Zhang Jing could easily guess that Tyler Ortiz, Ralph Highmore, and Weng Lili had objections to him, but he didn't know that a group of gangsters were thinking about him.
In Xiangjiang, the reason why he asked Bai Yin to disembark was just because he met Zhou Manmiao's father and learned that he owed a lot of gambling debts. It was purely an instinctive reaction of the sixth sense.
Interestingly, when Zhang Jing returned to Kanfen Farm, Zhou Manmiao's father had already stayed at Kanfen Farm for three days and was hanging out with some of the farm employees.
"Having fun" doesn't mean gambling, but integrating work and life. He took the initiative to find himself a job in the bullpen.
"What are you doing here!" Zhou Manmiao angrily asked his biological father who was eating at the Cowshed Restaurant.
"I owed you and your mother a lot in the past," said Zhou Manmiao's father, who was about forty-six or seventeen years old. He looked a little slovenly, a little Mediterranean, and spoke Cantonese. His attitude seemed sincere, but he looked a little pitiful. "I think Stay with you and make up for the mistakes I made in the past."
"Get out!" Zhou Manmiao was a little hysterical. It was the first time Zhang Jing saw her being so rude, "I don't have any money to give you!"
Zhou Wanglei looked to Zhang Jing for help, "Zhang Jing, I just want to fulfill my father's responsibilities."
Zhang Jing knew Zhou Manmiao. She was a little woman who only cared about money. She had a clear goal when she was a teenager. She wanted to sell herself at a good price and find a good future for herself. For this reason, she even kept her original identity.
It turns out that a normal woman would fall in love early, unless she is a particularly mature and rational woman.
The word "reason" sounds nice, but it represents a tragic past. How much suffering and hardship have you experienced before you can become super rational?
In addition, no matter what, Zhang Jing will definitely stand on her own side, regardless of whether she is right or wrong.
Looking into the eyes of the middle-aged man, Zhang Jing advised, "Uncle Zhou, please leave the farm for a while. I'll advise Manmiao. When she calms down, I'll notify you to come back to work."
Zhou Wanglei was furious. He thought Zhang Jing would help him. Son-in-law usually tries to please his father-in-law!
"Zhang Jing," Zhou Wanglei argued, "Manmiao is ignorant, how can you drive me out?"
"For the time being," Zhang Jing said euphemistically, as there were more than just three people in the restaurant, but also other employees. "It's just for the time being. I'll notify you to come back when Manmiao calms down."...
Milika, who was strong and strong, stepped forward and stood in front of Zhou Wanglei, semi-forcibly asking him to leave the farm.
There were many people in the restaurant. Zhang Jing took Zhou Manmiao out of the bullpen area and returned to the third villa. In the car, he curiously asked, "Do you have a bad relationship with your father?"
"He just gave birth to me with his mother." Zhou Manmiao felt like he had eaten a fly. "Since I can remember, he has never had a good image. He is either gambling outside or coming back to ask for money from his mother. Domestic violence is also common. things;
Later, they divorced and my mother and I moved places to live. Zhou Wanglei still came to my door and asked my mother for money. After I graduated and started working, he always asked me for money. "
Zhang Jing knew that gamblers were crazy, but there were very few truly crazy people. Most of them could still maintain a semblance of sanity and found their way back at critical moments. He didn't expect Zhou Wanglei to be trapped so deeply.
"Where is your mother?" Zhang Jing asked with concern.
"She likes to raise chickens, ducks, geese, cats and dogs. After I graduated, she returned to live in the countryside of Dongguang."
When it comes to his mother-in-law, Zhang Jing must express his position, "I will pay and remit 1,000 yuan to my mother every month."
Hearing this, Zhou Manmiao burst into tears and smiled, "No, I will transfer 500 meters to her every month. She has a house, land and medical insurance in the countryside, which is usually enough."
While Zhang Jing and Zhou Manmiao were chatting, Zhou Wanglei left the farm, drove two hours northwest along the interstate highway, and met Jacques Parisot in a more remote farm.
"Why did you come back?" Jiang Yang thief Jacques Parisot asked Zhou Wanglei.
"That *** and Zhang Jing kicked me out!" Zhou Wanglei was very angry, "I can't continue to be your undercover agent."
"That's not up to you," Jacques Parisot threatened. "The interest on your gambling debt has already reached 3 million Hong Kong dollars. If you can't pay it back, I will cut you open and sell your organs."
Zhou Wanglei looks pitiful and rogue,
"It's not that I don't want to be an undercover agent for you, but what can I do if they kick me out?"
Looking at Zhou Wanglei, Jacques Parisot's eyes suddenly lit up, "I have an idea, follow me to the garage."
Zhou Wanglei didn't know what Jacques Parisot was thinking, so he followed the garage stupidly, and then his leg was suddenly broken.
Soon a call from the police came to Zhou Manmiao's phone, and he learned that his father had been in a car accident and had broken his leg.
Without thinking or hesitating, Zhou Manmiao made a clear choice. She turned off the phone, threw it into the bathtub, and decided to change her number.
Knowing that his daughter didn't care about him at all, Zhou Wanglei felt aggrieved and one of his legs was broken in vain~
Zhang Jing didn't know about the distanced contest between Zhou Wanglei and Zhou Manmiao. At this moment, he was taking out the wooden box he brought back from Madrid in the newly built vault.
The vault has an area of 145 square meters and a floor height of 3 meters. The wall material is made of high-strength alloy. After completion, it will be inspected by a professional agency. It is said that it can block high-intensity explosions and is stronger than tank armor.
The wooden box is about 20 centimeters in diameter and 1.2 meters long. It is very heavy. It feels like there is iron inside, but the gold finger does not show any metal structure, which shows that the wooden box itself is very heavy.
After struggling for a while to open the wooden box, Zhang Jing's heart instantly ignited a flame of hope.
Three sheepskin tubes lay quietly in the box. From the outside, they looked like scrolls. Worried that he might damage the valuable items through his clumsiness, Zhang Jing called Xu Zehong.
Xu Zehong arrived quickly with professional tools. He first gently took the sheepskin tube out of the wooden box, and then used tweezers to slowly untie the rotten black rope that tied the mouth of the sheepskin bag.
As the mouth of the bag was opened, it was indeed a "paper roll" inside, most likely an oil painting.
Worried that the paper and the parchment tube would stick to each other, Xu Zehong took out the first oil painting at an extremely slow speed for half an hour.
"What's in this?" Xu Zehong asked curiously as he put the scroll in front of his boss.
Zhang Jing swallowed, feeling his heart jumping into his throat, "Maybe it's an authentic Picasso."
In this way, Xu Zehong took it more seriously and slowly unfolded the drawing paper at an extremely slow speed. As the drawing paper opened in front of his eyes, it turned out that it was a full-length portrait. Zhang Jing recognized the person in the painting at a glance as the Thirteenth Emperor himself.
The funny thing is, this guy loves to be pretty. He is wearing a military uniform, with medals on his chest, holding a scepter with both hands, and his hair is shiny. The highlight is his beard.
Generally speaking, it is either a mustache, a sideburns, or a goatee.
The Thirteenth Generation's beard is different. His beard is trimmed into two straight lines on both sides, slightly curved upward, resembling a horn, and looks particularly coquettish.
Here comes the key point. As the scroll slowly opens to the end, the signature of the artist who created it comes into view.
