c. Li did not let Zhang Jing get his wish.
Walk away with your beautiful, stretchy, snow-white long legs.
Watching C. Li disappear at the end of the corridor, Zhang Jing felt that sooner or later she would be a loser.
He took out his cell phone and prepared to call the little terrorist and ask her to get the money.
'Send away 2 million yuan in cash for use.
It was here that Holsey called first.
"Jack," Holsey introduced, "one of the five people who decide how much to punish AT, Lyndon B. Cullen, wants you to meet him in person once, and you bring the money."
"Are you meeting in private?" Zhang Jing reminded, "If someone takes a photo of you, it will be very detrimental to AT."
"I will arrange the meeting place," Holsey said firmly, "no one else will see you."
After hesitating for three seconds, Zhang Jing agreed.
Zhang Jing was thoughtful after hanging up the phone. He came to the eastern part of the league this time just to persuade Sten Hermansson, who was particularly patriotic, to work in Xiangjiang.
It didn't work, but Holsey did it.
What I didn't expect was that Holsey had a way to change AT from a heavy penalty to a light one, which was an unexpected surprise.
Spend a little money and do big things.
Soon, Zhang Jing went out again at six o'clock in the evening.
This time, he didn't need Barbie to accompany him. He drove out of the Blue Moon Hotel by himself and headed to the meeting place according to the address given by Holsey.
A manor in the suburbs 40 kilometers away due east of the city.
Generally speaking, Zhang Jing is more at ease with the meeting place provided by Holsey, because love is very powerful.
Coupled with the fact that he is willing to spend money, Holsi has a good harvest of love and money, and the risk of betrayal is relatively low.
Because the place was unfamiliar, I drove slowly for an hour and arrived at the place at 7pm.
The urban area is crowded and the suburbs are very empty. Although the place where Zhang Jing came is next to the highway, it is separated from his neighbors by more than 100 meters.
Press the bell, and the manor door will open in about three or four seconds.
Drive through the courtyard gate, follow the winding cement road, and arrive in front of the white main house of the manor.
The door to the main house is open.
Zhang Jing walked in empty-handed and saw a dignified middle-aged man in his fifties in a suit and leather shoes in the living room.
"Hello, Mr. Lyndon B. Cullen?" Zhang Jing asked in greeting.
"It's me," the majestic Lyndon B. Cullen asked strangely, sitting on the sofa, "Did you forget something?"
"What?" Zhang Jing asked, pretending not to understand.
"money."
"Money?" Zhang Jing continued to play dumb, "Why should I give you money?"
"You need me to be merciful to AT and don't plan to spend money?"
"I'm sorry Mr. Lyndon B. Cullen," Zhang Jing stood in the brightly lit rice-style living room and shook his head. "It was you who invited me here, and I have no intention of begging you, let alone giving you money; ..
Regarding AT matters, please keep things official. "
"There is no one else here," Lyndon B. Cullen reminded. "No one cares if you talk about kindness, justice and morality."
"As a person of integrity, love, concern for society, and justice, corruption will never happen," Zhang Jing shook his head firmly, "I will report you to the Yamen for asking for a bribe from me."
"That's enough!" Lyndon B. Cullen shouted, "Stop pretending to be the Holy Mother and get down to business."
"The act of asking for bribes is very shameless and despicable," Zhang Jingyi said angrily, "I will prosecute you!"
Lyndon B. Cullen had a dark expression, and his third button was a micro-photograph. His original intention was to fish for Zhang Jing, but he did not expect that the other party would not follow the routine.
The key point is that Horsi's name cannot be mentioned. He is not called a terrorist for nothing.
Concerned, Lyndon B. Cullen took a deep breath and said, "Please sit down."
"No," Zhang Jing refused, "I am the boss of AT, and you are one of the officials responsible for investigating AT. Meeting in private is not in compliance with the rules;
Not to mention asking for bribes, I will not compromise under any circumstances! "
Seeing that Zhang Jing was smelly, hard, and had a majestic image, Lyndon B. Cullen's eyes were full of anger.
It was clear that Zhang Jing wanted to pay a bribe, but now he wanted to ask for a bribe. Finally, he reminded, "Are you sure you don't want to convince me?"
"We'll see you in court!"
After leaving these words, Zhang Jing waved his hands and left.
After leaving the villa and sitting back in the car, Zhang Jing's eyes changed from angry to gloomy. How dare you play a conspiracy!
The question is, did Holsey know about this?
Can't figure it out, start the car and leave.
Standing in front of the window, the taillights of Zhang Jing's car disappeared outside the courtyard gate. Lyndon B. Karen took off his body and took some micro-photographs.
Before meeting him, he never imagined that Zhang Jing would be so righteous? cunning?
Where is the flaw?
An hour later, Zhang Jing drove back to the Blue Moon Hotel in the city, and at the same time, Holsey called.
"How was your talk?"
"I'm at the hotel, are you coming over?"
Half an hour later, at 9:40 pm, Holsey with long brown hair shawl appeared in Zhang Jing's room.
"Do you know Lyndon B. Cullen?" Zhang Jing asked first.
"We haven't had much contact, only four or five times," Silke didn't understand, "What?"
"Linden B. Cullen is very unreliable," Zhang Jing shook his head. "What I want to know most right now is, are you still reliable?"
"Of course I'm reliable," Holsey said firmly, "Why do you suspect there is something wrong with Lyndon B. Cullen?"
"I'm a treasure hunter, and I'm always careful. I saw at a glance that the third button of his suit looked like it was slightly photographed. We won't contact him in the future."
"!!!"
Holsey was shocked. He didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so decisive.
"Maybe you are innocent, but the suspicion cannot be completely ruled out," Zhang Jing said politely and firmly, "You can leave."
Looking into Zhang Jing's black eyes.
Although Holsey understood Zhang Jing's decision, how could she be so ruthless when she had sacrificed so much for him?
"Here you go," Zhang Jing took out a soybean-sized ruby from his pocket and handed it to Horsi. "When we grow old, it will prove that we once liked each other."
Looking at the small ruby that Zhang Jing handed over, Holxi was instantly moved.
Where can you find a man who is brave, handsome, warm, wealthy, and lacking in oxygen?
"Make it into a ring and give it to me." After saying this, Holsey turned around, opened the door and left.
Zhang Jing put the gems into the mithril space.
There was no point in staying in New York. He couldn't wait until the next day. At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhang Jing went out again and drove 200 kilometers to Boston in three hours.
I met Yunique at the Four Seasons Hotel at midnight, driving further and further on the inhumane road.
If Holsey was picked up, Yunique is definitely the closest to her, so Zhang Jing loves her very much.
Just when Zhang Jing fell in love with someone else, Holsey decided to kill Lyndon B. Cullen to prove her innocence in order to clear her suspicions.
Not the first murder, nor the second murder. Leave it to a killer loyal to the family to execute it as soon as possible.
The young master's family was in a hurry, and the killer decided to execute it in the middle of the night that night.
At three o'clock in the morning, he went to Lyndon B. Cullen's residence and stabbed him to death on the bed. Then he lit the sheets on fire and turned on the gas, causing a fire accident.
The whole process is silky smooth and I don’t know how many times I have repeated it.
