Happy Little Mayor

The four people in the horse shop suddenly looked at each other, and Wang Bo laughed, "It's not ours, anyway, it's not mine. I tied my horse to a horse-tailed tree."

"It's not my horse either. My old man can't run, he can't run around." Peterson followed.

Malone drank the wine from his glass and said, "What good guess is there? Just go out and see?"

Wang Bo pushed open the door and went out, and then saw that under the bright sun, local tyrant Jin was running around on the not-so-spacious street. Among them, behind its buttocks, a horse trunk dragged a pine trunk ... ...

Tyrant gold has a brute force, which will be running, probably because the second half of the previous section failed to run, it has accumulated too much energy in the body. Maybe it suddenly came to a strange place and wanted to spill.

Anyway, this guy ran fast on the road, and even flew the pine wood behind him!

"God, what a golden BMW!" A voice rang beside, Wang Bo turned back and saw Malone muttering in his wide eyes, "Accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate! The legs are a bit short, but follow The tendon is so long! This thigh muscle line is great. Look at its muscles, it must be a good sprinter ... "

Seeing Wang Bo coming out, the local tyrant Jin consciously came to a brake. Its figure changed from extremely fast to extremely slow. The thick limbs could easily withstand the inertial force created by the huge body, and seemed to feel nothing.

Stopping, he blinked his eyes and looked at Pharaoh, then ran to the barn. As he passed by the old red horse, he dropped in and took a bite of food, spit out while chewing, ate beans, and spit out oats.

Wang Bo held his head with both hands in a collapsed posture: "My God, Tyrant Gold, can you be quiet? I won't take you out to play again in the future!"

The local horse's golden horse had an innocent expression on his face, as if it wasn't him who had just torn the pine wood and ran around.

Peterson and Maxson laughed, and the latter looked at Tyrant Jin with great interest: "I like this child, look at his eyes, lie and lie to the point where he believes it. This is the first time I have seen it. Until a horse can do it. "

Wang Bo said awkwardly: "It's naughty ..."

"Yes, naughty, naughty horses are good horses." Ma Long looked at the tyrant gold fanatically, looking back at the tyrant gold.

Peterson said to Maxson, "Old man, don't resist going to Sunset Town. Although it is not our hometown, it is the best place for us. You will never believe that in Sunset Town, there are still a large group of good horses like this. ! "

Then, he asked Wang Bo to take out his mobile phone and bring up the photo: "Look, my brother, this is what I just took. We rode on the road and everyone looked at us with such eyes and expressions. Can you imagine? Cowboys will be questioned one day on the road! "

Maxson listened to his words and became silent. Pharaoh hit the iron while he was hot: "But there is no problem in Sunset Town, riding on the road is absolutely OK, even on Highway 8, of course, you must pay attention to safety."

Ma Long patted Maxson's shoulder: "Maybe you should leave here, I saw. Your bill shows that there are only two businesses this month. Do you want the horse shop passed down by your grandpa to go bankrupt in your hand? "

The three men took turns, and Maxson finally compromised. He sighed and walked across the street to stare at his old horse shop.

After a long time, he said, "This house is too old and really out of step with the surrounding environment. Well, I should make a change, Mayor Wang, thank you for being willing to accept my old stubbornness."

Hearing this, Wang Bo suddenly exclaimed: "You're welcome, Mr. Maxson, I can't wait!"

He called the moving company and asked them to move the saddle shop.

Night long dreams and more, immediately!

After entering the store, Maxson reached out and stroked the water leashes, saddles, jeans, and boots on the shelf. His face was hidden in the shadows, and he could not see any expression, but he could feel that he was better than cement. Heavy emotions.

"Old folks, it's time for us to change to a new home. I hope you will like it there. It's also good here, but nobody appreciates you. Hope we will change to a new home, and more people will like you."

Wang Bo was uncomfortable with these words, so he left the harness shop, and the other two also left with him, leaving Maxson himself.

The moving company arrived soon, and Wang Bo asked them to smoke for a while. The leader of the team hesitantly said, "Sir, we have to wait for money ..."

"Forget it, that's okay, I just hope you understand that there is an old man in his hometown, and his homeland is hard to leave."

The strong captain immediately nodded: "Yes, I can understand his mood very well, you can let him stay a little longer, we wait in the car."

The moving company brought a large trailer, the car could not drive in, waiting at the intersection, and the entire store was relocated. This is a big project. The price that Wang Bo began to discuss is NZ $ 38,000, and you can build a modern harness shop. .

After half an hour, Maxson came out, his eyes looked red, and said, "Okay, mayor, let's move."

The person from the moving company came over and handed him a blueprint saying, "This is our expected demolition plan. Please see if it is appropriate."

Maxson shook his head to Wang Bo and said, "The house doesn't need to be demolished. Peterson said that you have enough new buildings there. Just find me one."

Wang Bo insisted: "No, I have a word of faith, saying that if you want to move all of you in the past, you will all move in the past. A nail and a horseshoe cannot be missed!"

Maxson was touched, and he choked, "Okay, thank you, Mayor. I now believe that it is a good decision to decide to move away."

In fact, Wang Bo not only promises, but also because he feels that the old store is full of value. Peterson said that the house has a history of more than 60 years. Such an old store is absolutely tempting to tourists.

There are many new buildings in the town of Luori, but this kind of building with cultural heritage, contemporary atmosphere and vicissitudes is lacking, and such a building cannot be bought for much money.

The moving company in New Zealand is not simply moving goods. They have a semi-professional construction team. First, a group of strong men pack all the tools and goods in the house into a box, then disassemble the shelves and counters, and finally start. Vast demolishing process.

Wang Bo saw Maxson uncomfortable and asked Peterson to take him to the town first. At this time, Malone said, "Mayor, I want to go to the town and see, can you?"

"Of course, very welcome." Wang Bo said eagerly. (To be continued.)

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