Chapter 1933: Chapter 912: Purchasing a 3 Million Mu Ranch

The vehicle was driving on a vast highway, and outside the window was an endless pasture, which looked truly refreshing. The only regret was that even if there were hardly any vehicles on the road, the speed couldn’t be too fast, depriving one of the thrill of speeding.

Classmate Xiaochen was extremely displeased with this issue, because of this displeasure, his greatest dream now was not to immigrate but to have a crazy speeding experience on a deserted highway.

The immigration issue was really not a problem, to be precise, as long as there was money, it wasn’t a problem at all.

After the people from the law firm arrived yesterday afternoon, Chen Yingjun casually asked about it, and the person in charge, Daniel, from the law firm immediately indicated that given Boss Chen’s wealth, handling a business immigration was the simplest matter.

Wei Dabao was absolutely right, those with money were like royalty.

When the people from the evaluation company heard that the intention was to purchase a large ranch, they arrived rather swiftly. Initially, Yan Fei thought they would arrive together today, but the responsible person indicated that they would depart immediately, conduct an evaluation overnight, and strive to produce a detailed evaluation report before the client arrived.

So the car seated only the lawyer Daniel and his assistant who doubled as a driver, while Yan Fei and the other two were the clients in the backseat.

The journey was slightly longer than anticipated, so Daniel conveniently took out several contracts: “These are several different purchase contracts I’ve prepared for you all to look at and choose a preferred one. The main differences lie in the payment terms and the transfer of some ranch appendages. Due to time constraints, I’ve only had two contracts translated into Chinese…”

Translating two contracts overnight already showed considerable efficiency, now, there weren’t many Chinese buying ranches in Australia—if it were the Chinese who had long been here, there would be no need for Chinese contracts anyway.

Yan Fei indicated that there was actually no need for Chinese contracts, those written in foreign languages were completely acceptable. This pleased Daniel, allowing him to make use of the other contracts he prepared.

Yan Fei then skimmed through the documents swiftly, handing them over to his wife. Professional matters should be handled by professionals, even though Xu Xiaoyan hadn’t had the chance to study Australian law yet.

As for Chen Yingjun, he could only sit foolishly watching the excitement; if foreign languages were incomprehensible, even Chinese wouldn’t help him discern the good from the bad. If he couldn’t understand, he couldn’t interject when issues were discussed in the car. If it weren’t for Xu Xiaoyan kindly translating some key points for him, he could only serve as a decoration.

Amid Xiaochen’s dismay, they finally arrived at their destination, a small town called Northern River Town—Northern River Town was translated personally by Yan Fei from its original English name, and Boss Yan’s translations fit the style of Chinese more, making it easier for folks from Sancha River back home to remember the name.

The owner of the ranch was named Maxiu, a blonde middle-aged white man about forty years old, appearing handsome with glasses, like a playboy, conveying an aura of privilege. He was the type one would immediately realize was definitely not fit for ranch life.

Also there to greet them was an old man named Hayden, the mayor of Northern River Town, a gray-haired gentleman who was elderly yet appeared vigorous.

After a few pleasantries, the group began to tour the ranch. Yan Fei listened more to Hayden reminiscing about the ranch’s previous glories, whereas Maxiu’s musings on selling the ranch were entirely unnecessary for him to hear.

As everyone thought, this ranch really was in disrepair, basically lying idle.

According to Old Haiden’s introduction, this area was relatively humid for Australia. But looking around, most parts of the ranch were barren; let alone pasture, there was hardly any vegetation—these would require later investments, but considering the local climate, investments could still ensure production.

Chen Yingjun constantly expressed dissatisfaction, although no one else could understand his words, he still insisted; anyway, those people couldn’t understand but could perceive his demeanor. One reason was true discontent, and another was to create some pressure on the seller to facilitate lowering the price later—this was his only function.

To him, this wasteland couldn’t even be called a ranch. In contrast, Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan remained very calm; the couple had come to inspect the ranch themselves at midnight, with Yan Fei carrying his wife on his back for a thorough look, and even caught two rabbits for a Red Braised Rabbit meal in the Dinosaur World.

After a simple lunch, the five parties sat down at the negotiation table—besides Yan Fei and Maxiu, there were the lawyer and evaluation company; Old Haiden also brought two people to provide notarization.

Maxiu started by talking feelings, still the same old story that had been repeated several times: “This ranch is where I grew up since childhood, because my father is no longer around, I don’t want to stay any longer in this sorrowful place, so I decided to sell…”

Appearances can be deceiving, while Maxiu talked sentimentally about the ranch, appearing very articulate, in fact, Wei Dabao had already had people investigate. Since leaving the ranch, he rarely came back; after graduating from an obscure university, he ventured into business in the city.

No one knew the specifics of his entrepreneurial process, but now he ran his own trade company. Until his father’s passing, he took over the ranch; however, he had no experience and the ranch operated at a loss year after year, eventually becoming completely idle.