212 206. For Friendship (4/5)

Chapter 212 206. For Friendship (45)

The young cowboy looked at the white man with a big belly, then looked at Wang Bo in embarrassment, and said, "Mr. Geer, maybe you can look at other alpacas, I think you will find better ones."

The middle-aged Caucasian Geer looked at Wang Bo with a smile and said, "I just like this alpaca. Please make a price, boy. I want to buy it and give it to this Chinese friend."

As soon as he said this, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

Wang Bo scratched his chin in doubt, isn't it? As far as he knows, the Chinese are quite boycotted in New Zealand. Why does this fat guy give him something when he meets him? Is it possible that you are so attractive?

The expression of the young cowboy relaxed, and he said happily: "This is a two-and-a-half-year-old alpaca. You can see its hair, pupils and nose. It is a very healthy guy, so the market price is 10,000 taels thousand dollars."

Geer didn't bargain. He took out the checkbook from his wallet, scratched a few numbers, tore them off and handed them to the cowboy, saying, "Go, pull out this alpaca and give it to this gentleman."

Wang Bo stretched out his hand to stop him, and asked in confusion, "Dude, if I remember correctly, should we meet for the first time?"

Geer nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Yes, it's the first time we met."

"Then, why did you give me a gift?"

The middle-aged white man shrugged and said, "I like you..."

Lao Wang's complexion changed, and the Mexican pretty boy, Bo Wen and others also protected their buttocks and hurriedly backed away.

Geer quickly changed his words: "I mean, I think we are very destined. What is it in your Chinese language? Eye relationship is still something right? In short, I think you are a great young man, I think Be friend."

Wang Bo is not stupid, this middle-aged white man definitely has plans for him, so he gave away a stud alpaca worth 12,000 New Zealand dollars if he had a good eye? Even if he is worth more than 100 million, he will not be so generous to strangers, unless the stranger is a beauty he has a lot of ideas.

With such associations, he dared not accept this gift even more.

There is a lot of love between men and women in New Zealand. People in this area have been calling for Parliament to amend the law to allow same-sex marriage.

Seeing that he refused to accept the gift, Geer smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Wang, you are Mr. Wang, the owner of the Ranch in Sunset Town, right?"

Old Wang nodded, and Charlie whispered behind him: "It seems that your ranch is already famous."

Let Charlie get it right, Geer laughed, "I've heard about your ranch, you've got a great ranch, and I want to win your friendship, swear to God, I have no other ideas than to do it with you Friends. This gift is for friendship!"

Wang Bo asked tentatively: "Mr. Geer, you are also a rancher, right? Then I guess, what do you want to import from my ranch?"

"I have this idea, but I haven't decided yet." Geer smiled and waved his hands and turned to leave. "Please accept my greeting gift, young rancher. I hope we can have a more pleasant meeting next time."

Looking at the back of Geer going away, Lao Wang frowned. This guy is a bit unreasonable. What is he doing?

The young cowboy in charge of the alpaca looked at him and asked, "Sir, do you want this alpaca?"

Wang Bo stretched out his hand again, and the Happy Beast brought its head up again, opened its mouth and stretched out its tongue to lick the palm of his hand: "Yes, why not? Let me raise it alone, and I will take it away tomorrow. "

"Who is this Mr. Geer?" The pretty boy from Mexico then asked Lao Wang's doubts.

The young cowboy had an expression of admiration on his face and said, "You don't know him? Thomas Wesley Geer, the owner of the Centaur Ranch, one of the largest ranches in the North Island, started from an ordinary cowboy and eventually built a big ranch , is the idol of all cowboys in New Zealand."

Old Wang had some impressions of this name, as if he had heard it mentioned by the big middleman Sharp, but Sharp should have called him Thomas Wesley at the time, not Mr. Geer, so he didn't react just now.

On the first day of coming to Ranch Town, Lao Wang harvested a happy animal. In the evening, a group of people went to the bar to experience the bar style of Ranch Town. The online reviews are very good, saying that it is very unique.

There are not many bars in the small town, so Wang Bo and others took a taxi and asked the driver to take them to one at will.

Knowing their purpose, the driver took them to the door of a bar called Screaming Monster and said, "If you want to play differently, this is the best choice."

The bar culture in New Zealand is very developed. For people, this is a place to relax after get off work. The consumption can be high or low or not. Therefore, local taxi drivers will not join forces with bars to entrap consumers.

Screaming Monsters is different from other bars. It mainly caters to fashionable men and women. Only when I came here did I know that there are many trendy men and women in this small animal husbandry town.

He has learned that the bars in the small town are mainly for local agricultural and pastoral workers. Everyone drinks in work clothes after get off work, and they are not having a very good time.

The laser lights flickered overhead, the DJ mobilized the atmosphere of the audience, a band composed of young people in their twenties roared on the stage, and the atmosphere in the bar was very hot.

Wang Bo and others sat down at the bar, when a young man squeezed over and shouted, "Hey, this is our territory!"

Without saying a word, the pretty guy from Mexico turned around and pushed him away, raised his middle finger and said, "This is where the money is!"

The young man spat and left, and Lao Wang asked the handsome Mexican, "Will there be a fight?"

Liang Zai shook his head and said relaxedly: "In these places, as long as you act tough enough, you won't easily get into fights. On the contrary, if you act too weak, you will be targeted and bullied."

He was a frequent visitor to bars when he was in Mexico. After he came to New Zealand, he didn't work for a while, so he worked in bars and knew more about the unspoken rules.

The handsome bartender came over and asked, "Guys, what would you like?"

The pretty Mexican guy took out a roll of New Zealand dollars and handed it to him, saying, "Let's have something unique. If it's fun, we'll continue to spend it. If you think we're winners, then we'll disappear in the next round."

The bar counted the money with a smile, then asked them to wait a while, and said to make them a glass of the most characteristic dark beer in the city of farming and animal husbandry.

Wang Bo was puzzled, is dark beer still used?

Soon, several mugs of dark beer were brought over, and the bartender took out a small bottle from the refrigerator, and carefully poured a few drops of condensed milk into each bottle.

Lao Wang was very vigilant and asked, "Man, what is this pouring?"

The bartender smiled and said, "Secret, but it's definitely not illegal. As you can see, there are fifty people here, and I won't make trouble for myself."

Bowen nodded and said that was quite right. He shook the dark beer, raised his head and took a sip.