Early on Saturday morning, Wang Sisi and her best friend Fan Simin brought a tent to Kanfen Farm for the weekend.

Zhang Jing likes Wang Sisi, so he specially drove a pickup truck, brought food and tools to the beach and spent a happy time with her.

Listening to the sound of the waves, setting up a tent in a safe area, surrounding the fire pit, Zhang Jing was sweating profusely.

"Uncle," Wang Sisi and Fan Simin picked up a lot of shells at the beach, "What are we going to eat at noon today?"

"Steak and beef balls, cooked in advance, can be eaten when they are hot," Zhang Jing introduced to his girlfriend, "and the others are mashed potatoes and American-style boiled soybeans."

"Is there any alcohol?" Fan Simin asked.

Fan Simin is the same age as Wang Sisi, and his dressing style is very stylish, showing his belly button, shoulders, yoga pants, corset top, and eight points of facial features.

Because Fan Simin is Wang Sisi's hardcore best friend, good enough to cover for each other, knowing the roots, Zhang Jing said politely, "There is wine, white wine and red wine made on the farm."

「yes!」 Fan Simin looked like a little drunkard, "I like to drink, you are very sensible, yes, I covered for you in the hotel bathroom last time."

Zhang Jing has a black thread, this girl is too biao.

People see through it and don't say it, this girl is even seen through and said it, and there is no sense of disobedience, and she won't feel embarrassed.

After finishing it, Fan Simin asked again, "Sisi said that there are three 180s for you, is this true?"

"Of course it's true," Wang Sisi interjected beside him, "Uncle, tell her quickly."

Zhang Jing wiped his sweat to hide his embarrassment, did he really decouple from society? Or is it too old-fashioned in thinking?

After thinking about it, Zhang Jingwei blended into the atmosphere and said, "There are no three 180s, only one."

"Hah!" Fan Simin looked at Wang Sisi, "Look, Zhang Jing admitted it himself, and you are still bragging."

Wang Sisi was anxious and shook Zhang Jing's arm.

"I don't have a 180-square-meter house, I don't have a 180-centimeter height," Zhang Jing said, "only 180."

"Really!" Fan Simin was not subtle at all, "How can there be 180?"

Zhang Jingfu's forehead, if he wants to prove it, he can't take it out and measure it, right?

Wang Sisi also realized that this kind of thing could not be confirmed, so he changed the topic and chatted, "Uncle, I saw that you bought 100,000 shares of game translation station stock on Facebook, and I also bought 10,000 shares, and yesterday's closing price has risen to 470 meters per share, you are so powerful, and I am so powerful."

Fan Simin looked at Wang Sisi in surprise, "You bought 10,000 shares of the game translation station? It's true? Fake?"

"Of course it's true," Wang Sisi took out his mobile phone as he spoke, "I've been paying attention to my uncle's dynamics and bought it."

Zhang Jing looked at the backstage of Wang Sisi's mobile phone stock speculation, the purchase price of her game translation station was 18.1 meters per share, the total cost was 181,000 meters, and now the total value is more than 4.7 million meters.

Seeing that such data felt unreal, Fan Simin complained, "Why didn't you tell me when you bought it?"

"The stock market is risky, what if it falls?" Wang Sisi didn't care and said, "I also saw my uncle buy it, so I bought it, it doesn't matter if it goes up or down, it's purely because of love, and even my mother doesn't know about it."

The roots of Fan Simin's teeth itched, and she missed such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

"Sell before the market closes on Monday," Wang Sisi is no one else, Zhang Jing reminded, "My 100,000 shares are also going to be sold on Monday afternoon, and I will be safe."

"Okay," Wang Sisi didn't feel much about money, mainly because her mother was too rich, so she readily agreed, "I'm very obedient."

If Su Su heard Wang Sisi say that she was very obedient, she must have a lot of opinions.

At this time, a message came in, and it turned out that "Can't Die" was about to be produced.

"You either go back to the city at night or spend the night in the cowshed, it's not safe to be on the beach." Dropping this sentence, Zhang Jing got in the car and quickly left the beach.

An hour's drive to Jennifer's marvelous winery.

Through the black iron gate, tall palm trees are planted along the sides

The cement road, passing by the picturesque main building of the winery, in the green area near the planting area, finds Jennifer and the veterinarian.

Jennifer, who looks like a high school student, glanced at Zhang Jing and then at the horse, but did not speak.

Following her line of sight, the general was thirty meters away.

Among them, "Can't Die" was in production, and when Zhang Jing arrived, he just saw the pony wrapped in the bag and fall out, and the amniotic fluid spilled all over the ground.

Dead can't look back at licking the calf and help the pony clean up the bag.

The pony was very brave, and as soon as it landed, it tried to stretch its limbs and try to stand up, but its slender limbs looked so soft and weak that it could not withstand the wind, let alone its body.

After several failures, it finally succeeded, and it was able to walk upright and slowly follow its mother.

"I've seen this many times," Jennifer looked at the foal, as if talking to the air, "and I never got tired of seeing it, it was like a miracle."

Zhang Jing is always busy, and at this moment he can feel Jennifer's tranquility, and agrees, "It's indeed spectacular."

"What have you been up to lately?" Jennifer looked back at Zhang Jing and asked.

"Game Translation Station."

"I saw your Facebook news, 100,000 shares, and the purchase price was just over 17 yuan, congratulations."

"Thank you."

"I noticed the "Anti-Short Theory" post on the Yahoo Forum, and found that you retweeted it just a minute after it was posted, and I want to know, how many game translation stocks did you buy in total?"

"It's not me," Zhang Jing explained, "Miss Barbie bought a total of 3.08 million shares, and has sold 580,000 shares."

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Jennifer was finally moved, looked at Zhang Jing with an incredible gaze, and automatically ignored Barbie, "So you are now worth more than a billion meters of wealth?"

"Wealth on paper, it doesn't count."

After digesting it for a while, Jennifer said, "I have also read the "anti-short selling theory", theoretically as long as the network cable is not unplugged and people do not die, there is no end to the stock price of the game translation site."

"In fact, it has a peak," Zhang Jing reminded, "and the short-selling institution is not a money printing machine after all."

"Shorting institutions is not so brittle, and if nothing else, you can exit it entirely."

Zhang Jing only reported 3.08 million shares, which seems to be a lot, but compared with 40 million outstanding shares, there are not so many, so it is good to leave, but if you count the 6 million shares on the periphery, it is an exaggeration.

After chatting for half an hour, Jennifer invited during a makeshift lunchtime, "Let's have lunch together, seafood, the best abalone flown in from Australia from the Great Barrier Reef."

Jennifer said naturally, but Zhang Jing was in a cold sweat.

The widow had a lot to do in front of him, not to mention that he killed Nayer, and in the face of the surviving people, he was under pressure and refused to leave.

Not understanding why Zhang Jing left, Jennifer looked at the butler and asked, "What did I say wrong?"

The housekeeper once studied in the Dragon Country, and happened to know some Dragon Country Ridges, and he didn't know how to speak, but in the end, he still used the most euphemistic way to express the meaning clearly.

Jennifer instantly stiffened and secretly scolded the broken ridge!