Why did Chen Ming split the MIA again?

Naturally, it was because he felt that the power of the MIA was too great. It's similar to his psychology of splitting up national security, and it's not like a family is dominant. Is it spring when a hundred flowers are blooming? Although the performance of the military intelligence bureau is not bad, it has not made mistakes in national security back then.

But Chen Ming still decided to correct the mistake he had made.

In the 21st century, the United States can have 16 relatively independent intelligence departments, and tens of billions of dollars in intelligence funds every year, and it is logical that China now has five or six relatively independent intelligence agencies, isn't it?

The main thing is that the focus of these intelligence agencies is not the same.

As for the one-ton blow suffered by Chen Liang, a lord who made great contributions to Chen Ming and the Chen Han Empire, Chen Ming didn't care.

At the end of February, the city of Nanjing was bright in spring.

And in such a beautiful season, some people have to leave Nanjing for a long time, this is Chen Jing.

With a complicated heart, it is difficult for him to say whether his trip to the Americas is a pie in the sky or an unlucky trip. He actually got the inheritance of his father's title and the inheritance of the American fiefdom, which Chen Jing couldn't have imagined when he broke his head before.

His eldest brother Chen Sheng is much better than him, careful, patient, hard-working, self-motivated, Chen Sheng surpasses Chen Jing in an all-round way. However, his eldest brother was not interested in building a country in a barren land thousands of miles away, and hoped that he would be able to make a big difference at home.

Perhaps, there is a very old plot - rather be a phoenix tail than a chicken head. Chen Han is the land of heavenly treasures, and being an official here is far better than being the king in a wild and barbaric place.

At the time of parting, Chen Jing spent more time in the racecourse, left Nanjing, and went to the Americas, where he would never see again.

You can also run horses and race horses there, but the wild horses and the BMW galloping on a special track are completely different concepts, and the senses are completely different.

After the initial surprise, panic, hesitation and emotion, Chen Jing went crazy and soaked in the racecourse, enjoying his last happy 'time'.

Time is a very good teacher!

The racecourse outside Nanjing, at the beginning, was a bowl-shaped, with a convex earthen enclosure around the central depression, and a grandstand foundation built with rammed earth around it. It is paved with a thin layer of concrete, which is both a step and a seat, and in the summer, when the sun is shining, the hot butt can be cooked.

At that time, the arena was like an earthen enclosure, with only four gates, east, west, north and south, leaving no trenches, and after the rain, there was often stagnant water on the steps. Without fire extinguishing measures, they couldn't think of anything like this. For the most part, the crowd at the 'generation' racecourse was free-spirited, and the 3,000-seat generation arena had spectators standing on the steps and shouting at the beginning of the horse and polo races. As for the number of seats, it simply does not exist in the minds of the people in the stands. Even at that time, there was no specific row of seat numbers, so there were many cases of impulsive and excited spectators crushing the fence. Even the best row of boxes is a thin wooden shell with a few chairs and a coffee table.

It was the events of the next few years that taught the horse racing club how to guard against all safety hazards, how to maximize their own interests, and how to do their best to satisfy their guests.

Today's racecourse has a capacity of at least 10,000 people, eight exits, and all steps and foundations are made of reinforced concrete. There are drainage ditches to protect against heavy rain, water tanks and water hoses to protect against fires, there are enough security guards and guides, there are fixed numbers at each location, and there are mobile stalls for buying cigarettes, water, newspapers and food in every area.

There are amplified brass horns, convenient betting spots, dedicated passages for horses and jockeys, protective fences and barbed wire between the various areas, and all the chairs are made of balsa wood imported from Africa.

Balsa wood is native to South America, distributed in the West Indies, southern Mexico to Peru, Bolivia and other tropical countries at low altitudes, is a typical tropical fast-growing timber species, its annual growth chest circumference can reach 30-40 cm, the nature of high temperature, high humidity climate and deep, well-drained, fertile soil conditions. It has now been brought by Europeans to the tropics of Africa and sporadically cultivated in the South Seas.

It is the lightest wood in the world, a thick and long piece of wood, which two people lift up and walk like a fly. Balsa wood is half as light as cork oak, making it the lightest tree in the world. Each cubic meter weighs only about 200 catties. A normal adult can lift balsa wood that is about eight times its own volume or more.

Although light, this wood is quite non-flammable - on the contrary, its thermal conductivity is very low, both heat insulation, sound insulation, and strong, is a good natural insulation, sound insulation material. After Chen Ming seized Luzon, the latter had already been planted in a large area in the South Seas.

Although balsa wood is very light, the material is strong, not easy to deform, the volume stability is good, the material is uniform, easy to process, and its interest in not absorbing heat and conducting heat makes them used by the Jockey Club to make chairs and cubicles.

The chairs are painted in different colors, have backrests, and are divided into three areas: white, yellow, and red, and there is no black in the several colors commonly used in China, because now Chen Han knows that black is more absorbing sunlight for all children who go to school. In order not to burn the ass in the summer, the black must be discarded.

The VIP room also has a dedicated service staff.

Although the price is expensive, everyone who can sit here will enjoy the real VIP treatment at the racecourse. Many of them are members of the Club, members of the Executive Committee, or potential members of the Club, and potential consumers. In Nanjing, membership is also a qualification, and it is like an invisible threshold that separates small traders worth less than one million from the wealthy merchants at the top.

Many wealthy businessmen who have just entered Nanjing regard joining the Jockey Club as a sign of their integration into the Beijing community.

As for the members of the Jockey Club, they are worth more than five million, or even tens of millions. And the executive committee is not at all obtained by money.

It was the first time for Yan to come to the racecourse today, and looking down from the VIP room, it was really crowded, and there was a crowd of people under black pressure.

"That's a lot of people!" What the ears hear and what the eyes actually see are two completely different senses. Yan knew that horse racing was very popular in Beijing, and now that he has witnessed it, he feels that it is really crowded.

"Since four years ago, there have never been fewer than 5,000 spectators per game. It's a great place to pass the time. Chen Jing pointed around and introduced to Yan.

There are hundreds of shops, some are tavern restaurants, a few alleys deep, and some are red and willow green, so that the winners of the horse ticket can spend all the money they have won, and as for the losers, they can go to the restaurant to borrow wine to drown their sorrows.

If you have no money in your hand, you can also go to a private bank to borrow money, and now there is only this little room left for China's money bank. Or that they are more suitable for a lending company. Then there is the direct going to the pawnshop to do something. or if you are famous and have thick capital, you can go directly to the bank to brush your face.

"There are taverns and restaurants for drinking and eating, there are teahouses and courtyards for pure and elegant teahouses, storytellers, jugglers, acting, and performing arts, beautiful women from all over the world, and you can have whatever you want. The people who come here are not just dukes, nor are they just to pass the time, this place has slowly become a social place, especially the private room. ”

"At a dinner after a Marseille and polo match, it is a good time for members to connect with each other, and maybe a dinner party will result in several million-dollar deals. And from time to time, there will be a few big people who they can't see at all. ”

Chen Jing feels that he has also contributed to the prosperity of the racecourse, so he is very excited when he talks about the prosperity and prosperity of the Club.

As he spoke, Chen Jing beckoned to the waiter outside, "It's still the old rules, it's still my floating!" With this voice, he threw out 10,000 Chinese yuan. The Floating Light was an Arabian horse he had only acquired from a British merchant in October last year. The whole body is pure white, and there is not a single stray hair on the body, which is really beautiful and dead.

After months of training, recuperation and adaptation, this superbly good-looking Floating Light made an immediate splash when it debuted in the spring races. Arabian horses are some of the world's most famous horses, and at least 10 sprint horses in this racecourse in Nanjing come from Tianfang, most of them are white. But there has never been a horse that is so beautiful and so pure white as the floating light.

The white horse is fashionable, with long horsehair, which is as clear and crystal clear as it shines in the sun, shining with silver light.

Chinese have always had a special love for white horses, and Chinese have worshiped 'albigo' creatures since ancient times. Floating Light didn't have much of an advantage over the rest of the racetrack, but it was this all-over appearance that made it never the brightest star in the entire racecourse.

"It's really beautiful!" Yan Shi, who was holding a telescope, this was not the first time she had seen the floating light, but she still couldn't take her eyes off.

"Floating Light is the most beautiful foal in the world. His Royal Highness the Great Prince has said that he will exchange the fire cloud given to him by the emperor for floating light! After proposing to buy the floating light for 30,000 yuan but couldn't, Chen Jing was still preparing to take the floating light to the Americas, and Chen Ding impulsively shouted that he wanted to exchange the fire cloud for the floating light. Firecloud is a famous horse, he is a thoroughbred horse offered by the British, and his whole body is red, like a burning cloud. was given the name Huoyun by Chen Ming and rewarded to Chen Ding.

That can't be exchanged at all, and it's impossible for Chen Jing to be an idiot enough to accept this deal. After Chen Ding's impulse went down, he didn't talk about it.

The countdown to the game is 10 minutes, and the atmosphere in the whole arena is already warm enough to boil boiling water. Chen Jing and Yan stood in front of the glass, both of them feeling quite nervous. Although Chen Jing's previous 'ambition' was ridiculous, he really liked horse racing, and Yan fell in love with the beauty of Fuguang, so he naturally hoped that his favorite Fuguang could win.

Dai Wenxiong entered the arena under the leadership of the captain of the Jockey Club security team, and the roaring voices and high shouts made this man from the internal guard couldn't help frowning. As a bodyguard, what he hates most is this kind of mixed place.

Such a mixed and crowded place is the least favorite place for all of their internal guards.

After five minutes of countdown, a layer of sweat had already floated on Chen Jing's forehead. With two eyes staring at the track, nothing else could distract him at this moment, not even his wife on the side. This is the psychology of the dusk!

Chen Ding entered the box next to Chen Jing under the cover of Chen Gongzhao and Chen Bingwang's brothers, Chen Ding didn't sit down on the chair in the box at all, he walked to the window, through the dark white light veil, the people outside couldn't see who was in this box under the warm sunlight, and people with average eyesight couldn't see a person standing at the window.

"This horse is beautiful."

Chen Ding looked at the floating light on the track through the white veil, the warm sunlight shone on its body, and every hair seemed to be crystal clear.

It's a pity that Chen Jing doesn't sell such a beautiful horse to himself, after all, 30,000 yuan is indeed a bit less, but Chen Jing's price for buying Fuguang is only 20,000 yuan.

"It's so beautiful." Orders rang out at gunfire, and ten horses rushed out and ran in an instant.

The thin and toned body of the floating fiber swept by in the sun, and Chen Ding couldn't wait to take a gun and force Chen Jing next door to turn the horse to himself. That guy is going to take the floating light to North America, my God, is this just gambling with the sea of the floating light?

It's just that Chen Ding didn't know that at this moment, his dear uncle, Chen Kun was also in this box, but he was a little far away. "Master, Second Master Jing is in VIP Room 005."

"You go and see this Second Master Jing." Li Kun's eyes are also looking at the floating light, the floating light after the game is indeed beautiful, but his gaze is very calm. Even if there really was a winged Pegasus coming to the world, Li Kun would not be able to ride it. His legs were long gone.

"Papa......" The unceremonious knock on the door made Chen Jing, who was frustrated that Fuguang couldn't run first, stand up angrily. Who is this, don't you know what the second master is worried about at this time?

"Second Master Jing, I am the entourage of Uncle Guo, and I am here to ask to see me on the orders of my master!" A very calm voice came from outside the door.

The angry Chen Jing immediately calmed down, the people of the Li family. The dissatisfied Yan family also appeared on the side, and he also retreated in anger all of a sudden. The couple glanced at each other, and their four eyeballs were full of doubts, the Li family?

"It's rare for Uncle Guo to come to the racecourse to play because of this. It's rude, Jing Er should have seen it in person. In Chen Jing's impression, Li Kun never came to the racecourse except for the Mid-Autumn Festival and Lantern Festival.

The person who came was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, and the first thing he did after meeting Chen Jing and his wife was to pull out a check, a check for two million.

"What do you mean?"

"My lord has no other meaning, he just wants to do a business for Second Master Jing."

Li Kun wants to take 2 million to win everything Chen Jing has in the racecourse, not only the land outside, a few shops in the town, but also Chen Jing's horses, including Fuguang, who has the title of Chen Jing's most important Jockey Club executive committee.

"It can't be." Chen Jing jumped up reflexively, and no one could take away his floating light.

The person who came smiled and said gently: "Second Master Jing, let's think about it, this check is not only two million, but also a love between the Li family and His Royal Highness the eldest prince." ”

……

In the afternoon, a beautiful and unusual white horse was pulled to the uncle's mansion. At dinner, Chen Ding, who was still paying attention to his homework, received an excerpt from outside the palace. "It's my uncle's invitation, then I'll be there tomorrow afternoon."