Looking up at the sky, white clouds floated through the sky like cotton candy.

Zhang Jing said to Barbie, "The weather is good today, let's go."

"Why don't you go and comfort Miss Xujiu?" Barbie suggests.

Zhang Jing shook his head, "She is not so easy to be knocked down, and when I go to comfort her, it is more like sprinkling salt on her wounds."

Barbie bowed her head slightly.

"Excuse me," a middle-aged man in his forties in a suit and leather shoes stopped Zhang Jing, "My name is Chase. Clautte, from Texas."

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, unlike people in the treasure hunting world, Zhang Jing asked politely, "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm from San Antonio, Texas, and I work for the Yamen."

Zhang Jing's expression was slightly stunned, seeing that the other party was well-dressed and had a good image, but did he have a problem with his comprehension?

The answer is not what was asked, and it is far from it.

Unexpectedly, Barbie was very excited, and gently pulled the corner of the boss's clothes to remind:

"Most of Citi's big cities have one or two teams, except for San Antonio, Texas, where there is no team in either the urban area or the metropolitan area."

"That's right," Chase said. Claude admits that "after careful comparison and consideration, the Yamen wanted to invite the Cannon Farm team to San Antonio."

"We just lost," Zhang Jing pointed to the court, "and we can't play in the NFL league."

"It's okay," Chase said. "As long as the farm team is willing to move to San Antonio and change its name, we'll take care of it when they join the league and play."

Zhang Jing's mind spun around quickly, and it was obvious that this was a good thing for everyone.

However, as a treasure hunter who fell into the eyes of money, Zhang Jing must try his best to reap the benefits.

Thinking of this, he tried to complain, "The relocation cost is too expensive, can you give the team a stadium that can accommodate 100,000 people?"

"Ahem," Chase said. Claude was frightened, "Mr. Zhang is so humorous, we can't use taxpayers' money to give back to private team owners, you need to build your own stadium."

Zhang Jing's expression was unhappy, "It's better for me to disband the team."

"The Texas Yamen can provide a piece of land that is not so far from the city and will not be noisy."

Considering that as long as they enter the NFL league to play, the team's value will jump to a small goal of 5 meters, Zhang Jing asked to reach out to the point.

Chase. Clauted stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhang Jing.

....

In the backstage locker room of the Rose Bowl Stadium, the atmosphere among the members of the farm team was extremely depressing.

Until Barbie walked in.

didn't see Zhang Jing, Xu Jiu's heart was cold, thinking that the boss was disappointed.

"OK," Barbie, who looks like an elite in the workplace, broke the silence, "Don't look downcast, after the silent efforts of the big bosses behind the scenes, we will enter the NFL to play games as we wish."

「....」

The locker room was quiet for three seconds, and Xu Jiu was the first to react, with a huge surprise expression, "Really?"

"Really," Barbie said, "Boss has partnered with San Antonio City, and we're going to be the second Texas football team besides the Houston Texans."

Houston is the largest city in Texas, and San Antonio is the second largest city.

Xu Jiuchang breathed a sigh of relief, the pressure was too great, as if he had removed a ten-ton stone from his body.

"Go back and get ready to move," Barbie reminded, "the high-intensity league will start soon, and you'll be playing five games in an unfamiliar venue for four weeks."

Thirty players and coaches shouted in unison, and the roof thundered.

With a tight schedule and a heavy schedule, Barbie flew to San Antonio that day, and she had to rent a temporary venue for a training center, as well as a place for the players and coaches.

The matter was left to the employee, and Zhang Jing drove back to No. 1550 on the north side of the track, and Silan was pregnant.

"Honey," Zhang Jing hugged his girlfriend, "how do you feel?"

"Very good," Slan didn't look pregnant, but looked bright, "I like the feeling of being pregnant, I'm enjoying it."

This is the best, if the pregnancy leads to depression, then it is called suffering and cannot be said.

Chessing the beauty in front of him, Zhang Jing hugged his girlfriend again, "I'm sorry I didn't spend Christmas with you."

"It's okay," Slan said, "my parents and sister-in-law came to stay for two days at Christmas."

Zhang nodded, "Do you want to go shopping, I'll have a lot of time in the future."

"Yes," Slan agreed, "a woman never gets tired of shopping, even if she is pregnant."

Zhang Jing smiled, feeling that Silan was also very cute.

At midnight, Zhang Jingzheng was sleeping with Silan, who was relaxed and fat after pregnancy, and Ding Jiaqi called from the other side of the ocean.

"Brother Zhang."

Ding Jiaqi stood on the balcony, facing the sun, holding the phone in her hand and said:

"I roughly read the accounts of the Montes family's business and found two suspicious points;

One: In December last year, they sold two wool mills in Wellington and Birmingham."

Two: "Selling the yacht is to fight the subsidy with the competition" is a lie, and there is no evidence in the bill that there is such an additional expense.

"Impossible." Zhang Jing retorted in a daze, but he couldn't give any reason.

"Fighting a price war means that orders will increase," Ding Jiaqi explained, "and there will be no reduction in production capacity, and there will be no sale of factories."

"They were originally monopolies, maybe the competitors were too strong, and the source of wool was reduced, so they sold the factory."

Ding Jiaqi explained Zhang Jing's confusion, "Many agricultural businesses in Ireland and Yin Guo Island have signed long-term supply contracts, and there is no sudden reduction in supply;

Farmers large and small will not risk default and suddenly supply wool to others."

Not wanting to use his brain, Zhang Jing went straight to the point and asked his girlfriend, "So, why did Bei sell the two factories? And why are you lying to me?"

"Selling the factory is naturally for money, and the Montes family's business currently has a lot of liquidity, exceeding the small target of 7 euros," Ding Jiaqi analyzed, "As for why I lied to you, I may just want to sell the yacht and find any reason."

"Forget it," Zhang Jing muttered as he looked at the bedroom ceiling in the dark, "People die like lights go out, and I just want to know who killed Montes now. Bey."

Ding Jiaqi was silent, she didn't know who the murderer was, there were too many people who wanted Bei to die.

And Zhang Jing is also suspicious, because he is the biggest beneficiary.

But the murderer is obviously not his boyfriend, and he can't understand why such an unreasonable thing as pie falling from the sky happens.

"One more thing," Ding Jiaqi suddenly asked, "Is anyone looking for Montes. Shell debt collection?"

Ding Jiaqi asked Zhang Jing in a daze, and asked without understanding: "What kind of debt?"

"Before the estate tax was paid," Ding Jiaqi introduced, "Montes. He can't use it, and he can't sell his family property."

"Selling two factories means she gets the right to inherit." Zhang Jing thought a lot of things after the fact.

"Yes," Ding Jiaqi guessed, "she probably used a bridge loan, borrowing money to pay taxes first, and then using the inherited property to pay the money, so I asked if anyone had asked her to collect the debt."

"No," Zhang Jing got up and left the bedroom, and went to the study to continue the call, "At least I didn't meet it."

"It's weird."

Ding Jiaqi chatted on the phone, "Montes. Bei was suddenly ascended to the position and was not a core member, so it was impossible to prepare money in advance to pay inheritance tax;

There is a high probability that it was borrowed, but there is only a large amount of money transferred in and not a large amount of money transferred out in the account book of the enterprise, so why don't any creditors jump out?"

Zhang Jing also had a question, "Can a creditor ask a judge to divide the Montes family's property?"

"No," Ding Jiaqi shook her head, "Montes. Bey is an individual who owes money, and the Montes family is a business;

Ms. Pei can dispose of the assets of the business, but the creditor cannot ask for the division of the business

things;

It's the same as in the case of Leopard, you have a small coffer, Leopard has a corporate account, and if you owe money, the creditor has nothing to do with Leopard."

The eyes looked at the bright moon outside the window, and the ears listened to the girlfriend analyze the situation.

For a moment, Zhang Jing had a trace of untouchable and ungraspable thoughts in his mind.

"Brother Zhang," Ding Jiaqi asked suddenly, "Montes. Could it be that Bei isn't dead?"