A family station wagon Volvo 760 turns from the highway and drives along the path.

Brandon felt inexplicably relaxed when he saw this purple lavender belt, animals and green grass, and the same was true for the young female driver.

Most of the snow-covered mountains in the distance melted, revealing brown. Against the blue sky, it looks a little abrupt, with only a little snow left at the top of the mountain, and there is a continuous forest below.

The grass in the pasture grew taller than elsewhere and greener. A pine tree grew alone on the grass. Old Brandon looked at its beautiful figure, as if he knew why his master left it. The Great Falls was surrounded by a factory area and was busy working all day long. He could no longer remember when it made his soul feel comfortable like this.

"Or how old is it? Yes, it was my grandmother's house when I was a child."

"Maybe it's good to buy a ranch after retirement." Brandon thought to himself, the corners of his slightly wrinkled mouth raised slightly, and his vision could not leave the window. This is a scene that only exists in landscape paintings.

As the vehicle advanced, a wooden house appeared in front of Brandon.

On the lawn in front of the door, the boy was sitting on the mini donkey, but the little donkey lay on the ground with four hooves slamming into the sky, but he just didn't ride it for the boy.

He was so angry that he grabbed the mini donkey's ear and rubbed it. When the boy left, the donkey followed him happily. Old Brandon suddenly felt a little envious at this moment. His granddaughter was as big as him, but he was not as active as him.

In the room, the father of Han was lying on the sofa with bored. There was nothing fun in the TV series during the day. The cowboys took good care of the ranch. He, the rancher, has now become a decoration.

Turning his head and looking through the door, his son was feeding snapping turtles, and his wife also went to take care of the vegetable garden with someone. It seemed that he had nothing to do, and he couldn't help but feel a little empty.

It happened to be the opposite of Brandon, which made people feel a little amused.

Hearing the sound of the car horn behind him, Xiao Hanxuan turned around and looked at the car. Two strangers got out. He remembered yesterday's agreement in his mind, and asked, "Is it from Morgan Bank? My father is in the house. Please come with me to find him."

"Okay, then I'll bother you."

Old Brandon said with a smile, walking towards the house and asking Han Xuan: "Boy, what's your name? Do you know us Morgan?"

"Of course I know, it's the largest bank in the United States. My name is Han Xuan." The child was afraid that the loan would not be passed, so he quietly started to flatter the middle-aged man and blinked his big eyes to look at him.

The young woman who looked like a secretary next to her covered her mouth and asked in surprise: "Are you that talented child in Montana!?"

"Yes, I'm just a little smarter." Han Xuan showed a shy expression, but he was very proud inside. He secretly sighed that he wanted to flatter someone, but he didn't expect that he would be photographed by someone else first...

Brandon seemed to have heard of it, and he opened his eyes wide when he remembered the news of the past few years: "You are that Chinese child."

"It should be talking about me."

"Wow, I actually saw that I was alive." The female secretary reached out and rubbed his head and said happily.

The boy's smile froze on his face, his eyebrows were slightly beating. He felt that this sentence was strange no matter how he heard it, so he turned around and said with a depressed look: "Madam, thank you for your praise."

"My name is Sheriel. Is the newspaper true? Do you really know the three languages?" asked the female secretary as if she was curious.

"Yes, but now I have learned four subjects. I learned French some time ago."

"Wow, that's great, can you tell me?"

"Of course, Ms. Cheryl, you are such a beautiful and verbose person."

Brandon next to him laughed, Cheryl looked at him with doubtful eyes, and Old Brandon explained: "He is praising your beauty, Cheryl."

"Thank you, boy." The female secretary touched Xiao Hanxuan's head again, raised her head and said to Old Brandon: "Manager, is this a funny thing? He clearly said the truth."

"Just just thought of something very interesting, you don't have to mind, Cheryl." Old Brandon blinked at the boy, and the boy immediately returned a thank-you look. He didn't expect that anyone present could speak French.

"But..."

"Okay Cheryl, you'll talk to this cute boy when you finish your work."

Brandon said to the secretary and explained to the boy with a smile: "I have studied at the INSEAD European Business School in France."

“I know it, the MBA courses are very good.”

"That's why I became this manager. You are so knowledgeable and a little genius."

"Thanks."

Han’s father had already come out at the door, and Old Brandon took two steps forward and stretched out his hand: “Mr. Han, your son is so smart and much better than my granddaughter.”

"He is usually very naughty, but it's better for girls. Do you have a granddaughter at such a young age? It's so happy."

"Haha, thank you, I met your father a few years ago. He is a very capable person." Old Brandon said: "Today I just came to ask you about the situation. This ranch is very good. If it goes well, you can sign a contract later. We have prepared a very low interest rate. I believe you will be satisfied."

"Let's sit down first." Han's father waved to them, waited into the room and asked, "So how to arrange interest rates?"

Cheryl sat on the sofa and took out a document from his bag to Han Qianshan. Old Brandon explained: "After your snow mountain ranch merged with the former Augsger ranch, it will be worth about $23 million. With cattle, sheep, etc., we JP Morgan will calculate $26 million for you."

"Because of your father's relationship, the company can give you a full loan, with an annual interest of only 3.1%, which is the lowest contract."

Xiao Hanxuan said in confusion: "My grandpa? Does he know about this?"

Old Brandon shook his head: "Not that, because your grandfather is an important customer of our company, and I believe that Mr. Han is as outstanding as him, as you can see from this ranch."

"We are investing in the early stage. The only additional contract is to ask you to use Morgan Bank to conduct business in the future. We will send a dedicated person to take charge of the funds."

Looking at the contract in hand, Han Qianshan thought about it for a while: "This is really very generous. How long is the term of the additional contract?"

“Until you pay off this loan.”

"Mr. Brandon, what happened to my lawyer. I haven't arrived yet. I'll talk about it when he comes and finishes reading it? You can take a look here first." Han's father asked Brandon.

"No problem, Sherli and I have nothing to do today. By the way, I just saw some Quatta horses in the horse booth. Mr. Han, can I go and try it?"

"No problem, but I want to call the law firm first to ask about the situation, and let my son take you there. He is very familiar with you. I will go to find you later."

"It's okay, I just want to talk to him." Cheryl interrupted, and the boy next to him suddenly turned dark.

Quart horses, also known as "quarter mile horses", are mostly solid-colored hair and look very beautiful. Their muscles are strong and are known for their expertise in short-distance sprinting. They are the favorite species of horses for American cowboys.

When passing by the bullpen, he saw Anderson and John cleaning inside. Han Xuan happened to call them and guide the two novices to ride. John naturally gave Cheryl to Anderson. The two were about the same age, and he had a better conversation with Old Brandon.

Xiao Hanxuan sat by the railing, looked at the two people who were eager to try and the tall Quatta Horse, turned his head and looked at McDull, feeling that the road ahead was far away.

Fortunately, Old Patton next to him saw his embarrassment, walked to the boy and squatted down, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong, little cowboy, do you want to ride a horse?"

Han Xuanfei nodded quickly, and saw Old Bart turn around and walk away. He was wondering when he saw him walking out with a white mare.

"Come on, little cowboy, I'll let it take you around."

"kindness!"

"Don't worry, I'll teach you how to ride a horse first."

"Okay! Grandpa Patton."

"The most important thing about riding a horse is to communicate with them. People are choosing horses, and horses are also choosing people. Quat horses are very spiritual and can sense people's emotions, such as now."

Old Patton stopped and looked at the horse beside him: "It's very happy, come on the little cowboy!"

...

At noon, the sun was hanging above my head, and someone walked by the grassland in the distance.

"Is this riding a horse?" Han Xuan asked the old man.

"Of course, you are too young and you can be dangerous alone. Doesn't it feel good?"

I saw the boy sitting on the horse's back, old Patton tightly grasping the reins, the ground was soft grass, and the boy also had a full set of protective gear, and it was a slower speed than walking, so it would be really strange to be able to fall.
Chapter completed!