My Ranch

Chapter 97: Louis and John

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"Didi!" As a car horn sounded, Jiang Hai saw Philemon in the distance quickly running out of the villa, riding a car, and headed to the entrance of the manor. After a while, he Driving an all-terrain vehicle, a Toyota Camry slowly drove in from the entrance of the manor.

Seeing this, Jiang Hai was the owner of this place after all, so he, Robbins and others temporarily put down their work and walked out.

"Just park here!" He directed the car to park in Jiang Hai's parking lot. If Philemon's mouth wasn't blocked by his ears, it would probably be cracked. Needless to say, it goes without saying that there are people sitting in this car. Yes, they must be his children.

I haven't seen them for a year, and it's impossible to say that I don't want to, even if Philemon is a talker.

After hearing Philemon's words, the car here also stopped in the parking space over there, and then four people got out of it.

There were two men and two women, both black. The black man who got off the cab was slightly older. It was actually difficult for Jiang Hai to judge the age of a black man. Unless he was really old, it would be difficult to judge. But this The guy had a beard, he must be older, and he was wearing a close-fitting down jacket. He looked a lot like Philemon, and his white teeth showed when he smiled.

The man who came down from the passenger seat was also a man. He looked younger because he was dressed in a younger style. He looked a bit like the American high school students Jiang Hai had seen before, but he was slightly more mature than them.

It goes without saying that these two people should be Philemon's eldest and youngest sons.

After the back seat was opened, two women came out. One of them looked older and had a bookish air about her, and the other one could tell at a glance that she should be a student.

"Here, let me introduce you to Uncle Robbins, Uncle Burke, and Edward. No introduction is needed. This is Harriman Fells, your father and my current colleague. This is Jiang Hai, my current boss." Seeing the four people coming down with their luggage, Philemon immediately took them to Jiang Hai's villa and introduced to them in turn that in the United States, There is no separate name for uncle, it is the same name as uncle, An Xi.

So they had to call each of the three old men "An She". As for Harriman, they just nodded and that was it. However, when they introduced Jiang Hai, they had to take the initiative to shake hands with him. After all, this was for him. People who worked for their father, and don't forget, they are still standing on Jiang Hai's territory.

"Boss, these are my two sons. The eldest son, Louis Turner, is his girlfriend, Javier Anthony, who is also a teacher at their school. This is my younger son, John Turner. This is It's his girlfriend, Feiz-Shelley." While shaking hands, Philemon here was also introducing Jiang Hai to Jiang Hai about his son and his future daughter-in-law.

"Hello, you don't need to be formal here. Your parents and I are like family members, so there is no need to see outsiders. Just treat this place as your own home. If possible, stay here for a few more days. Your parents will also have some time. I didn’t see you.” After hearing Philemon’s words, Jiang Hai spoke to the two of them in a slightly weird but fluent spoken language.

Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the people here naturally nodded happily, because it was still winter vacation time.

Both of them work and go to school, so compared to other jobs, they have more time to rest.

Originally they felt that if it was more troublesome, they would stay until January 2nd and leave after the New Year, but it seemed that Jiang Hai was really hospitable and they were willing to stay in this large manor for a few more days.

Especially John Turner's little girlfriend. After getting out of the car, her eyes felt a little unsatisfied. It was obvious that she was very curious about this manor. After a simple greeting, everyone started talking. They were separated.

On Christmas Eve, people from the American Empire don’t have the habit of checking in, unless like Jiang Hai and others, they are all single,

They each walked into their own rooms. Philemon's small villa was naturally not comparable to Jiang Hai's villa, but to Louis Turner and John Turner, it looked very good here.

At least it is better than where they live. John Turner still lives in the school dormitory, and Louis Turner did not buy a house, but rented an apartment in the city center not far from the school, and he Live there with my girlfriend.

They will have to struggle for at least a few years before they can afford to live in such a small villa, whether they rent or buy it.

So they still agree with this place. At least this villa is not like an ordinary worker's house.

Both the decoration and the layout inside make people feel very warm, more like a home than a temporary residence.

In fact, in terms of actual square meters, the room Jiang Hai gave Philemon and his friends lived in was not at all smaller than those lived by rich people in the suburbs.

Regardless of whether the workers' houses were built just because of their wealth or for some other reason, it is Jiang Hai and his employees who are benefiting now.

"Dad, it seems that your boss is not very old!" After entering the room, several people said hello to Mrs. Philemon, and the two girls went into the kitchen to help. Of course, the most important thing was to He meant something, expressed his attitude, etc. As for the man, he took off his coat and sat on the sofa in the living room. As soon as he sat down, Louis Turner curiously asked Philemon.

"Yeah, I'm not old, not even thirty yet, maybe twenty-six or seventeen, a few years younger than you, Louis." After hearing what his eldest son said, he took out three items from the refrigerator. Hall beer, Philemon said to him.

"That's true. Then where did he get the money to buy such a large estate?" Taking the beer from Philemon's hand, Louis asked curiously. It's impossible not to be curious. They are all about the same age. Why is it that when he only earns a few thousand dollars a month, the other party already has a manor worth hundreds of millions? It is impossible to say that he is completely balanced in his heart.

"I don't know for sure, but he doesn't seem to be a Chinese official or businessman. He once said that his parents had all passed away a year ago. It doesn't look like his parents were sick. Help." Shrugging, Philemon said with a smile after handing his youngest son a beer.

Hearing his father's words, Louis frowned. Jiang Hai's unknown money and identity made him a little concerned.

Compared to others, Louis believes in one sentence more. There is no love without reason in this world, and there is no hatred without reason. Now Jiang Hai is really good to his parents. He doesn't believe that he has no love at all. purpose.

So now he is thinking, what is the purpose of this Jiang Hai, what is he going to do, how does he get his money, whether he comes in black or in vain, etc., he has to admit that sometimes people are So affectionate.

There is a kind of persecutory delusion. When others treat him too well, he feels that something is wrong and treats him badly. Is this what he should do

"Don't worry about those things, brother. This guy should be a good person. Do you want to believe in your parents' opinions?" Knowing his brother's character well, John Turner couldn't help but patted his shoulder and drank. Beer, he said with a smile.

"I hope I'm overthinking it!" Hearing his brother's words, Louis Turner here also laughed at himself. Sometimes people's hearts are too dark and it's not good. It's because of his dark heart, so He just quit a lot of jobs, and would rather stay in a high school as an assistant coach of the basketball team than make more money, because he has no sense of security.

"Of course you are overly concerned. Although I don't know where the boss's money comes from, I am very sure that the boss is a good person, an out-and-out good person, and there is no problem with his identity. ." After all, even the lawyer has met him, so what should Philemon have to worry about, and in his opinion, Jiang Hai is as trustworthy as his nephew.

After patting his eldest son on the shoulder, Philemon summarized what he said, and then called his two sons to decorate the Christmas tree together. As for Jiang Hai's villa, Jiang Hai didn't know at this time. Meng's eldest son is having doubts about his 'purpose'. In fact, needless to say, Jiang Hai also feels that his purpose is a bit impure because he doesn't know what he wants to do.

But compared to his purpose, the decoration on their side was much faster. After all, they were a group of gentlemen, and they were not so particular about what they did. The decoration speed was not slow. The Christmas tree had been erected a long time ago. Okay, there are all kinds of toys and lanterns hanging on it, which looks like a show atmosphere. As for the food, everyone has almost prepared it.

Roast turkey, the very big one Jiang Hai bought that day was going to be saved for tomorrow. What he ate today was the one he hunted in the forest that day. Apart from the roasted turkey, the rest were ordinary ones. Dishes, roast beef, roast lamb chops, grilled fish, grilled shrimp, and the ever-changing cheddar soup, plus some polenta.

After all, Christmas Eve is just an extension of Christmas, so what we eat today is not particularly sumptuous.

I have to wait for tomorrow, the official day, to eat particularly richly, but even so, I actually made a lot today.

Compared to the Philemon family, Jiang Hai and the others are far inferior. After all, no one here is religious.

After the things were done, they started eating at two o'clock in the afternoon. During this time, Philemon came over and brought the gingerbread men made by his wife. They were actually biscuits. Of course, it was inevitable. was given a drink.

A few grown men were eating and drinking, and naturally they were quite noisy. Before they knew it, the meal lasted until about ten o'clock in the evening, and then everyone dispersed, but before they dispersed, they had to Jiang Hai's house was tidied up, as they had agreed.

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