Chapter 920 Recognize your position

"Hello, we seemed to have seen each other yesterday."

The woman Shibata came to the dining table with a tray and greeted Nan Yi in Chinese in a generous manner.

Nan Yi was having dinner at the barbecue restaurant yesterday and chatted with the school beauties and the others, and it was probably heard by the woman.

Nan Yi nodded and responded, "Yes, I saw it at the barbecue restaurant yesterday. Are you running a Chinese restaurant here?"

"Yes, it's called Yulangyu, it's open on the 'July 18th Avenue'. I happened to pass by and I could come to visit me. My name is Wu Huanxi."

"My name is Nan Yi. Your name sounds familiar. Wu Huanxi, will the origin of this name be related to Huanxisha, right? Poetry or lyrics?"

Wu Huanxi arranged the dishes and put away the tray. "My dad likes the cipai very much."

"Oh, uncle..." Nan Yi saw Wu Huanxi's age and changed his words: "Then your father must be a cultural person."

"Just just a hobby." Wu Huanxi smiled and said, "My work is over, let's take a step first."

"Okay, go slowly."

Nan Yi watched Wu Huanxi and Tavare say hello and left the villa. When Tavare returns to the dining table, he immediately said, "Tavare, I heard that you Uruguayans have good barbecue skills?"

"Yes, my barbecue skills are very good." Tavare said confidently.

Nan Yi made a gesture of invitation and said, "Please show it."

Tavare made an "OK" position and walked out of the villa and called two ranch workers to help. On the grass outside the ranch, they set up a grill, prepared seasonings, jerky, and lit the fruit wood. Soon the jerky was raised on the grill and smelled the oily aroma.

Nan Yi held a beer and sat on the recliner beside him watching Tavare busy. A Chinese meal instantly turned into a barbecue in front of the yard.

After enjoying the barbecue meal, Tavare took Nanyi to see Angus cattle and went to two other sub-races: the luminescent pasture that mainly breeds Dober sheep, the mixed amethyst pasture, the cattle, sheep, pig, horse, chicken, duck, geese, wheat, sugarcane, rice, beets, and vegetables, all are cultivated and planted.

Amethyst Ranch is based on Montevideo’s vegetable basket as its development goal.

As the sun sets, Tavare and Nanyi are still walking in the sugarcane field that is about to enter the harvest season; the stars are dotted, and the two are still walking between the circles.

...

Fang Mansion.

Zhao Jinshui handed a folder to Liu Zhen, "Madam, the first dividend of the Color Diamond Mine has arrived. Take a look. If there is no problem, please sign it."

Liu Zhen took the document and looked at it, "What is the current valuation of Color Diamond Mine?"

“$5.3 billion.”

"Several years have passed, and only a little value has been added?" Liu Zhen said in surprise.

"Madam, the previous evaluation report of the Color Diamond Mine was made within the Nan family, and there will be an inflated part." Zhao Jinshui explained.

"Oh." Liu Zhen nodded and signed his name in the signature column of the document. "It's useless for me to keep it in my hand. Does Nan Yi have any instructions?"

"Nan Sheng did not make any instructions, but Yiwan International will implement a major plan, and there is a gap in funds. If the wife does not make any arrangements for the funds for the time being, she can consider borrowing 10 million US dollars to Yiwan International."

"Does Nan Yi have no money? Oh, I forgot that he clearly talks about the differences between public and private affairs." Liu Zhen smiled slightly and said, "There is no problem with the loan. How long does it take to borrow, how to calculate the interest, and what guarantee should I use?"

Zhao Jinshui: "Two years, annual interest rate of 8%, and use the company's shares as a guarantee."

Liu Zhen: "The interest rate is too low."

Zhao Jinshui: "Madam, 8% is no less, and you can find a lower interest rate from outside."

"Okay, 8% is OK..." Liu Zhen suddenly saw Nan Wuwei walking out, and immediately shouted loudly: "Stop, where can I go?"

Nan Wuwei stopped and smiled, "Mom, Uncle Zhao, are you talking about it?"

"Stop giving me a smile and benevolent with your father. I'm annoyed when I see you. Stay at home and don't go out."

Nan Wuwei said directly without moving his eyebrows and his eyes were not turning, "I want to go to Master's house."

"You have learned to tell lies, right? Your master is not at home today. I tell you that you either go back to your room or I will smash your butt." The frost on Liu Zhen's face condensed.

After hearing what Liu Zhen said, Nan Wuwei instantly measured the pros and cons. The hero did not suffer the loss in front of him. He lowered his head and stepped upstairs with his legs weakly.

Staring at Nan Wuwei going upstairs, Liu Zhen turned around and said to Zhao Jinshui: "Let's continue."

Nearly ten o'clock, Nan Yi and the others patrolled the Farabella horse's house. Looking at the short Farabella horses, Nan Yi suddenly had a whim, "Tavare, pick seven Farabella with beautiful fur to London. I want to find a pumpkin weighing about a ton and beautiful appearance to build a pumpkin cart for my daughter."

"Boss, do you want to buy two pieces of amethyst to make crystal shoes?" Tavare made the channel.

"No, my daughter can be Cinderella, but she will only live in the first half of the story. She does not need a stepmother or a prince to appear." Nan Yi said, his hand reaching out to the school beauty who was holding the phone.

Holding the phone, Nan Yi rushed to the microphone and said, "Hey, who is the slutty guy calling me?"

Nan Wuwei: "The desolate calf in your family."

Nan Yi smiled knowingly and said, "I'm on Saturday night, and you're on weekend morning. It's impossible that you called me because you miss me. Tell me, what's wrong? Did you get into trouble?"

Nan Wuwei: "The tigress at home is showing off again. If you don't let me go out, please take care of it quickly."

Nan Yi: "What you slander your mother, say once or twice is a joke. If you say too much, it means you are ruthless. If your mother doesn't let you go out, you will just be done with your support."

"It only took one and a half days in a week. There is a new game I haven't passed yet." Nan Wuwei said without hesitation.

Nan Yi: "What new game will you never forget?"

"Well……"

Na Wuwei found out that he had said the wrong thing.

"Say it."

“Electronics base plate.”

"Electronic base disk? Why didn't I listen to this game..." Nan Yi suddenly remembered what kind of game this was, it was just a mahjong game produced in Japan. His face immediately drooped, "Am I too indulging you? Is this a game you can play?"

"Isn't it just a mahjong game, fuss."

"Don't pretend to be garlic for me. If you dare to play this game, I won't stop you next time your mother hits you."

Nan Wuwei on the other side of the phone curled his lips, "I don't have home every day, it seems like you can stop me."

"I haven't finished speaking. In the future, I will not only not stop you, but also encourage your mother to hit you, just like this, okay, good, and beat you to death."

"Dad, didn't you say you want to be my lifelong backer? You broke your promise so quickly? Alas, Duola, Duola, the cold wind freezes me to death. Dad, I have become a cold bird, nowhere to overwinter, nowhere to place my lonely soul."

"If you want to turn into a cold bird, I am a woodpecker. Not only can I treat diseases of trees, but also mice. When you freeze into a lump, I will come to treat you." Nan Yian said happily.

"Hmph, the woodpecker is not a good bird, and the father is not a good father. Last time I wrote all the good things for you, and I went to the podium to read it during class. The whole class knew that I had a good father. I was about to eat and vomit, and I only wrote bad fathers in the future."

"Tell you, I'm not a hard man, and I'll threaten me again, let you try a mixed doubles for men and women."

"You gave birth to a son, not a table tennis ball. I grew up under the red flag, not Zhazidong."

"Wow, one set of each set." Nan Yi laughed, "Okay, have you made an appointment with Zhong Liwen?"

"Um."

"I'll call your mother and let you go out, but remember it for me, and you're not allowed to play with electronics."

"Okay, if you don't play, don't play."

"Wait, I'll call your mother." Nan Yi said, hung up the call with Nan Wuwei, and then called the phone to the living room of Fang Mansion.

Liu Zhen answered the phone and heard it was Nan Yi's voice and said instantly: "Son called you?"

"Um."

"I'm teaching my son, you'd better not interfere." Liu Zhen said coldly.

"Wuwei made an appointment with his classmates, don't let his son break his promise in front of his classmates."

Liu Zhen disagreed, "Why isn't this the one named Zhong Liwen? Your son knows playing when he is with him. It's best not to date such bad classmates."

"I said Liu Zhen, there is no right to speak without investigation. Have you ever had contact with Zhong Liwen? Don't label others at any time. If you say you are bad, it is Wuwei who has ruined Zhong Liwen. Before his parents come to the door, you have turned the tables.

I have come into contact with Zhong Liwen. It’s a good child, but he is just as playful as Wuwei. At the age of nine, it’s normal to be a little playful. I haven’t heard of you before that you stop Wuwei from going out on Sundays. Why did you have a whim today?”

"It's not that I don't let him go out, it's that he wants to tell lies to me, it's either that he goes to grandparents or his master. It's said that at least five times ten times, I've sneaked out to play. If I don't set rules for him, will he still tell the truth?"

Nan Yi said quietly: "It's not good to tell lies, but you won't make big mistakes. Those who like to tell big truths will have a good ending when you meet? Why don't you torture yourself? What you say now, how many truths do you have? It's either lies or nonsense. It's said that a person's lies have been developed since childhood, but is this the truth?"

Liu Zhen: "Don't you just want me to let him go out? Why are you talking nonsense? You are talking about how to teach your son, don't deliberately pull it on me. Besides, when did I lie? My art of language is called the art of language. If you speak too bluntly, you can easily offend people. Don't you know?"

"All right, my son is lies, you are language art, and you are the most double standard in the world. If possible, I really hope that my son can keep talking like this and not learn any language art.

But there is no way. You pioneers have already stirred the water too much. If your son is white, how can he have a place to stand?

If you don’t let him go out and play, I agree. Then you can teach him what the art of language is at home, teach him how to tell lies in a colorful way, and look like a beautiful truth. Don’t offend your mother, and get beaten a few times."

"My surname is Nan, so I don't have a gun and a stick when speaking. What did you tell me before? Son, you know how to teach me, so I'd better not interfere. You should teach me well. If you don't stay at home every day, what have you taught?"

Liu Zhen practiced to the point of being able to master the topic, as if she could grab some private goods in no matter what topic she said.

"Don't complain, this year will be better. On Sunday, let my son go out for fun. It's half past ten, I haven't eaten dinner yet. Let's say that first, I have to go to the chicken coop."

"Go and go and be busy, forget it."

Liu Zhen's words contained complaints, resentment, and a little bit of heartache.

After hanging up the phone, Nanyi followed Tavare to a relatively flat area in the pasture, where about a dozen chicken sheds stood on the grass.

"Boss, it's too late, the chicken has started to sleep."
To be continued...