After all, Sushan still didn't want to put the equipment on the [Snow Sentinel] now. Thinking about Gu Daqian Ye, Sushan decided to arrange his schedule for home so as not to be tempted by Gu Daqian Ye again.

Sushan’s plan is very stable now and there is no shortage of money. In fact, it is not very much needed.

But everyone understands that suddenly a large sum of money is in front of you, which is really something that ordinary people can refuse. Especially Sushan, who is not very determined, is even more so.

Of course, this is to exchange for a horse. If you exchange for something that Sushan values, Sushan will refuse. However, a horse is just a horse in Sushan's heart now, and buying them is to make money, so each horse naturally has a psychological price in Sushan's heart.

If someone wants to change to Fatty Jia, Li Shuai Bao, Sushan must... he must tie up the two of them and sell them to that person as soon as possible. Just look at it and give it to him.

These two are cheaper than horses!

I am going home, so some things need to be done.

Fatty Jia helped to take the money back. The money was not transferred directly, but Sushan handed over the US to Fatty Jia. When he arrived in China, someone naturally sent the soft girl coins to Sushan. This is not the official exchange rate. If you change the official exchange rate, Sushan would not have to be so troublesome. As for why, please think about it yourself.

In short, Lao Su is considered a promising future, and this time he is definitely returning home in glory!

"I want to go back with you too. I haven't been to China for a long time." Donna followed and got into the fun.

Sushan said: "Why are you joining in the fun? I'm leaving. If you leave, who will take care of the stables and who will shovel the horse manure?"

Originally, Sushan arranged for her to leave the stable work to Donna after she returned, but when she thought of Donna's Ma Daha's temperament, she decided to let Li Shuaibao take care of her. Li Shuaibao still had something to do, so Sushan hired a temporary cowboy, Latino Ramon Torres, who was in his forties.

Although it was temporarily hired, Sushan still had the intention of examining, thinking that if this person was diligent and willing to work, he would keep him. If he didn't work hard, he would naturally be driven out. There was nothing to say.

At this moment, Li Shuaibao was leaning against the door, with a wine glass shaking in his hand, which contained half a cup of red wine, and was savoring it beautifully.

"You'd better not take this wine back and give it to someone." Li Shuaibao opened his eyes.

Sushan Road: "WHY?"

"I tell the truth. It's better to give this wine than to give this wine or Louis XIII. Good things come naturally when the man-headed horse is opened. This is familiar to China. When the red packaging is taken out, it's a shame. If you take this wine back, most people will treat this thing as a 50-dollar wine, and your level of showing off will immediately decrease. Just like when you are wearing a handmade suit and encountering a little bourgeois full of LV, he probably looks down on you in his heart," said Li Shuaibao.

Sushan said: "I am that kind of person?"

Li Shuaibao glanced at Sushan, staring at the one he stared at, and for about five or six seconds, Sushan felt a little embarrassed when he saw it, and reached out to scratch the back of his head.

"How to break it?" Sushan asked.

Thinking about Sushan, I think what Li Shuaibao said is right. My own level of red wine is probably the same as my own. It is no different from that of red wine worth 20,000 yuan and street stall wine worth 20 yuan. Don’t waste this wine.

"How about this, I'll call a friend in China and ask him to get you six bottles of 1.5 liters, and then you can transfer two bottles of this to me," said Li Shuaibao.

"Don't let two bottles be taken. You can just transfer six bottles to me in China. No, please leave one for Donna. Anyway, I can't get used to this. Instead of keeping it, it's better to give it to someone like you who understands it."

Sushan was really quite generous at this time. In his opinion, wine is just for people who understand it, especially for people who should drink it. He doesn't understand red wine. No matter how good the red wine is, it doesn't make any meaning to him. No matter how many years the wine is stored in the cellar, the out-of-print wine made by the winemaker is meaningless. Anyway, Sushan has no interest in the story of supporting this wine.

It's not easy to sell. You exchanged the wine given by the old man for money. Sushan feels embarrassing. Now the Rolls-Royce is still falling into dust in the garage. Sushan hasn't sold it yet?

Li Shuaibao said: "No, I don't want to drink it myself, I can't afford it. I also bought it for sale. Just like the last time, I will give you money when I arrived in China."

"You can do it yourself!" Su Shan said.

After saying that, Su Shan remembered and asked, "By the way, how could you know someone who drinks this kind of wine?"

Li Shuaibao smiled and said, "Don't ask, my relationship with him is quite complicated."

"Okay, then I won't ask. Take the wine away. Just give me six bottles of wine when I get to the country," Sushan said.

"Don't worry, you are indispensable. How much do you think the large amount of things you produce is worth?" Li Shuaibao said with a smile.

Su Shan said: "You are very angry when a toad yawns! There are 40,000 or 50,000 yuan per bottle!"

Li Shuaibao did not answer, but continued to lean against the door frame and look at the wine in his hand, while savoring.

Sushan and Donna didn't agree with it. They had long been accustomed to Li Shuaibao's attitude. Otherwise, why would you give him a nickname called Saobao? Look, you are so angry now.

After packing his bags, Sushan carried his back on his shoulders.

"You're dressing up like this?" Li Shuaibao asked.

Su Shan said: "What if it is? I will put a knife on my body?"

"I thought you were wearing a suit and tie, and then you brought a little secretary. Wherever you went, your little butt was twisted like a bearing, and you spoke fluent English, BOSS, BOSS, BOSS, and that..." Li Shuaibao quipped.

Sushan said: "Do you think I am you! What a decent person we are."

I said this, but I had already started thinking about it: Should I rent a foreign model to support myself when I go back to China?

However, when he thought of giving money to foreign models, he instantly gave up this idea. There were too many Muyang dogs waiting to pay for them in China. Why do they do this? We have to load coins invisibly.

After packing up his things, Li Shuai drove Sushan to the airport, and Donna was at home to watch the door.

After arriving at the airport, I flew directly to Los Angeles on Sushan. After arriving in Los Angeles, I went to Jia’s horse house to take a look. I stayed there for a day, and then took a plane from Los Angeles to cross the Pacific Ocean and landed steadily at Oriental Pearl Airport.

After getting off the plane and leaving the pass, Sushan walked out and saw a middle-aged man wearing a suit, as thin as a monkey, holding a sign with the words: Mr. Sushan! There is also a small bracket behind him (from Kentucky).

"Hello!"

Sushan came over.

"Hello, Mr. Sushan, I'm giving you something."

The man didn't say much. After saying a few words, he took Sushan to the parking lot. He first gave Sushan a card, and then lifted the back box of the Da Benche, and six red boxes were quietly lying inside.

Bang!

Su Shan took out a snakeskin pocket from the bag he was carrying, shook it violently, reached out to put the wine box into the bag, and the driver who was holding the back box with one hand was stunned.

Originally, the driver was a little contemptuous when he saw Sushan's dress. There were people among them who watched the dishes, like Sushan. The driver thought that some poor relative from the boss's house came to play Qiufeng. He looked down on such relatives from the bottom of his heart.

This is not because he thinks that others are poor, but because he thinks that such a poor currency is so good, and he has a rich relative, why doesn’t he have such a relative to suck blood?

But Sushan's snakeskin pocket trembled, and the calm expression on his face suddenly shocked the driver. The knowledgeable driver could feel that the guy in front of him who looked like a passerby would definitely be able to buy such wine.

It is not to say that you can afford to buy a net worth. People who can afford to buy a net worth 50,000 or 60,000 yuan per bottle of wine during the poor period are like crucian carp, but there are not many people who usually have nothing to do with two people. Who would be willing to buy a net worth more than 50,000 yuan of wine and drink it at home and play with it?

The driver was really wrong about this, and Sushan couldn't bear to leave it alone. This wine was exchanged for the wine of the ancient dafather. Li Shuai's bag was willing to change it, so why didn't he change it?

Besides, as Li Shuaibao said, people in his hometown thought they had some coin size and would definitely know Louis XIII. He brought it back to pack the coins. He brought the kind of wine that can be bought by the ancient rich man. What kind of coins can be packed? Apart from the few rich people who specialize in buying red wine in China, who knows the wine from an American winery decades ago?

Think about it, how can I put this coin in the wine that I can’t even find on the domestic website? Then, if I put the coin in it, it will be useless to put it in!

A snakeskin pocket filled six boxes in it. Sushan grabbed the pocket with one hand and the plastic rope with the other hand and began to tick the mouth.

At this time, the driver was still standing there with one hand holding the back compartment, stunned.

"I'm fine, thank you!"

Sushan shook his snakeskin pocket to his shoulders, and raised his back and walked towards the exit with a meteor. When the driver reacted and asked the boss who came to him to say he wanted to send Sushan for a ride, Sushan had disappeared from the crowd at the exit passage.

Walking up the elevator from the passage, Sushan can occasionally gain one or two disgusting gazes. Some white-collar workers or petty bourgeoisie in Dayandu have maintained a certain distance when they see Sushan, for fear of being infected by the "poverty" energy in Sushan.

No one expected that the snakeskin behind Sushan had carried about 300,000 yuan in his pocket.

I was about to take the subway, but Sushan found that people were not allowed to enter because they were carrying things. Sushan said it was wine, and they said it was wine that they would not allow you to enter. In the end, Sushan had no choice, so he simply decided to take a taxi and go straight to his hometown.

"Driver, will you go to Shihua Market?"

After leaving the subway entrance, Sushan saw a taxi parked on the side of the road, so he leaned over and asked.

The driver looked up at Sushan: "Don't joke!"

"I didn't joke with you, will I go to Shihua Market?" Sushan said seriously.

"Which Shihua Market is from Jiangbei?" The driver looked at Sushan again.

"Well, will you go? If you don't go, I will ask someone else," Sushan Road.

"Can you pay for the money by meter?" The driver wanted to make money, but he was also careful enough. Nowadays, drivers in this society are not safe. One is because they are afraid of not giving money, and the other is because they are afraid of encountering those who are seeking their lives.

"How much?" Sushan asked.

"There is at least more than one thousand yuan, and there is also the empty driving fee for the return journey!..." the driver calculated.

Sushan said: "Then wait!"

Just now, Sushan saw an ATM next to him. He walked over and inserted the card and threw it in. He entered the password agreed upon by Li Shuaibao, and directly withdrew 3,000 yuan and held it in his hand.

With the money in hand, the driver immediately changed his face and got out of the car diligently and hurriedly opened the car door. When Su Shan got in, he reached out to help stop the roof of the car.
Chapter completed!