As soon as he left, the next day, Zhu Zhiyuan took Liang Jiao on a plane to the Philippines.
If it had been anyone else, after knowing that they had caught the attention of the higher-ups and become a reserve cadre, they would have retreated to their old nest, be cautious in their words and deeds, and try their best to leave a good impression on their superiors, or at least not cause anything to happen. come out.
Fortunately for Zhu Zhiyuan, instead of going back to correct his words and deeds, he took the woman and ran abroad.
He is indeed extremely immature politically, but this is also the reason for his mentality: It doesn't matter, as long as it works, it will be fine, and if it doesn't work, he will be pulled down.
After the plane landed, we checked into a hotel first. We stayed directly in a five-star hotel with a presidential suite, which cost more than 20,000 US dollars a day.
Liang Jiao was so excited that she almost clung to Zhu Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan, where do you want to take me to play?"
"Don't ask, just obey." Zhu Zhiyuan slapped her on the butt.
He likes to spank women, and women also like him to spank them. This thing depends on the person.
Liang Jiao beat him until she was extremely soft, and said obediently: "Yes, I will listen to you."
Zhu Zhiyuan made a few calls. The next day, he took Liang Jiao out of the hotel and boarded a speedboat.
He got on the speedboat and drove out by himself.
"You can also drive a boat?" Liang Jiao was surprised.
"I know a lot." Zhu Zhiyuan said tauntingly.
But Liang Jiao likes him like this.
On the other hand, her brother Liang Xinlong often behaves like this, but she hates it extremely.
Showing off requires confidence.
Zhu Zhiyuan himself is the deputy county magistrate. How can he give his woman 30 million by just throwing in a slip?
Where is Liang Xinlong? For a grassroots person, let alone 30 million yuan, just 3,000 yuan, and you have to ask your sister for it. What the hell are you doing?
But Zhu Zhiyuan is really not bragging, he does know a lot of things.
He trained for Prague for five years. During those five years in Africa, he trained with Prague and the others every day when he had nothing to do.
While other senior executives spend their time freeing themselves from business, he, when he has time, trains himself to death.
Bai Xue's negative feelings and Zhu Dan's death weighed on his heart like two mountains. Spending a lot of time and drinking would only make him more depressed. If he tempered himself, his body would be exhausted, but his heart would feel lighter.
And who are Bragg and the others? They are special forces affiliated with the KGB. The KGB defeated the whole world back then, and Bragg and the others are the sharp knives of the KGB's operational troops.
These people are all fully trained and versatile. They have received all training in aircraft, underground tanks, underwater submarines, indoor assassinations, and survival in the wild.
If the KGB is the dark hand of the Red Soviet Union, Prague and the others are the sharpest minions in that black hand, and they are naturally the most comprehensively polished.
Zhu Zhiyuan is far behind, but he has really learned a lot, such as driving a speedboat and pulling vegetables.
After driving for a long time, a small island appeared in front of us.
"It should be here." Zhu Zhiyuan drove the boat around the island, and then around again, feeling that it should be almost inseparable.
"What should be here?" Liang Jiao asked.
"Mysterious Island." Zhu Zhiyuan looked mysterious: "There is the pirate king's treasure on the island."
"I don't believe it." Liang Jiao giggled.
"How dare you not believe it?" Zhu Zhiyuan raised his hand and slapped him hard, making his fat buttocks tremble.
"Yeah." Liang Jiaojiao screamed. Instead of running away, she fell into his arms, just like a mollusk without bones.
"Don't get angry yet and go to the island."
The island is not big, only about three or four square kilometers, but the environment is good, with mountains and water.
Zhu Zhiyuan drove his boat to the beach on the east side. There is a long beach on this side, and there are streams flowing down from the mountains in the nearby valleys, as well as large coconut groves.
"This is it."
Zhu Zhiyuan jumped out of the boat and took down the camping equipment, which he had called someone to prepare.
If you have money, everything will be easy.
Pulling a rope bed between four large coconut trees, Zhu Zhiyuan clapped his hands: "Okay, I announce that the summer vacation on the Mysterious Island has officially begun. Let's have a carnival."
He suddenly picked up Liang Jiao and threw her into the air.
"Yeah." Liang Jiao screamed like a cheerful skylark.
She was really happy.
Beach, yacht, bikini, blue sky and clear water, strong man.
This is the most common Western-style life in movies and TV shows, and it has been her dream for many years.
It's just that dreams have always been just dreams. I rush back and forth every day just for a few taels of silver. As time goes by, dreams are always just dreams.
But now, Zhu Zhiyuan put this dream before her eyes.
How could she not be happy?
For the next three days, she seemed to be living in a dream. Everything was so unreal, yet so real. This man was really strong and could make her scream every time.
And this wilderness environment made her have no worries.
Unlike her sleepwalking, Zhu Zhiyuan was always awake.
After waiting for three days, he felt a little unsure: "Why haven't you shown up yet? It should be within the next two days?"
He is waiting for someone.
In the sixteen years of the previous life, there was too much information, some of which was personally experienced, and more of which was heard.
But what he heard was often distorted, so he was confused for a moment: "It's fake, it can't be, he said it himself, or maybe I'm looking in the wrong place, it shouldn't be possible. According to the navigation, it's nearby. There’s only one island.”
"Zhiyuan, what are you looking at?" Liang Jiao finally realized something was wrong.
"I'm wondering why the Pirate King hasn't appeared yet."
"There really is a pirate king." Liang Jiao giggled.
"There must be one." Zhu Zhiyuan said: "When did the waters of Southeast Asia lack pirates?"
When he said this, Liang Jiao was frightened. She screamed and hugged his arm: "There are really pirates, I'm afraid."
"Stop being so coquettish." Zhu Zhiyuan slapped her fat butt: "Three days are not enough."
Liang Jiao chuckled and hugged his arm tighter: "I'm really scared."
Zhu Zhiyuan ignored her, looked at the sea in the distance, and frowned slightly: "Is it really a mistake?"
The next morning, Zhu Zhiyuan woke up, took himself out of Liang Jiao's octopus hug, walked out of the tent, looked outside, and his eyes suddenly froze.
On the beach next to the speedboat, there was a man lying on his back, half of his body on the beach and half of his body soaking in the sea water.
"He's here anyway, right?" Zhu Zhiyuan smiled.
He took a bottle of water and walked over.
It was a man in his thirties. Zhu Zhiyuan looked at his face and confirmed that he was right: Sukeo Nakajima, the sole heir of Japan's Nakajima Electronics and his friend in his previous life.
Nakajima Sukeo was not unconscious and was still conscious. When he heard the footsteps, he reluctantly raised his head.
"Welcome, friend." Zhu Zhiyuan handed over the water.
Sukeo Nakajima sat up and lowered his head first: "Thank you."
He thanked him, took the water, drank half the bottle in one breath, and then put it down.
Seeing Zhu Zhiyuan looking at him, he said: "I'm sorry."
This damn Japanese etiquette is engraved in my bones.
Zhu Zhiyuan chuckled. Among his friends in his previous life, there were Japanese and Koreans. People from these two countries have the most cumbersome etiquette.
