With a decision in mind, Zhang Jing first came to the bullpen area and drove the car to the oil depot.
The farm has two oil depots, a diesel oil depot and a gasoline oil depot. They are about two kilometers away from the living area, so their safety is relatively guaranteed.
There were many large iron cans and oil drums piled nearby. Zhang Jing found five, filled them up, and put them into the mithril space without anyone around.
Then he went to the junk warehouse, found wire, vise pliers, and rubber cut from discarded tires, and wrapped the ladder legs and steps.
"Bang! Bang!"
Zhang Jing was holding the ladder with his left hand and the iron pliers with his right hand, and was twisting the wire hard. At this time, someone knocked on the iron door of the warehouse behind him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Barbie.
"Oss," Barbie crossed her arms with a faint smile on her face, "This morning, Miss Jennifer Feifei sent someone to deliver some abalone, saying it was flown in from the Great Barrier Reef, and it was only for you to eat. "
"..."
Zhang Jingmaya was stunned. If Jennifer said it unintentionally last time, what about this time?
This is no longer a hint, this is Chiguoguo's explicit statement. Just like the sun in the sky, the blind man also feels a group of light in the sky.
"Haha!" Seeing Zhang Jing's dumbfounded expression, Barbie couldn't stand it any longer, and instantly bent over with laughter, "The housekeeper of Wonderful Winery thought I didn't know, and told me not to tell others, and that I must hand the abalone to you personally, haha, Killing me."
Zhang Jing's expression was dark. Barbie's boyfriend was an overseas student from Long Country. She knew that Abalone Ridge was not strange, but the housekeeper of Wonderful Winery didn't know that Barbie had an ex-boyfriend from Long Country.
The serious image of the old butler was imagined in his mind. No wonder Barbie was so happy.
Almost smiling, Barbie put her legs together, squatted in front of Zhang Jing and asked, "oss, how did you deal with Miss Jennifer?"
Zhang Jing ignored her and continued to repair the ladder.
"Oh!" Barbie noticed the ladder and asked with a look of realization, "Are you using the ladder to climb over the wall?"
Zhang Jing stretched out his hand and rewarded the woman with a millet shell, "Why didn't I notice that you love gossip so much before?"
"Actually, I'm here to apologize." Barbie looked more serious.
"What?" Zhang Jing asked.
"I shouldn't have slapped the guest last time, causing Miss Leya to lose an opportunity. Although you and Miss Leya didn't say anything, I felt very sad."
"It's a blessing in disguise?" Zhang Jing thought it was something and comforted the manager, "It doesn't matter. Leya's career will not stop or go backwards."
Barbie lowered her head, "After all, it was a rare opportunity, but I slapped it away twice."
Zhang Jing smiled and didn't care at all, "This is just a small matter, not to mention that the other party was unreasonable. If I had been there at the time, I would have broken the old thing's three legs."
"Are you really not angry?" Barbie asked again to confirm.
"I'm really not angry." Zhang Jing said with certainty.
"What you said," Barbie emphasized, fearing that Zhang Jing would regret it, "just now, ten minutes ago, I slapped that old guy twice."
Zhang Jing: "...."
"What's going on?" Zhang Jing asked.
"That old bastard seems to have had half of his pension reduced by the royal family. He acts like a rogue at the door and prevents vehicles from entering and exiting. Let us compensate for his losses."
Zhang Jing entered the farm from the southeast gate, so he didn't encounter the guys causing trouble at the northwest gate.
"Call Sheriff Tariq and ask them to come and drag the person away."
"I've already called, I guess I'll be here soon."
"By the way," Zhang Jing asked, "Who is the old man from the Madrid royal family?"
"It's my uncle. He was deported for having sex more than ten years ago. Now he is white."
Zhang Jing was speechless. There are strange things every year, but there are so many this year. They can be regarded as people with status. They are not only gangsters, but also scoundrels.
During the chat, Zhang Jing completed the modification of the ladder, shrunk it and put it into the trunk of the x5.
"I'm going to Wonderful Winery," Zhang Jing told Barbie, "This is normal love, don't gossip with others."
"I got it, I got it," Barbie urged.
"Go quickly, remember to eat more sea cucumbers to replenish your body."
Zhang Jing rolled his eyes. Sea cucumbers are not cheap. Bullwhip is more reliable.
Because there were many dogs, cats, chickens, ducks, and geese in the compound, Zhang Jing drove slowly to the northwest gate of the farm, and happened to see two police officers handcuffing an old man with a smooth big forehead and the appearance of an old government official.
As the car passed by, Zhang Jing lightly stepped on the brakes, looked at the female police officer, one of the two policemen, and asked, "Have we met somewhere?"
The policewoman is about 25 or 26 years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, big eyes and some freckles on her nose.
"You made a mistake." The policewoman replied simply.
Looking at the woman, Zhang Jing suddenly remembered, "At midnight, at the McDonald's restaurant, you were investigating a drug smuggling case."
"It's me." After being recognized by Zhang Jing, the woman immediately admitted it.
"I remember you have two mountain-shaped bars on your shoulders," Zhang Jing looked at the woman's shoulders and asked, "Where are your bars?"
"It's none of your business!" As if angry, the woman turned around and ignored the person.
Obviously, the other party was demoted, the conversation failed, and Zhang Jing went to Wonderful Winery.
.....
Los Angeles, south of Beverly Orbital, y coffee shop.
The setting sun shines on Fan Simin's face through the window, and with the soothing ambient music, she looks anxious.
Unable to bear the sadness of her best friend, Wang Sisi, who was sitting opposite, comforted her, "Don't worry, is that Meng Guo a liar? I just gave him 5 million yuan this morning, why do you want another 5 million?"
"The middleman said that the other party didn't think it was enough," Fan Simin fidgeted, "Sisi, please lend me another 5 million yuan."
"Simin," Wang Sisi said seriously, "You may have met a liar. Think about it carefully. Is there something wrong?"...
"No, I've already confirmed it." Fan Simin is not stupid. "The call was a video call. I saw it with my own eyes. A very powerful person appeared in the other party's video and said that as long as he gave enough money, he would Think of ways to."
Wang Sisi nodded, without thinking much, and explained: "I have no money anymore. The money I borrowed from you this morning was earned from buying stocks with my uncle. The pocket money my mother gave me is not enough to lend to you."
Fan Simin bit her lip, "Can I borrow it directly from Aunt Su?"
Wang Sisi couldn't bear to hurt her friend and reminded: "You may be disappointed."
Fan Simin was now an ant in the hot pot. She was not afraid of disappointment at all. She called Su Su on her mobile phone and went straight to the point of borrowing money.
Not surprisingly, Fan Simin was disappointed, and Su Su refused directly, only expressing concern and condolences.
"Where's Zhang Jing?" Fan Simin was like a drowning man grasping at straws, "Does he have 5 million yuan?"
Wang Sisi shook her head, "Uncle has never told me how much money he has. I think it is 5 million yuan, but he plans to buy a house north of the track, so he may not be able to help you."
Without missing any chance, Fan Simin called Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing was having dinner with Jennifer. It was a candlelight dinner. The atmosphere was so beautiful that he directly called Fan Simin.
Because she had no choice, Fan Simin continued to make the second call.
After all, she was Wang Sisi's best friend. Worried that Fan Simin might have an accident, Zhang Jing said hello to Jennifer, got up from his chair, and walked outside to answer the phone.
