Send away contracted player Yang Haojie.
Before Zhang Jing lay down to rest under the tree for the second time, Liu Lehua, who had not been seen for a while, appeared in sight.
Liu Lehua is an employee of Liu Chuanxiong.
The status is similar to Li Xing who works for Wen Li and Barbie who works for Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing greeted, "Mr. Liu, are you looking for me?"
Behind him is the hotel, in the middle are coconut trees and the beach, and in front is the sea. It seems that Zhang Jing plans to take a nap under the trees.
There is no one left these days.
"Long time no see," Liu Lehua greeted, "due to investment mistakes, my boss owes a bank loan of one billion yuan."
"Why do you owe so much?"
“After attending the last lithium mine auction in Melbourne, he bought a large number of related stocks, and then Sugon Battery Laboratory announced a breakthrough in sodium battery technology, so he was buried miserably.”
It was his fault again, Zhang Jing felt sympathy for Liu Chuanxiong for a second.
Liu Lehua told the reason for this meeting, "My boss hopes that you can help him and give him the sales rights of mat graphics cards in District D."
"I am not responsible for the business," Zhang Jing directly blocked Liu Lehua's last words, then changed the topic and said: "Three days later in the evening;
A boxing match will be held on this beach. Mr. Liu Chuanxiong can buy Miss Milika to win, and I can buy her to win. "
"Oh?" Liu Lehua asked, "In an ordinary boxing match, the stakes are limited, right?"
"You can find someone to bet against," Zhang Jing reminded Liu Lehua. "Some people will lose, and some will win. Give it a try, maybe some fools will fall for it."
When he got the opportunity to make money, Liu Lehua thanked him and left.
After driving eighty kilometers, Liu Lehua returned to Liu Chuanxiong's residence in the villa area of Taiyin Palace.
Narrate what Zhang Jing said.
"Betting on boxing?" 79-year-old Liu Chuanxiong asked.
"Yes," Liu Lehua introduced. "The information I found on the Internet is that this is a bet between Zhang Jing and Norwegian shipping king John Freiksen. The one-sided bet is as high as 900 million yuan."
Liu Chuanxiong felt incredible.
Also in the living room, Liu Chuanxiong's granddaughter Liu Ya also felt exaggerated.
"This news was exposed from Europe," Liu Lehua analyzed. "It should be the shipping king himself. He is very confident."
"If we also participate in gambling, who will win?" Liu Chuanxiong asked.
"The player hired by John Freikson is a Samoan, female, who has won the European Cup 80kg competition many times."
Before entering the door, Liu Lehua had already done the basic work, as Shujiazhenhui reported:
"Zhang Jing hired a female from an allied country. She has held the 80kg gold belt for two years and has not participated in any competitions in the past year."
"These two players," Liu Chuanxiong asked, "who is more powerful?"
Liu Lehua shut up, he has already said that both sides are equally powerful.
One is a champion in the Allies and the other is a European champion.
"Grandpa," Liu Ya reminded, "it's best for us not to get involved in this matter. Maybe this is a trap set up by Zhang Jing and John Freikson." Bayi Chinese website
John Freikson was intercepted from two yachts. This matter was disgraceful both inside and outside, so naturally it would not be publicized.
Zhang Jing would not even publicize that he purchased the two boats from Jie Hu through Grand Coconut Bank, and there was no apparent relationship between the two.
Therefore, Liu Ya was worried that the game was rigged.
"Don't look at Zhang Jing's reputation, and don't look at John Freikson as a shipping king," Liu Ya reminded, "the more impossible something is, the more likely it is to happen."
Liu Chuanxiong nodded. He was a master of scheming. He had set traps for many individuals and companies, and he understood what his granddaughter said.
But it doesn't matter, he can find out whether this bet is a trap.
He picked up the phone on the coffee table and made three calls in a row.
The moment he put down his phone, Liu Chuanxiong's wrinkled face was filled with a smile, "This is not a game. There is a lot of hatred between Zhang Jing and John Freikson."
"If it's not a round," Liu Ya asked awkwardly, "who will win? Both players look very strong on the surface."
"Of course I'll buy it with John Freikson," Liu Chuanxiong said, "I don't believe in Zhang Jing's vision."
Because he is a 'comprador', a 'glove' of the fried chicken power, and has lived abroad all year round, Liu Chuanxiong instinctively chose to believe in white skin.
As for how to buy it, don’t worry about it.
Some investment banks and banks can buy. As long as there is an order, they can find losers for the winners, and the same goes for the reverse.
The price is only a 5% agency fee.
At the same time, the employees of Kanfen Farm and someone's girlfriends were also buying, buying Milica through banks and gambling companies to win.
If you don't buy it, you won't be able to do it. This is equivalent to giving out a bonus. If you don't buy it, you will give up the bonus.
I usually earn a lot of salary, but it's not much, so I can't let go of such an opportunity.
Zhang Jing was unaware of everyone's choice and was sleeping soundly on a lounge chair under the shade of palm trees.
But he dreamed that he was on the sea and the boat was about to overturn. When he opened his eyes, it turned out that his daughter was shaking him freely.
Picking up Zhang Luo'er who was unsteady on her feet, Zhang Jing kissed her forehead gently.
Looking towards the sea, the sun is about to set. David, Dilin, Anu, and Mike's Mikami child are playing with sandcastles.
The party is about to start too.
"Dad," the mixed-race Zhang Luo'er looked at her father closely and asked in a childlike voice, "Can you take me to catch crabs?"
"no problem."
Zhang Jing held Zhang Luo's baby fat hand and walked step by step towards the wet beach to find little crabs for her.
Although the little crab was small, its movements were very sensitive and a bit difficult to catch, which made Zhang Jing a little embarrassed. Fortunately, it lived up to Zhang Luoer's expectations.
Finally caught one.
Silke and his friends were busy at dinner. When they saw what was going on here, they brought over a glass bottle.
Used to hold small crabs.
This made Zhang Luoer extremely happy and he couldn't stop laughing.
"Jack," Silke looked at Zhang Jing and said, "The bet between you and John Freikson is very popular now, and it has attracted a lot of bets both in the Allies and in Europe;
Do you want to buy yourself a win? "
"I won't buy it," Zhang Jing shook his head while thinking, "I'm worried that if I bet too much, someone will do something evil to Milika."
Silk nodded, "Then I won't buy it either."
With wet sand under his feet, Zhang Jing curiously asked his girlfriend, "How much money do you have?"
"I rarely spend money," recalled Silk, whose collarbone can grow fish. "I have 19 million shares of Leopard stock and about 4 million yuan in cash."
Zhang Jing's waist flashed, "Why are there so many?"
"I save some for myself and mainly give it to my elders, who wish me a happy marriage."
Zhang Jing was speechless, they were just together, not married.
Of course Silk's elders knew the truth.
The main reason why he accepted it was that Silke was too cruel to him. After being rescued and rejected by Zhang Jing, he wandered outside for two and a half years.
In this case, it is better to let her be with the person she likes.
Talk.
Is it so profitable to open a casino? ? ?
The answer is yes, it’s just that it’s hard to get a license, so the tribe has it as a kind of compensation.
