Suddenly, the sound of a car's motor came from the Zhulin Mountain Road.

Song Wen heard the voice and looked over.

After a while, a small car was transferred out of the bamboo forest, followed by a military cargo card carrying a container. It seemed that Zeng Xinyong had arrived, so he walked over.

Zeng Xinyong got out of the car and directed the truck to park. When he saw Song Wen coming, he asked, "Awen, do I want someone to come and unload the things inside for you?"

"No."

Song Wen shook his head. He didn't want others to know about this. "Can you ask the driver to put the container here first and come here to take it away tomorrow."

"It should be OK, I'll ask you for a while." As he said that, Zeng Xinyong turned around and asked the driver who was driving. The driver was a soldier in military uniform. It seemed that he was sent by Lin Jie.

After a while, Zeng Xinyong came back and said that there was no problem, but Song Wen was responsible for the driver's food and accommodation. Song Wen said that there was no problem and would take him to the village to stay later. He could have kept the driver at home, but when there was no one, he would have to put the things in the container into the Ruyi fan, which would be too shocking to see, so it would be better to be careful.

It was already noon, and Song Wen didn't cook, so he simply closed the door of the yard, got into Zeng Xinyong's car with the driver, and went to the restaurant below for dinner. After dinner, he booked a room in the hotel in the village for the driver to stay, and stuffed him another thousand yuan, so that he could do whatever he wanted, but remember to come and pick up the car tomorrow.

The driver refused, but couldn't resist Song Wen, so he had to accept it. Seeing that he had collected the money, Song Wen and Zeng Xinyong took a bus back to the mountain.

When they returned to the mountain, they sat in the lobby of the house to make tea.

The hot water rolled, soaring into the sky, like the drifting clouds and smoke.

The fragrance of tea lingers like a gentle girl, pouring into her heart.

After making some tea, Song Wen asked Zeng Xinrong: "Credit. Does your friend who sells fruit seedlings sell cherries, mulberry trees and willow trees?"

"Do you want to buy it?" Zeng Xinyong asked.

"Well, I plan to buy some to plant by the lake, otherwise it will be summer.-oshuoyd - the weather is so hot that there is something to cover the place, and it is not comfortable to fish."

"I'll ask for you." As he said that, Zeng Xinyong picked up the phone and was about to call.

Song Wen looked at it and said quickly: "You need a big tree, the bigger the better, don't have small saplings."

“This is a bit difficult.”

Zeng Xinyong heard this and said in embarrassment: "My friend sells seedlings, and probably there is no big tree you want. I'll ask you first. If not, I still have a few old cherry trees, mulberry trees and willow trees on my side, which I can dig for you. But now the mulberry trees and old cherry trees have already bear fruit, so I'll probably lose fruit when I dig them up and plant them."

Suddenly, Zeng Xinyong thought of Song Wen's method of controlling the tree. He found that he seemed to be a little extra, so he stopped talking and picked up the phone and started calling.

After asking his friend, he asked Song Wen again: "How many of those trees do you want?"

Song Wen thought for a while and said, "About a dozen of them!"

"There are not so many on his side. There are only about five or six trees. They are specially kept for the sample for the people who buy fruit seedlings to see. If you want it, you can sell it to you, but the price will be a little more expensive."

"The price is not a problem, but there are too few five or six trees. Please ask him to ask me if anyone else has these trees."

"No need for him, I'll ask you, I have a friend who makes garden flowers and has many old trees in his hand. However, the trees he sells will be a little more expensive, but the shape of the trees will be more beautiful."

"The price is easy to negotiate, as long as you have it, you can't just plant a few trees by the lake! It's so bad."

Finally, with Zeng Xinyong's help, including a few cherries, mulberry trees and willow trees in his own home, he finally collected enough of Song Wen's request. However, Song Wen also spent a lot of money on this, but with the large amount of money sold cowhead sandalwood in his hand, Song Wen was rich and generous.

It takes some time to dig a tree and it will take you to deliver it tomorrow afternoon. Song Wen has no objection to this.

The two of them made tea for a while, and Zeng Xinyong took Song Wen outside and said mysteriously that they wanted to take him to see good things.

Song Wen felt curious. What good things could be found in his family were just some broken trees and were not here. However, seeing his mysterious appearance, he had to follow him.

Zeng Xinyong took Song Wen to the back of the container, then walked up to open the back door of the container, and a strong smell of blood suddenly floated out of the container.

Song Wen thought that the Amazon jungle python and African elephants were just installed inside. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he suddenly found two cool four-wheeled motorcycles, one black and one red, were parked inside.

The black four-wheeled motorcycle has a bright black body, and a golden flame-shaped pattern is sprayed in the middle of the front, which looks cool and wild; while the red four-wheeled motorcycle is sprayed with a bright color like a red Ferrari sports car, which looks both feminine and feminine. There is also a golden flame-shaped pattern in the front, which looks very cool.

"Who's the car?" Song Wen asked curiously.

"Of course it's yours." Zeng Xinyong said with a smile.

"mine?"

Such a cool and wild four-wheeled motorcycle was actually his? Song Wen pointed at him and asked in disbelief.

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy a four-wheeled motorcycle last time? I asked Boss Lin, and who knew he ordered two directly from the factory. These are military products. Look at this, this, pure steel, real materials. Come on, let's drive down and see how it is. I haven't even boarded it." As he said that, Zeng Xinyong took the first step to ride the black four-wheeled motorcycle and drove it.

When the driver left, he had already put down the inclined plate behind the container so that the workers who were carrying things could leave. Now his motorcycle throttle One Plus suddenly opened. When he drove to the ground, he urged the accelerator, and the four-wheeled motorcycle rushed to the bamboo forest with a bang, and suddenly disappeared.

The sound of the four-wheeled motorcycle was heard in my ears, and it sounded very menstruating, making people feel excited.

Song Wen was so excited that he got into the car, got on the remaining red four-wheeled motorcycle, and drove down. He didn't even look at the Amazon jungle python and the African elephant in the car.

But after getting off the car, he was afraid that someone would come and see what was inside the car, so he turned around and closed the car door. When closing the door, he glanced at it and found that the Amazon jungle python and the African elephant inside the car were covered with scars. It seemed that the two guys were fighting fiercely. After a closer look, he found that the tusks on the elephant were not sawed off. The tusks were more than one meter long and were stained with some bright red blood, with a sharp look. Unfortunately, the owner was dead, and it was useless no matter what.

Zeng Xinyong rode a black quad bike and ran back after a while. He stopped in front of Song Wen and couldn't help but pat the car and praised: "It's worthy of being a military product, it's indeed excellent."

Song Wen nodded in agreement. After riding from above, he took a special look. The shells were indeed pure steel. Unlike the ones sold outside, they were all plastic shells and would break any time they touched.

"You don't know! This car uses a six-cylinder 1.6-liter power, which runs faster than a car. In the future, if you encounter a traffic policeman on the road, just urge the accelerator to ensure that they can't chase you, and they can only eat dust behind your butt." Zeng Xinyong said again.

"I'm not that kind of person. Besides, I just ride on our side and I won't be able to get on the road." Song Wen said.

As he said that, he thought of what Zeng Xinyong said about six-cylinders. He knew about two-cylinders and four-cylinder motorcycles, but he had never heard of six-cylinder motorcycles. He had to admire the minds of people nowadays. He really could think of everything.

But it's good, and the price is probably expensive. Thinking of it, Song Wen felt a slight pain in his heart. He just spent a lot of money to buy a tree, and now he has a jungle python and an African elephant, and these two such good four-wheeled motorcycles. I don't know how much it will cost. Although he has money now, it still hurts a little if you spend it like this.

"How much does these cost in total?" Song Wen asked.

"Boss Lin said he didn't need money, he gave it to you." Zeng Xinrong said.

"No! These things are worth a lot of money." Song Wen didn't believe that there are people in this world who are so kind.

"I don't know, anyway, Boss Lin said that. If you don't believe me, please ask him to go."

After hearing this, Song Wen took out the phone and started calling. After asking, he found out that it was really for him. Lin Feng also said that if he wanted animals, he would send someone to send them to him and let him go and play with him when he had time.

After making the phone call, Song Wen became stupid. It turned out that there were such kind-hearted people in this world, which was indeed strange.

But he didn't know that after Lin Feng bought his cowhead sandalwood tree dug out from the beach, he sold it for a lot of money and obtained some political capital, which laid the groundwork for his elder brother to take over the Southeast in the future. It was also true that he felt a little guilty when he thought of taking the cowhead sandalwood from Song Wen for only 50 million. In addition, when Song Wen went to treat the small-leaf sandalwood last time, he did not give him the cost of treating the small-leaf sandalwood. So when he heard that Song Wen wanted animals and four-wheeled motorcycles, he specially customized two of them and sent them to him with the animals, which was to make up for his guilt.

Originally, these were nothing but trivial matters, but people at his level no longer took money seriously. If they had face, they needed credit. Besides, he might have something to ask Song Wen for help in the future. Now these are considered emotional investments.

Song Wen was stunned for a while before recovering. After thinking about it, he didn't know why Lin Feng gave him something.

When it comes to friendship, it can only be said to be a ghost. He and he met on the island for the first time, and had a good friendship. After thinking for a long time, they couldn't think of it, so they simply stopped thinking about it. He was willing to give it away, but he was happy to accept it, but it didn't cost any money anyway.

I feel much more relaxed when I let go of those messy thoughts.

He rode a motorcycle and drove over the stream, and drilled into the bamboo forest opposite. Zeng Xinyong didn't know that there was a big stone under the stream, so he could drive over. At this time, he saw Song Wen driving over the stream, and immediately followed.

The two of them rode a quad bike and played wildly in the bamboo forest until the sun set. They didn't return home happily. (Welcome, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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