After a while, Zhang Jing discovered a new problem.

"Why didn't you see Tatiana?"

Tatiana weighs 85 kilograms, is 1.82 meters tall, is a big hairy man, a fighter who previously lost to Mirika in Los Angeles.

Zhang Jing spent money to take her parents from Da Mao to work on the farm, in exchange for her 600 meters a week to protect Ding Jiaqi.

"Next week's Christmas," Ding Jiaqi introduced, "I'll give her a holiday and go back to Kanfen Farm to spend a week with her parents."

Ding Jiaqi was too important, and after thinking for a second, Zhang Jing took out his mobile phone and called out again.

Guo Lin was rubbing free food on a side street in Tsim Sha Tsui, and was somewhat surprised to receive a call from Zhang Jing.

"Good afternoon, senior sister." Zhang Jing greeted him in a cheerful voice.

"Good afternoon."

"I'm going to hire you to protect my girlfriend, she's at Temasek."

"Where's the salary?" Guo Lin is not easy to fool.

"$600 per week."

"No, no."

According to the price of Xiangjiang, the weekly salary of 600 meters is neither high nor low, but Zhang Jing still has a killer feature, promised: "Eat and live, live in a mansion, and eat steak."

"Wait for me," Guo Lin instantly snorted, "I will appear in front of you in 12 hours!"

Zhang Jing turned on the amplification, and when her boyfriend hung up the phone, Ding Jiaqi asked curiously, "Who is the other party?"

"The senior sister I met when I learned swordsmanship in Xiangjiang..."

Zhang Jing quickly introduced Guo Lin's situation.

Hearing that Guo Lin is particularly good at "rubbing for free", Ding Jiaqi laughed happily, feeling that the other party was very interesting and wanted to get to know.

However, smiling and smiling, Ding Jiaqi's expression began to become panicked, "Brother Zhang, I may be about to give birth, the production package is in the car, and the car is on the second floor."

Zhang Jing decisively grabbed the car keys, picked up his girlfriend, quickly rushed out of the office, and rushed into the elevator to the parking lot on the second floor of the basement.

Building 23 is not far from the 9th District Hospital, a straight line of one kilometer, and it is a quick drive to get there.

An hour later, a baby appeared in front of Zhang Jing.

"It's exactly eight pounds, mother and child are safe," the nurse said as she brought the baby to Zhang Jing, "Congratulations."

"Thank you."

Next to the hospital bed, Zhang Jing took the newborn baby with both hands and looked at it closely, red, not handsome, not like anyone.

With a simple hug, Zhang Jing put the baby next to Ding Jiaqi.

As if the heart had a soul, the baby who was originally crying immediately stopped crying.

Looking at the little baby up close, Ding Jiaqi had a warm smile on her face and a relieved tone, "I'm a mother."

Zhang Jing leaned over and kissed Ding Jiaqi lightly on the lips, "Hard work."

Ding Jiaqi kissed her boyfriend at close range, and at this moment she is the happiest woman in the world.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Han Xin, the mother-in-law, and a young man with short dyed blond hair walked in.

Han Xin is Ding Jiaqi's mother.

The young man is Ding Jiaqi's younger brother, about 1.8 meters tall, Zhang Jing has seen the back of the other party in Madame Tussauds Xiangjiang Wax Museum.

"Hello Auntie." Zhang Jing greeted.

"Hello," Han Xin looked away from Zhang Jing and looked at his son, "Call someone."

The young man lowered his head, "Hello brother-in-law, my name is Ding Rui."

"Hello." As he spoke, Zhang Jing stepped out of the way.

Han Xin and Ding Rui stepped forward and walked to the bedside to visit Ding Jiaqi and the baby.

The mother cares about her daughter, and asks for warmth in all kinds of ways.

Ding Rui was relatively active, and was particularly interested in the baby's small hands and feet, and asked in amazement, "How can the little hands be so small?"

The baby's slap is the size of a ginkgo leaf, and its fingers and toes are naturally stunningly small.

"Be careful," Han Xin reminded his son, "babies have weak bones."

"Oooh."

Han Rui was so frightened that he hurriedly let go of Zhang Jing's son, and then took out a red rope tied with a jade piece about the size of a fingernail, in the shape of a Pixiu, which looked gentle and cute, "This is a gift prepared by my uncle."

According to folk legends, wearing jade can dispel evil, ward off evil spirits, and block disasters.

Pixiu is a fortune-summoning feng shui auspicious beast, worn by children, can use the ferocious deterrent power of Pixiu itself to protect its safe growth from disturbance.

Han Xin also prepared gifts, a peach shield, a peach comb, a silver knife, and a silver lock.

Everything was small, the size of an adult's thumb, tied to the baby's sheets.

That said, the difference between Eastern and Western cultures is really big, the same son, and York doesn't need these things.

But York needs a godfather, and Zhang Jing doesn't know who to turn to for the time being.

Just gave birth, Ding Jiaqi needed to rest, Zhang Jing and Ding Rui left first, and the mother-in-law stayed.

"Brother-in-law," Ding Rui, who came out of the ward, asked with a shy smile on his face, "Can you lend me my sister's car?"

Zhang Jing handed over the car keys to Ding Rui.

Ding Rui didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so happy, "Thank you, brother-in-law, I will definitely not agree to change my sister."

"Your sister is to blame for this," Zhang Jing chatted, "You are an adult, you have the ability to think, not a child."

The corners of Ding Rui's mouth cramped, and he hesitated for a second and returned the car key to Zhang Jing, "I'm not racing anymore."

"Take it," Zhang Jing handed the car keys to Ding Rui again, "Drag racing is dangerous, you can take the girl and her friends for a ride."

Ding Rui didn't expect his brother-in-law to be so caring, "My sister said that you are a treasure hunter, isn't this job exciting?"

Zhang Jing thought of the tower, and the children who tried to stand up, and nodded.

"The oracle bone I learned," Ding Rui asked expectantly, "can I change careers and become a treasure hunter?"

If someone else treats Oracle as a professional, they can be sprayed to death, except for Ding Rui.

"Treasure hunting is boring, it often takes years to find a shipwreck, and there is a high probability that you may not find it," Zhang Jing advised, "It's better to study the oracle."

Ding Rui didn't get entangled, he usually likes to play games, and he can't stand the boring life.

There is nothing else, Zhang Jing went to find the three combinations in the afternoon, and waited at the gate of the hospital at midnight to draw a knife and break his neck, which is super good at saving money - Guo Lin.

Looking at the young woman with straight legs, flat shoulders and steady steps, Zhang Jing greeted warmly, "Senior sister, good evening."

"Good evening," Guo Lin curiously looked at the cheap junior brother in front of him, "Are you a rich man?"

"Not really," Zhang Jing introduced, "My girlfriend now has a big hairy bodyguard, she is on vacation, and the two of you will protect her in the future."

"I'm not a professional bodyguard," Guo Lin reminded, "I can't deal with the kind of professional killer in the movie."

"Movies are all lies," Zhang Jing chatted lightly, "the truth is more exaggerated, no matter how careful you are, it doesn't matter, you just do your best."

Guo Lin frowned, seriously feeling at risk.

"Also," Zhang Jing reminded Guo Lin, "you are not allowed to betray, it will bring disaster to your family."

"600 meters a week, as for it?" Guo Lin asked rhetorically.

"As for," Zhang Jing's tone was affirmative, his eyes firm, "the death compensation is 2 million meters;

Depending on the level of disability, there will be corresponding compensation, and there are some hidden benefits, if you can't accept it, you will be reimbursed for the round-trip ticket." z.br>

The swordsman will never bow his head, unless he eats and wraps up, Guo Lin - endure it!