Chapter 384： Animal Auction (2)

"I'm sorry to bother you, is it Mr. Yang?" A voice rang from behind Yang Cheng. Hansen and Andrew quickly turned around to block the visitors, and their sharp eyes passed through the black sunglasses.

Yang Cheng was not so nervous, turned around with her arms around Emma, ​​covering Emma's nose and mouth with her big hands like a mask, watching the nervous stranger playfully, and frankly admitted, "It's me, you Is there a problem?"

The stranger's height is only over 160 centimeters, perhaps not as tall as Emma. His thin body and weathered face, and the occasional irritability of swallowing saliva aroused Yang Cheng's interest. This kind of look is very introverted. Why would people who are not sociable take the initiative to stop themselves?

"I'm very sorry to disturb you, Mr. Yang. I am an animal broker named Jeff Lowe. Mr. Yang calls me Jeff. I really didn't expect to meet a rich man like Mr. Yang in this small place. "Jeff Lowe's voice is tense, he can hear his nervousness, but he is still very organized when speaking of compliments.

Yang Cheng waved her hand and said bluntly, "If you have nothing else, I will continue to visit the auction."

Jeff Lowe stretched out his hand anxiously, trying to take hold, but he was tightly restrained by Andrew and exhaled in pain, "Yang~Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I have no malice, I just want to recommend myself to you, the water here is deep. It’s easy to be deceived without a leader who is familiar with."

Yang Cheng cocked the corner of her mouth, patted Andrew on the shoulder to signal him to relax, and separated the two and stood in front of Jeff, "Then how do I know if you joined others to cheat me?"

Jeff Lowe rubbed his forearm, hung his head and smiled bitterly and said, "It would be okay if this is the case, but unfortunately I am very unwelcome here. No one wants to join me in the game, otherwise I won't volunteer. Jump out to make Mr. Yang upset."

This sounded sincere, but Yang Cheng would not let go of his vigilance, but he did not reject Jeff Lowe. As he said, this kind of black market that is not supervised at all can easily lead to trouble without acquaintances. Whether this Jeff Lowe is a liar, Yang Cheng is not so worried. It takes a deep way to lie to him, and he has to pass the ghost gate of Hansen and Andrew.

He beckoned, "Then follow me first and introduce your situation!"

Emma was silent, Yang Cheng’s big hands made masks, her expression looked less ugly, and her big smart eyes floated on Jeff Lowe’s body from time to time. She had never encountered such a fun before. In the face of a billionaire rich man like Yang Cheng, she actually had the courage to recommend herself and voluntarily admitted to being excluded by others. She thought this Jeff Lowe was extremely interesting.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang, for giving me this opportunity. In fact, I have been in this business for many years. There are no 100 or 80 animals sold from my hands, and I can proudly say that these animals have found the most suitable owners. , I’m alive and well now. I’m different from other brokers. They just exchange these fresh lives for money, they don’t care about life or death at all. They even abused animals in various ways in order to sell them at a high price. They seem to be obedient and easy to feed. They are a group of vampires who deserve to go to hell!"

Jeff Lowe's expression suddenly became savage, and he roared angrily.

Yang Cheng quietly listened to Jeff Lowe's self-report as he walked. How could he not hear the change in attitude before and after it made him more curious.

"I have tried countless times to fight against these nasty guys, but my fists are hard to beat with my four hands. I have no capital to fight. Instead, I have become a public enemy in the industry. In the eyes of many outsiders, I am the same group of vampires. , I don’t have the qualifications to pretend to be lofty. If my family doesn’t need money, I wouldn’t take the initiative to find it. Forget it, I don’t want to mention these past events. Mr. Yang made you laugh."

Jeff Lowe quickly sorted out his emotions, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. Obviously his memories were not very good.

Yang Cheng didn't comment too much on this. In any case, it was Jeff Lowe's side words. He came here just to buy a few animals to enrich the entertainment life of his ranch, not to be the savior.

But Emma Watson couldn't suppress curiosity, and asked, "So, are you an animal protectionist?"

Jeff Lowe felt that this girl was familiar, but he didn't dare to think about it. Following Yang Cheng, a rich and powerful woman, she might be either a model or a celebrity. Maybe she has seen it on TV or in a magazine.

He laughed at himself, "Which kind of animal protectionist am I? At most, I am one of the bad guys whose conscience has not been extinguished."

To be honest, if the people watching the animals were not well-dressed, Yang Cheng would have thought that he had come to the vegetable market. The calls of various animals were mixed together, which made people unconsciously amplify the volume of the conversation, leading to chaos on the scene.

Yang Cheng frowned and asked Jeff Lowe, "Is it always so chaotic here?"

Jeff Lowe cautiously lags behind Yang Cheng by half his body, and when he hears that he lifts the worn cowboy hat, "Today is not bad, if it is a summer auction, it will be like being in a pan and staying for half an hour. I feel like I'm about to be cooked."

After a pause, seeing Yang Cheng still having that unhappy expression, Jeff boldly asked, "If Mr. Yang wants to save some time, you can tell me your goal today, and I will take you directly over."

Yang Cheng glanced sideways at Jeff and did not answer. Just when Jeff Lowe thought Yang Cheng did not trust him and was about to shut up and not actively suggesting, Yang Cheng said, "I don't have a clear goal. I want small animals that are not aggressive, cute, and suitable for keeping."

Jeff Lowe looked overjoyed. He didn't think Yang Cheng would use him to get rid of him. Such a big tone showed that Yang Cheng was going to be bleeding today, and it also proved that he was going to make a fortune today.

Thinking of this, Jeff's footsteps followed a little briskly, and trot to lead the way, "Mr. Yang, come with me. I know an agent who specializes in smuggling red pandas from India. I think this should meet your requirements. "

Yang Cheng couldn't help but shine. The red panda that Jeff said is actually a red panda in the population of country Z, mostly in southern Asia, southern country Z, Bhutan, India, Myanmar and other regions.

The fate of this little thing is completely opposite to that of its big brother, the giant panda. Because it is a national treasure, the giant panda has been carefully protected and reproduced over the years. The race has been continued. There is no possibility of extinction for the time being. Its habitat has been destroyed on a large scale, and of course there are reasons for illegal hunting. The number has dropped sharply. It has been included in the category of endangered species in the world. The number that can be detected at present is only more than 10,000, which is very rare. I did not expect it to be here. Can touch.

"Aren't there people from the Animal Protection Association here? Do they allow endangered species to be sold indiscriminately?" Yang Cheng asked puzzledly.

Jeff Lowe smiled bitterly and leaned over and explained in a low voice, "Mr. Yang, people from these associations always come here with one eye and one eye closed. As long as you are willing to pay Benjamin, there is nothing you can’t sell. Of course, on the surface You need to sign a series of agreements, such as assisting the Animal Protection Association to maintain endangered species, and conducting scientific research projects. They have countless ways to circumvent legal sanctions."

Yang Cheng nodded clearly. The saying that there would be no killing without buying or selling is quite right, but Yang Cheng does not include himself in the category of killing endangered species. He is different from the local tyrants who buy wild animals. These endangered animals In his hands, he will receive the best and most comprehensive care, and his limited life span is definitely more comfortable than staying in the wild, and if given the opportunity, he would not mind setting up an endangered species protection fund, hiring professionals to multiply and protect endangered species , He has the ability to do all of this, and by all accounts he can be regarded as accumulating virtue.

Soon, Jeff Lowe turned left and right in front, and came to the corner of the entire auction market. A black man who looked as desolate as Jeff Lowe was squatting in washed white jeans. Smoking on the ground, and in the cage under his feet, there were one big, three and four cute creatures. Yang Cheng recognized the big, red-brown, long-haired cute creature at a glance. It was a red panda, no doubt, but it Yang Cheng's eyes were completely lacklustre, a piece of ashes, and Yang Cheng saw the same look in the eyes of those patients who knew they were terminally ill-life is nothing to love!

Look at the three cubs next to him with milky smelly, lighter, grayish-yellow, fluffy fur. They are also quite sluggish. Even if someone comes over, they can’t attract the interest of the little guys. There is a bowl of muddy in the corner of the cage. Water, let alone people, animals can't drink it.

Yang Cheng's mood is very tough. Even though this scene looks very sad, it is only a slight frown. Without a word, Emma Watson couldn't help it. She squatted down and hid her beauty under her sunglasses. The eyes soon burst into tears, and she stretched out her white fingers and tried to reach into the cage to haunt the red panda cubs, but just after her fingers were less than one centimeter into the cage, the little panda mother, who was still languid, quickly arched her body and her mouth There was a threatening neigh, apparently treating Emma as an enemy to **** her child.

The desolate black man looked at Yang Cheng and sneered, "This is just caught from the forest. It hasn't been trained and has a wild temper. It's best not to touch it until you are familiar with it." Just like kicking trash, kicking on the cage suddenly shrank the little panda into a ball.

"Stop, you can't treat them like this!" Emma couldn't see her eyes, stood up and roared, her posture was no worse than the red panda mother who just tried to protect her cub.

The black man disapproved, licking his big white teeth, "Madam, before you have paid out enough dollars, I will treat these little guys as I like, even killing and eating meat has nothing to do with you."