Give up the idea of letting Shonomiya sell the special medicine sooner.

Zhang Jing kissed his girlfriend on the forehead at close range and asked, "What about our son?" ”

"Ding Rui took him out to play, it should be nearby."

Zhang Jing got up and left the chair, "I'll go find them, you pay attention to the combination of work and rest, don't be too tired." ”

"Well," Ding Jiaqi stood up, "Got it." ”

Leaving Building 23, Zhang Jing contacted Ding Rui, his brother-in-law, a big boy with dyed blonde hair, on Facebook.

Less than a hundred meters.

Zhang Jing found Ding Rui on the third floor of Zhonghaofang Shopping Mall, in front of a café.

Just five meters from behind, I saw him deliberately using a bottle to nod a beautiful woman passing by.

immediately apologized with a look of indebtedness.

"I'm sorry beauty," Ding Rui said with a sincere attitude with dyed blonde hair and an earring in his left ear, "I have wet wipes here." ”

The woman in the sexy short skirt thanked her, took the wet wipes handed over by Ding Rui, and praised: "Your son is very cute." ”

"This is my sister's son," Ding Rui answered immediately, "I'm single, can I invite you to a cup of coffee?" ”

"No," said the sexy beauty, "my boyfriend goes to the bathroom, he'll be back later." ”

"That's it," Ding Rui said in a pitiful tone, holding the stroller in his right hand and his mobile phone in his left hand, "Forget it." ”

The matter didn't end there, a black man with muscle bumps all over his body and a lot of white eyes rushed up quickly from the other direction.

Stand between Ding Rui and the sexy woman.

At the age of 24 or 25, a strong black man was furious, his eyes wide open, and he looked at Ding Rui coldly and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Dude, calm down," it was not the first time that he had kicked the iron plate, Ding Rui didn't mess up when he was in trouble, "Your girlfriend is very beautiful, and she doesn't mean anything else." ”

"It's better to be like this," the black man, with a lot of white eyes, warned Ding Rui, "or you will blow up your bullets." ”

The other party was too strong, and Ding Rui didn't plan to talk back, so as not to be beaten.

"Wait," at the door of the café, when the black man was about to leave, Zhang Jing couldn't look at it, and stretched out his hand to stop the other party, "You are very horizontal, how about we compare our strength?" ”

Only then did Ding Rui see Zhang Jing behind him.

The black young man with a lot of whites of his eyes looked at Zhang Jing up close, "What's the stake?" ”

Reaching out into his pocket, he took out a stack of money, "Ten thousand meters." ”

"Okay," the strong black young man saw the green bill's eyes shining, "I'll bet with you, wrestling your wrists, this is the fastest." ”

"Where's your bet?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"I don't have any money, but you're going to lose, hurry up and compare."

It sounds very strange, but Zhang Jing is not surprised, this is the traditional and normal thinking mode of black people.

For example, there is a car on the side of the road, and there are five dollars in the driver's seat.

Normal people don't have any ideas when they pass by, but the African-American brain circuit is relatively novel, and instinctively thinks that the five dollars belong to him, and will not hesitate to smash the glass with a stone and take the money.

Sounds a bit.

But in their understanding, it is a matter of course, it is natural, it is natural, it is a matter of course, it is allowed by God.

Of course, it's not an absolute thing, a hundred people of African descent, dating ninety people to do this.

In some particular neighborhoods, this percentage is 100 percent.

Therefore, in the face of the black buddy's request, Zhang Jing insisted: "You have to come up with 10,000 meters of yuan, and I will wrestle with you." ”

"I don't have 10,000 meters."

Zhang Jing kindly came up with an idea and said, "You can swipe your credit card, and I'll wait for you in the café for an hour to raise money." ”

"Good!" The young man felt that he had hit a big luck, "You wait for me in the café, don't go anywhere, otherwise I will blow up your bullets." ”

Nodded his head.

The deal was reached, and the black young man immediately began to prepare the money, Zhang Jing took the stroller from Ding Rui's hand and pushed it into the café.

"Brother-in-law," Ding Rui, who has dyed blonde hair and wears an earring in his left ear, asked, "Are you standing out for me?" ”

"Hmm."

"But..."Ding Rui was anxious, "what if you lose?" ”

"Don't worry," Zhang Jing said, "I won't lose, I won't give that black man even the slightest chance to win." ”

"Oh~" Ding Rui, who looked at Zhang Jing's side face, dyed blonde hair, and looked particularly white-skinned, understood, "We slipped through the back door and didn't give the blacks a chance to defeat us." ”

Zhang Jing has a mouthful of old blood stuck in his heart, will he escape?

How did he escape?

Without picking a place, pushing the stroller in his hand, Zhang Jing sat down in the vacant seat, took his son out of the stroller, and let his feet stand on his lap.

Looking at his father, Zhang Yi smiled on his face, and he smiled like Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi.

"Dad... Dad..."Zhang Jing taught his son to speak.

York is the eldest and was born in January.

Zhang Yi is the second child, born in February.

Zhang Luoer is the third child and was born in February.

It's November and the nine-month-old baby should be able to speak.

The little head was shaking, a pair of small hands were waving wildly, Zhang Yi shouted with a smile, "Dad..."

"That's right," Zhang Jing was in a good mood, "calling Dad." ”

"Dad...."

It was a huge surprise to only shout one word, and Zhang Jing was very happy, when a short-haired waitress about thirty-five or sixteen years old came to order food and praised, "Sir, your son is very cute." ”

Attention shifted to the waiter, Zhang Jingben wanted to say thank you, but he was slightly stunned.

Seeing Zhang Jing beating a drum in his heart, the short-haired waitress smiled and asked, "Sir, is there any problem?" ”

"No problem," Zhang Jing asked in a word, "You are from Jiangnan City, right?" ”

The waitress smiled and asked, "Is my spoken English heavy?" ”

"It's not heavy, because I am too, so I can hear it."

"I've been working here for a year," the short-haired woman said to herself, "through an export labour company, a two-year contract, why are you at Temasek?" ”

"I'm here for some reason."

As he spoke, Zhang Jing finished ordering, two small cakes, two small biscuits, and two glasses of juice.

After taking the menu, the short-haired woman smiled, "It'll be fine soon, please wait." ”

Nodded his head.

The food arrived quickly, and it took about forty minutes to have a snack while accompanying my son.

When Ding Rui urged him to hurry up and slip away over and over again, the strong black young man with a lot of whites of his eyes came back.

"The money is here, the Singapore dollar, just 10,000 meters," the young man put the money behind the dining table as he spoke, "Now than that?" ”

Zhang Jing also put the money on the dining table, motioned to Ding Rui to get out of the way, and handed over the seat to the fortune boy.

Ding Rui left the chair, and the black young man sat down, stretched out his right hand, and propped his elbow in the middle of the table.

"Immediately, I've never seen an idiot more stupid than you in my life," Hei Zhuang urged, "I can't wait to spend your money." ”

"This gentleman," the short-haired waitress of about thirty years old walked over, thinking that the black man was going to bully Zhang Jing, and reminded, "there is surveillance here, and if you provoke a fight, you will be punished with caning." ”

"What's wrong with the surveillance," Hei Zhuang shouted at the waiter, "We're just borrowing your place to wrestle your wrists." ”

"There was no fight, I volunteered to break my wrists," Zhang Jing looked at the short-haired waitress, "Please call your manager over and give us a witness." ”

That's right, Zhang Jing doesn't believe in the credibility of the other party.

"You can't compare to him," the thirty-five or sixteen-year-old waitress, with a friendly image of a fellow villager, reminded Zhang Jing in her hometown dialect, "Don't lose your money here." ”

"It's okay," Zhang Jing said in English, "please call your manager." ”

Soon, the café manager arrived, also a woman, in her forties, dressed in professional attire and looking very formal.

Understanding what had happened, the professionally dressed manager said, "I witness it for you, please put your hands on the table and shake them together." ”

Zhang Jing stretched out his right hand, propped his elbow in the middle of the dining table, and shook it with Hei Zhuang.

“3、2、1...” The café manager shouted, "Go!" ”

When the words fell, the café manager thought that the competition would be fierce, but it turned out to be different.

Zhang Jing remained motionless.

Hei Zhuang was exerting himself, as if he was not exerting himself, because his opponent was motionless.

Feeling the difference between a ton of strength and an athlete, Zhang Jing slowly pressed the black strong wrist on the dining table, without any suspense.

Ding Rui was stunned, the restaurant manager, the waiters, and the other diners were also stunned.

I didn't expect Zhang Jingli to be so big and win by an overwhelming margin.

The most surprised was Hei Zhuang, with his mouth wide open and his eyes wide, as if he had seen God.

"Thank you," Zhang Jing took the two stacks of money from the dining table and said politely: "I wish you a good mood today." ”

Reacting, unable to accept the fact that he had failed, Hei Zhuang jumped up from his chair and yelled, "Give me back the money, I borrowed it!" ”

Zhang Jinghehe.

Ding Rui hehe.

The restaurant manager looked at Hei Zhuang with a serious face, "Sir, please leave here, dare to make trouble, dare to smash a chair, you know the consequences." ”

Of course, Hei Zhuang knew the consequences, he had just been arrested three months ago and received three lashes.

The leather is open.

Hate that this is not an ally, otherwise he would have gotten an Acre rifle and smashed the café decoration and robbed the cash register.

It's a pity that this is Temasek, and I don't dare to mess around, so I can only leave with resentment.

Quiet again, Zhang Jing thanked the café manager, "Thank you for the help you gave me." ”

"It's nothing, it's just a gesture, not to mention that you're a celebrity at our Temasek, Mr Teo Jing."

'Celebrity' is not a good thing in Zhang Jing's opinion.

will go online, look up names, and big data will push fake news to the queryer that someone has controlled 100 people in a row in a corn cob nightclub.

So Zhang Jing didn't want to be a 'celebrity', so he said politely, "Thank you, for causing you trouble." ”

The café manager smiled and turned to leave.

When the thirty-five or sixteen-year-old short-haired waiter was about to leave, Zhang Jing stopped the other party in time, "This sister, can I invite you to drink a glass of juice?" ”

The short-haired waitress was slightly stunned, she didn't expect Zhang Jing to invite her to drink, and politely refused: "You can't accept guest invitations during working hours." ”

"So that's the case," Zhang Jing was not embarrassed, "I'm here waiting for you to get off work." ”

"I've only been on the clock for an hour and I'm going to wait until nine o'clock in the evening."

"It's okay," Zhang Jing didn't give up, "I'll wait for you." ”

Waiter: "..."

Ding Rui: "..."

"The fourth is sent, I wish you a happy day, and there will always be someone in your heart.

6:01 a.m.