"Let them explain the bad things that their ancestors have done for the eighteenth generation, and the time and place where they peeked at the girl taking a bath when they were young," Zhang Jing pointed to the four injured intruders and instructed Old Daikin, "I want to know all the information."

The elder Dai Kim was a professional and immediately got to work.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Jing didn't want to see too much blood, which would affect his sleep, so he returned to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

I opened my eyes again and slept until I woke up naturally, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, the farm was starting a new day, the cook had already warmed up breakfast three times, and the waiter was cleaning.

The pets are back, and so are the girlfriends, as if nothing happened last night and everything was a dream.

"Brother Zhang," Zhou Manmiao was barefoot, stepping on the carpet, taking care of her skin, and reminded, "Mr. Dai Jin is waiting for you in the living room."

Zhang Jing came to the living room and sat down opposite Old Daikin, "How is it?"

"They have an organization, but they don't have names, they may be huge, but those four people have very little contact, and the leader in charge of them is called Kerrychai, who has more than seventy people in the world, and Richai himself is in Los Angeles at the moment."

"That's it?" Zhang Jing was surprised, "Gone?"

"That's all," Dekkin Sr. explained, "this information can be analyzed and concluded that the other party is a mature and established organization that implements a single-line vertical management structure."

"Vertical? Single-line?" Zhang Jing retelled.

"Kharichhai is their leader, but only Kharichhai is connected to the higher-ups, and the others are more like working for Kharichhai."

"In other words, killing Crichai would disassociate him from the nameless organization under his seventy-plus men around the world?"

"Theoretically," Dekkin Sr. suggested, "killing Krichay as soon as possible will help the farm get out of the threatened situation sooner."

"Because of the single-line vertical management?"

"Yes, the advantage of one-line vertical management is that it is not easy to find out if something happens to his subordinates, but the disadvantage is that the small leader has too much power, and Kritchhai may not even mention you and Kanfen Farm to his superiors."

Zhang Jing's heart was moved, and he ordered: "Find Krichay and interrogate his superiors, this is the task, and the bonus is the old rule."

Money can make ghosts grind, and old Dai Jin has already smelled the ink of green banknotes.

In a hidden warehouse in the city, Crichai and two assistants who have seen their heads clipped to it guess that the seven-person team has failed and are discussing how to deal with it.

"Boss, should we ask for support from above?" The female assistant analyzed, "Zhang Jing is a rich man, and the defense force of the farm is far tighter than what you see outside."

Unwilling to fail, Krichai shook his head, "It's too early to admit defeat, the Law Pillar is the only pass for us to improve the level within the company, and looking for support is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to be promoted."

"I agree with the boss's decision," said another male assistant, "the Dharma Pillar is a symbol of Hindi civilization, and if the boss hands it in, the rank within the company will be promoted, and then the funds will increase a lot, and we will earn more money."

"Yes, the Dharma Pillar can only be obtained by us," Kritchhai said confidently as the avatar was clipped, "The next step is to closely monitor the Kanfen Farm, originally, kidnapping the children of the farm is the best choice, but unfortunately they are too careful, then they are looking for an opportunity to intercept Zhang Jing's car on the road."

Just as old Dakkin guessed, Kerry really didn't plan to report the situation of Kanfen Farm and Zhang Jing, and even his superiors didn't know that there was a magic pillar.

Zhang Jing didn't know that the bad guys had bad ideas again, and at the moment he was in the living room of the second seaside French villa.

Two things.

First, thank Wen Li for sending three bodyguards to help, send Wen Li lean porridge made by her girlfriend, give each of the three bodyguards 6,000 yuan in thanks, and the other bodyguards who did not make a move also have 2,000 yuan each.

is still the same sentence, you can't take other people's kindness for granted, the lean porridge ceremony is very light, which means that Zhang Jingqing is righteous.

Second, he took the lawyer to sign a transaction agreement with Xu Jiu on the Kanfen farm, priced at 70 million meters, and the money was paid in two installments, the first time was 40 million meters and the second time was 30 million meters.

It's just a contract, for the yamen, the lawyer, and the tax officer.

Privately, the two verbally agreed that in November, the farm would be re-transferred to Zhang Jing.

This matter itself is risky, if Xu Jiu changes his mind, Zhang Jing will lose Kanfen Farm and all employees, because all procedures are legal and compliant.

After the contract was signed, the lawyer left first, and he handled the rest of the formalities, and within a few days, Zhang Jing would have no assets in Citigroup and no employees under his name.

"It feels good to be trusted," Xu Jiu, dressed in a beige shirt and beige trousers, looked at Zhang Jing and chatted, "But I have to say, you are very bold."

I didn't pay attention to it before, Xu Jiu's hair seemed to be growing long, and the thought in his heart flashed, Zhang Jing said politely, "Mr. Xu is of noble quality and broad-minded, so I am naturally relieved."

Immune to sycophants, Xu Jiu diverted the topic, "I asked Miss Liang and Miss Zhou to go to the beach for a picnic at noon, do you want to join us?"

Zhang Jing really had nothing to do, but he would rather lie down than get involved in socializing among women, so he politely refused and drove to the cowshed area.

There are several interconnected six-meter-wide concrete roads within the farm, with a total length of about 180 kilometers, which is barely enough for a 5,000-acre farm to connect almost all the functional buildings.

found Mirika in the practice room with an area of about 200 square meters, and the dragon and phoenix siblings Matim and Yunik were also sweating and saying hello to Lin Shufan, and Zhang Jing called Mirika to the door.

"Yesterday's game, you played rugby very well, have you ever thought about joining a certain team?"

"When I was in high school, I tried to get on the varsity team," Mirika bowed her head slightly, "and I was rejected, and they laughed at me for being fat and stupid."

"Now there is a chance," Zhang Jing looked at the 21-year-old Mirika, who is 1.9 meters tall and has a body of 180 pounds, "I plan to set up a professional women's football team with you as a quarterback."

As if she had been hit by a giant pie, Mirika jumped back in disbelief and asked, "Why?"

"I see in you infinite potential, worth cultivating."

In fact, Zhang Jing has many reasons in his heart, but the most important one is definitely not to fancy Mirika's potential, just kidding, he doesn't even understand the rules of rugby, he understands the potential of a hammer.

His main goal is to tie up old Dai Jin firmly by his side, seeing that Mirika's depression is recovering better and better, and she herself is getting thinner and more confident, Zhang Jing is worried that the father and daughter will fly away.

The secondary goal is to achieve a combination of hardcore kung fu and rugby, and if successful, the rewards will be enormous.

Mirika didn't know that the boss was scheming, and in turn he cared: "It's expensive to raise a team, and I don't have potential, so I don't deserve you to be so good to me."

The corners of Mirika's eyes were moist as she spoke.

Zhang Jing is very good at things, pretending to wave his hand generously, "Don't be moved, I'm just using you to make money."

"OSS," Mirika was empathetic, "though you are always in a hurry, always smirking, always looking stern, we all know that you are a good man;

You handled investment immigration for Xia Li and reunited little Dilin with her mother;

You help the two sisters, Mirna and Zainab, escape from their nightmarish living conditions;

You adopted two siblings, Matim and Eunic;

You also spent money and trusted connections to send Yudo Xiyao and Mina to study at university;

My father and I have also received great help from you, and now, for the sake of my ideals, you are willing to set up a special team, and if there is a Virgin in this world, it must be you."

Zhang Jing stretched out his head to give Millika a corn shell, and said in a stern tone, "15-year brokerage contract, you are for the ideal, but I am for the money, you will lose your freedom in the next 15 years, what you do today, what you do tomorrow, your work content is up to me."

"Is it like the kind of contract that tennis player Katie, winemaker Cindy, and director Marcus signed?" Mirika didn't care, "I'm willing to sign it."

"You need to get Mr. Daikin's permission for this," Zhang Jing reminded, "and I'm going to put hard-core kung fu and olive work."

Rugby is combined, it's going to take a long time."