Early on Saturday morning, Wang Sisi and her best friend Fan Simin brought a tent to Kanfan Farm to spend the weekend.
Zhang Jing liked Wang Sisi and drove a pickup truck, bringing food and tools to the rocky beach to spend happy time with her.
Listening to the sound of the waves, setting up tents in a safe area and surrounding the fire pit, Zhang Jing was sweating profusely after being so busy.
"Uncle," Wang Sisi and Fan Simin picked up many shells from the beach, "What should we eat for lunch today?"
"Steak and beef balls are cooked in advance and can be eaten after being heated up," Zhang Jing introduced to his girlfriend. "Others include mashed potatoes and American-style boiled soybeans."
"Is there any wine?" Fan Simin asked.
Fan Simin is the same age as Wang Sisi, and her dressing style is very fashionable. She exposes her navel and shoulders, wearing yoga pants, a corset top with a material look, and her facial features.
Because Fan Simin is Wang Sisi's best friend, good enough to cover for each other, and knows everything, Zhang Jing said politely, "We have wine, white wine and red wine brewed on the farm."
"Yes!" Fan Simin looked like a little drunkard, "I like to drink, and you are very sensible. I'm sorry that I covered you in the hotel bathroom last time."
Zhang Jing has a ball of black hair, this girl is so cool.
People see things through but don't tell them, but this girl sees things through but doesn't tell them, and she doesn't feel any sense of disobedience, let alone embarrassment.
Not finished, Fan Simin asked again, "Sisi said there are three 180s like you. Is this true?"
"Of course it's true," Wang Sisi interjected from the side, "Uncle, tell her quickly."
Zhang Jing wiped away his embarrassment, was he really detached from society? Or are you too old-fashioned in your thinking?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Jingwei blended into the atmosphere and said, "There are not three 180s, only one."
"Ha!" Fan Simin looked at Wang Sisi, "Look, Zhang Jing admitted it himself, and you are still bragging."
Wang Sisi was anxious and shook Zhang Jing's arm.
"I don't have a 180-square-meter house, and I don't have a height of 180 centimeters," Zhang Jing said, "I only have 180."
"It's true!" Fan Simin was not reserved at all, "How could it be 180?"
Zhang Jing held up his forehead. If he wanted to prove it, he couldn't just take it out and measure it, right?
Wang Sisi also realized that this kind of thing could not be confirmed, so she changed the topic and chatted, "Uncle, I saw your Facebook post of buying 100,000 shares of Game Translation Station. I also bought 10,000 shares. Yesterday's closing price has risen to 470 Mi Yuan per share, you are so awesome, and so am I."
Fan Simin looked at Wang Sisi in surprise, "You bought 10,000 shares of Game Translation Station? Really? Fake?"
"Of course it's true," Wang Sisi took out her mobile phone as she spoke, "I have been paying attention to uncle's news and bought it."...
Zhang Jing looked at Wang Sisi's mobile phone stock trading background. The purchase price of her game translation station was 18.1 yuan per share, the total cost was 181,000 yuan, and the current total value is more than 4.7 million yuan.
Seeing such data, Fan Simin felt it was unreal and complained: "Why didn't you tell me when you bought it?"
"The stock market is risky. What if it falls?" Wang Sisi said nonchalantly, "I only bought it when I saw my uncle buying it. It doesn't matter whether it goes up or down. It's purely because of love. Even my mother doesn't know about it."
Fan Simin was so angry that she missed such a rare opportunity.
"Sell before the market closes on Monday," Wang Sisi was none other than Zhang Jing, reminded, "I also plan to sell my 100,000 shares on Monday afternoon, so I'll be safe."
"Okay," Wang Sisi didn't feel much about money, mainly because her mother was too rich, so she readily agreed, "I'm very obedient."
If Su Su heard Wang Sisi say that she was very obedient, she would definitely have a lot of opinions.
Just at this moment, information came in, and it turned out that "Bu Bu Die" was about to give birth.
"Either you go back to the city or spend the night in the cowshed area. The beach is not safe." After saying these words, Zhang Jing got in the car and quickly left the beach.
Drive an hour and rush to Jennifer’s fantastic winery.
Passing through the black iron gate, tall palm trees are planted along both sides.
The concrete road passed the picturesque main building of the winery and found Jennifer and the veterinarian on the green space near the planting area.
Jennifer, who looked like a high school student, glanced at Zhang Jing, then looked at the horse without saying a word.
Following her line of sight, Bu Die and the General were thirty meters away.
Among them, "Can't Die" was giving birth. When Zhang Jing arrived, he just saw the pony wrapped in a sac and fell out, and the amniotic fluid spilled all over the floor.
If you can't die, you will look back to lick the calf and help the pony clean off its coat.
The pony was very brave. As soon as it landed, it tried to stretch its limbs and try to stand up. Its slender limbs looked so soft and weak, as if it couldn't withstand the wind, let alone its body.
After several failures, it finally succeeded and was able to walk upright and slowly follow its mother.
"I've seen this scene many times," Jennifer looked at the foal, as if talking to the air, "I never get tired of seeing it every time, it's like a miracle."
Zhang Jing is always busy. At this moment, he could feel Jennifer's tranquility and agreed, "It is indeed spectacular."
"What have you been busy with lately?" Jennifer looked back at Zhang Jing and asked.
"Game Translation Station."
"I saw your Facebook updates. The purchase price for 100,000 shares was only over 17 yuan. Congratulations."
"Thanks."
"I noticed the "anti-short selling theory" post on the Yahoo forum, and found that you reposted it just a minute after it was posted. I want to know, how many Game Translation Station stocks did you buy in total? "
"It's not me," Zhang Jing explained, "Miss Barbie bought a total of 3.08 million shares and sold 580,000 shares."
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Jennifer was finally moved and looked at Zhang Jing with an incredible look, automatically ignoring Barbie, "So you are now worth a billion dollars or more?"
"Paper wealth doesn't count."
After digesting it for a while, Jennifer said, "I have also read the "anti-short selling theory" article. In theory, as long as the network cable is not pulled out and people die, the stock price of Game Translation Station will have no end. "
"In fact, it has a peak," Zhang Jing reminded. "Short-selling institutions are not money printing machines after all."
"Short-selling institutions are not that fragile. If nothing happens, you can exit completely."
Zhang Jing only quoted 3.08 million shares, which seemed like a lot, but compared to the 40 million shares in circulation, it was not that many, so it was easy to get away. But if the peripheral 6 million shares were included, it would be an exaggeration.
After chatting about the game translation station for half an hour, during the impromptu lunch time, Jennifer invited, "Let's have lunch together. Seafood, the best abalone produced in the Great Barrier Reef and flown in from Australia."
Jennifer said it naturally, but Zhang Jing was sweating in his heart.
There was not much going on at the widow's door, not to mention that he had killed Nayel. Faced with the widow, he felt pressured and declined to leave.
Not understanding why Zhang Jing left, Jennifer looked at the housekeeper and asked, "What did I say wrong?"
The housekeeper once studied in the Dragon Country and happened to know a bit about the Dragon Country. Zhi Zhi didn't know how to speak, but in the end he used the most tactful way to express his meaning clearly.
Jennifer instantly stiffened and cursed secretly!
