Jian laughed.

"Uncle is not a stranger. Uncle is your father's friend, and I have known you for several years." Chai Ren pressed.

Mu Wan'er listened and bit her finger again, thinking about the logic inside, and after 'thinking hard' for three seconds, she looked at Chai Ren and said 'seriously': "But, it's strange after not seeing each other for so long."

This little clever ghost has learned sophistry at such a young age.

Chai Ren also stopped teasing her, so as not to be 'bullyed' by this father and daughter partnership.

"Good daughter, well said, has the demeanor of your father." Looking at Chai Ren's face, Mu Jian smiled.

Taking advantage of Liu Gan's efforts to go to the bathroom, Mu Jian said with a straight face, "How is the business negotiation this time?" The monkey and the soldier naturally followed. He didn't know how much Liu Gan knew, so he only Can make it look like a 'conspiracy'.

"It's okay, it's going well." Chai Ren nodded and said with a smile.

"I've heard about the iron ore you're going to buy. You have to be careful. Those armed forces are not easy to deal with, and their appetite may not be small." Mu Jian said with a serious face.

"Don't worry, isn't there that kid Lem, it shouldn't be a big problem." Chai Ren said with a smile, Lem is the son of the president of that African country, or the only child. When he was in school, his father was only the vice president. The year before last Just elected, although the power is not one-handed, but it is by no means muddy.

"But he might be the next president or not. You don't even want to mine your iron ore in fifteen years. If you don't have this layer of skin, it will be a little troublesome." Mu Jian said worriedly.

Chai Ren shrugged.

"Is there any way I can do this? I just picked up the leaks, and I can expect to dig a gold mine. Anyway, my bottom line is that as long as the capital is guaranteed, how much money I make is another matter, and I am not a shareholder. You can also advance the loan from the bank, say 10,000 steps back, and in the end, even if something really happens, I will lose a little bit of skin at the most, and if those guys are assholes, it’s not just that I won’t even let me do the business that guarantees the capital.” Chai Ren said lightly.

His purpose is just the underground iron ore. There are many ways to make money. If he loses here, he can find a way to make it back elsewhere. Therefore, he is not afraid that these iron ore will not make money, consolidate his power, and consolidate his position. It's already earned, money? What a piece of shit, it's just a tool, the average second generation will chase things like money, and he has already surpassed this level.

"Well, yes, anyway, your main purpose is not to make money." Mu Jian laughed when he heard it. Although he didn't understand politics, when he was having dinner with his relatives, he was no longer a peasant. Money is such a thing. It's just something that ordinary people care about. The higher you go, the more you gain the right to speak.

"What about you, you're still going to guard this farm and keep doing it." Chai Ren grabbed a mango and gnawed it.

"Yeah, otherwise, I think it's pretty good. I'm going to dispose of some shares and assets and open an investment company. The Internet has developed rapidly in the past few years. I'm going to lie down." Mu Jian replied.

The assets left by his father are far more than this farm, there are also many company shares and real estate, this is just the place where his father aged. Every year, the dividends from the shares and the rental income from the real estate are as high as 20 million US dollars. This is after tax. If it wasn't for the high inheritance tax paid at the beginning, his assets would still be a big chunk of Liu Gan's.

"Also, I would suggest investing in Internet companies in our country. Now all aspects are just starting, and there is still a lot of market space." Chai Ren suggested. His assets are basically asset-heavy models. Although he thinks that the Internet will be very profitable in the future, he is not very interested in intervening. Again, the road is different.

"Okay, I'll look at it later, and I'll find you if I'm in trouble." Mu Jian nodded and said.

"Haha, welcome." Chai Ren laughed loudly. Mu Jian's family network in the United States was very helpful to his resource layout. He used to be a classmate. If there is interest involved in the future, the relationship between the two will be will be closer.

At this time, seeing that Liu Gan was back, the two also stopped talking about 'business'.

"By the way, how is your red wine brewed?" Chai Ren asked suddenly, looking at the red wine on the table, he suddenly remembered that Mu Jian had grown a large area of ​​grapes. What I came to eat was mainly wine making. I used to provide grapes to other wineries, because Mu Jian's father only liked white wine and didn't like red wine, so he didn't brew it himself. After Mu Jian took over, he who liked red wine said he built A wine cellar to make wine, but I haven't tasted it yet.

"It's good, it's been built a long time ago, and it's in the barrel. Let me tell you, I chose a lot of grapes for trial planting at that time, and I didn't trust those professionals. Why should I like them and say yes? The standard of drinking red wine, I like to add some sugar to the red wine, so whoever does it, I have a special process, so I tried it in turns, don't say it..." Mu Jian heard the red wine immediately. Come to the spirit, and quickly prepare to talk incessantly.

"Wait, can you drink." Chai Ren interrupted Mu Jian's 'nagging' and complaints directly. He didn't care about Mu Jian's weird drinking style and special hobbies. He only cared about whether he could drink or not. The most important thing was Is it possible to "extort" a batch to go back, I don't care if it's good or not, I put it in a bowl and then talk about it.

"Of course you can drink it, but the taste hasn't stabilized yet. I plan to be a winery brand in the future, specializing in competing with those orthodox red wines. What good standards do they have the final say, why do they have to follow their requirements? Drinking red wine, I don’t believe in this evil, I have to try a hundred ways to drink wine, add sugar, add ice, add cheese, add lemon juice, add…”

The more Mu Jian said, the more outrageous it became. Chai Ren couldn't stand it anymore, his face was weird, and he wanted to say: Are you sure that what you made can be drunk and won't poison people?

Liu Gan's face also twitched, and he felt that there was something wrong with Mu Jian's spirit. Is Nima red wine with sugar, ice, or cheese? Do you think you are mixing boiled water?

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Including those bodyguards, listening to Mu Jian's endless 'crazy ideas', he complained in his heart, and always felt that the wine industry was about to produce a huge 'shit-spinner'.

What a deep resentment this must be.

"Jianzi, wake up, don't go crazy." Chai Ren interrupted with a wry smile.

"You're crazy, I'm just curious. I'll get tired of drinking that kind of wine all the time. It's not good to try a new taste. I'm still hoping to publish a book." Mu Jian said disdainfully.

"...Okay, you can do whatever you want, but don't try poisoning me, I don't want to die yet." Chai Ren said, covering his face.

"coward."

PS: The next chapter, around ten o'clock.