A night of silence.
At nine o'clock on time the next morning, Zhang Jing, dressed formally, came to visit Wen Li.
Before changing, Zhang Jing would definitely arrive before seven o'clock, not for anything else but to have breakfast.
I don’t dare to do it now. Palmer, the owner of Rosé Winery, died tragically. It is said that his tongue hung out of the corner of his mouth after hanging.
Even his nine-year-old illegitimate son was not spared.
so horrible!
When Zhang Jing arrived, Wen Li was in the backyard, standing quietly in front of the hole left by the toppled beech tree.
Unlike before, the manor was full of male guards.
Today, there are two more strong female guards in the manor. One is over 1.8 meters tall, and the other is less than 1.7 meters tall. They both have 1-inch hair, clear lines on their faces, and every inch of muscle under the skin seems to be full of strength.
Waiting quietly ten meters behind Wen Li.
Zhang Jing did not dare to come forward to disturb Wen Li's memory of her relatives, and stood side by side with the two strong women.
The two women looked at Zhang Jing, their eyes scrutinizing.
Zhang Jing smiled awkwardly as a greeting.
Ten minutes passed quietly, and the short female guard stepped forward to help Wen Li leave the tree pit.
"Why are you here so late today?" Wen Li asked Zhang Jing in a weaker voice than before.
Zhang Jing bent over slightly, looking very timid, "Please forgive me for not being sensible before."
"What's up?"
"I have entrusted a broker to buy a house, and the study can be moved within two months."
"Thank you." Wen Li thanked her.
Zhang Jing was sweating in cold sweat. He didn't dare to refuse.
"Any thing else?"
Zhang Jing handed three silver commemorative coins to Wen Li, "It cost 280,000 meters to find them, plus my 30,000 yuan commission, the total is 310,000 meters."
Brokerage fees, lawyer fees, Ruth labor fees, and transfer tax were not included. Zhang Jing admitted it.
Looking at the three commemorative coins lying quietly in Zhang Jing's hand, and then picking them up to look at them carefully, Wen Li was stunned at first, then laughed, looking up to the sky.
Zhang Jing's heart went crazy as he laughed.
When the old lady laughed enough, Zhang Jing reminded, "It cost 310,000 yuan to find them."
"Li Xing."
Wen Li waved to a middle-aged male assistant waiting not far away, "Check."
The middle-aged man named Li Xing quickly took out his checkbook and pen and handed them to Wen Li.
Swish swish swish.
Wen Li wrote the number on the checkbook, signed her name, tore out a whole page and handed it to Zhang Jing, "You deserve this."
After receiving the check, Zhang Jing's eyes slowly grew bigger like light bulbs, his heart pounded, seven digits!
Incredulously, she asked Wen Li, "Is there a decimal point missing after six?"
"No."
Zhang Jing squeezed the check tightly. It was six million yuan, which directly increased his total deposit by 120%.
After calming down, Zhang Jing tried to ask, "Can I change it into Xiangjiang coins? With so much money, the taxes must be very expensive."
Zhang Jing originally didn't know.
Xu Zehong's popular science told him that Xiangjiang is exempt from capital gains tax on profits and funds coming in from outside. Only profits generated locally are taxed. The tax on profits within two million yuan is less than 9%, and 16.5% is levied on the excess.
Depending on the situation, 6 million yuan will require 25 to 45% for both Dragon Country and Citi Country.
Wen Li nodded, as if it was just a trivial matter, "Help Zhang Jing change the money into Xiangjiang coins."
Li Xing handed his hand to Zhang Jing, who reluctantly handed over the check.
"Do you have a Xiangjiang Bank card?" Li Xing asked.
Zhang Jingmali took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the Nanyang Bank mobile APP.
Li Xing took the card number.
"How did you find it?" Wen Li asked curiously.
“At State Technical College, my African-American roommate was named Yakub Beard;
He accurately told me the address of my great-grandfather Jordan Beard. I bought the house for 280,000 yuan and found three commemorative coins in the house. "
"So simple?" Wen Li looked surprised.
"There's a lot of luck involved," Zhang Jing said modestly, "otherwise it wouldn't be so fast."
"Your luck is amazing," Wen Li recalled with emotion. "There was once a fool who searched for ten years to no avail. You didn't even use ten days."
Zhang Jing instantly understood that the fool in Wen Li's words was her husband. There were photos in the study room. Xu Sike died in 2015.
After walking with Wen Li for more than ten minutes, Zhang Jing left Manor No. 1032.
When I go out, it feels like a heavy burden has been lifted off my body.
Fortunately I didn't take away the three commemorative coins, otherwise the consequences might have been disastrous.
Wen Li smiled so happily, which showed that she valued him very much.
What if he stayed, then sold it at a pawn shop, and then Wen Li found out about it, and was eventually hanged?
It feels like it shouldn't happen, but it's actually possible. Zhang Jing's heart is trembling a little after walking before the gate of hell.
Ding ding ding~
Ding Jiaqi made a video call and saw the roadside environment and asked with concern: "Brother Zhang, where are you?"
"I just came out of Manor No. 1032, and I'm about to go back to the city."
"The news just now is that a professor named Long Guoyu, named Wang, his wife, and two children aged 16 or 17, a boy and a girl, who lived in the suburbs of Yisego, were hanged in a mansion."
Zhang Jing instantly felt that his knees were weak. He wanted to stand up straight but was shaking.
Is it a coincidence that the method used to kill the Palmer family is exactly the same?
Forty minutes later, Zhang Jing came to the apartment rented by Ding Jiaqi and Qu Xiaoqing again.
"Brother Zhang, there has been a huge quarrel in the local Chinese forum over this matter."
"Why the quarrel?" Zhang Jing wondered, "Shouldn't it be that they share the same hatred and hatred?"
"Some people say that Professor Wang died unjustly, while others say that the disaster did not affect the whole family." Ding Jiaqi shrugged.
"Sounds like a very unpopular person?" As strangers in a foreign land, Zhang Jing believed that we should unite.
"I know, this is a person with yellow skin and a white heart," Qu Xiaoqing said while holding his mobile phone, "I just followed the victim's certain audio account, and he actually has 100,000 fans. The content he posted is very interesting. Let me read two pieces for you."
"Read quickly." Ding Jiaqi urged.
Qu Xiaoqing coughed and read on his mobile phone: 'Aimou Ying announced its third quarter financial report, with revenue soaring 62% and profit of 380 million yuan, compared with a loss of 69 million yuan in the same period last year;
The company announced that it would repurchase 2 billion yuan in shares to reward shareholders;
Aimouying announced its withdrawal from the Longguo market in May this year, but did not expect its performance to be so good. '
Putting down the phone, Qu Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Look at it carefully, is it very villainous?"
Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi understood. No wonder some people said that he deserved his death.
"This one is more interesting." Qu Xiaoqing picked up the phone and read again:
'I found the data. There are more than one million new deaths per week, 300 deaths, and a death rate of 0.03%, which is one-thirtieth of the flu. What are you worrying about? (Can’t laugh or cry expression). '
It's really interesting.
You don’t need to look at the others. These two are enough to make compatriots of one skin color and two stances quarrel.
