Hearing movement behind him, Zhang Jing turned around suddenly and accurately grasped the wrist of the attacking woman.
While avoiding being attacked, Zhang Jing recognized Aidixia.
Isn’t this the 90-60-90 that you know how to twist in Paris?
Adishia, who had long brown-blond hair, also recognized Zhang Jing.
The two of them stared at each other, confused for a moment.
"Mom," Tianbaoli got up from the ground and introduced, "This..."
Halfway through her words, Tianbaoli looked at Zhang Jing and said, "Sir, what do you call me?"
"Jack Zhang."
"Mom, this is my employer, Mr. Zhang," Tianbaoli said as she picked up a stack of rice yuan placed on the bed. "He thinks highly of my work. This is a commission."
Artisia struggled slightly.
Zhang Jing let go of the opponent's wrist and demanded while the iron was hot, "Tianbaoli has outstanding talent, and a machinery company wants to hire her."
"What machinery company?" Asked by Artisia, who was quite mature mentally and physically.
“A company engaged in advanced machinery research in Hong Kong, Tembolai will have its own team;
If she needs it, she can also study at Hong Kong Polytechnic University. "
The content of Zhang Jing's words made Tianbaoli's eyes sparkle. The girl asked in disbelief, "I will have my own team? Can I still study at Hong Kong Polytechnic University?"
"Yes," Zhang Jing affirmed, "not only will you have your own team, but you will also have the best equipment and considerable research funds."
"How is this possible?" Aidicia was not fooled, "What do you see in Tianbaoli?"
"It's not me. Some people are interested in Tianbaoli's talent in the mechanical field," Zhang Jing said in a bewitching tone. "While working, she will also receive a high salary, such as an annual salary of one million meters."
Addisia took a breath and said heartily: "It sounds fake."
"There are indeed many problems," Zhang Jing demanded. "Tianbaoli needs to sign a 20-year labor contract, a work content confidentiality agreement, job-hopping restrictions and other documents."
"This..." Aidicia didn't expect such a big turn of events.
"There will be no pie in the sky," Zhang Jing brainwashed the mother and daughter, "They value Tempao Li very much, although they ask for a lot;
But it will not limit her development, on the contrary, it will encourage her to create more. "
"Mom," Tianbaoli tried to convince her mother, "I want to go."
"Hong Kong is on the other side of the world," Aidicia said with a worried expression, "I'm worried that I won't be able to adapt to living in Hong Kong."
"It doesn't matter," Tianbaoli expressed her gratitude to Zhang Jing, "I'm just different from others, not inferior to them;
If others can live in Xiangjiang, I can too, so you don’t have to worry. "
"All right."
Aeticia nodded slightly and was about to say, 'I'll go with you. '
Tianbaoli said first, "I'm not with you, you have to take care of yourself."
Etisia had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, it felt uncomfortable!
The matter has been decided, but Edithiya suspects Zhang Jing is a liar, "How can we prove that you can afford to pay a million-meter annual salary?"
“I really can’t afford it,” Zhang Jing explained, “and I only rent at Kanfan Farm and have some relatively good friendships with them;
But there must be someone who can afford Temperature’s salary. "
Aeticia asked, "Who?"
"You must know who Kanfan Farm belongs to, right?"
“We did check it online,” Adishia stated, “and it belongs to Temasek’s Leopard beer.”
"Tianbaoli's first stop is to fly to Temasek. She will meet the boss at the Leopard Beer headquarters and sign some contracts."
"Well," Etisia said, knowing a little more about Temasek and knowing that it is a developed country, "I hope everything goes well for Temboli."
The decision was made immediately, and three hours later Tianbaoli boarded a plane to Temasek.
Four hours later, Zhang Jing and Atitia were rolling together in the Renaissance Hotel room near the airport.
"What's your name?" Addisia asked while riding the bike, "Jack Zhang? Zhang San?"
Zhang Jing lay on his back, reached for the backpack next to the desk table, took out his passport and handed it to the woman.
"Jack Zhang, Temasek."
Understand the basic situation, Aidixia throws away the passport, followed by high-speed driving time.
While Zhang Jing was embracing happiness, on the other side of the surface, in a military camp 80 kilometers northeast of Ulaanbaatar.
General Gong, a broad and strong man, was studying a map of the world in his office.
There are many special marks on the world map, which are places where he and his team think miracles may occur.
These include the Altai Mountains, Magic Eye Island, Baiado Tribe, Mosko, Alaska, the Arctic, the Arctic Ocean, the Gulf of Mexico, Cairo, western Xinjiang, southern Japan, central Brazil, and so on.
Unlike Zhang Jing who spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, Jiangjun Gong could be said to get up early and work late at night, work hard, work hard, and work diligently.
In order to realize the glory of his ancestors, he did not have children, did not go to nightclubs, did not touch women, and devoted almost all his energy.
God bless those who work hard. At this time, the assistant came in and reported, "General, the research on crocodile blood has produced results."
General Gong asked excitedly, "What's the result?"
"Researchers have found that crocodile blood brought back from Queensland is more resistant to radiation, indicating that they are more likely to mutate when affected by radiation."
“What makes crocodile blood highly resistant to radiation?”
"This is still under investigation," the assistant reported. "Researchers purified the blood of crocodiles and injected it into chimpanzees, which made them become violent."
"Very violent?" General Gong asked, "Does he still have intelligence? Is his skin rotten? Is he a zombie?"
"It's not a zombie," the assistant explained seriously, "it just became more violent, its strength was slightly improved, its response to pain was reduced, and its intelligence is still there."
General Gong's eyes are bright and he looks like a 'super soldier'.
"Continue research," General Gong said energetically, "and strive to conduct human experiments as soon as possible!"
"We need more Queensland crocodile blood," the assistant said. "The blood we brought back last time is about to run out."
General Gong nodded, "It's better to send Luo Erden."
The assistant should be leaving.
"Wait a minute," General Gong stopped his assistant, "Have we contacted the people we sent to Khartoum?"
"No," the assistant shook his head slowly, "it is unlikely that they are still alive."
It turned out that before Noleta and Sheep Tail Oil went to the Baiado tribe, General Gong had already sent people there, but they lost contact.
"It doesn't matter." General Gong didn't care much about the loss of personnel. "Send a second expedition team to Khartoum."
The assistant should be.
...
Tokyo.
Date Siming, who has seven brothers above and one younger brother below, found Shibasaki, a former employee who had gone out to work alone earlier.
Dateji Naru admitted in his heart that Shibasaki was a man of real ability. During his time as an assistant, he performed very well in all aspects.
The koto was playing loudly, and in the private room of the izakaya, Datederaru, who was 1.8 meters tall and had a face longer than a horse's face, extended an invitation to Shibazaki.
"Come back, Shibazaki-kun, follow me and do four colors every night from now on."
Shibasaki, who was wearing a suit and leather tie, looked at his former employer, looked at him quietly for about seven or eight seconds and asked, "What makes you come back to me?"
"The old man is choosing a successor. My task is to get the distribution rights of Leopard beer in Japan for the company."
"It's not difficult to get the distribution rights," Shibasaki said concisely, "but the fact that you want to be the heir, the probability is lower than zero."
"Impossible," Datesaru retorted, "The old man said everyone has a chance."
“The president will try his best to satisfy you in terms of material life,” Shibazaki analyzed, “but he will never give you the social life of Yokohama Sankui Co., Ltd.;
If you don’t understand, you can put yourself in someone else’s shoes. Would you hand over your family to a son like you? "
Dateji Ming was speechless because he didn't know how.
The air was quiet for a moment, Dateji Naru asked with the idea of hitting a shot with or without dates, "If I want to fight, do I have a high chance of success?"
"No, every one of your brothers is a human being. Even your brother is smarter than you."
Dateji Narumi was like a deflated ball, feeling so useless.
However, Shibazaki had no intention of giving up.
But before doing anything, he needs to let Dateji Naru be crushed by his old father.
Some people died, but not completely...
