There were squirrels fighting in the oak tree outside the window.
Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi were also fighting. At this time, the baby in her belly was already five months old.
So be careful when fighting.
After a long period of love, the two hugged each other under the quilt.
"The opportunity to short FTSE 100 is lost," Zhang Jing gently sniffed the fragrance of Ding Jiaqi's hair and said in a pity tone, "I am very helpless."
"It doesn't matter," Ding Jiaqi chatted, "because of the two wars, the FTSE 100 has been slowly falling."
Ding Jiaqi said this, Zhang Jing was even more unwilling, if ten advanced torpedoes could be sent to the Messi area.
If it can sink or seriously damage an important warship in Amu, the FTSE 100 will definitely fall sharply.
In that case, the money earned will be a huge fortune.
Thinking of this, Zhang Jing gritted his teeth and decided to have the courage to pursue Jennifer.
There is no opportunity to actively create opportunities, and there is no luck to actively create luck.
"Dear," Zhang Jing asked while holding Ding Jiaqi's naked body, "Where are the advanced torpedoes?"
Ding Jiaqi's mind was confused and she subconsciously asked, "Xia Na's father?"
It was dark under the thinking light. Zhang Jing had never thought of Shana's father before. It shouldn't be difficult to ask the major general to get ten torpedoes, right?
It's certainly not difficult. Normally, a major general is in charge of 50,000 people, or even less than 30,000 people.
With his high position and authority, getting ten torpedoes shouldn't be a problem.
With a decision in mind, Zhang Jing sent a message to Shana, asking her to drop out of school and go to Xiangjiang, a sophomore in college.
In the past three summer vacations, Zhang Jinghui deliberately sent her to Hongdu to receive the teachings of Greens.
Greens has rich life experience and is a good person. He has battled wits and courage with CIA agents many times in San Pedro. He has not been defeated so far and is very powerful.
The knowledge Shana has learned so far is enough for her to return to her father Volkov and learn how to become a major general in advance.
If Volkov is assassinated one day, Shana will be the new major general.
It seems nonsense, but it is actually true. The son of a marshal will still be a marshal, and the daughter of a major general will still be a major general.
It’s similar to studying at Yale. I’ve been a Yale native for several generations.
I can’t say enough with some examples, life is better than reality.
Putting down his mobile phone, Zhang Jing thought of Yangon and asked Ding Jiaqi during a chat, "How did the Liang family in Phuket get rich?"
"Collect some remaining party and civilian troops in Long and escort them for D traffickers."
"Uh..." Zhang Jing was surprised, "So dark?"
Ding Jiaqi introduced her boyfriend, “The situation at that time was very bad. A large number of expedition troops and their families were unable to make a living, and there were many people who died of chronic malnutrition and illness.
The first generation of entrepreneurs from the Liang family were also in a very bad situation. They went out to explore Phuket when they were 14 years old. At the age of 40, they still had not found a stable way to make money. In order to survive, they had to embark on such a path;
Fortunately, after completing capital accumulation, I switched to a regular industry, and my business has been getting better and better, until now. "
Zhang Jing nodded and asked a question of concern: "The Senior Minister of Yangon, Kyisan Aung Suu, plans to bulldoze the expeditionary army cemetery. Can he stop it?"
After thinking for three or four seconds, Ding Jiaqi shook her head, "The situation behind this is very complicated. Her father drove away the Amu colonists through armed war and died in colonial assassination. She was a Yangon hero. She was only 2 years old at the time;
Later, the military group cultivated by her father governed Rangoon;
The problem here is that she lived in Indy for about 16 years and lived in Amu for another 20 years. She married Amu’s husband and gave birth to two sons;
Therefore, she hopes to build Yangon into a Westernized society, and Area D supports the military government, so there is a high probability that the expeditionary army cemetery will not be preserved. "
Zhang Jing was surprised, "She married the person who killed her father?"
"She was only 2 years old when her father died, and she lived abroad for a long time, so she can understand."
Zhang Jing understands now.
Jishan Aungsu is pro-Xi, and District D supports the military government, so she wants to bulldoze the expeditionary army cemetery.
Zhang Jing
I don’t understand, “What is the position of counselor?”
"Because Jishan Aungsu's husband and son are foreign nationals, the law restricts her from becoming the titular governor, so she created a new title."
"So she has the final say and no one else can stop her, right?"
Ding Jiaqi nodded, "Not only is she a powerful governor, she also has a very high public support rate."
"I plan to go see Jishan Aungsu and spend money to move the entire cemetery."
Ding Jiaqi said nothing, thinking that her boyfriend would not succeed.
Fearing that the military would cause trouble again, bulldozing the cemetery was one of the few ways Jishan Aungsu could show his goodwill to the West in exchange for protection.
Zhang Jing didn't know that Ding Jiaqi was not optimistic about his efforts, so he showed up in Dubi, the capital of Yangon (Daimian), two days later in the evening.
At the airport exit, I saw the old Fu mentioned by Xu Zehong.
An old man in his seventies, with a lot of vacancies, his hands on his hips and his belly puffed out, he looked like an official.
"Hello Mr. Fu," Zhang Jing took the initiative to extend his hand, "I am Zhang Jing, thank you for your help."
"You're welcome," the official-minded old man sighed, "Protecting the cemetery is also what I want to do, but it's a pity that Jishan Aungsu is very firm."
Zhang Jing nodded slightly, believing that money could make Ji Shan Aungsu change his mind.
"Let's go," the old man in his early seventies extended his hand to invite, "go to the hotel to rest for a night. The appointment time to meet Jishan Aungsu is at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
Zhang Jing really needs to rest. Long-distance flying is one of the most uncomfortable things on earth.
Frequent long-distance flights are even more demanding.
This can explain why some wealthy people like to decorate airplanes into mansions with beds and offices.
After a night's rest at the Hilton Hotel, Zhang Jing changed into formal clothes the next morning and came to the Governor's Mansion alone.
Before meeting Jishan Aung Su, you need to go through layers of security.
Among the many security guards, Zhang Jing saw three or four people who, although they were brown-skinned and South Asian, clearly looked like they had lived in the West for a long time.
Just like people in District D can tell the difference between a corn on the cob and a sewage fried chicken man.
The difference is small, but noticeable.
Obviously, they are Western agents, maybe the CIA.
It seems that Jishan Aung Su's pro-Western pro-Western stance is true and not a rumor.
There is nothing wrong with being pro-Western, but it is very unkind to bulldoze the expeditionary army cemetery to please them.
In order to fight against the invasion of sewage chicken fryers, the expeditionary force made great sacrifices for Yangon in history. Most of them died in battle and were buried elsewhere.
I feel resentful and resentful.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhang Jing saw Jishan Aungsu in a not-so-luxurious office.
An old lady who is in her early seventies, looks thin and young, wears a long skirt in Yangon’s national costume and has roses in her hair.
"Mr. Zhang," Jishan Aungsu pointed to the opposite side of the desk, "please sit down."
Zhang Jing walked to the opposite side of the woman and sat down across a dark-colored desk.
"Mr. Zhang has traveled thousands of miles to come to Yangon," Jishan Aung Su asked politely, "What's the matter?"
Originally, Zhang Jing wanted to make a direct request to buy the expeditionary army cemetery and move it as a whole.
Worried about screwing up, he temporarily decided to imitate Ding Jiaqi, circle the earth and attack the enemy from behind.
"Dear, look, there are no tickets yet."
