Zhang Jing didn’t know Jin Buhuan existed.
The next day I drove from Wonderful Winery, planning to go to the north side of the track to see Silan, Zhang Yi, and Wang Sisi.
Wang Sisi was meeting Li Maitian in her residence No. 1550.
When they met, Li Maitian complained to Wang Sisi, "Is your boyfriend poisonous?" 33
Wang Sisi didn't understand, "What happened to him?"
"He deceived Hu Lei into going to Terry," Li Maitian said with a wonderful expression, "saying that it was easier to get votes there."
Then Li Maitian introduced the situation of meeting Zhang Jing on the plane, but did not mention Zhang Yi.
Wang Sisi looked dumbfounded, "Zhang Jing is a treasure hunter and likes to take risks. His methods may not be suitable for Hu Lei."
"That fool Hu Lei believed it," Li Maitian revealed. "He plans to go to Detroit to open a law firm. He also plans to find a local black girl to marry and then start running for office."
Wang Sisi's eyebrows twitched, but she couldn't tell that Hu Lei was brave enough.
Not caring about Hu Lei's future, Li Maitian came here mainly to inform.
He tentatively asked Wang Sisi, "When do you and Zhang Jing plan to get married?"
Wang Sisi asked, "Why do you want to get married?"
Li Maitian thought Wang Sisi was worried about Zhang Jing sharing her property, so he asked tentatively: "Are you planning to have a baby?"
"Not yet," Wang Sisi shook her head, "I'm still a child myself, it's too early to have a baby."
Seeing that Wang Sisi was confused, Li Maitian asked again: "Do Zhang Jing and his ex-girlfriend have children?"
"Huh?" Wang Sisi finally understood, "Don't worry too much about my personal affairs."
"Okay," Li Maitian finally understood that Wang Sisi knew, "I'm worried that you will be fooled."
"Thank you for your concern, please don't gossip about me."
Seeing that Wang Sisi was no longer so enthusiastic, Li Maitian left after a few unhelpful conversations.
Wang Sisi felt distressed after sending Li Maitian away. She was just one of Zhang Jing's girlfriends, and sooner or later everyone would know about this.
In order to make this day come later, you should keep a low profile in the future and avoid showing affection in public.
Zhang Jing didn't know that Wang Sisi was troubled, nor did he know that he had deceived Hu Lei, whom he had only met once.
Because his butts are different, he will do things that are beneficial to him when given the opportunity, such as: cheating on Hu Lei.
It wouldn't be a bad thing if Hu Lei got lucky and became the county magistrate or governor.
At least it can improve the social status of Chinese Americans in Citiland.
Driving on the highway, just before arriving in Beverly, my cell phone rang with a strange call.
Use Bluetooth to turn on the car communication mode.
"Hello Mr. Zhang," a strange man's voice came from the phone, "My name is Jin Buhuan and I am from Cambodia. Can you come to Long Beach now? I will wait for you at the marina."
Zhang Jing was slightly startled, he didn't expect the Jin family to arrive so quickly.
He had previously checked the Cambodian Kim family on the Internet.
The Hong family controls Cambodia's military power, and the Kim family controls Cambodia's economy and several interior ministerial positions. They are two big tigers.
Although the other party's identity and background were impressive, Zhang Jing refused and said, "Go to the abandoned track and meet you at the Yiy Cafe in half an hour."
Instead of giving the other party a chance to refute, Zhang Jing hung up the phone and concentrated on driving, and arrived at the cafe ten minutes early.
Jin Buhuan arrived ten minutes late.
He is about thirty years old, wearing a casual suit and trousers, and his image is eighty-eight times similar to that of lawyer Fang Tangjing.
First impression: smart and not easy to mess with.
Jin Buhuan was also looking at Zhang Jing, who was about 27 or 28 years old. He was wearing black corduroy trousers, a beige thin sweater, and gray sneakers. His eyes were calm, just like the big boy next door.
First impression: not very smart, seems like a good person, easy to get along with.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang."
"It's me," Zhang Jing extended his hand to invite, "Please sit down."
Jin Buhuan sat down and said straight to the point, "My cousin, Jin Xiaolin, plans to kill you. Do you know about this?"
"I know," Zhang Jing nodded, "so I sent him to see God in advance."
Jin Buhuan's expression suddenly froze. He never expected Zhang Jing to be so direct.
This is inconsistent with Zhang Jing's external image, and I didn't expect the murderer to be so arrogant. '
"Do you know what the consequences will be?" Jin Buhua threatened, "No one dares to kill the Jin family."
Across the table, looking at Jin Buhuan at close range, Zhang Jing smiled brightly and said in a nonchalant tone, "If you think Jin Xiaolin died a wronged death, you are welcome to start a war."
If Zhang Jing is afraid and refuses to admit it, he can accept it even if he doesn't change it.
Only the 'hard cap' made Jin Buhuan feel unsure, and he regretted not finding out Zhang Jing's details before coming to meet Zhang Jing.
The point is, he has always been so direct in the past, because there are few people who are more powerful than the Jin family, and the probability of hitting the wall is very low.
Just when he was hesitating, Jin Buhuan felt as if he was immobilized.
Sitting across from him, a man who seemed easy to get along with reached out his hand, patted his face and said, "Think carefully before answering. This will affect whether you return as a person or as a soul next time you come to Los Angeles."
At this moment, Jin Buhuan's brain was confused.
He was really confused. Except for the old man in the family, no one else had ever dared to do this. While slapping him on the face, he said threatening words to him.
The key is that Zhang Jing is too calm and calm to be bluffing.
After seven or eight seconds of fighting between heaven and man in his heart, Jin Buhuan was sure that Zhang Jing was someone he could not afford to offend. Jin Buhuan immediately lowered his head and gave up in time: "We have no intention of avenging Jin Xiaolin. I am here to apologize."
"Apologise empty-handed?"
"We have to make up for it," Jin Buhuan just wanted to leave now, "Customizing gifts takes time."
Zhang Jing nodded, "I wish you a good time in Los Angeles, go away."
Hearing this, Jin Buhuan immediately stood up and left, really frightened.
With nothing else to do, Zhang Jing returned to No. 1501 and spent the afternoon with Silan and his son Zhang Yi, and the evening with Wang Sisi.
While Zhang Jing was living a happy life, Xu Zehong was working hard to organize a museum in Hong Kong.
After unremitting efforts, he will soon accomplish this matter.
It is easier to apply for a certificate, but it is more difficult to obtain land.
Fortunately, the Heung Kong Yamen agreed to sell a piece of land at half price in the bustling Central District specifically for the purpose of building a new museum.
The condition is that people in Xiangjiang over 60 years old and under 18 years old are free of charge.
What’s interesting is that Zhang Jing didn’t know about this good news yet, but Wen Li already knew about it.
When she learned that Zhang Jing was about to have his own museum, Wen Li couldn't hide the smile on her face and said with a smile, "I want to give him some gifts before the museum opens."
Butterfly was beside him, his expression was expressionless, he was envious in his heart, Zhang Jing was so lucky.
He is almost exclusively favored by the old lady.
"But I don't want him to get my money so easily," Wen Li said happily, "Is there anything I can do to him that won't cause too much trouble?"
Butterfly still had no expression, but she was already mad with jealousy.
How much love does it have to go to such great lengths?
I was going crazy, but Butterfly, who was lean and had eight-pack abs, still had to help me come up with ideas.
The point is, as a right-hand man, the idea needs to be clever, clever, and a little stressful.
The brain rotated rapidly, and after thinking for three or four seconds, Butterfly said: "Counting the time, an old man is about to die."
Some people died, but not completely...
