The next morning,

The sun did not come out, Jiang Hao got up and looked at the sky. The sky was gloomy and seemed to be raining. Fox was located in a deep mountain canyon on the west side of the Olympic Mountains. It was surrounded by forests. There was no sun for a year. The continuous rain was the norm here.

I looked at my room again, the old house and the old furniture. Jiang Hao's house is a double-storey wooden building with a large area, but it has been a few years. This is his home. After his parents died, he lived here himself.

After taking a shower, I went downstairs to find food, opened the refrigerator, and there was only bread, jam and a bucket of milk. Jiang Hao looked at the date, and there was still one day expired.

I poured a glass of milk, spread the bread with jam, and had a simple meal.

I changed my clothes and went out, and found my motorcycle in the tool room, an old Harley. This was his transportation tool. I pedaled hard, and the motorcycle started, making a unique roar of Harley.

"It's not bad, the engine is very powerful and well maintained." Jiang Hao murmured.

He rode his motorcycle out and drove a dirt road before he drove out his manor. There was a large area of ​​land in the reserved area, all of which belonged to Indians. The farm of Jiang Hao family is quite large, with about 300 acres. However, because no one cultivated it, the land was deserted, and there were two hills in the distance, which were all left to him by his parents.

If these things were placed in China, they would be an enviable wealth, but they would not be worth anything in the United States, especially in the Indian reservation.

So now Jiang Hao is still a pauper.

The motorcycle drove into a manor, which was also the kind of wooden house. As soon as the motorcycle stopped at the door, a boy ran out of the house and jumped to Jiang Hao in three or two steps, grinning and revealing his white teeth, "Jon, I knew you were here when I heard the sound of the motorcycle."

The boy had long hair, casually spread on his shoulders, bare upper body, revealing his bronzed skin, looking very strong. Jiang Hao patted the young man on the shoulder, "Jacob, why didn't he play with his friends?"

Jacob should be only 15 years old now, and he is indeed a teenager. However, thinking that he has this strong muscle at the age of 15, I have to say that he has developed early enough.

"I have been playing all summer vacation, and I've been by the sea and forest all day. It's not interesting. Cousin, why did you remember this today? Is there anything wrong?" Jacob asked.

"Are you here uncle?"

"It's in the house."

"I want to borrow a car from my uncle and go to Olympia City to buy some things." Jiang Hao said.

Jacob's eyes lit up, "Can you go to Olympia? Can you bring me with you?"

"no problem."

When he walked into the room, Jiang Hao first hugged an Indian woman, Jacob's mother and his aunt, then looked at Billy, who was sitting in a wheelchair and said, "Uncle, I want to go to Olympia. It will rain today, so I borrow your car for it."

Jiang Hao was not polite at all. His memory told him that Jiang Hao had a similar status to Jacob in this family. Usually this uncle cares about him. Except for not living together, he is actually no different from father and son.

Moreover, Jiang Hao is already an adult and has a driver's license long ago. He often drives, so Billy has nothing to worry about.

"Just on the cabinet, get it yourself." Billy said.

"Dad, I want to go to the city with Jon," Jacob said.

Billy shrugged, "Whatever."

An old Ford pickup truck, the two brothers drove into the car and drove towards Olympia. There were not many cars on the road, and the surroundings were covered with dense forests. It was very easy to drive. After about an hour, the car arrived at Olympia City.

Olympia City is the capital of Washington State. It is not large. It has a total population of about 50,000. Jiang Hao didn’t know if he could find what he wanted to buy. After walking around the city twice, he finally found a store with Chinese logo hanging on it, a Chinese goods supermarket. Jiang Hao went in to find the boss, who was a Chinese.

"Do you have Chinese yellow paper, cinnabar, pen, ink, paper and ink?" Jiang Hao asked.

The boss shook his head and said, "I have some daily necessities here, imported from China, and the things are definitely sturdy and easy to use and cheap."

It’s completely inconsistent with the chicken and duck talk. It seems that the boss doesn’t know what he wants at all, so he may have to go to Seattle.

Although Olympia is the capital of Washington State, Seattle is the largest city in Washington State. There are also Chinese Street, Chinese grocery stores, shops, restaurants, antique shops and so on. In the past world, when Jiang Hao was in Boeing, he lingered in Seattle for a long time and knew the situation there.

However, Olympia is two hours' drive from Seattle, so I'm afraid it's not suitable to go today. To be honest, he has no money now and can't buy anything after he goes there. He called Jacob, and the two of them soon arrived at the bank.

"What are you doing in the bank for Jon?" Jacob asked.

"Some things need to be handled, so you can wait for me in the car first." Jiang Hao said.

Jacob shrugged.

Jiang Hao got out of the car and walked into the bank.

His purpose for coming to the bank was very simple, and he had thought about whether to find a place to do a vote, such as a certain bank, a jewelry store, or something, but in the end he rejected this idea, at least it is not suitable to do so now.

He is preparing to make money and make a lot of money, but if the startup capital is suspected of its origin, it is also a hidden danger, so from the beginning, Jiang Hao was preparing to make it all legal.

There were not many customers in the bank, so Jiang Hao found a staff member to explain his purpose. The staff looked at Jiang Hao, "You want to have a loan, but the loan needs a mortgage."

"Of course I know, I have collateral." Jiang Hao said.

The staff took Jiang Hao to a credit business staff member. The middle-aged white man looked at Jiang Hao, an Indian, and his interest immediately decreased, "Young man, are you doing anything?"

"I want to apply for a loan." Jiang Hao said sitting opposite the white man.

"Loan, how much do you want to borrow? Do you have the right collateral?" asked the fat white man twisted his fat belly.

"Calculate how much I can borrow for my land." Jiang Hao said, taking out his own land certificate from the space. These documents were issued by the state government and have legal effect.

When the fat white man heard this, he immediately became interested, "Let me see." He took the document and read it, "Can you provide identity evidence to prove that these lands belong to you."

"Of course there is no problem." Jiang Hao took out his driver's license and social security card and handed it to the other party for viewing.
Chapter completed!