The farm was too far away, and after leaving the airport, Zhang Jing returned to No. 1550 on the north side of the track.

Because of the summer vacation, Wang Sisi is in the same spirit as if he was playing all day long.

Either singing, watching movies, exercising, shopping, checking in food restaurants, not being idle during the day, and not sleeping at night.

It's just a problem girl.

No, Zhang Jing came back at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and Sansi (Wang Sisi, Fan Simin, Silan) was watching TV while masturbating.

I don't know what to see, but the cutting table is fast.

"Uncle," Wang Sisi jumped up from the sofa and hugged Zhang Jing warmly, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

"I'll see if you've stayed up at night."

Wang Sisi stuck out his tongue, "I'm very well-behaved, I will come back when the sun goes down, and I don't dare to go outside at night."

"Go to bed early," Zhang Jing urged, "not too late."

Sansi looked at each other silently, and wanted to ask, "How do you sleep?"

Zhang Jing ignored them, and went straight to the underground water therapy room, where he wanted to steam himself and flush himself.

While Zhang Jing was enjoying the spa, some people interested in Shepsut mummies and funerary objects were trying to figure out how to get their hands on it.

First of all, exclude snatching, because in Xiangjiang, really. Can't grab it.

The rest can only be bought, but how many people can afford it?

The answer is a bit surprising, many people can afford it.

When Xu Zehong announced the offer in Xiangjiang, he immediately received a lot of strange offers.

Someone quoted a small target of 8 billion rice dollars, and the money was transferred from Credit Suisse, but asked to announce that it was a donation and that the real transaction price be kept secret forever.

Some people can only give half the price, but they promise that the seller's children, the children's children, five generations in a row, Ivy League schools can be picked at will.

There is also a price that can only be given half, and the bonus condition is that a certain dense tender model arrives at home, which refers to who is who, and can be changed every month, and the service time is as long as 50 years.

The most trench is still Lao Sha, and he will give a small target of 100 meters to a real person, no flowers, and he is really a person.

For Zhang Jing, with all these various offers, his favorite is of course Lao Sha, and the others are all false.

At three o'clock in the morning, Xu Zehong called in, and Zhang Jing directly set Lao Sha.

Less than half an hour after hanging up the phone, Xu Zehong called in again, "The mysterious rich man is willing to bid 10.1 billion yuan, and the condition is that the transaction price is still confidential."

Zhang Jinghe, someone grabbed it, "Tell Lao Sha that someone has a small target of 11 billion meters."

"Wouldn't that be too greedy?" Xu Zehong asked on the phone.

Zhang Jingsleep complained in a daze, "For them, money is paper, we are poor, and we can make it once."

Xu Zehong understood, and made a temporary cameo as an auctioneer, doing things on the left and right, and the final price was set at a small target of 130 rice yuan.

Successfully sold to a mysterious rich man in a big country.

The money was transferred from Credit Suisse to the head office of the Great Commercial and Industrial Bank, just to repay the loan.

Shepsut's dried corpse and all the burial goods, not a single one of them, were all landed on the Xiangjiang River.

At the same time, Xu Zehong announced in a high-profile manner that the transaction was a free donation, a friendly gift, and no money.

Giving means you don't have to pay taxes.

Before this, Xu Zehong never dreamed that he had been persuading donations, but he didn't expect that the "real" donation would be considered the fulfillment of a wish.

The night passed.

Knowing that the deal had been reached, Zhang Jing felt that the burden on his shoulders suddenly lightened, and the loan was finally repaid.

Saying.

The mysterious rich man who bought Shepsut's dried corpse is really rich, and that's a small target of 130 meters.

This made Zhang Jing doubt for the first time whether the rich list was reliable???

Instead of thinking about things that cost him a lot of money, Zhang Jing decided to go to the Valley of the Kings again.

Before looking for the sixth pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty, he accidentally found the female pharaoh Shepsut, who had been erased from history. Chinese Net

A treasure found in the tomb of a female pharaoh can make a fortune, and if you find a killer uncle, you will be able to take the throne

, the sixth pharaoh, who loves money as much as his life, will be quite surprised, right?

Just when Zhang Jing got into the car and was about to go to the airport, the treasure hunt system suddenly sent a prompt.

"The tomb of the sixth pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty has been found, and the mission is over."

Zhang Jing: "..."

There was a news report three hours later.

An archaeological team led by Harrison Jones, an archaeologist in the country of Wuji, announced that the tomb of the sixth pharaoh had been found, and the preliminary estimate of the contents of the tomb exceeded 100 billion meters.

Seeing this news, Zhang Jing was stunned on the spot, he was in a good mood, but he suddenly lost his fragrance.

But it can't be helped, looking at the news introduction, Harrison Jones found the tomb of the sixth pharaoh by chance.

It is similar to a tomb within a tomb, and it is very tightly hidden.

The point is that Zhang Jing can't enter the area of the tomb before finding the tomb in the tomb, which is a construction site with many cameras.

With a calm mind, Zhang Jing chose to comfort himself with eating, drinking, and his girlfriend.

Pushing the door and getting out of the car, when Dajing was about to leave the garage, Qu Xiaoqing called.

On the phone, Qu Xiaoqing went straight to the point, "There is a rich second generation of African-American who is pursuing Leia."

"It's Léa's freedom to fall in love." Zhang Jing reminded Qu Xiaoqing.

"The other party follows every day, deliberately creating all kinds of chance encounters, it was nothing, but now Leia feels harassed, and she needs help."

"Where is Leia now?"

"I was at the Hermès store on Rodeo Drive with her, and that guy came again, just waiting at the door."

Zhang Jing got back in the bulletproof car and winded along the inner neighborhood to the Hermès store on Rodeo Avenue fifteen minutes later.

A very spirited African-American guy is leaning on the side of the road in his red Chevrolet Roadster.

Holding a large bouquet of pink roses in his hand, he was waiting for Leia to come out of the store.

"Dude," Zhang Jing stepped forward to greet him, "your behavior has constituted harassment."

"Are you?" The African-American guy looked into Zhang Jing's eyes and asked.

"I'm a friend of Miss Leia, she called me over, she said everything, give up."

Hearing the meaning of Zhang Jing's words, the African-American guy refused to shake his head, "I have true love for Miss Leia, and no one can stop me from pursuing her, not even you."

"You're not courting," Zhang Jing reminded, "it's harassment."

"I'm not harassing anyone," the African-American rich second generation denied, "but you're harassing me here."

It's over, it's over, and good words can't persuade you to die.

"May I ask who your father is?" Zhang Jing inquired, worried about provoking people who couldn't afford to kill.

"It's privacy," the African-American youth refused to answer, "and if you're still harassing me here, I'll call the police."

Zhang Jing took a step back, turned around and entered the Hermes store, where Qu Xiaoqing and Leia were trying on clothes.

Secretly sigh that these two chicks are rich.

The price of things here is very high, the price is clearly marked, and any piece of clothing is more than a thousand yuan.

"Is that guy gone?" Qu Xiaoqing asked.

"No," Zhang Jing shook his head, "still at the door."

Qu Xiaoqing was speechless.

"He's the grandson of a Los Angeles County judge in traffic violation cases, and his father was a building materials merchant."

Leia introduced helplessly, "As soon as I came back from the Yin Kingdom, he began to follow me and create all kinds of frightening surprises, one of which was to confess playing the role of a robber."

Although I don't want to curse, there are some non-orangutan brain circuits, really! Damn! It's special!

"I'm not in a relationship with a psychopath," Leia said distressedly, "It's too dangerous, you help me figure it out."

Zhang nodded his head to express his understanding, normal people are fine, but when they encounter such a thing, they can only say - unlucky.