Zhang Jing didn't know about the trouble Tong Di was in. After the party, he called the African-American employee Jamie the next day.
"Boss, you're looking for me." Jamie stood in front of Zhang Jing at the garage door and asked.
Jamie introduced himself when he first joined the company. He was good at beekeeping.
Zhang Jing went straight to the point, "You are responsible for artificially creating more bee colonies on the farm and harvesting honey part-time."
"The number of natural bee colonies is determined by the number of nearby plants," Jamie said expertly. "Theoretically, if you want more bee colonies and honey, you only need to increase the area of fruit trees and gardens." Z.br>
"You can plant fruit trees or flowers. You can do it. I want more honey," Zhang Jingpai said on a mission. "The 3.5 million acres of farms in Western Australia must also achieve more honey production."
"The more, the merrier?" Jamie asked emphatically.
"The more, the better!" Zhang Jing affirmed, "You discuss with Barbie to increase honey production as much as possible within the scope of ecological balance."
"Okay, this is what I'm good at."
"By the way," Zhang Jing stopped Jamie who was about to leave, "He helped me cut ten pounds of honey from the farm, put it in a bottle, and give it to others."
Jamie lowered his head and left.
Then Zhang Jing called Xu Zehong.
"Rent a long-distance cargo plane," Zhang Jing ordered directly. "Follow legal procedures and send the phoenix-shaped bronze sculpture and ten pounds of honey to Perth, Western Australia, to Wen Li."
Xu Zehong thought he heard wrongly, "Ten pounds of honey???"
Brewing technology is confidential information. What Lin Jiangmeng knows, Xu Zehong does not know.
"You heard it right," Zhang Jing said firmly, "This matter will be handled immediately."
Xu Zehong should leave.
Just at the door of the garage, Zhang Jing called Mike.
"About the Hu family, someone plans to take revenge. This matter has been confirmed," Zhang Jing cut the knot quickly. "I will be the main target of revenge. You organize cowboys to protect the farm, and I will go to Cairo to avoid the limelight."
"It's safer to stay on the farm," Mike correctly reminded.
Zhang Jing also knew that it was safer to stay on the farm, not to mention there were two armored vehicles, which gave him a sense of security.
Of course, he has to go out to find money. Such a happy thing cannot stop for a day.
Regardless of other things, just three residences and three spas cost an average of one thousand yuan a day.
Including property taxes and insurance, nearly 15,000 yuan is burned out of thin air every day.
Besides, Ding Jiaqi is pregnant now and must make more money.
Do what you decided to do immediately, leave the farm in a black x5 bulletproof car, and rush to the airport all the way, where Fan Simin and Silan are already waiting.
Please allow Zhang Jing to make a quibble.
I brought them not for pleasure, but because they were together too quickly and the relationship needed to be cultivated.
Take the VVIP channel and exit the country quickly.
The plane is a rented medium-to-long-distance commercial aircraft, costing 170,000 meters one way to Cairo.
You can't save money on this. The benefits of renting a plane are obvious. The whole journey is really not boring.
Arrive in Cairo and enter smoothly.
Take a taxi to the Zamalek district where the embassy is concentrated. There is a building here that belongs to the Hilton Hotel.
The hotel building looks like stacked blocks and is earthy yellow. It is the tallest building in the neighborhood, and the Nile River is at the door.
In the city center, the surrounding area is clean, not chaotic, and people are generally polite.
The waiter helped with the luggage, and the elevator went to the 26th floor, to the entrance of the business suite No. 2608.
After taking the luggage smoothly, Zhang Jing tipped the waiter two one-meter notes.
After taking the tip, the waiter thanked him and left.
Zhang Jing opened the door.
"Uncle, why are we here?" Fan Simin asked.
"Uncle" is Wang Sisi's special title. Although Fan Simin is the same age as Wang Sisi, it always feels weird.
What if you call him "Brother Zhang"?
Not to mention, he is a head taller than Wang Sisi.
Uncle, just be uncle,
Zhang Jing was too lazy to invent a new title.
"It's a honeymoon," Zhang Jing said in a relaxed tone, "nothing else."
The corner of Fan Simin's mouth twitched, taking two people on their honeymoon at a time, as if there was something wrong there?
Fortunately, after fifteen hours on the plane, she was able to get along with Silan in a friendly manner and initially formed a tacit understanding.
Silan came in last, closed the door from the inside, and fanned himself with his hands, "It's too hot, I need to take a shower first."
Zhang Ding nodded and began to tour the room.
suite.
Entering is the living room, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window facing east, and outside is the city scenery with rolling heat waves and distorted air.
To the left of the living room is the bedroom, with a 2.4-inch bed and a large floor-to-ceiling window.
The bathroom is located in the bedroom. One-third of the entire room is the bathroom, with an oversized white bathtub.
Take half a day off to catch up on jet lag.
In the evening, exchange local currency at the hotel front desk, followed by time for delicious food and night market shopping.
Overall, Cairo is a nice place to live and things are very cheap.
You can actually get a bowl of mutton-flavored fried noodles for 1 meter.
A cup of freshly squeezed sugar cane juice only costs 0.2 RMB, a cup of pure corn juice only costs 0.3 RMB, and a cup of coffee only costs 0.5 RMB.
We went to Khalili Market again. There was nothing to do here, but we must try the ice-cold mango juice. It costs 1 meter per cup. It tastes very pure and refreshing!
Others include kebabs, lamb shanks, potato syrup balls, roasted peppers and more.
In this way, the three of them ate and shopped until ten o'clock in the evening before reluctantly walking back.
"So full, so happy," Silan asked with a happy sigh under the street lamp, "Where should we go to play tomorrow?"
Zhang Jing had already planned, "Go to the Valley of the Kings to see the pharaoh's tomb."
"I've been there once," Fan Simin said, holding a glass of mango juice in her hand. "It's still more than five hundred kilometers away from Cairo. It's desolate and far away. It's not as fun as Khalili Market."
"It's too hot during the day," Silan also had a different opinion. "We might as well stay in the room with the air conditioner on during the day and go out to eat delicious food at night. This kind of honeymoon will be the happiest."
Zhang Jing came out with a mission and advised the two of them: "When you get there, you can rest in the hotel while I go to the Valley of the Kings alone."
Silan nodded in agreement, and Fan Simin also agreed.
While walking and chatting, Zhang Jing stopped outside a dark alley and said, "Wait for me here."
Without waiting for his girlfriend to answer, Zhang Jing took four or five steps back and entered the alley.
A man and a woman were spending the night here with their two 3- and 4-year-old children.
Under the dim light, Zhang Jing looked at the four people carefully. They were all thin and looked bad.
At the same time, the four of them were also looking at Zhang Jing.
Because he is thin, he has a somewhat arrogant image. The young man with a firm gaze has his wife and children behind him.
"Where are you from?" Zhang Jing asked in English.
The man didn't speak English, so the woman simply replied: "Da Mao."
It's obvious that they intend to hack here.
Don't try to persuade others to do good without seeing others' suffering. Dragging your family and family from north to south must be a last resort, and you may even be unable to survive, so you have to travel far away.
Without thinking for too long, Zhang Jing took out one thousand yuan from his trouser pocket and handed it out, giving you a message:
"Rational thinking will destroy a person's soul, but abandoning reason has more powerful power."
