Chapter 204 Checking and Getting Off the Plane

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"Zhen, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning... Please, tomorrow is Sunday... I knew it, well, see you tomorrow, I'll come to you. ** **" Sampson spoke in a anxious tone.

"I see. See you tomorrow, Sampson."

Early the next morning, when Zhen Fan was still eating breakfast, he heard someone outside the house calling his name loudly: "Zhen, Zhen, it's me, Sampson." Then he heard a knock on the door.

"Chinese-style noodles smell good!" Sampson walked to the table and saw the noodles Zhen Fan was eating, and sniffed vigorously. "I like noodles, whether they are Chinese or Italian."

"Well, I could have saved it until tomorrow, but now it doesn't seem to work!" Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled at Sampson, then walked to the kitchen, mixed the remaining noodles, brought them out, and put them on the In front of Sampson, "Try the Chinese mixed sauce noodles. The taste is quite good."

"Thank you, Zhen, you are such a nice person!" Sampson laughed, waving the fork that Zhen Fan gave him, "It tastes good, a little weird, but... really good. Mixed sauce noodles? I remember Stay here, and order Chinese food in the future, just order this!"

After Zhen Fan finished eating, he called Cranston and explained the location and time. After Sampson finished eating and cleaning up, Zhen Fan went out with him.

"Do you want to drive my car?" Sampson watched Zhen Fan walking towards his garage, pointing to the Mercedes SUV parked in front of Zhen Fan's lawn.

"You really know how to enjoy!" As soon as Zhen Fan got into the car, he felt a different feeling, very comfortable and very technological.

"1.3 million dollars, custom-made!" Sampson was a little proud, but seeing Zhen Fan's displeased eyes, he quickly smiled, "Zhen, if you want, I can order one for you. It’s P, and it’s a good deal.”

"Forget it!" Zhen Fan didn't talk nonsense, and urged Sampson to drive quickly.

The vineyards of Cranston are about twenty miles away in the country, where there are large tracts of grape-growing estates. According to Cranston's address, after Zhen Fan and the others walked through several vineyards, they stopped in front of a very quaint house, which was the residence of Cranston's vineyard.

"It's great to meet you!" Cranston was waiting in front of the house. When he saw Zhen Fan, he went up to meet him. The two hugged and then hugged Sampson again, "Nice to meet you, Sampson Mr. Sen?"

"Yes, Mr. Cranston."

"I heard Zhen mention you, he said you are very shrewd and a good wine merchant!" Cranston invited Zhen Fan and Sampson into the house, and followed behind.

"Sit here!" Cranston led them to sit in the living room of the house. Although the house is relatively simple, it has an idyllic flavor. Zhen Fan looked around and was amazed.

"I think this is what I want!" Zhen Fan nodded.

"Coffee?" Cranston brought two cups of coffee, one to Zhen Fan and one to Sampson.

"Of course, but... if we take a look at the vineyard or the wine cellar first, it might make me enjoy this wonderful moment more!" Sampson couldn't hold back.

"What do you mean?" Cranston looked at Zhen Fan.

"Of course, I have no problem. Sampson must have more experience than me in this matter!" Zhen Fan smiled.

"Well, since this is the case, let's go to the vineyard to have a look, you can also choose to take my helicopter, private, this will be a wonderful air travel!"

"If that's the case, of course it's best!" Sampson nodded quickly.

"Come here, guys, let you see my beautiful baby!" Cranston looked very happy as soon as he lifted the helicopter, shaking his head towards this and Sampson, "Come out, I will show you That beautiful girl."

"Girls don't fly us!" said Sampson, following Cranston out and around the back of the house, where there was a landing pad where a White and Blue helicopter was parked, Very beautiful shape.

"Very beautiful!" Zhen Fan couldn't help whistling.

"I like it very much, and I will own it too, buddy!" Sampson's eyes were red at that time, and then he swore to Zhen Fan, "I will have such a guy soon. I promise!"

"Of course, you're going to have everything here, and a beautiful girl like this!" Cranston clapped his hands and said loudly, "Okay, guys, let's get on the plane so we can overlook my The whole vineyard, the soil here will produce the purest wine!"

"I can't wait to get into this girl!" Sampson really couldn't wait, and was the first to get into the helicopter and sit behind the cab.

"That's right, sometimes I feel like I'm in this girl's arms!" Cranston laughed, opened the door of the cab, and got in.

"Come on, Zhen, we are going to start air travel!" Sampson waved at Zhen Fan and shouted loudly. At this time, Cranston also launched the helicopter, the propellers began to declare war, and the engine made a huge roar.

Zhen Fan was about to step on the plane, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. It came from a kind of prediction. He pinched his fingers suddenly, his face changed slightly, and he stopped.

"Come down, come down!" Zhen Fan yelled at Sampson, and kept waving.

"What?" Sampson couldn't hear Zhen Fan's voice, the engine was too loud.

"Come here, hurry up, stop this damn plane!" Zhen Fan shouted and lost his patience, rushed to the side of the cockpit, and yelled loudly at Cranston.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop!" Cranston finally heard Zhen Fan's shout, and stopped the helicopter, "Man, this is the first time I started the plane and it didn't fly."

"Oh, brother, you ruined my wonderful air trip." Sampson jumped out of the plane reluctantly and walked towards Zhen Fan, but he was not as frustrated as Cranston showed.

The loud roar of the plane gradually subsided.

Cranston opened his hands to Zhen Fan and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Don't worry, I did the same thing when I was flying an airplane for the first time, even worse than you, I peed my pants."

"Aha!" Sampson laughed. "I'm not much better, but at least I don't pee my pants."

"I was a year old though, and I fucking pissed in my mom's pants." Cranston laughed at Sampson, a little smug at having teased Sampson.

"When you were one year old? This story must be as old as this manor!" Sampson replied not to be outdone, "Yes, it must be so."

"Stop being so talkative, Sampson, we have to see the vineyard!" Zhen Fan said to Sampson, then walked up to Cranston and shook his head, "I don't know why, but I think, you Better get someone to check the helicopter, maybe you'll know why I let you down."

"Is there anything wrong with this plane? It's only been a year!" Cranston raised his hands and said loudly, "What's wrong with this plane?" He repeated.

"Maybe I'm suspicious." Zhen Fan raised his hand, "Is this your agricultural vehicle? Why don't we take this? I like this kind of car, it always brings surprises." Zhen Fan pointed to the vineyard and stopped It is a small agricultural vehicle, which is a multi-purpose vehicle used to mow grass or transport grapes in the vineyard. It is small and can shuttle through the vineyard calmly.

"Well, I have nothing to say! My hope has fallen from the sky to the ground." Sampson looked at Zhen Fan and added, "I'm just kidding."

"Well, since you insist, let's drive this strange thing and visit the vineyards. It may be a wonderful experience. But...you will get used to this way sooner or later!" Cranston shrugged Shrugged, then walked over to the car, impressed.

It has to be said that Cranston takes good care of his vineyard. Although Zhen Fan is not very good at growing grapes, he still has eyesight. Sampson knew a little bit about the doorway, and he was full of praise.

"Okay, Cranston, I think we have enough!" Zhen Fan signaled Cranston to stop the car, "We are very satisfied, and the area you planted is not too small, I am quite satisfied!"

"So...Mr. Sampson..." Cranston looked at Sampson.

"I am also very satisfied, but I still have to invite professional appraisers. They will be here tomorrow. They are experts from ASFMRA (American Society of Farm Managers and Rural Appraisers)." Sampson verbally said he was satisfied, but He still wants the best price.

"Oh, I hate ASFMRA and even ASA (American Society of Appraisers)." Cranston shook his head deliberately, sighed, and then laughed again. "I'm just kidding."

"Don't drag me down tomorrow, we've finished talking, I'll come again!" Zhen Fan shook his head with a smile.

"Okay, if that's the case, why don't we try my tortillas and all-natural peanut butter now?" Cranston warmly invited Zhen Fan and Sampson to have lunch here.

"I love tortillas and peanut butter, of course... if you have pancakes or grilled sausage here, it's a perfect lunch party. I'll give away a bottle of H·C·D, know how much it costs" bottle?" Sampson never forgets to sell it wherever he goes.

"Okay, I don't have any complaints about lunch." Zhen Fan waved his hand, "But...Mr. Cranston, I'm still worried about your plane, check that you have nothing to lose!"

"Okay, okay, I hear you!" Cranston nodded, "but it's lunch time, not flight time, guys, are you ready to enjoy it?"

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