After a moment's delay at the school gate, Zhang Jing found the principal's office.

As I entered, I saw that Unique and Matim were there, sitting across from the principal's desk.

The headmaster was a white male of about fifty years of age, wearing a pair of thick glasses, characteristic of loose hair, and looking like a man of letters.

"Hello Mr. Principal, I'm Zhang Jing, what's wrong with Yunik and Matim?"

"Yunique was originally a good child who loved to learn, and today not only smoked, but also got into a fight with her classmates, and she and Martim beat the other three students into the infirmary, and I want to say that we are a prestigious school here, and smoking is prohibited, and even more fights are prohibited."

Mattium, who had a mushroom head and freckles on his face, retorted excitedly, "It was they who first laughed and insulted Yunique, and scolded us as wild seeds without a mother and father, and then there was a fight."

Zhang Jing touched Matim's head, looked at the principal and said, "If that's the case, my two children are not wrong, ridicule involved in school violence, they are sued by my lawyer, and their lives will always leave an indelible stain."

The principal was speechless, he wanted to call Zhang Jing to reprimand Unik and Martim together, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

"Mr. Zhang," the principal explained, "it's not that serious, it's just that Unik does have a problem today, and it's been a long time, and there is no hope of going on to higher education."

"I heard that the school needs to replenish some books recently," Zhang Jing took out 10,000 yuan from his pocket and gently put it on the principal's desk as he spoke, "but my tolerance for school violence is zero, and those three students will definitely be held accountable, as for Yunik, I will talk to her, I believe she is just temporarily confused, and everything will be fine."

Money can make ghosts grind, the principal is all right, and he sent Zhang Jing away politely.

Today, Friday, there is no need to go to class in the afternoon, Zhang Jing left school with a dragon and phoenix fetus.

Yunique slung her bag across her shoulders and followed someone silently, her head bowed, looking like she had lost her soul.

Matim is the complete opposite, looking majestic.

From the office to the school gate, there was no communication all the way, and when he returned to the car, Martim found that the co-pilot was someone, and Zhang Jing did not mean to introduce them, so he started the car and left the parking space.

At this time, Matim found that Zhang Jing was not as blameless as he was just now, and he lost his arrogance in an instant.

After the car merged, Zhang Jing seemed to be questioning the air, "Is smoking fun?"

"Matim and I are going to leave Kanfen Farm." Yunique bowed his head slightly, his voice was soft, but very powerful.

Matim looked at his sister in surprise, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you still want to go back to the children's welfare home?"...

"We can still wander the streets." Yunique retorted.

"No," Martim advised his sister, "Dad Zhang didn't scold us either, smoking and being reprimanded, are you still reasonable?"

Britney Spears sat in the co-pilot, her brain was a mess, she had just finished her wandering life, and someone wanted to take the initiative to wander, how stupid is this?

Also, why does a boy as big as Matim call Zhang Jing's father?

"The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first work their muscles and bones, and starve their bodies and skin," Zhang Jing seemed to be talking to himself, "No matter what you want to do, you must first study hard, accumulate strength, and wait until you grow up, and then take revenge."

"Yes," Matim supports Zhang Jing, but not on the same channel, "The older you get, the more powerful you become, and you will fight those three guys every day in the future."

Yunique understood the meaning of the words, and Zhang Jing talked about "Born in Sorrow, Died in Peace" in the process of explaining the four famous novels to her, which is highly similar to her current situation.

Later, Yunique did not say anything more radical and remained silent until the farm.

Getting off the bus at the door of the restaurant in the cowshed area, Zhang Jing stood in front of the dragon and phoenix brothers and sisters, and warned them: "Turn your grief into motivation, work hard, maybe you will succeed one day."

The same sentence has two meanings in the ears of the dragon and phoenix.

Seeing the dragon and phoenix fetus leave, Zhang Jing looked at the curious Britney, "This is Kanfen Farm, you work in the cowshed, the weekly salary is six hundred, I will ask the Barbie manager to pay you six hundred salary in advance, everyone takes turns to cook, and the food comes from the farmer."

Field; The accommodation is a large room, and the interior is a small single room separated by a curtain."

"Thank you," Britney cherished, "this is my chance to be born again, and I will definitely work hard."

It just so happened that Carter, who was in charge of breeding and planting, drove by with a tractor, and Zhang Jing beckoned to him.

Carter is 36 years old and his full name is Quissar. Carter, who is about 1.75 meters tall, has purple skin, always likes to wear torn jeans that are seriously faded and white, and is the person with the most experience and knowledge in raising cattle and farming on the farm.

"Good afternoon, OSS." Carter jumped off a New Holland tractor worth up to 300,000 meters to say hello.

"Carter," Zhang Jing said, "Britney is a newcomer, hand her over to Barbie's manager, sign a labor contract first, and arrange accommodation; Then you give her a job in the cowshed."

"No problem," Carter patted his chest, "leave it to me."

There was nothing to do immediately in the afternoon, Zhang Jing stayed in the cowshed area and found the newcomer David... Greens, who was recruited online by Zhou Manmiao, is responsible for tutoring math and cello for farm children.

Although Barbie said that he did not look like an undercover agent of the tax bureau, Zhang Jing must have seen it with his own eyes to rest assured.

It was a 55-year-old middle-aged white man with a Mediterranean hairstyle and a large nose that seemed to lie too much.

"Hello Mr. Greens, my name is Zhang Jing," Zhang Jing stretched out his hand to shake the old man's hand, "Welcome to Kanfen Farm."

"Thank you."

"Are you used to being here? After all, it's too far from the city." Zhang Jing asked politely.

"Yes," Davy... "I love it, it's quiet enough, it's lively, I'm not going to be bored."

"My girlfriend said that you are staying illegally, what nationality are you from?" Zhang Jing asked tentatively.

"I'm South African, and I used to work in Australia and Sticks."

South Africa is an African country that occupies the Cape of Good Hope, so there were many white people who settled there historically.

"How many years have you been at the stick?" Zhang Jing asked the old man.

"Five years."

Zhang Jingxuan asked, "Do you know about Shangpu Cave?"

"Yes," Davy... Greens gave the standard answer, "That's where the fat people gather."

Sangpodong and Fat Man are the same ridge, and the pronunciation of the stick language is similar.

Zhang Jing has watched it on variety shows, but if he hasn't watched a stick variety show, or hasn't stayed in a stick show, white people generally don't understand.

Greens replied, which alleviated his suspicion that he was an undercover agent for the tax office.

Then Zhang Jingyi asked the old man four or five questions in a row, and combined with his usual performance, it can be determined that he is not an undercover agent.

David.. Grimes guessed what Zhang Jing suspected, but he didn't meddle and turned to leave himself.

Then Zhang Jing met another newcomer who had recently been recruited by the farm, a retired college teacher who was responsible for teaching Barbie to become an accountant. Hawkins.

Clegg. Hawkins is nearly seventy years old, with silver hair, and looks well-dressed.

Judging from the information, Clegg is a fourth-generation indigenous Citigroup, a retired university teacher, with first-class professional ability, and it is not like an undercover agent.

It's not 55-year-old Greens, it's not 70-year-old Clegg, isn't it the 20 new cowboys recruited this year? It can't be an old employee, right?

Zhang Jing felt confused, he thought it would be easy to find out the undercover agent, but he didn't expect it to be very unexpected.