There were sounds of insects outside the window.
Looking at her sleepy son on the crib, and then looking at the seductive Sissy on the bed.
Zhang Jing was so happy.
He looks like a wolf planning to cause trouble when he sees a sheep.
"Wait," Sissy stopped someone from messing around, "No."
"Why?" Zhang Jing asked eagerly. It was not easy for him to do this once. Although he was concerned about family ties, he also wanted passion.
"I might have it again."
Zhang Jing: "..."
Silan wants to have ten children, but she is afraid that Sissi will beat her to it. She is too efficient, and it has only been two and a half months since her eldest son was born.
Fortunately, Xixi did not disappoint Zhang Jing. There are always more solutions than difficulties.
While Zhang Jing was enjoying family life, big plans were also underway.
Because big plans have big goals and high difficulties, they cannot be rushed. Both the planners and the executors have the mentality of fishing for the big fish in the long term.
For example, Charlie Jane, who was born with great talent, had already hooked Jia Chengui's daughter, but did not take advantage of her immediately.
He looks like he plans to be with you for a long time."
"I still don't know what industry you are in?" Jia Yijing asked the mature and steady man across the table in the restaurant on the sixth floor of the Hilton Hotel on the north side of Central Park in Manhattan.
"Financial industry consultant," Charlie Jane said gracefully as she took a sip of red wine, "providing advice to investment bank managers."
"Wow," Jia Yijing understands very well, "there are thousands of people studying finance, but only..."
Jia Yijing was stuck and couldn't say the next words.
"Yes," Charlie Jane continued chatting, "Only those who are truly keen on finance, and only those who have passed the brutal competition in the intern stage, can stand out."
Looking at Charlie's sincere eyes, Jia Yijing thought to herself: "Financial interns need to fight for connections."
For example, two interns from a state-owned investment bank, one has no background and outstanding ability; the other is the nephew of a certain bureau and has average ability.
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The butt determines the head, so the choice is obvious.
Citi Investment Bank also strives for connections, and there are many connections among its interns every year.
The boss of a private company also has a butt that determines his head, and in the end his choice is obvious.
Looking back at herself, Jia Yijing also majored in finance. Her current life is so good, and it has nothing to do with ability or knowledge.
Success depends entirely on a good reincarnation.
With a lot of thoughts in his mind, he looked at the steady man sitting opposite him.
Charlie's job is to provide advice to investment bank managers, and there is a high probability that he will have real materials and real abilities.
Maybe there are related factors, but it is definitely not half a bucket of water.
In this way, Jia Yijing fell in love with Charlie Jane more and more.
Handsome, stylish, with a smart brain, awesome.
The key point is that this man in front of her is not as impatient as most men in Citigroup. He does not scream to have a baby with her directly, but goes on dates again and again.
Very warm.
Thinking of this, Jia Yijing looked relaxed and asked in a gentle tone, "Why did you choose to date me?"
Charlie Jane felt relieved, fortunately he was not asked about financial knowledge.
As for why he always approached Jia Yijing to make an appointment, as a professional player, Charlie’s answer was naturally watertight and refreshing.
Zhang Jing didn't know the progress of the big plan. He couldn't talk or chat on the phone. He would have to wait until he met in person to find out.
After staying at the Peak Ranch for six days, Zhang Jing came to Emma's farm again at the invitation to check out the white Chalero bull named Titan.
The treatment is simple, just a beating.
Unexpectedly, not far from Emma's farm, I once again met Harrison Jones, who looked exactly like the protagonist of Raiders of the Lost Ark.
The man was wearing a gray cowboy hat, leaning on the hood of a car on the roadside, holding a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth.
Zhang Jing had already driven over and reversed the car.
He looked closely at his pale colleague and asked with concern, "Dr. Harrison, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Harrison Jones exclaimed while holding the foxtail grass. "I didn't expect you to be a veterinarian. That's awesome."
"It's not a big deal," Zhang Jing jumped out of the car and boasted, "Veterinary medicine is nothing. I have also worked in public relations, so that's what I call outstanding ability."
Harrison Jones didn't understand the joke and went straight to the point and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Treat cows."
"Aren't you looking for the Confederate Army's treasure?"
"Why am I looking for it?" Zhang Jing asked, "It doesn't belong to me even if I find it."
"I know you are a treasure-hunting thief," Harrison Jones exposed Zhang Jingdao, "and your smuggling skills are superb."
"Mr. Harrison Jones," Zhang Jing's voice rose to two pitches, "If you misunderstand me, you can have a duel!"
Harrison's brows were twitching. He had broken two ribs and hadn't recovered yet. How could he fight in a duel?
Beaten to death?
"Shut up if you don't dare to duel. You'll look like a resentful woman." Zhang Jing rarely gets angry and rarely curses.
Harrison Jones also has a temper, "When I recover from my injury, we will compete in fencing!"
"Men and men, fencing?" Zhang Jing shook his head and sat back in the cab, "Your hobby is really special!"
After saying a few words, Zhang Jing stepped on the accelerator and left.
Watching Zhang Jing drive away, Harrison Jones became more and more convinced that Zhang Jing knew something, which made him feel worried.
One was weak in skills, but the two were strong in skills. Harrison Jones decided to look for support.
The next day, Fox Talbot, who had shiny hair, a handsome black beard, a tight suit, and a strong body, who worked for the Metropolitan Museum, came to the door of Emma's farm.
Harrison knew that Fox Talbot was a man who was bright on the surface but dark behind the scenes, and liked to use despicable means.
I have done many things like bribery with security police, collusion with judges, and retaliation and robbery against opponents.
"Doctor" Fox Talbot didn't know what Harrison was thinking and hugged him warmly, "Long time no see."
"Long time no see," Harrison inquired, "How are you doing?"
"No," complained Fox Talbot, "we lost some porcelain and they turned up in Hong Kong."
"Let's put this aside for a moment," Harrison pointed to Emma's farm and asked, "Do you know where this place was 200 years ago?"
"I know," Fox Talbot seemed to understand. "It was an important logistics base for the Confederate Army during the Civil War. After the war, it was sold to private individuals and later became a farm."
"Have you ever searched?" Harrison asked excitedly, "Is there any Confederate treasure on the farm?"
Fox Talbot shrugged. "Nothing. It's clean."
"Jack Zhang also came here half a month ago and stayed for five days," Harrison reminded. "He is a well-known treasure hunter in the circle."
"I've heard it said that it has a good reputation," Fox Talbot explained, "but a good reputation does not mean strong ability. Don't panic, hold on steady."
"I'm from China, so it's not my turn to panic," Harrison crossed his arms, "Zhang Jing may have found clues to the Confederate Army's treasure."
"???"
"What's going on?" Fox Talbot suddenly became uneasy.
