Because of the long distance, Zhang Jing did not return to Kanfen Farm until 11:30 p.m. Su Su had been waiting for him for two hours.
Fortunately, Liya was there, so she didn't neglect him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Su," Zhang Jing greeted politely, "I kept you waiting."
It would be too harmful to call her aunt, and calling her sister is not an option. The only option is to call her Mr. Su.
"It doesn't matter." Su Su was wearing a khaki jacket and gray trousers. The colors were well matched. The clothes were fashionable and looked high-end. "There is a piece of gold in Sisi's room. Did you give it to me?"
"This...this..." Zhang Jing was speechless.
"I'm not here to trouble you," Mr. Su Su introduced. "Someone told me that it was the treasure of the legendary pirate Edward. I'm curious whether it is true or not?"
"I got it by chance in Burlington, just one piece," Zhang Jing explained. "I'm not sure if it belongs to Edward."
"I sent the gold back to you," Su Su reminded. "It will cause trouble. Besides, I don't want you to have any contact with Sisi."
Zhang Jing neither agreed nor refused.
It was almost noon, and Su Su refused the lunch invitation and drove away.
Watching Su Su leave along the mountain path, his cell phone rang.
"Oss," Dillon called suddenly, "A picture suddenly circulated on the Internet, a piece of gold with the Pirate Edward mark on it. I have sent the picture to your Facebook."
Zhang Jing quickly opened the picture. It was the piece he gave to Wang Sisi. It had the same traces of oxidation.
Obviously, as a sane adult, the picture could not be spread by Su Su. Zhang Jing called Wang Sisi, who was taking classes at UCLA to learn how to become a producer and director.
"Uncle," Wang Sisi's voice was sweet, "do you miss me?"
"How did the picture of that piece of gold spread?" Zhang Jing asked the girl.
"My classmates are all showing off the gifts from their boyfriends, and I'm showing off too. Is there any problem?"
The veins on Zhang Jing's forehead jumped wildly. Thinking of Wang Sisi's tenderness, he did not get angry after all. Instead, he said with relief, "No, that picture may cause you trouble. If anyone asks, just say it was from me."
Wang Sisi was just innocent and not stupid. She asked in a weak tone: "Did I get into trouble?"
"No, I'll see you when I have time."
"Okay, goodbye uncle." Wang Sisi hung up the phone happily.
As if to confirm what Zhang Jing said, someone soon came to Wang Sisi, and more than one of them asked her about the origin of the piece of gold. new
Originally, Wang Sisi wanted to be tough and stand up for Zhang Jing, but she obviously overestimated her ability. Not only did her tire get punctured, she was followed, and she also received bullets and death threats.
In the end, the ball was kicked to Zhang Jing's feet, and trouble began.
The first person called was Parag Agrawal. He looked like an Indian, with relatively rare white skin, a strong body, and short hair. He had visited once before.
Because he was rejected, he went to the north gate of the farm, waited for the school bus to show up every day, and harassed and threatened the eight children on the farm who were going to school. It was a bit like a hooligan.
So Zhang Jing had to meet Parag Agrawal.
It is impossible to invite the other party to the farm. Cats and dogs can enter the farm, but animals cannot. You can meet the other party directly at the farm gate.
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Yi asked Parag Agrawal.
"Hello Mr. Zhang," Parag Agrawal said, somewhat like a thug in a suit. He had strong muscles under his clothes and looked human-like. "I want to know where you found Edward Gold and what else you found. ?Is there a treasure map?"
Parag Agrawal actually knows the treasure map! ! !
His shocked expression remained unchanged, Zhang Jing shook his head, "Take me two million yuan and I'll tell you everything I know."
"Why two million meters?" Parag Agrawal asked curiously.
Zhang Jing said nonsense: "Because my information is only worth two million yuan."
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"Tell me the information first," Parag Agrawal said seriously, "and then I will pay you two million meters."
Zhang Jing crossed his arms and retorted, "What makes you feel so awesome?"
"You don't know me?" Parag Agrawal asked curiously.
This time it was Zhang Jing's turn to wonder, could it be that Parag Agrawal was so awesome? He could impress strangers with just one name, such as Lao Ma, Lao Qiao, Lao Luo, and Lao Bu. The names of these people could indeed Worth 2 million yuan, or even more.
"May I ask who your father is?" Zhang Jing asked politely.
"What does it have to do with my father?" Parag Agrawal asked.
Zhang Jing immediately asked again, "May I ask who your mother is?"
"Are you greeting my mother?" asked Parag Agrawal angrily.
"No," Zhang Jing explained, "You have to prove that you have 2 million yuan and will not default on your debt. So, who are your parents? This is the first time I have heard of your name."
"I am an Indian," Parag Agrawal asked Zhang Jing of course, "Isn't this enough?"
Zhang Jing: "...."
It was so numb, it turned out that he had encountered a lunatic. Zhang Jing stretched his hand behind him, and a pistol appeared in his hand, "You bitch! Get out of my way!"
No matter how skilled he is, he is still afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention that Zhang Jing was holding a pistol. Parag Agrawal rolled and crawled away.
"Bah!" Zhang Jing spat on the ground, "bad luck!"
In the next few days, cockroaches sent blades and bullets to Kanfen Farm every day, forcing Zhang Jing to disclose the secret of Edward's treasure.
Facts have proved that Parag Agrawal and those cockroaches who dare not show their heads are just little bastards, and the way the big shots appear is another way.
A man and a woman whom I met once in Burlington earlier, their backgrounds are casino bosses.
The man's full name is James Francis Thorpe.
The woman's full name is James Marmon Silk.
The two first made an appointment two days in advance, and then drove a luxury fleet into Kanfan Farm at the agreed time.
Thorpe and Silke are about 25 or 26 years old. They are Aboriginals but are actually mixed-race. The man looks handsome and handsome, and the woman looks graceful.
These two people can obviously lie down, but they have to stand up and run, and they work very well. Thorpe is a pentathlete, proficient in fencing, swimming, shooting, cross-country running and equestrian.
Silk is a musician.
The convoy started with a Mercedes-Benz S600 bulletproof car, followed by six black X5 bulletproof cars, and more than a dozen bodyguards escorted the two people.
Regardless of whether it is actually needed or not, this aura is really enough.
Just like a house, it is bad luck to have a big house with too many people, and bad luck to have a small house with too many people. The same goes for a motorcade. For such a luxurious motorcade, the people riding in the car must be able to shake the crowd and have a strong aura, otherwise they will look nondescript.
Thorpe and Silk are auras. When they stepped out of the car, they seemed to have an air of dominance around them. They were calm, calm, and in control of everything.
