A good life starts with blind date

Chapter 267 Fighting each other
After resting at the ranch for a day, Jiang Ningfei flew to New York.

He met with members of the Soloviev family.

The Soloviev family is a Slavic family and one of the largest land-owning families in the United States.

Stefan was an heir to the Soloviev family and owned numerous farms and ranches in Colorado, Kansas, New York, New Mexico, and Texas, making him one of the representatives of the old American landowners.

He has a bad temper and serious racist tendencies.

Metses had warned me before I came.

Unexpectedly, the outcome of the meeting was somewhat beyond expectations.

Upon seeing Jiang Ning's Chinese face, the other party immediately cursed: "Fuck, why are you Chinese? I won't sell my land to Chinese people, you damn yellow-skinned monkey, you better disappear right now."

This was clearly intentional.

Stefan couldn't possibly be unaware that the buyer was Chinese.

Racial discrimination exists everywhere.

But those with a certain status or position, even if they have racial discrimination, rarely talk about it.

This was the first time Jiang Ning had ever encountered someone so brainless.

But whatever this guy's purpose may be.

Jiang Ning wasn't even going to have a proper talk anymore. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Buddy, weren't you the one who wanted to talk to me?"

Stefan raised his middle finger and said, "Fuck, I didn't know you were Chinese. If I had known you were a Chinese pig, I would never have seen you. Get out of here right now. I don't want to see you again."

"Fuck!"

Jiang Ning retorted, "Are you talking nonsense?"

Metses was speechless: "Mr. Stefan, please watch your words."

Stavan ignored him completely, grinning maliciously as he stood up and walked towards Jiang Ning: "Damn bastard, I'm going to teach you a lesson you ungrateful Chinese pig! You Chinese are the lowest of the low in the world..."

Jiang Ning clenched her fingers, having gotten used to reasoning with people over the years.

It's been so long since I've used violence; I really miss it.

That's the good thing about Americans; if you're not happy, just fight. They don't believe in the saying "gentlemen use words, not fists."

It's all bullshit.

Old Trump is so old, yet he still acts like a thug, getting into fights with people!
This bastard actually wanted to attack him; that's exactly what I wanted.

Metses was sweating profusely, but he was still trying to calm Stefan down.

But Stefan was anything but calm; he was already lunging forward with a sinister grin.

The long fist aimed straight at Jiang Ning's face.

To be honest, white men are usually tall and strong. Although this guy is over fifty, he is still very robust and looks very powerful. If it were some sissy from his hometown, they really wouldn't be able to beat him in a fight.

But clearly, this Slavic person chose the wrong target to bully.

Jiang Ning raised her hand, grabbed the fist that was rushing towards her, and pulled it away.

He kicked out with lightning speed.

The kick landed on Stefan's shin.

At the same time, he loosened his fist and moved aside.

Stefan made close contact with the ground, but the old guy was really something else. At the crucial moment, he actually put his arm underneath to protect his nose. Otherwise, if his nose had made close contact with the ground, it would have been blown apart.

But the fall was still quite severe.

Stefan was a little stunned, and it took him a few seconds to come to his senses.

"Fuck you!"

Stefan was furious and roared.

They charged over to fight again.

"Pia!"

The fist was blocked, and he received a slap in the face.

In martial arts, speed is the ultimate weapon, and the same applies to fighting.

Jiang Ning's physical abilities are now too abnormal; his attacks are as fast as lightning.

There's no way to avoid it.

That slap was quite powerful.

Stefan was jolted and nearly fell again.

I lost hearing in my left ear completely, and my mind went blank.

I haven't come to my senses yet...

"Pia!"

He was slapped on the right cheek again, and his right ear was instantly deafened.

Jiang Ning's slaps were like a sudden storm, landing with a satisfying thud on both sides: "You damned bitch, who gave you the audacity to look down on Chinese people? Pia, you stupid Slavic barbarian, Pia..."

Seeing how brave his boss was, Metasis decided not to try to persuade him anymore.

They stood aside and watched the show.

Fighting and brawling are nothing unusual.

Don't assume that important people are always polite and will never resort to violence.

In fact, this kind of thing happens all the time.

Metsis knew his boss was a king, a master of fighting and brawling, but he rarely did so, so it was a rare sight. Mr. Stefan obviously didn't know that, so the result was rather tragic.

My face is swollen from being slapped on the left and right by my boss.

I was pulled from the doorway to the desk.

After hitting the table, he could no longer stand and fell to the ground.

Hearing the commotion, the workers outside ran in to see what was happening. Seeing their boss being beaten, most of them decided to watch the spectacle.

Only a few departments went to help.

As expected, the result was the same as their boss's.

He was slapped so hard he questioned his existence.

Jiang Ning had a great time fighting; she hadn't felt this good in a long time.

It wasn't until Stefan realized he'd kicked a hornet's nest and was beaten beyond repair, crawling under the desk to hide, that he stretched his wrists, called Metsis, and left refreshed. As for how Stefan roared and cursed...

We don't need to worry about that anymore.

Metses said helplessly, "Boss, I didn't expect it to turn out this way."

Jiang Ning asked him, "Do you think Stefan really wants to sell the ranch, or is he just trying to make fun of me?"

Metses said, "It's definitely true that Wagner Ranch is for sale, but Stefan is a racist. I think he might be trying to gain some leverage in the subsequent negotiations, which is why he launched a personal attack on the boss as soon as they met."

"None of that matters."

Jiang Ning waved his hand and said calmly, "I don't do business with idiots like that, but we have to take over Wagner Ranch, so the best way is to kill that bastard. Can you handle that?"

Metses said, "Boss, this isn't the best way to solve the problem. Hiring someone to kill will cause trouble."

Jiang Ning said, "OK, you take care of it. Anyway, I don't want to see that bastard again."

Metses said, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

result……

The next day, news came that Stefan had been shot dead in the villa.

Police cordoned off the scene for investigation and found a Russian-made bullet.

Besides that, there were no other clues.

Metses was very surprised and asked Jiang Ning, "Boss, did you hire an assassin to do this?"

Jiang Ning said irritably, "What nonsense are you talking about? I always abide by American laws. How could I possibly do such a thing?"

Metses was filled with doubt and suspicion; just yesterday you were thinking about killing someone.

But he was a smart man and didn't ask that question again.

Regardless of whether Stefan was killed by someone hired by the boss, this matter should not be associated with the boss.

The New York police were very dedicated. After learning that Stefan had a conflict with Jiang Ning yesterday and even had a fight in the office, they thought they might be able to find some clues, so they came to find Jiang Ning to understand the situation. However, they were stopped at the door by Metses.

"I'm sorry, my boss doesn't have time."

Metses had a valid reason: "The matter is not complicated. If you want to know the details, just ask Mr. Stefan's employees who were involved in the fight. There is no need to ask my boss personally. If you suspect that my boss is involved in Mr. Stefan's shooting, then please provide evidence. If you have no evidence, my boss does not have time to see you."

The police had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

The laws of the United States are like a set of chains that bind the government tightly. The police act in accordance with the law in everything they do, and everything must be based on evidence. Without evidence, they have no right to arrest people.

Ordinary people might be questioned and cooperate with the investigation.

But even the police can't afford to mess with rich people.

American politicians are nothing compared to the everyday complaints from ordinary people!
But rich people are really not to be trifled with.

The police didn't want to offend them either.

Stefan's assassination is destined to remain an unsolved mystery.

But that's not something Jiang Ning needs to worry about.

I spent a few days in New York and met with several political figures and wealthy individuals.

Metses suddenly brought him a message: "Boss, there's an island for sale in Yemen."

Jiang Ning asked, "Yemen?"

Metasyst nodded: "Yes, Yemen."

How big is the island?

"Socotra Island, covering more than 3,000 square kilometers."

"That's not small."

Jiang Ning became interested: "Where is this island? I'd like to find some information about it."

Metses opened the map on his phone and zoomed in to show him: "This is it. This island is 241 kilometers from Cape Guadafue, the southeastern tip of the nearest continental plate Somalia, and 380 kilometers from Cape Faltak on the coast of Mahara province in southern Yemen. It belongs to Socotra province in Yemen and has an area of ​​3635 square kilometers. Yemen intends to sell the island for $1000 billion."

Jiang Ning's eyelids twitched: "1000 billion US dollars?"

Metses nodded: "Yes, sovereignty is being sold along with it."

Jiang Ning said, "That's too expensive. Is the Yemeni government desperate for money?"

"Perhaps," Medsis said. "The Yemeni government is indeed very short of money."

Jiang Ning examined it carefully for a while and said, "This island's location is crucial!"

Metses said, "The location is indeed crucial. The island is a vital sea route from the Indian Ocean to the Red Sea and East Africa, and it controls the Bab el-Mandeb Strait. Its strategic location is very important. All the Arab countries are eyeing the island, and it is now under the de facto control of the UAE."

"The UAE?"

"Yes."

Jiang Ning said with a hint of regret, "It's a pity about this position."

Metses knew that the boss had always wanted to buy an island, and nodded: "It's a pity. Being in such a strategic location means constant conflicts and troubles. Moreover, the island has an arid climate and few resources, so buying it wouldn't be of much use."

Jiang Ning was still somewhat tempted, saying, "But there aren't many islands that sell sovereignty along with their islands, so they still have some value."

Metses asked, "Does the boss want to buy?"

Jiang Ning thought for a while and said, "I plan to go and take a look. This price is too outrageous. Here's what we'll do: you assemble a team and go talk to the Yemeni government to see if they really want to sell. If they really want to sell, they should give us a reasonable price first."

Metses didn't ask any further questions: "Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

Jiang Ning then said, "Have someone collect some information and send it to me to take a look."

(End of this chapter)