My Manor

"Livestock Exhibition? Carlett Company?" Hearing the other party's words, Jiang Hai searched his mind.

Then he lightly slapped his hands together. Seeing Jiang Hai's expression, the people here laughed. It seemed that he had remembered.

"Do you know who I am?" Thinking of this, the man looked down at Jiang Hai and said condescendingly.

"I don't know. I have no impression at all. If you have nothing to do, please let me go. I still have dinner with my friends." Shaking his head, Jiang Hai stared at his face and said seriously.

"I don't know why you're clenching your fist. You... forget it... You are so cruel! But it doesn't matter. If it weren't for our company, I want to see how you could sell your 20,000 cows!" Hearing Jiang Hai's response, the man nearly went berserk. People like him are extremely self-centered. Jiang Hai's words of ignoring him seemed to upset him more than if Jiang Hai had stood up and slapped him twice. But considering the other party's identity, he knew it wasn't wise to confront Jiang Hai head-on.

Although in his eyes, Jiang Hai was just a nouveau riche, a country bumpkin, this country bumpkin had something that could control everything in the United States — the U.S. dollar. As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials, and in the United States, ordinary people don't fight with the rich.

Though he himself had some assets, he was still far from being able to challenge a rich man like Jiang Hai.

It wasn't a wise choice to confront him directly, so he took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and then threw a harsh word before walking off. The people behind him didn't know what had happened between him and Jiang Hai, but they weren't stupid. At this point, staying silent was the best option. They simply watched the scene unfold.

"What does my cow have to do with you? Psycho." Hearing the other party's words, Jiang Hai naturally wasn't someone to back down. He spoke directly. Hearing Jiang Hai's words, the man's body shook, but he didn't say anything else and walked out of the restaurant.

"You have a grudge with the Carlett Company?" After these people left, Cindy Clive looked at Jiang Hai in surprise.

"Well, I think so. I raised some cattle. One day, they wanted to come to my farm and take a cow. I naturally didn't want that, and there was a little conflict..." Seeing that Cindy Clive was quite curious about this matter, Jiang Hai slowly began to explain, briefly recounting the situation that day.

"Then you may really have some trouble..." After hearing Jiang Hai's words, Cindy Clive frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?" After hearing Cindy Clive's words, Jiang Hai looked at her, wondering if she also knew about this company.

"Didn't your subordinates stop you from clashing with them at the beginning?" Cindy Clive didn't directly answer Jiang Hai's question but instead asked another. Hearing this, Jiang Hai thought back, and it seemed like Robbins had indeed tried to persuade him.

"That's right. Although our family doesn't raise cattle, my father is a Western chef. Whether it's French, Italian, or even British cuisine, steak is very important, so when I was a child, I often went to Western restaurants and heard about this matter to some extent." Seeing Jiang Hai nod, Cindy Clive continued.

"This Carlett Company is the largest beef broker in the states around us. They don't produce cattle themselves, but only buy cattle from ranchers, paying them the beef price. They then sell the cattle to Western restaurants and supermarkets, profiting from the price difference. What they have is an extremely large business network and connections. Western restaurants in small towns have always used their beef." Looking at Jiang Hai, Cindy Clive was also explaining this massive company.

"To put it bluntly, they're just a middleman. At worst, I can just sell my beef directly when the time comes." Jiang Hai had already checked out the situation of the Carlett Company and knew they were the largest beef broker around, but as Jiang Hai mentioned, he was confident in his cattle and didn't need to go through this company to sell them.

"You still don't understand. If you go directly to sell these beef cattle, whether the boss will lower the price is another matter. If the beef cattle are in the same condition, the bosses will definitely be willing to do this company a favor. After all, they have signed exclusive sales agreements. Secondly, who knows if your beef cattle have any problems? Let alone national inspection — this thing is randomly checked and not very reliable. Compared with some large companies, independent producers like you have a higher probability of problems. If there is a problem and you don't admit it, they will have to bear the cost, which they absolutely don't want to see. So, no matter what the reason is, you are against this company, and you've already lost half the battle." Sighing, Cindy Clive made it clear she wanted to help Jiang Hai.

She wasn't just talking to talk. Otherwise, discussing serious matters with someone like him would hurt their relationship. It was clear Jiang Hai didn't understand these things fully.

"Oh, don't worry, I've considered what you said. Come to my place tonight and taste my beef. Then you can make a final conclusion." Hearing Cindy Clive's words, Jiang Hai was a bit confused. If it were really as she said, it would be difficult for him to sell his 20,000 cows. After all, business is business, and he didn't have any connections.

If his beef cattle were really like others, it would be easy for him to lose the 20,000 cows.

But when he thought about it, were the cattle he raised the same as those raised by others? Just based on their unique marble patterns, they were completely different. Not to mention that Jiang Hai believed the grass he planted with his own blood had a special effect on the cattle.

Even without the marble pattern, the taste would definitely not be worse than ordinary marbled beef.

But without evidence, Jiang Hai felt it would be better to let Cindy Clive taste it herself for comparison.

In fact, the people most worried about the fate of those cows, besides Jiang Hai, were Robbins and others.

After all, they had said with confidence they would raise a batch of good cattle for Jiang Hai.

When Jiang Hai had just fallen out with Carlett Company, they were worried too, but after slaughtering two cows, their worries disappeared. They believed that even with the current cattle, as long as they participated in a national exhibition, they would instantly gain fame. Twenty thousand cattle? Ha, they just hoped there would be enough demand!

"Okay!" Although she was still a little hesitant, Cindy Clive hadn't known Jiang Hai for long, so she didn't want to say much. However, she believed Jiang Hai wasn't blindly arrogant.

After a few encounters, she had figured out his character, and the reason he was so confident now must be that he had something special, so she decided to taste Jiang Hai's beef in the evening before making a final judgment.

After this incident, Jiang Hai's refusal to eat oysters was forgotten. After Cindy finished eating everything, Jiang Hai also went to pay for the meal. He was from Bingcheng, and people in Bingcheng had a bit of a chauvinistic streak. He also had this habit. If he went out to eat with a girl, he would feel a little unhappy if he didn't pay for it himself. What's more, Cindy was his guide today. He had never heard of a guide treating a girl to a meal. Breakfast was an apology, so lunch had to be paid for by him.

After paying the bill, the two walked out of the restaurant and then headed to the parking lot. They had agreed to visit the university here this afternoon, and the university clusters here were naturally Cambridge and Newton.

Although these two places technically belonged to Boston, they were part of the Boston metropolitan area.

If they were independent, they would have their own government agencies, just like Winthrop, which was its own county-level area.

It was a little far from where Jiang Hai and his friends had dinner. After getting in the car, Jiang Hai started the engine and drove toward Cambridge, where they planned to visit Harvard University first.

Jiang Hai was actually quite familiar with Harvard University. There are three major colleges in the world: Harvard (Harbin Buddhist College), Oxford (Niu Lanshan School of Economics), and Stanford (Slovak Tank Corps Fashion Design College).

Just kidding, Jiang Hai actually had no interest in Harvard. After all, he had gone to a fake college, so he had no real attachment to college, studying, or academic excellence.

But as Cindy Clive said, when you arrive at a place, of course, you should see the landmark buildings and learn about the history. This way, you can say you've really been there, not to mention Jiang Hai was settling here.

So, Jiang Hai didn't refuse. Whether he liked it or not, it was right to go and have a look.

However, when driving to Harvard, not far from Boston, he saw a huge square. There were many pickup trucks parked, and on them, there were large livestock like cows, sheep, and horses. Since Jiang Hai raised cattle, he couldn't help but take a second look as he passed by.

When he saw the string of English words "Massachusetts Livestock Show" hanging at the main entrance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Massachusetts Livestock Show... I think I know it!" Looking at the sign, Jiang Hai muttered softly.

He remembered that after he fell out with Carlett Company, he asked his cowboys if there were any cattle or sheep shows coming up. They seemed to say there were two shows, one in Massachusetts and another in the East. Since he was confident in his cattle, Jiang Hai directly booked to participate in the East show.

But Jiang Hai remembered that the Massachusetts one was supposed to be in January, shortly after the Chinese New Year. It seemed like the show being held now was the Massachusetts Livestock Exhibition.

"Interested? Let's go and have a look together!" Seeing that Jiang Hai was still looking outside, Cindy's voice came over.