December 13 at 4 p.m.

Coming out of the airport, Zheng Jing came to the parking lot in Area B and drove away.

"Hey! Eldest brother! Hey! Big brother..."

While waiting for the traffic light, a phone call came.

Seeing the caller ID, Zheng Jing was stunned for a moment.

Why did he call?

The phone was connected, and Wu Shixun's old voice came.

"Xiao Zheng, last time you said on the plane that you were from Ocean City?"

Hearing this, Zheng Jing didn't know what Wu Shixun was going to say.

"Yes, what's wrong Wu Lao?"

"Hehe, didn't you say last time that you wanted to meet people in the antique world? This time there is a chance, do you want to go? ”

"Go, go, thank you Elder Wu, I can't imagine that you still remember this."

Zheng Jing said happily.

Hearing Zheng Jing's happy voice, Wu Shixun continued: "At six o'clock tomorrow night, you go to the suburbs of Lanwan District of Ocean City to wait for me, and I will take you to an auction when the time comes."

"Elder Wu, why do you have to go to the outskirts of the city to participate in the auction?" Zheng Jing asked puzzled.

Wu Shixun whispered: "You should know about the black market, right?"

Hearing the words black market, Zheng Jing's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Could it be that this time it is...?"

"That's right, there will be a black market auction in the Lanwan District of Ocean City tomorrow night, and there will be a lot of people going there, and I will introduce you to it then."

Wu Shixun has not forgotten Zheng Jing since he last saw him on the plane with antique books.

This time he received the invitation, just thinking that Zheng Jing was in Ocean City, and this time he happened to take him with him.

Thinking of the information about the black market on the Internet, Zheng Jing parked the car on the side of the road and asked, "Old Wu, can I buy something when I go in?"

"Of course you can!" Wu Shixun was a little puzzled as to why Zheng Jing asked this, and thought about it: "You don't want to buy something, do you?"

"Yes Elder Wu, I have this idea. Is it possible to only bring cash on the black market? ”

"Yes, that's right. I've heard that there will be a lot of good things on the black market this time, and if you really want to buy some, you can bring some cash. Wu Shixun said.

Then, the two of them confirmed the address and time, and then hung up the phone.

Ness!

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Jing was overjoyed.

This is really good news, I can't imagine that Wu Lao still remembers what he said casually last time.

The black market, I'm really looking forward to it.

Thinking of the above description of the black market, Zheng Jing is already looking forward to tomorrow.

"Didi!"

A horn interrupted Zheng Jing's fantasies.

At this time, Zheng Jingcai realized that he had parked the car in someone else's position just now.

After apologizing to others, Zheng Jing drove away.

Back in the community, Zheng Jing saw the housekeeping staff waiting at the door.

Let them come up, and then Zheng Jing took them back.

Opening the courtyard door, Zheng Jing asked the four housekeepers to clean the room.

Zheng Jing came to the pavilion and sat down.

Since you are going to participate in the black market, how much money should you bring?

Thinking that Wu Shixun said just now that there were a lot of good things on the black market this time, he decided to bring three million over.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jing picked up his mobile phone and called the private customer service, asking the bank to prepare three million cash for him tomorrow.

I don't know if the money is enough?

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Jing felt that the money was a bit small, should you let them prepare more? But he thought about it again, and finally decided to forget it, so let's take these.

If it's not enough, we'll talk about it then.

More than an hour later.

The room has been cleaned.

After sending the housekeeper away, Zheng Jing locked the courtyard door when he came back.

Coming to the living room, Zheng Jing looked at the walls that were not decorated at all, and then took out the five oil paintings from the space.

After taking a look, Zheng Jing found that it was best to hang a painting of more than two meters on the wall facing the TV, but the size of these five oil paintings was too small, and it felt very wrong to hang them.

Finally, Zheng Jing hung the five oil paintings on the wall next to the staircase.

Bucket.

Seeing a large blank wall, this idiom appeared in Zheng Jing's mind.

Back in the room, Zheng Jing took a shower first, and then ate something for dinner.

After eating, coming to the recreation room, turning on the computer, Zheng Jing searched the Internet for information about the island.

Since the last time I thought of a private island, Zheng Jing has been interested.

I searched the internet for private islands.

Zheng Jing found that many of the islands were in the European region.

There are also several in Australia, especially the Philippines, which actually have an island for sale.

I can't imagine that there are so many islands for sale in the world.

Seeing more than fifty large and small islands, Zheng Jing was dazzled for a while.

Seeing the price of the largest island, Zheng Jing found that the hundreds of millions in his card were not enough.

If he buys it, he will have to spend more than a billion dollars to build the island, otherwise people will not be able to live on it at all.

It's a pity that there are too few islands for sale in Southeast Asia.