End the chat.
When Zhang Jing was about to return to the Oriental Majestic Hotel to check his mobile phone, he was stopped by Yuan Qingzheng downstairs of the American Express Building.
"Mr. Zhang," Yuan Qingzheng, who works for the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, invited, "I'll treat you to tea."
"Fortunately you are not a security policeman," Zhang Jing smiled, "Please lead the way."
At the Lianxiang Teahouse about 200 meters away, Zhang Jing and Yuan Qing were sitting across from each other in the corner.
Looking at Zhang Jing, although he knew it, Yuan Qingzheng still had a hard time imagining that such a young man with a total worth of less than 500 yuan was already a predator.
After being distracted for two seconds, Yuan Qingzheng introduced, "Financial Secretary Cheng Kit-ying asked me to convey her gratitude for your support of Hong Kong."
"You're welcome," Zhang Jing said in a nonchalant tone, "This is Ding Jiaqi's decision."
“So,” Yuan Qingzheng asked, “we refuse to allow Grand Coconut Bank to pay salaries to teachers and medical staff in Xiangjiang;
Refusing to participate in city management, becoming a financial advisor to the Hong Kong Monetary Authority, etc., are these also Ms. Ding's decisions? "
"This is something I agree with," Zhang Jing chatted. "We don't want to squeeze into the circle that we can't squeeze into."
In fact, I don't want to be a pawn, a tool for the government to check and balance other families or plutocrats.
Xiangjiang is not a big place, but the power struggle and plutocratic struggle behind the scenes are not small at all. It takes a lot of energy to get involved.
If you have the time, why not take your girlfriend to the movies.
Yuan Qingzheng nodded. He had already seen that although Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi were not married, they were united and united.
Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Yuan Qingzheng finally advised, "It is refreshing to stay out of the matter, but blindly avoiding it is not the answer."
"Then try to avoid it," Zhang Jing said in a relaxed mood, "Maybe you can avoid it for the rest of your life."
Yuan Qing is smiling.
"Aladeli Bank went bankrupt and all your funds were wiped out," Yuan Qingzheng changed the topic and said, "Please forgive me, there is nothing we can do."
Zhang Jing smiled and said it didn't matter. Anyway, it was just a superficial loss, and he didn't actually lose a dime.
"The Financial Secretary has promised Miss Ding," Yuan Qingzheng continued chatting, "at a critical moment in the future, Xiangjiang Yamen will do its best to help Leopard Beer."
'To the best of one's ability' is the key point, but Zhang Jing feels unreliable to everyone.
"Thank you," Zhang Jing said without caring in his heart, but his attitude was kind, "I am very grateful. It is very important for us to get the commitment from the Financial Secretary."
Seeing that Zhang Jing would never accept the solicitation, Yuan Qingzheng took the initiative to end the chat.
Watching Yuan Qingzheng leave the teahouse, Zhang Jing insisted that the more others want him to do something, the harder he has to work hard to get rid of it.
This must be the right decision.
The next day, the little hairy girl Anta was waiting, as well as the super yeast that had been heated and lost its ability to replicate.
The people and belongings were handed over to Liang Jieyang, and Zhang Jing left the same day, flying to Bangzi Country.
Xiangjiang is a very charming city. The people on the street are fashionable, colorful and energetic, but he prefers Bangzi's nightclubs.
I stayed briefly in Bangzi Country for a day to visit Ahel, who has become even more beautiful like a passerby after three plastic surgeries.
There is also the even more handsome Charlie Jane, who is equally as good as others.
Afterwards, I flew to Paris and met Wang Sisi in the Bristol Hotel near the Elysée Palace.
In the suite, Su Su was also in the small living room.
After a gentle hug, Zhang Jing gently placed the jewelry box lent by Ding Jiaqi on the coffee table.
"When will the dance be held?" Zhang Jing asked concernedly, "Is there anything you need me to do?"
"The day after tomorrow, there is nothing special that I need help with."
"Good thing," Zhang Jing joked, "I hate trouble. I will never stand up if I can lie down."
The thin Wang Sisi looked at her boyfriend with bright big eyes and asked, "Uncle... dear, the organizer of the dance will arrange a male partner for me, will you be jealous?"
Su Su rolled her eyes in her mind. There should be another 'uncle' behind this 'uncle'.
"No," Zhang Jing shook his head, "I'm not jealous."
"Don't you want to know who it is?"
"who is it?"
"Ma Lai - the entertainment and gambling king - the son of his youngest daughter - Liu Dongxin."
Zhang Jing understands that the 'Entertainment and Gambling King' is the Yunding Group, and the current boss, Lin Gaoshan, is very influential in Southeast Asia, including Temasek.
As for who Liu Dongxin is, Zhang Jing doesn't know.
After a brief chat, Zhang Jing looked at his mother-in-law, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, as if she was slow to react, and said, "Mr. Su, hello."
"I'll go to the front desk to get a new room," Su Su stood up and left the sofa while talking, rolling her eyes, "I don't know if someone should see a doctor, it's all in vain."
Zhang Jing was speechless. Is it because he didn't get Wang Sisi pregnant?
Wang Sisi ignored a certain naughty old woman.
Watching the guest room door being closed from the outside, someone and someone couldn't wait to nibble and intertwine.
Three hours later, Wang Sisi looked as happy as if she had taken Dali.
"Uncle," Wang Sisi said weakly after her heartbeat calmed down, "my mother seems to have found out about Fan Simin and you."
"No," Zhang Jing said firmly, "Except at home No. 1505, I always keep a distance from her outside and have never even held hands."
“You may not think,” Wang Sisi explained, “that young women who don’t have boyfriends and young women who often live with partners;
For some people, it can be seen in their body shape or the way they walk. "
"Ah?" Zhang Jing looked embarrassed, "Is this... fake?"
"I also hope it's fake," Wang Sisi analyzed, "but my mother has asked me twice if Fan Simin has a boyfriend;
When I asked for the first time, I didn't think much about it and just said no, which might expose the secret. "
"What should we do?" Zhang Jing asked Wang Sisi, "Will our mother go crazy?"
"I don't know," Wang Sisi worried, "Maybe she is holding back a big move."
Zhang Jing had a ball of black thread on his head, "What's the ultimate move?" 33
"For example, displaying a banner: A big woman comes to take a concubine on her husband's behalf; or talking to Fan Simin privately to ask her to withdraw."
"No," Zhang Jing disagreed. "Fan Simin is usually very sensible. She does more and has less trouble. I like her very much."
Wang Sisi was jealous, "Do you like her more, or me more?"
Of course it was Fan Simin. Our ancestors said that a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a steal, and a steal is worse than being unable to steal.
Thinking this in his heart, Zhang Jing said honestly, "Of course it's you."
Thanks to this answer, Wang Sisi had already grasped something and was ready to break it at any time.
"Uncle," Wang Sisi said suddenly and earnestly, "I have studied history and know that I only see new people smiling but not old people crying. You must never abandon me."
Thinking back carefully, Wang Sisi was the third woman who had been with him since she was eighteen.
However, Zhang Jing still feels fresh about her.
Mainly because she usually spends less time together and more separation, and because she is young, cheerful, optimistic, and heartless, Zhang Jing has always liked her.
Of course, if you want to be together forever, it's best to have children.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing decided to try again, maybe this time he would plant it.
Some people died, but not completely...
