Zhang Jing was actually interested in a sick horse, which was unexpected by everyone.

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi urged, "it must have no value before it will be sent to the slaughterhouse." ”

"Yes, yes," Qu Xiaoqing jumped to his feet, "The owner of the horse farm is not a fool, there must be no way, so he will deal with it." ”

"How much?" Zhang Jing asked the staff of the racecourse directly.

"Sir, it's an injured mare." Malcolm reminded.

"It is precisely because of this," Zhang Jing said in a compassionate tone with a sad expression, "I can't bear to know that a beautiful creature has been sent to the slaughterhouse. ”

Malcolm has worked on horse farms for many years, and has met people who have a special affection for horses, and even spend time and money to raise a useless horse until old age.

But the horse farm cannot be merciful, because to make money, you have to pay taxes.

In his heart, Malcolm admired, supported, and liked caring people like Zhang Jing, so he reached out to stop the truck and dialed the boss's phone.

At this time, Zhang Jingcai saw that there was a jujube red horse on the truck, which looked very bad, like a tomato that had not been watered for three days, wilting.

After a few simple words, Malcolm hung up the phone and said to Zhang Jingdao, "3,000 yuan for 100 kilometers, and it will not be sold below this price." ”

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi stopped again, "This may be a scam, there are some businessmen who take advantage of people's sympathy to make money, the real value of this horse is no more than 1,000 yuan, it is only worth meat money." ”

The fact was guessed by Ding Jiaqi, and it was determined that there was no cure for the sick horse, and the owner of the horse farm had been pulling back and forth along the straight road in the middle of the horse farm twice a day for two consecutive days, deliberately letting the customer see it, until he met Zhang Jing, a 'stupid'.

Zhang Jing patted Ding Jiaqi's little hand, and said solemnly: "I can't see death without help." ”

Then go to the office to sign the transfer agreement, hand over the birth certificate, and pay the money.

The horses were sent directly to the champion racecourse, 30 kilometers away, where Barbie and Ruth were waiting.

I have seen a racing horse that runs like a fly, a bloodline mare with extraordinary demeanor, and a pony with a hundred times more spirit, but I bought a sick horse.

There were no more surprises at Denton Racecourse, and Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi left.

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi sat in the co-pilot, and asked without understanding, "Can I know the reason?" ”

"I can't bear it."

The matter was not explained clearly, and Zhang Jing could only attribute the strange behavior to good intentions.

Ding Jiaqi was silent.

Qu Xiaoqing saw what Zhang Jing was doing in his eyes and was silent.

Leaving Denton Racecourse, the three of them went to St. Fer's Racecourse next door, which was larger in scale, where Zhang Jing hoped to find two other good horses.

"I don't like it here." Ding Jiaqi said coldly.

Zhang Jing looked at the environment of the racecourse, the green space on both sides of the main road inside, and the nose was full of the fragrance of earth and grass, and the first impression was not bad.

Occasionally, there are knights passing by, and tourists come and go, so it turns out that there is a parent-child horseback riding event held here today, and there are many tourists.

Zhang Jing comforted, "After a brief look, we will leave soon." ”

Ding Jiaqi hummed softly.

"Isn't it difficult to keep a racetrack moving?" Walking on the internal road of the racecourse, Zhang Jing chatted and asked Ding Jiaqi.

"Denton Racecourse maybe, it should be a lot easier here, the owner is richer."

"You've been in contact with St. Fernandes' Horse Farm before?" Zhang Jing asked Ding Jiaqi.

"No," Ding Jiaqi denied, "it's my first time here." ”

In the next second, a sarcastic voice came from behind him, "Old friends are here, why don't you say it in advance, what are you afraid of?" ”

Following Ding Jiaqi's angry gaze, a tall, blonde white-skinned woman stood five meters away.

Just now it was just a back, and Aegis saw that it was Zhang Jing, her expression was flustered for a second, and she beckoned: "Mr. Zhang in the morning." ”

Compared with sarcastic Ding Jiaqi, Aegis and Zhang Jing are obviously much more amiable when they speak.

"You know me?" Zhang Jing is strange.

"Yes, my grandmother and Mrs. Xu are friends, I know your name from her, and I have seen you enter and exit Manor 1032 many times."

"Do you know Ding Jiaqi?"

"Acquaintance."

Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi stood very close, and Aegis naturally thought that the two were boyfriend and girlfriend, and she was quite unhappy, so she said with a broken eye, "We have known each other for ten years, classmates for four years, and we have fought a total of five times in the middle." ”

'Fight? ’

Zhang Jing looked at the white one beside him in surprise, with some small flesh on her face, with a good temperament and a cute girl, it was hard to imagine.

Ding Jiaqi argued, "Brother Zhang, don't listen to her nonsense, she bullied Xiaoqing first, so I fought with her." ”

Aegis nodded, did not argue, and said: "You smoked, drank, and smoked Big M during your school in Xiangjiang, does Mr. Zhang know about this?" ”

Zhang Jing was stunned, Ding Jiaqi looked like a good baby, she couldn't see it at all, smoking and drinking didn't count, she actually smoked a big M!

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi said with an aggrieved expression, "That's just when you are young and ignorant, everyone makes mistakes, not to mention that there are only seven or eight packs of cigarettes, only more than 20 bottles of wine, and Big M has only tasted a small sip." ”

The word 'that' is well used.

However, Zhang Jing won't mind, such Ding Jiaqi is more real and cute, who doesn't have puberty?

Zhang Jing gently patted Ding Jiaqi on the shoulder and said that it didn't matter, looked at Aegis and said, "We plan to go and see the horses, so let's leave it at that." ”

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi reminded, "Grandma Aegis is the owner of the St. Buddha Horse Farm. ”

Aegis moved her eyes back and forth on Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi, and said with a slight smile, "I'll take you to see the horses." ”

It is difficult to resist the hospitality, Zhang Jing accepts.

With high heels, straight-leg beige trousers, a white crinkled long-sleeved top, and supple blonde hair, Aegis looks like a lady?

"Do you need a pony, a mare, or a professional racehorse?"

"Will it cause you trouble by reading them all?" Zhang Jing asked.

"No," Aegis looked at Ding Jiaqi defiantly, "It's my honor to accompany Mr. Zhang to watch the horses." ”

The so-called 'honor' is still related to Wen Li.

In order to avoid deepening the misunderstanding, Zhang Jing explained, "Miss Agis, I have nothing to do with the manor at 1032 84th Avenue, and I used to go in and out frequently because of work. ”

"Is that really the case?"

"That's true!"

Looking at Zhang Jing's eyes, to make sure it was true, the warm smile on Aegis's face disappeared, "Then you guys take a look, I have other things, goodbye!" ”

"She's like that," Ding Jiaqi introduced after seeing Agis leave, "super pragmatist, if you have money and power, she will post it and become friends with you;

If you don't have money and power, you can abandon it like a dump, as it is now. ”

Zhang Jinghehe, it's a pity that Aegis doesn't go to Sichuan Opera to change her face.