After leaving Jennifer's Wonderful Winery without having lunch, Zhang Jing drove straight to the airport. Xu Zehong was already waiting at the airport in advance and flew to Xiangjiang in business class.
Before boarding the plane, Mike, Milika, Felai and Jamie were notified by phone to fly to Nairobi, the capital of Kenya.
Close your eyes, open your eyes, and sleep until you reach your destination.
Because Liang Jieshu and Zhou Manmiao were not in Xiangjiang, Zhang Jing had no nostalgia for this place and directly handed over the three oil paintings to the Xiangjiang Museum for preservation and display. Among them, Xu Zehong was responsible for contacting experts to repair the damaged one.
We only stayed for less than three hours, and then got on the plane again and headed to Nairobi.
Jennifer has proven that she has a strong ability to print money. Zhang Jing wants to catch her money-making train, so it is very necessary for him to do the things she tells him well and beautifully.
Because the flight has to stop in Bangkok and Kuala Lumpur, the entire flight time exceeds fifteen hours. If you don't sleep, the time will be very difficult.
While Zhang Jing was working hard, Xiangshan Museum once again hit the hot searches on major websites at rocket speed, including a certain topic, a certain book, a certain tube, a certain sound, and a certain article, all ranking high in popularity.
The reason for the popularity is that two authentic Picasso paintings were released for the first time, including a full-length portrait and a bust of the Thirteenth Century.
Originally, visiting the Xiangshan Museum required reservations 20 to 30 days in advance. In just a few hours, the reservation was scheduled to 60 days later.
A large number of tourists want to visit, and some people want to spend money to jump in line, but because it is a real-name reservation system, there are no scalpers at all, which makes some people with interests scream anxiously.
This includes Tyler Ortiz, who has eight images of Hepburn.
When she saw on the Internet that two portraits of the 13th Pablo Picasso appeared in Hong Kong, her head twitched, her vision went dark, and she almost fell down.
At this time, the phone rang, and a moment later Taylor Ortiz saw the "boss" in an office deep in the Zarzuela Palace.
"You are right," the handsome old man expressed bitterness to Tyler Ortiz, "Zhang Jing indeed took away the inheritance belonging to my ancestors, but I can't figure out how he did it?"
The old man's expression was tangled, "We have obviously been very careful and treated them seriously, how could he take two oil paintings out of Madrid?"
"We were fooled," Tyler Ortiz was thinking about the same problem on the way here and guessed, "Zhang Jing may have been a bait to attract our attention, and someone else took away the oil painting."
There was only this explanation. The old man thought thoughtfully, "It's strange. The map was soaked in water and completely blurred. How could Zhang Jing find the treasure left by his ancestors?"
"Is it possible," said Tyler Ortiz, who is very capable of thinking, "that what Zhang Jingzhen really wants is just the exchange agreement, not the treasure map itself at all?"
The words awakened the man in his dream, and thinking of the terms of the exchange agreement, "Giving up the ownership of the Thirteenth Life Treasure" and "One-time immunity from smuggling," the old man became more and more aware of Zhang Jing's scheming and sinister intentions.
"Can I get my money back through prosecution?" the old man asked reluctantly.
Tyler Ortiz bowed his head. Zhang Jing hired a team of professional lawyers at a cost of up to 500,000 yuan to use people's money to eliminate disasters. The contract was really professional and there was nothing wrong with it. The lawsuit was not only embarrassing but also embarrassing. The pettiness has no other use.
The old man also realized that prosecution would not work. He was making an unreasonable act and was embarrassed by the whole world. He could only admit that he was unlucky. But that was his great-grandfather's portrait and it was put on display in Xiangjiang for people to appreciate. What was it?
Zhang Jing did not know that because of his cautious behavior, he avoided a lawsuit. At this moment, he was flying over Nairobi.
In March, I thought Kenya on the west coast of the Indian Ocean would either be very hot or very cold, but I was surprised to find that it was as comfortable as spring.
The body temperature is about 25 to 27 degrees. A cotton and linen shirt and a pair of loose trousers can handle it.
I thought Nairobi International Airport was terrible, but it turned out to be a slap in the face. Not only is it much prettier than Los Angeles International Airport, it is also newer, larger, and more spacious.
"OSS," Milika was waiting at the T2 international flight pick-up exit, "Welcome to Nairobi."...
"Ha!" Zhang Jing complained, "If I could, I would rather lie on the farm, but it's a pity that I still have to work."
Milika was speechless and didn't know how to answer the question.
"Where are Mike, Jamie, and Feilai?" Zhang Jing asked the strong woman.
"Two hours ago, they had already set off and were on their way to Samburu, a city 300 kilometers away."
The mahogany belonging to Jennifer was in Samburu City. Zhang Jing ran lazily and sent his employees to work in advance.
"Let's go to the hotel first," Zhang Jingxiang complained endlessly, "There is a guy on the plane whose whole body smells of perfume. He almost smoked me to death. I want to take a warm bath."
Milika led Zhang Jing to the parking lot, drove the rented SV, drove about 17 or 18 kilometers to the city, and stopped at the entrance of a hotel hidden behind the main road with a bicycle entrance.
Looking at the surrounding environment, green trees, white walls, and red tiles are very beautiful, not like "Africa" at all.
Even the African-American girls passing by were very beautiful and well-educated. It was obvious that this was a high-end hotel.
"This is the hotel chosen by Mike," said the tall and tall Milika. "There are three embassies of Western countries nearby. The occupancy rate is high among high-net-worth people, so it is relatively safe."
"Duxi Hotel," Zhang Jingmo read the name of the hotel, then looked at Milika and asked, "Is Nairobi unsafe?"
"It's not far from here," Milica introduced. "Ten years ago, a shopping mall was attacked. Before leaving, Mike said that this hotel has many escape exits and the efficiency of escaping from an attack is high."
Zhang Jing agreed that it was a good thing that Mike was highly vigilant. It would be best if nothing happened. No one would want to be surprised if something happened.
After passing the security check at the entrance and checking in at the front desk, Zhang Jing and Milika took the elevator to the sixth floor, found the room, swiped the card and pushed the door open. The entrance was a small living room with two rooms on the left and right, which belonged to a business suite.
"oss," Milica introduced, "the small room on the right is mine, and the large room on the left is yours. Each room has a bathroom, and yours has a jacuzzi."
Tired from flying, Zhang Jing waved his hand and then locked himself in the room.
Just as Zhang Jing was lying in the bathtub, a treasure hunting team of six people, headed by a white female geologist Noleta, also checked into the Duxi Hotel. Coincidentally, Zhang Jing lived in 607, and they lived in 708, upstairs and downstairs. Move a room away.
Noleta is 41 years old. Due to constant exposure to wind and sun, her skin looks sagging and she looks older.
Because the visual distance of the metal increased to 10 meters, Zhang Jingpao clearly saw one of the three people in the bathtub carrying a pistol.
Zhang Jing didn't know that the person living upstairs was an acquaintance, so he continued to take a bath with peace of mind as if the matter was none of his business. He also thought about ordering a special takeaway.
Compared to Zhang Jing who was relaxed, the atmosphere in the room with Noleta and her companions was solemn.
