Chapter 1093 The hard-working treasure hunter

Style: Romance Author: nile riverWords: 2569Update Time: 24/01/10 12:03:02
Understand the causes and consequences of things.

With nothing to do, Zhang Jing asked Zhong Chaoyang, "How much is your monthly pension?"

"The 18,000 D coins are not fixed. They increase every year. I get red envelopes during festivals and holidays. It doesn't cost a penny to see a doctor. I quietly went back for an operation the year before last."

"Can you be more ridiculous?" Zhang Jing stabbed Zhong Chaoyang in the chest with a stick, "For 18,000 D coins, why don't you ascend?"

"It's true!" Worried that Zhang Jing would hurt himself, Zhong Chaoyang tried his best to explain to himself.

“Just like the management of a joint-stock company, they will seek benefits for themselves as much as possible, including free housing, free flights, free meals, and paid vacations;

This is a reasonable thing, and you would do the same thing. "

Zhang Jing was silent.

I still remember the development bank incident of Corn Cob. Yunike took the opportunity to acquire three large companies with high-quality assets in Cob.

One of the executives of a listed shipbuilding company not only has excellent benefits, but also has a large number of people. Their wages and resources consumed consume most of the entire company's profits.

causing the company to lose money.

After seven or eight seconds of silence, Zhang Jing shook his head and gave each person a pen, "Write the deposit amount on the ground. There will be rewards for right and punishment for wrong."

"Three hundred million yuan," Zhong Chaoyang's grandson, Zhong Xiaoming, spoke first, "This is all we have! Give it all to you, let us go!"

Zhang Jing chuckled, "What a clever guy."

As he spoke, a 1.2-meter-long steel drill appeared in his hand. He stood up and without any hesitation, struck it down hard.

"ah!"

Zhong Xiaoming screamed at the top of his lungs, "My legs! My legs!"

"Xiaoming," Zhong Chaoyang's wife shouted at a loss, "don't hit my grandson, hit me! Please hit me!"

The other Zhong family members were all panicked.

"This is the first and last reminder," the electronically synthesized voice said coldly, "I will take off your blindfolds, money and lives are also at stake."

Like a reminder, five people, including the injured Zhong Xiaoming, fell silent.

After five or six seconds of silence, a middle-aged woman said, "Dad, you have everything when you are alive, but you have nothing when you die."

"Write it," Zhang Jing chuckled, "Write it on the ground."

The five people collapsed and wrote three digits on the ground, in units of hundreds of millions.

Looking at it from a high position, some people wrote about 11.9 billion, and some people wrote about 12 billion. The unit is d yuan.

Either 119 or 120.

Zhong Chaoyang himself wrote a small goal of 120 D yuan.

This made Zhang Jing swallow his saliva wildly. Even if he was mentally prepared, he really didn't expect so much. This was the part that was revealed.

You can actually earn so much in 20 years!

Zhang Jing didn't know, but he actually earned all of this in 12 years. At first, Zhong Chaoyang didn't go dark and wanted to use finance to do practical things, but later he went wrong.

"Where is the money?" Zhang Jing asked the five people, "How to transfer it out?"

Zhong Chaoyang completely gave up resistance and confessed truthfully: "St. Regis Bank, mobile banking + phone confirmation can transfer out."

Zhang Jing took out a cell phone that he had never used before and sent the message to San Pedro.

Log in to the St. Regis Bank app from San Pedro and enter the account number and password given by Zhong Chaoyang.

The last step was to call to confirm. Zhong Chaoyang took the initiative to call St. Regis Bank, his personal bank steward.

"Mr. Zhong," said the other end of the phone, "I saw on the news that you were kidnapped."

"Yes," Zhong Chaoyang demanded, "I have applied for a transfer operation and need your bank's approval. Please release the loan."

"Mr. Zhong," the bank steward reminded, "even if you transfer out, the kidnappers may not let you go."

"This is none of your business!" Zhang Jing's call to him was short, and Zhong Chaoyang urged, "immediately, immediately!"

soon.

A small target of 120 D dollars flew from St. Regis Bank to Caribbean-Bridgetown-Sovereign Bank.

After receiving the money, the beautiful big cock was exchanged for gold.

Looking at the golden cuties piled high in the mithril space, Zhang Jing felt so good, so swollen, and so strong.

It felt like he could sleep even Amu's princess.

Pulling away, putting away his phone, Zhang Jing looked at Zhong Chaoyang's family of five again, "Thank you for your generosity, it's very nice!"

Zhang Jing is sincerely grateful to this family.

If it is moving bricks, starting from 1 AD, if you don't rest, eat or drink for more than 2000 years, you will not be able to save 12 billion d yuan.

Robbery is okay.

Zhong Chaoyang grabs it, Zhang Jing also grabs it, it’s really beautiful!

Unfortunately, No. 15, Irvine-Old Ranch Road, where they live, is not up for grabs.

After getting out of trouble and selling the manor and luxury cars worth 50 million yuan, the family is still rich.

"When will you let us leave?"

Zhong Chaoyang also knows that he still has a house, and the focus is to resume activities. He may still be able to continue to be brilliant.

If you can't do it yourself, you can still ask your son to go back and take over.

Zhang Jing didn't know what Zhong Chaoyang was thinking, so he promised: "Within 24 hours."

Leave the basement.

Standing at the door of the third abandoned villa, you can see the sea view in the distance and the blue sky, white clouds and green grassland nearby.

After a long stretch, Zhang Jing felt—Bashi!

They are all adventure treasure hunts, and robbery is less risky and more profitable.

Zhang Jing smiled when he thought about it. He could lie down and never run. He had already earned back the money he paid for the cruise ship, as well as the usage and maintenance fees for the next 40 years.

It stands to reason that you should go to the Caribbean and enjoy some time.

However, it's not time to rest yet, he wants to fly to Area Z to see if he can help Shana's father become a major general.

This is not done with good intentions, but with money in mind.

Five o'clock in the evening the next day.

Zhong Chaoyang's family returned to their home at No. 15 Laochangchang Road.

They did not accept media interviews, did not accept inquiries from the security police, and did not answer unknown phone calls. The whole family stayed behind closed doors.

12 billion yuan was robbed, which is very sad.

But if it is passed on, Zhong Chaoyang will not be able to send his son back to District D for development.

You can only endure and lurk silently. Sooner or later, you will make up for what you lost today.

Zhang Jing didn't know the situation of Zhong's family.

At the same time, he appeared in Zone Z - Moscow, got into a jeep and left the airport at midnight.

As if to welcome Mr. Zhang, as he left the airport highway, a missile flew past in the dark sky outside the window, spraying flames.

The weapons flying towards Xiao Mao made Zhang Jing grin, too enthusiastically.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Jing came to a greenhouse vegetable planting field only fifty kilometers away from the border.

In a cellar with an area of ​​about 80 square meters and dim lighting, I met Shana's father, Volkov.

Dalang is also there.

Because of the cold, both of them were dressed like penguins.

In addition, there were other people in the cellar, most of them sleeping, and three others working around a simple wooden table.

Therefore, Zhang Jing did not take off his hat, scarf, or brown sunglasses to avoid being recognized.

Volkov, whose image resembled Gorbatov's, stepped forward and hugged Zhang Jing hard, complaining: "You came at the wrong time, and the fight ahead is difficult;

Occasionally, small groups of enemies infiltrate to cause damage, and more than 300 school-level officers have died. Just the day before yesterday, I almost went to see God. "

'Gorbatov' is a writer, author of: "Letter to Comrades", "Soldier Alexei Kulikov", "Story of the Soldier's Heart" and the novella "Unyielding People", etc.

At the same time, he also served as a soldier and became an officer. He had three stars on his shoulders, like a telescope. He participated in the Soviet-Finnish War. His characteristic was that he was rather handsome.

So Shana looks beautiful.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhang Jing said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, I'm not here for a trip."

Volkov nodded, "I have entrusted my connections with the oil company and the mining license to handle it for you. With the money, it will be done quickly."

"So," Zhang Jingchi said fruitfully, "I'm here because I don't want you to die."

Volkov was moved because of Shana's relationship, the two men were tightly bound together.

"Sergey helped me a lot," Volkov turned back to look at Dalang. "Some of his opinions were very useful and greatly reduced my decision-making errors, otherwise the position I was defending would fall."

Sergey is Dalang's new name, a means of self-protection.

Before Zhang Jing could say anything, an accident happened and rapid gunshots were heard from the ground.