Stop the car.
Zhang Jing pushed the door open, stood beside the dilapidated road in the city, and looked back at the approaching rescue team.
At the same time, Zhang Jing walked towards the rescue team.
Of course, there was only one person in Zhang Jing's eyes at this moment.
He rushed to a group of people in three or four steps, or to be precise, stood in front of Lindsay, hugged her face and kissed her hard, "Why didn't you call me! Do you know that I was worried?"
Lindsay's big eyes and expression were confused. She reacted and broke away from Zhang Jing's big hands and asked in English, "Who are you?"
At this time, Zhang Jing realized that he had mistakenly recognized the person, he looked similar, and his voice was slightly different.
Before he could say anything, the woman spoke again, "You know my sister, right? She and her two friends work as volunteers at the port."
Zhang Jing's heart trembled violently, and he was nervous and afraid to ask: "Is your sister Lindsay?"
The grey-faced woman in the rescue uniform nodded slightly.
Zhang Jing turned around and rushed into Candela's car again.
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Jing and Candela arrived at Surabaya Port.
I thought the port ground was open, but it was actually a mess, with a lot of debris and many wounded people piled up in the open, waiting to be boarded and sent to other places for treatment.
Similar to what it looked like during the war.
After constant inquiries, Zhang Jing found the trio who were busy working as tops in a temporary medical care facility converted from a warehouse in the dock area.
Seeing them working hard among patients, Zhang Jing felt very sad.
"Are they your canaries?" Candela and Zhang Jing stood side by side at the door of the warehouse. "If my boyfriends work hard like this, I will be very happy." m.
Zhang Jing was speechless, "I have true love with them."
"I also have true love with them," Candela shrugged, "although there is a financial relationship."
Zhang Jing shook his head and refused to argue. He believed that his love had no impurities.
Finally, Zhou Manmiao was the first to notice Zhang Jing. His face was dirty, his big black eyes were bright, and his expression was slightly stagnant.
Fifteen meters away, Zhou Manmiao's tears rolled down her face as she looked at her boyfriend.
Zhang Jing took three or four steps forward, and Zhou Manmiao rushed over, and the two hugged each other heavily.
"Husband, I miss you so much, ah! ah!" Zhou Manmiao burst into tears as if she had been waiting for too long.
Zhang Jing hugged Zhou Manmiao's body and patted the woman's back to comfort her, "Why don't you call me?"
"There is no signal," Zhou Manmiao said with a miserable expression, "And it is too busy. Too many people died and many were injured. We work eighteen hours a day and cannot take care of all the patients who need care."
At this time, Lindsay and Liang Jieshu also came over.
Zhang Jing noticed that Liang Jieshu's leg was lame and asked with concern: "What's wrong with your leg?"
"Crush injuries," Liang Jieshu introduced, "usually fractures, which have already been cast."
Zhang Jingchang breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the three Cinderellas together.
"Husband, we were trapped under the ruins of the hotel for 28 hours," Zhou Manmiao introduced in a low voice, "Pressed under the floor slab, we took turns holding on;
Fortunately, we lived on the top floor and were rescued by the first wave. "
Zhang Jing asked strangely, "Why are you in Surabaya?"
“I thought I could go back and forth on a cruise ship in one day.”
Zhang Jing understood and looked back at Candela, "Please lend me the plane to fly to Temasek."
"No problem," Candela said, "I'll go to sea first."
The journey from Surabaya to Temasek is about 1,500 kilometers, beginning and ending. Four hours later, Zhang Jing took the three groups back to his residence on the 20th floor of Building 59.
After a long absence, Lindsay returned home, where she could shelter from the wind and rain, and fell down on the carpet from exhaustion.
Zhou Manmiao and Liang Jieyang also fell asleep on the sofa in three seconds.
Looking at his girlfriends, at this moment they were heroes, great and noble in Zhang Jing's eyes.
He originally planned to send his girlfriend to another place and return to Surabaya himself.
I temporarily decided to stay and give them more companionship and care. After all, you can never make enough money, but people are very fragile.
The mood is so good, Zhang Jing updated the news.
'Gods and Buddhas in the sky bless them and they are safe. '
Ding Jiaqi was in Seattle, integrating the mosquito-repellent coil gaming company acquired through hostile acquisition, and saw her boyfriend's updates during work breaks.
'They' obviously refers to the trio.
This is a good thing for Ding Jiaqi. The three groups pose no threat to her at all.
Not only are there no threats, the three of them are also of good character. They feel relieved to be with their boyfriends without worrying about anything happening.
If it were three beautiful and accomplished women, they would be heartbroken.
Considering this, as the queen, Ding Jiaqi decided to give some benefits to the three concubines.
Liang Jieyang also saw her boyfriend's updates and knew that one of them was her cousin three generations back.
Unlike Ding Jiaqi, Liang Jieyang didn't want to get to know her cousin, whom she had never met before.
It's not embarrassing, just weird.
Jennifer also saw Zhang Jing’s updated news.
Because the trio disappeared and someone abstained from sex, she was left out in the cold for three days and felt like she was at a huge loss.
Still at the same time.
Liu Lehua, who ran errands for the big boss behind the scenes and purchased 200 tons of gold, also saw Zhang Jing’s updates.
He hated people who liked to update their news when they had nothing to do, so he directly deleted Zhang Jing from Facebook.
Anyway, the gold transaction has ended and there will be no further contact.
Besides, he was very busy, busy tracking down the missing small target of 930 rice yuan.
Zhang Jing did not know that Liu Lehua deleted his Facebook account and stayed with his girlfriend in Temasek for two days until Candela called.
"I'll go back to Los Angeles today and tell you."
Unlike serious treasure hunters, Candela doesn't care so much about money. What matters is the treasure hunting process and experience. Zhang Jing satisfied her vanity and asked, "Have you gained anything?"
"The Yamen salvaged a lot of things from the sunken ship," Kanfenla said cheerfully, "I bought a jade-carved oil lamp."
"Congratulations," Zhang Jing complimented, "it must be a treasure."
"I just updated the news with pictures of it."
After chatting for a few words and hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing casually opened Candela's Facebook feed and saw an oil lamp carved from inferior jade.
It doesn't feel outstanding or special, just brush it off at a glance.
Zhang Jing's knowledge was limited, but someone discovered that the jade-carved oil lamp was extraordinary.
This person has an indirect relationship with the Ortiz girl. Because he lost the "Bilingual Enlightenment Sutra" during his tenure, he was kicked out of the position of director of the Outer Mongolia Museum by the Yamen.
With important information, U. Sukh, who was once the director of the museum, hurried to the military camp located 80 kilometers northeast of the capital.
I saw the sponsor’s father, Gong, who was wearing a general’s uniform, fat and fat, with eyes as sharp as an eagle’s eye.
U. Sukh excitedly held up his mobile phone to show the picture and said, "This jade-carved oil lamp is the key to finding the 'Noble Light of the Great Khan'."
"You said before," General Gong in uniform said suspiciously, "the 46 pages of Marco Polo's travel notes manuscript owned by the geologist Noleta are also the key to finding the lofty glory of the Han Dynasty. Which one is more important?"
U. Suh looked forward to asking, "It's all important. Have you found the manuscript?"
"No," General Gong chatted, "Noletta and her son may have hid in the Kanfen Farm. It looks loose on the surface, but is actually very tightly guarded. My people can't get in."
"We must get the manuscript and the oil lamp," said U. Sukh, the fired museum director, with a very determined look. "Get them and find the lofty light of the Great Khan, and your hope will be doubled!"
Some people died, but not completely...
