Chat briefly.
After bidding farewell to the mother and daughter, Zhang Jing met Holsey Victoria who was walking out of the elevator in the lobby on the first floor and was about to go to the restaurant.
and her fiancé Simon Soyton.
Simon Soyton is the son of a New York State Senator and will most likely be a Senator in the future. He is forty-five years old this year.
He has short brown hair, is about 1.75 meters tall, and looks pretty handsome, only a little worse than Zhang Jing.
Overall, Holsey Victoria is not worthy of the handsome Simon Soyton.
But looks are not Holsey Victoria's strong point. Having a good mother is her greatest asset.
In the past month, Zhang Jing lived on the fifth floor, and the two of them also lived on the fifth floor.
Naturally, I have met him many times and passed by with a simple greeting.
Just when he was crossing his shoulder, Holsey Victoria was causing trouble and deliberately touched Zhang Jing lightly with his hand.
No need to think too much.
Don’t worry about thinking wrongly.
This is the secret code to meet at the same place at midnight on the wild beach.
Like Wukong being struck three times by a ruler, Zhang Jing never expected that a foreigner would imitate the quintessence of Chinese culture before he met Holsey Victoria.
With such a huge loss, Zhang Jing naturally wanted to get some interest back and decided to go to the appointment that night.
However, Holsey's appearance is really average, with a score of 6.5 at most.
If it weren't for her identity, Zhang Jing wouldn't be embarrassed.
There is another problem here, if a powerful girl and an ordinary girl chase you at the same time.
Which one to choose?
The answer is yes, of course you have the right to choose.
Having power can at least prove that the other party is also rich. Having power and money means that you have more knowledge, have broader ideas, and are less likely to be impulsive.
In this case, if she chooses you, she will most likely not regret it.
On the other hand, ordinary girls.
In a few years, there is a high probability that a situation like 'I was really blind when I married you' will happen.
Far away.
Sleep in the afternoon and be happy at midnight.
The next day I was full of energy.
At 7.30 in the evening, Zhang Jing came to the King's Stadium in the Chaohuidian District in Zhongyang, the city.
The cheerleading team is performing in the huge King's Stadium covering an area of 100 square meters.
Because the place is so big, the performance needs to be captured with cameras and displayed on huge screens.
If you want to see real people, you need to use a telescope in most places.
Waiting for the game time backstage, listening to the deafening cheers outside, Zhang Jing did not expect that as many as 150,000 people, including 70,000 from other countries, would come to watch the game.
These 70,000 people are tourists, and most of them are probably betting. Zhang Jing hopes that they will not lose too much.
"Miss Charlene."
The girlfriends were scattered in different locations in the stands. Only Milika’s coach accompanied Zhang Jing in the lounge, “Is your sister here today?”
"..."
"Boss," said Charlene, who has hair like instant noodles and shoulders like pork butts and is very strong, "my sister is still in high school."
Zhang Jing was speechless, what does high school have to do with it.
Seeing that Zhang Jing couldn't cheer up, Sha Lin encouraged him, "When you win this game, I will introduce you to him."
Suddenly, Zhang Jing felt that he had a direction in life, "Keep your word."
Just as Zhang Jing and Sha Lin were talking, they were next door.
Old pirate John Freikson and young pirate Nigel Freikson were also chatting.
"Today is a good day," the old pirate said excitedly. "After the game, we will make up for our previous losses."
"Dad," Nigel Freikson reminded, "a lot of people are going to go bankrupt because of us."
"What does that matter?" the old pirate said in a nonchalant tone, "I would do the same thing if they were me. It's just to make money. There is no right or wrong."
"A lot of people are going to be in debt, and people are probably going to die."
The seventy-five-year-old old pirate didn't say anything. He was not a good person to begin with. He only cared about money.
Seeing that his father was determined, the little pirate suddenly realized his conscience and decided to defeat Zhang Jing in the ring.
As the game time approached, as the host's voice sounded outside, Nigel Freikson took a deep breath of air, stood up, left the lounge, and walked outside.
The old pirate was worried that his son would accidentally defeat Zhang Jing, and finally reminded him: "The acting should look like it, but don't be too realistic. Just walk on it."
Nigel Freikson said nothing.
Leaving the lounge and walking out of the covered space along the straight path, huge cheers rang out.
Nigel Freikson waved his right fist forcefully, showing that Zhang Jingzhang was defeated.
At the same time, the image of Nigel Freikson waving his fist was transmitted to every corner of the guest area through cameras and large screens.
In the area closest to the arena.
The young terrorist and her fiancé Simon Soyton were chatting.
"Nigel will win," Simon Soyton said with force, "There will be no surprises!"
Holsey Victoria also hopes that the little pirate Nigel will win, but the probability is really slim.
Her mother is even more pessimistic. Netar has arranged for Zhang Jing’s share of natural gas exports.
At this time, the war song sounded.
My scalp feels numb and I feel a sense of momentum!
"This is Xiao Mao's Chinese song "Xiao Mao is still in the world"," Sha Lin introduced to Zhang Jing. "As expected, there must be an exchange of interests behind this."
Zhang Jing nodded.
Soon, it was Zhang Jing's turn to appear.
The black girl Udo Xiyao sang "Hunting Song" written by Silke live.
Fast pace, the feeling of rushing.
Coupled with Udo Xiyao's deep voice and high notes, the singing has a sense of hunting.
Zhang Jing walked into the arena wearing big shorts without any advertising, wearing boxing gloves on his hands, and bare eight-pack abs that would make women drool.
The moment he stood on the field and appeared on the big screen, there were cheers louder than those of the little pirates.
There is a feeling of being on a green field, and the animal blood is boiling all over the body.
In fact, this is a game without suspense, but the audience doesn't know that.
When the results are announced, I hope that no one among the 150,000 people will get sick. Don't get excited if you are sick. If you fight, you will go to jail. 33
With this thought in his mind, Zhang Jing imitated Milica's signature moves, shook his fists, and trotted to the ring.
I was inspected by the referee here, and there was no problem. I was allowed to enter the four cages and stand in front of the little pirate.
"I will definitely defeat you," the little pirate said righteously in front of everyone's attention, "There are many ordinary people who want you to lose;
As long as you have any sympathy left, you should just lie down and avoid putting them in heavy debt. "
Zhang Jing didn't understand, "What do you mean?"
"My father sold more than 20 billion yuan in betting agreements, betting on you to win."
"So," Zhang Jing asked, "it should be you who lies down, right?"
"I will definitely defeat you!" 32-year-old Nigel Freikson, who graduated from Yale College in San Francisco and is one of the three founders of Yifei Motors, said firmly, "For ordinary people!"
Zhang Jing was shocked. He didn't expect that the little pirate was a virgin?
Outside the three-layer bulletproof glass, the audience could not hear the conversation between the little pirate and Zhang Jing, but they could see that the little pirate had great opinions on Zhang Jing.
With firm expressions, bared teeth, and mutual quarrels, there seemed to be a deep hatred between the two.
This made the audience excited.
Some people died, but not completely...
