Zhang Jing was not surprised to see Taylor Ortiz. Her job is to search for Madrid royal antiques around the world.
However, they did not plan to buy it back. Instead, they filed a lawsuit to ask for it back for free.
The most famous case is the "Saint Viejo", which was a merchant ship in the fleet of King Philip V of Madrid and was sunk by Yin forces in the Caribbean in 1808.
A private exploration company went bankrupt several times trying to salvage it. With technological updates, they finally succeeded in salvaging nearly one billion meters of gold and silver.
However, just a few days after the private company was happy, Madrid jumped out and announced that they had ownership of the gold and silver salvaged. What followed was a ten-year lawsuit. In the end, the salvage company lost the lawsuit and all the gold and silver were returned to Madrid from Citi.
The process was bloody, shameless, and helpless.
Therefore, when Zhang Jing usually finds good things, he always adheres to the principle of keeping a low profile and getting rid of them quietly.
"Are you also working for the Gripen?" Zhang Jing asked tentatively.
"Yes," Tyler Ortiz said, "there may be something on that ship that belongs to Madrid."
"Tell me about the Gripen," Zhang Jing said with interest. "Who is looking for it? What's in the cabin?"
"The Gripen was just an ordinary private transport ship, a wooden sailing ship. It set out from the Port of Amsterdam in Europe in 1965. There is a record in Citizen's naval history that said it sank in a storm in the Strait of Florida."
"What's on board?" Zhang Jing asked curiously.
"Cough~" Tyler Ortiz coughed, "I haven't had lunch yet, and the wine you drank looks good."
Zhang Jing smiled, not expecting Taylor Ortiz to be so good at begging, and immediately asked the landlady to add more tableware.
The restaurant proprietress thought Taylor Ortiz was Zhang Jing's girlfriend, and suddenly felt that her daughter had no chance, even though her daughter was also very beautiful.
Zhang Jing didn't know that the landlady was full of ideas, so he poured a bowl of rice wine for Taylor Ortiz, "Drink, this is the quintessence of the Dragon Kingdom."
The woman took a small sip and although she didn't spit it out, she refused to take a second sip.
"It tastes so bad," Tyler Ortiz complained, "it tastes weird."
"Tell me about the Gripen." Zhang Jing urged.
"The Gripen was a transport ship that carried all of Carl Zulkner's savings. He planned to immigrate to America and start a new life, but he encountered an accident at sea."
"Who is Karl Zulkner?
"His great-grandfather invented canned fish and meat. The first canned food in the world was made by his family. This invention benefited the entire Netherlands. He made a lot of money and became a very rich man."
"So what exactly is on his boat?" Zhang Jing asked.
"Everything you can imagine," Taylor Ortiz said, "including but not limited to gold and silver coins, jewelry, and even precious antiques."
Zhang Jing asked strangely, "Why is it only exposed now?"
"This matter is not a secret," Taylor Ortiz explained. "The reason why it suddenly became popular is because someone paid to sponsor the search for and salvage the Gripen. As long as it is determined to be qualified, there will be a large amount of sponsorship immediately."
Taking a deep breath of the sea-salty air, Zhang Jingjue could look for the Gripen. If Tyler Ortiz was right, the belongings on board must not be a small number.
"Are you also trying to get sponsorship?" Tyler Ortiz asked.
"I don't want to." Zhang Jing replied decisively.
Tyler Ortiz thought Zhang Jing had no confidence, but unexpectedly someone changed the subject and said, "I don't need help from others, I help myself."
She almost forgot that the person in front of her was the farmer of Kanfen, a very wealthy man, richer than her boss.
At this time, Tyler Ortiz asked what was on his mind, "Mr. Zhang, can the three oil paintings currently on display in Xiangjiang be donated to the Royal Family of Madrid for free?"
There are three oil paintings, one is a bust of Thirteenth Prince, and the other is a full-length portrait of Thirteenth Prince. The last one is stuck on the paper and parchment tube. It was restored and displayed. The content is a joint painting of Thirteenth Prince and his wife.
"What can I get?" Zhang Jing asked Li
Yi asked.
"You can get the friendship of the Madrid royal family," Tyler Ortiz emphasized seriously, "an extremely precious friendship."
Zhang Jing's expression was dark on the spot. Damn friendship, he only likes money!
Seeing that Zhang Jing did not accept it, Taylor Ortiz added, "The royal family does not have a lot of money, you can change your request, if we can do it."
Zhang Jing shook his head, "Money or antiques of equal value, and you need to pay double the price."
"Why double?" Tyler Ortiz asked angrily.
"Because you need it, I'm not in a hurry," Zhang Jing said firmly, "I would rather you give up and let those three oil paintings stay in Hong Kong forever."
Tyler Ortiz clenched his fists angrily, his expression was stiff, and he was unwilling to ask, "If you think about it again, there may be some places where the Madrid royal family needs help."
No need to think carefully, Zhang Jing has nothing to ask the Madrid royal family for help.
Seeing that Zhang Jing really didn't need anything, Taylor Ortiz was a little anxious, "The Madrid royal family is the longest-existing royal family so far. It has a great reputation, a wide network of contacts, and high popularity. Think about the people around you, they are very important to you. People, maybe they are in need?”
Speaking of "hotness", Zhang Jing suddenly thought of the recently released romance movie starring Leya. Although the ratings were acceptable, it still failed to make her popular.
Obviously, the rating is OK, but it is not popular. This is not due to Leya herself, but because the society is sick. She needs popularity, topics, and exposure.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing softened his attitude, "I need to think about it. Maybe there is something I need your help with."
"Wow," Taylor Ortiz's eyes brightened, "Great, we have contact information, please send me a Facebook message or call me as soon as possible."
"Okay," Zhang Jing pointed to the remaining half of the bottle of rice wine, "drink it, and we will be good friends and brothers from now on."
"Why?" Tyler Ortiz was confused, "What does this mean?"
"This is a wine table culture. The more you drink, the better the relationship becomes."
Tyler Ortiz didn't want to drink, but he had to drink. He had no choice but to pick up the bottle and take a sip of rice wine and a bite of food. It really looked like that.
The rice wine was just like that. It started to taste bad. The more it drank, the better it tasted. After finishing one bottle, Tyler Ortiz's face turned red and he proudly greeted the restaurant proprietress, "Please give us two more bottles of wine. The intestines and chicken are very good." Eat, have another one!"
Zheng Muyao, the daughter of the proprietress, brought over a bottle of rice wine and reminded Zhang Jing, "Your friend drank too much."
"It's okay," Zhang Jing raised his love for talents and said deliberately: "She is not my friend. She gets drunk to do things. Do you have a room here?"
Zheng Muyao looked at Zhang Jing in surprise. She originally thought the boy in front of her was nice and fell in love with her at first sight, but she didn't expect him to be like a human being. Her sense of justice suddenly exploded and she said firmly, "You can't take this girl away today, settle the account and start from here." Get out!"
After passing the test, my sister is kind and my brother, the cook, should be good too. Zhang Jing explained, "It was just a joke. I want to talk to your mother."
Just when Zheng Muyao was about to say something, the restaurant door was kicked open hard from the outside, making a loud "clang" sound!
