Leave the course and return to the nearby Wimble Hotel.

Entering the room, Swiatek suddenly went berserk, "You're Asian, hugging Katie in public, it's a lot of anger!"

Theoretically, although everyone sympathizes with the little furball player.

But Katie is also white and will not be particularly targeted.

Today's situation, as Swiatek said, is entirely because Zhang Jing and Katie hugged and hugged in public, too close.

Zhang Jing didn't want to talk to the old and decrepit Swiatek, if the other party was a beauty, he could talk for a while.

Entering the bathroom, Zhang Jing put water into the bathtub.

If you can't get it, it's the best, thinking about the Ortiz chick in her mind, and by the way, let Zhang Xiaojing relax too.

After finishing the incident, Zhang Jing picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Lao Daijin.

The final is the day after tomorrow, so let's enjoy the time.

To compensate Katie, Zhang Jing took her and her coach to eat the best food and drink the best red wine in the restaurant for lunch, and spent more than 50,000 pounds on a meal.

Meanwhile, video of Katie's quarter-game is circulating in a small area.

The reason why it is only a small range is that the referee is too obvious and is heavily restricted.

Because I pay attention to Zhang Jing's Facebook dynamics.

Penelope, a nine-pointer, 1.85-meter-tall, long-haired black-brown elementary school teacher, finds a video of Katie's tennis match.

guessed that Zhang Jing must be very sad at this time, and decided to send warmth thousands of miles, so he found the boss to ask for leave.

Taylor. Ortiz looked at his old classmate and employee, "You miss men, right?"

"Isn't it normal not to want to?" Penelope wasn't shy at all, "It's a normal need."

"You'd better bear with it," Taylor. Ortiz complained, "Your cry can be heard ten meters away from the three-story ceiling."

Thinking of Zhang Jing's capital, Penelope subconsciously licked his lips, "If you don't approve, I will resign."

And Hepburn had eight images of Taylor. Orti was speechless, feeling that she was not hiring an employee, but an ancestor.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom, next time you invite employees, be sure to owe mortgages, credit cards.

Ultimately.

Taylor. Ortiz not only granted the employee leave, but also chose to fly to London together.

1200 kilometers in a straight line, take-off, landing, to the place.

The lobby on the first floor of the Wimble Hotel.

Zhang Jing didn't expect Penelope to come to London to find herself, after all, she can only be regarded as a periphery, temporary kind.

Considering that he didn't have to trouble his right hand, Zhang Jing stepped forward and warmly hugged the 1.85-meter beauty.

As for Taylor. Ortiz chick, Zhang Jing also rewarded her with a hug.

"Why did you come to London?" Zhang Jing inquired and asked, "Do you work?"

"It's my vacation time," Penelope introduced, "and I saw your Facebook feed, so I came here."

"I live in 617." Zhang Jing directly sent out the invitation.

Penelope left Ortiz's side, took the initiative to take Zhang Jing's arm, and said, "I have a lot to say to you."

Throwing Ortiz away, Zhang Jing took Penelope back to his room on the sixth floor, and soon after the front desk received more and more calls from tenants.

Including but not limited to 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, and 8th tier customers.

So the front desk phone called 617, and Zhang Jing answered it impatiently.

"Sir," the front desk was also shocked, "you are moving too much, please consider the feelings of the other guests; If you move out, we'll be willing to cover your room fee for three days."

Zhang Jing didn't expect this kind of benefit. Chinese Net

If you treat this thing as a business, wouldn't you be able to make a fortune??

Live in a room of 500 pounds a day and make a thousand pure profits.

Penelope didn't know what her boyfriend was thinking, and her eyes were burning and said, "Leave the phone alone, go on!"

Looking at the woman who didn't want enough, Zhang Jing's thoughts were a little crooked, and he felt that the two of them, one of them seemed to be on the surface

The strongest waterer, one is like the strongest juicer on the surface.

Chess meets opponents, regardless of up and down.

At the moment, Taylor. Ortiz lived on the seventh floor, listening to the movement from downstairs, and had mixed thoughts in his heart.

She definitely can't afford to pay Zhang Jing 6 million meters, and she doesn't plan to pay it back.

Originally, she was mentally prepared to repay someone part of the interest first, but this situation made her feel scared and worried that she would die.

Zhang Jing doesn't know that Ortiz Chick has a lot of ideas in his heart, he can actually be very warm, but Penelope is in a special situation, he can't admit defeat, right?

Because of the disturbance to the people, it was hastily ended for the first time and changed to the nearby expensive Dushu Hotel to continue.

I didn't care about dinner, I was busy until ten o'clock in the evening, and I was so hungry that I collapsed, so I asked the hotel to deliver food to my door.

"What's the morning tennis going on?"

Penelope was so hungry that he sat down at the table, munching on pig's feet and chatting and asking.

"Katie is my friend," Zhang Jing complained, "because of me, she was targeted by the judges and the audience."

"Female friends?"

"Good friend, it's nothing to do with the sheets."

"You're careless," Penelope sighed, "though I don't want to admit it, more and more people have lost the ability to think for themselves, and are becoming more and more intellectual."

"It's okay," Zhang Jing looked generous, "I know that everyone is pure, but I have been brainwashed by the media for a long time, and I am not angry."

Penelope nodded, "Do you want me to pretend to be weak, pretend to be disarmed and surrender, so that you can find a different kind of happiness."

"You don't need to let you," Zhang Jing refused, "You will definitely lose first."

Eating and drinking, dogs and men are entangled together, making people's clean and tidy hotel rooms a mess.

Next.

After breakfast, Zhang Jing accompanied his temporary girlfriend to go shopping.

Penelope is known as the strongest juicer on the surface, but she is also a woman, and women like to go shopping.

Harrods, Piccadilly Circus, Leicester Circus, walk next to each other, Zhang Jingsheng is lively when he is doing errands, and he is tired like a dog when he goes shopping.

As for the Ortiz chick, Penelope didn't mention it, and Zhang Jing didn't invite her.

Theoretically, it's Penelope's vacation time, and he can do without a bird boss at all.

Just when Zhang Jingti couldn't crawl, Roland appeared in the bathroom on the second floor of Harrods' department store after changing makeup.

A pistol, two magazines, and a note were found in a bucket.

"Tennis, brown hair, big beard."

After reading a clueless sentence, Roland directly tore off the note and flushed it down the toilet.

Roland has a good meaning, cute and smart, but in fact it is very greasy, with a straight stomach, smoking a cigarette, and facing the Mediterranean.

Walking in the crowd, no one wanted to give him a second look.

Turn on your phone and find a video of a tennis match that just happened yesterday and was severely restricted.

Without having to watch the entire video, Roland quickly understood who his mission was targeting.

Or the same time.

Yesterday, he served as the referee of tennis, frequently giving points to the little hairy tennis player, with short hair and capable, tasteful clothing, and a medium height and body shape - William. Forest.

At the moment, I am accompanying my high school teacher's husband and fourteen daughters to lunch at a steakhouse.

"Sen," the man in the suit asked, "I watched yesterday's video of the game, why did you target Katie?"

"Just teach that cousin a lesson," William. Sen said in a nonchalant tone, "There are so many men, why do you find a yellow-skinned monkey to fall in love?"

"I thought you were right for ***, and you also gave points to Xiaomao players in the previous games, is this really good?"

"The little hairy people have suffered so much, they need attention," William. Sen looked at her husband, "What's wrong with me doing this?"

The man sighed, "I'm afraid you'll provoke someone you can't afford to mess with."

"I'm not obviously biased in favor of the little hairy player," said William.

Sen quibbled, "It's all within the rules."