However, Bayan has more than that.

He suddenly thought of something, looked at Song Che, stammering his lips, as if he had something to say, but his face was very upset.

Seeing this, Song Che said, "If you have anything to say, you are a grassland man, why are you like a girl's house?"

Bayan scratched his head, his thick cheeks turned a little blushing. He glanced at Huo Jingwen and Kevin with embarrassment and whispered: "I, I want to ask Song An to answer you something..."

Huo Jingwen captured his gaze and suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said, "Oh, I almost forgot that I thanked this time, this Bayan brother... Uh, this is a little bit of care and no respect."

Huo Jingwen thought Bayan was embarrassed to ask for the hard work from him. After all, he was busy with a lot of work for this consignment of Brother Ma, and he escorted him to Macau and Hong Kong in person. He couldn't let him go for nothing.

At that moment, Huo Jingwen immediately took out the check book and pen from his pocket and prepared to fill in a number on it.

"No, Mr. Huo, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that..." Bayan waved his hand quickly.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's what you deserve." Song Che advised him help.

"Song An answer, I really don't mean this. I, I want to ask you to tell me about it and Mr. Huo to see if I can ask me for an errand..." Bayan said with a bitter face.

Upon hearing this, Huo Jingwen looked at Bayan in surprise and tentatively said, "Do you want to stay with me to do things?"

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Huo has horse-raising at home, and I wonder if there is a shortage of horse-raising workers. If possible, I think... Of course, if there is no shortage of people, just pretend I didn't say it." Bayan's face turned even redder after explaining.

Song Che and Huo Jingwen looked at each other and both smiled kindly.

It's really hard for this prairie man to ask for an errand. He was so humble and cautious and pleading carefully in order to ask for an errand.

"I think it's something, what's so embarrassing?" Huo Jingwen walked over and stuffed the check into Bayan's hand, saying, "I heard from Dr. Song about your situation. You have been raising horses and training horses on the grassland. You must have enough experience. This way, if you think you can, you can come to work at any time. All the horses in my house are given to you for care. Don't worry about salary and housing, and I will arrange them for you."

As he said that, Huo Jingwen glanced at Song Che: "But I am just worried that I will let Brother Bayan help me train my horse. It will be too much for you."

Song Che was even more curious about why Bayan suddenly had the idea of ​​staying in Macau and Hong Kong to work, so he asked Bayan: "Aren't you just having sex with that girl named Tana? How long has it been since you thought of leaving your hometown."

Bayan was even more embarrassed and said hesitantly: "It is because I want to marry Tana that I want to earn as much money as possible... Because Tana's family said a long time ago that anyone who wants to marry their daughter would have to have a house in the city, but the housing prices in Ordos are too high, and my family really can't take it out."

"..." Song Che and others were stunned at first, and then smiled bitterly.

Another typical marriage case that is worried about the house.

Even the simple grassland cannot be avoided.

In fact, the housing prices in Ordos are quite "friendly" compared to those of big cities like Tianzhou.

If it were several years ago, Ordos at that time, due to speculators from all over the country, the housing prices in Ordos once reached 30,000 yuan per square meter!

After several years of housing price bubble, the current housing prices in Ordos have dropped to about 3,000 yuan, a total of 10 times.

But for Bayan, the local families who make a living by grazing, is still an "astronomical figure".

If they really have money, why should they continue to live in outdoor yurts?

"So, in order to make money, you want to come out and work."

"Yes, otherwise I have no other way."

Bayan said dejectedly: "My father also said he wanted to sell all the sheep in his family and try to raise a down payment for me, but I can't empty my family for marriage. Actually, Tana doesn't care about these things, but her family is very persistent in this regard. I don't want Tana to be stuck in the middle and make things difficult for me, so I want to come out and earn more money, because I heard that the income from working in Macau and Hong Kong is quite high."

Song Che sighed and said, "Since you are anxious to buy a house, Zhu Xie wants to share the money for you at that time, why don't you accept it?"

"That's not the same thing. There is a saying that a gentleman loves money and gets it well. Even if I lack money, I only use the money I earn from my skills." Bayan is very principled on this point.

Huo Jingwen also smiled knowingly. Such a straightforward and simple man is rare in this circle. He has seen many ugliness and hypocrisy of human nature. He also sincerely appreciated Bayan. Even if he didn't look at Song Che's face, he decided to give Bayan a chance to make a fortune.

However, before he could even give up his olive branch, Song Che said straight: "But you are just together, you can't have a long-distance relationship. Let's do this, I'll give you a chance to make quick money, and it will never go against your principles."

“What is it?”

“Enter the competition!”

Song Che pointed to the sweat-blooded BMW and said, "For this weekend's competition, you will take over Brother Ma."

"What?!"

Bayan, Huo Jingwen and Kevin shouted in unison.

Their faces were full of incredible and incredible.

Bayan felt that he had heard it wrong, pointed at himself and said, "Song An, are you kidding me, I will ride Xiaoma to participate in the competition?"

"Yes, it's you." Song Che repeated in a tone of great certainty.

This time, Kevin couldn't hold back and said angrily: "Mr. Song, you don't want me to ride your horse to participate in the competition. I can accept the reason, but you can't guide the candidates as you please! You will ruin all hope of victory!"

"Mr. Kevin, you misunderstood me again. I made a careful decision." Song Che said helplessly.

Huo Jingwen has always followed Song Cheyan's plan and gave unconditional trust, but at this moment he couldn't help but question: "Doctor Song, you recommend the Bayan brothers to participate in the competition. I guess you should think that Bayan brothers have long-term experience in riding and training horses on the grassland, and know how to control wild horses, right?"

Song Che nodded.

"You are right to think so, but I'm afraid you have neglected the requirements for jockeys in professional horse racing. You just said that Kevin is not suitable for driving Little Horse, but I am bluntly, Brother Bayan is not suitable either." Huo Jingwen explained: "First, professional horse racing requires understanding many rules and details. Brother Bayan has never had experience in this area. Isn't this a rush to get a duck on the shelves. Second, Brother Bayan's physique is also not suitable for horse racing because he is too tall and strong."

Bayan was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was too tall and strong, was it still wrong to be too tall?

"A qualified jockey, the best template for body shape, is Kevin." Huo Jingwen pointed to Kevin's small body and continued: "The horses in the competition are all speed racing horses, so their weight-bearing ability is relatively weak. In order to minimize the weight load on horse racing, the requirements for jockeys are naturally that the lighter the weight, the better. Maybe you don't know much about horse racing, and you don't understand that the outcome of the competition is often the decisive factor because the horse racing bears one pound or one pound less."

This is what is called a slight difference, and it will lead to a huge mistake!

Bayan suddenly realized, thinking that he was too fat.

Kevin once again held his head proudly, as if showing off his small body as the best jockey template.

"Your advice from Mr. Huo is indeed very reasonable. No matter from any perspective, the lighter jockey has great advantages in this regard..." Song Che echoed, but glanced at Kevin's small body. Song Che couldn't help but complain in his heart that this mixed-race handsome man could be the o in this gay relationship.

But when she thought of those undescribable scenes, Song Che quickly suppressed these imaginations and said, "But now, except Bayan, Xiao Ma Ge probably won't accept anyone else to control it. This is the most critical factor."

After saying that, Song Che whistled and waved to Brother Ma.

When Brother Ma heard the call, he immediately turned around and jumped to Song Che.

"Xilulu~"

Brother Ma raised his head and yelled happily. Then he saw Song Che's raised hand, and immediately turned his head over and rubbed against Song Che's left hand gently.

Kevin was surprised to see it again. He just said that the sweat-blooded BMW was very wild, but it seemed to be quite close to people.

So he also tried to touch Brother Ma's soft and bright hair with his hands.

"Sigh!"

As a result, Brother Ma turned his head and sniffed at him.

Kevin was so scared that he took two steps back and said with a bitter face: "Does it really dislike me?"

"It just doesn't like strangers. And it's used to being wild and has an instinctive resistance to things that are too modern." Song Che comforted Brother Ma again, and at the same time gave Bayan a wink.

Bayan understood and walked over, jumped up quickly and rode on Little Ma Brother’s back!

Seeing this, Huo Jingwen and Kevin couldn't help but be impressed by Bayan's physical fitness.

You know, Brother Ma is nearly 1.8 meters tall!

And even more, they were even more indifferent to the fact that after Bayan rode on, although Xiao Ma stomped on the spot a few times in annoyance, he finally calmed down.

"Hey, it's not in vain that I've fed you for several days." Bayan touched Brother Ma's cheek.

Huo Jingwen finally understood it and smiled bitterly: "It seems that what this little Ma brother is the most closest to is the simple and natural atmosphere."

Kevin still spoke in a slight way and questioned: "But Mr. Song is also a city man, and this horse is the closest to him."

Song Che raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "That may be because I am more down-to-earth."

“…”

In an instant, Kevin's eyes became like fog, rain and wind, and his resentment was like the endless rivers.

Why?!

The civilian class has all ridden on the heads of our aristocratic class. Horses are like this and people are like this. It is too bullying the aristocratic class!
Chapter completed!