Far on the other side of the earth.

The 75-year-old pirate resembles the image of Alima's elderly image - John. Fereksen is listening to his assistant report on the day's work.

After listening quietly, there is nothing worth noting.

John. Fereksen asked with concern, "How many people are involved in me and Jack now. Zhang's bet. ”

"The specific funds are not counted, and it can be determined that it is very hot," the assistant thought, "not only the major Bo//Cai companies opened;

Financial investment banks also act as brokers in the middle, matching large customers to make bets, in the hope of earning intermediary fees from the middle. ”

Sitting in front of the fireplace, John. Frekson was thoughtful, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Personal grievances aside, it is said that Jack. Zhang's reputation is very good? ”

"Yes," replied the assistant, who had been waiting quietly beside him, "I have never breached the contract, and it is said that even if it is a verbal agreement, it will not change." ”

"That's right," John. Ferekson looked at the flames in a daze, "You say, can I collude with him to pit everyone?" ”

Assistant: "..."

The decision was made immediately, John. Ferreksen personally called Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jingchiguo, shirtless, and wearing big shorts, was drinking beer and eating grilled squid on the beach. Freksen called, somewhat unexpectedly.

"We work together to loot ....."

On the phone, John. Freksen described his triumphant plan in detail, and finally seduced, "It's a lucrative business, and it's faster to make money than to rob a bank." ”

"I refuse," Zhang Jing was very decisive when he took a fancy to the onshore gas storage equipment owned by the pirates in Barcelona, "I will definitely not play fake matches, this is an insult to me!" ”

When the words fell, Zhang Jing hung up the phone.

Oslo, Norway, five kilometers due north, on a hillside of a lake.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, John. Ferekson blinked his eyes and scolded angrily: "Zhang Jinghu! ”

Yes, in John. In Ferrexon's opinion, Zhang Jing is stupid and lacking in heart, what a good opportunity to make money, as long as the two sides discuss well, a lot of rice dollars can be earned.

With the 108 rooms of Qingyuan Hotel all occupied.

Occupancy rates at other nearby hotels have also soared.

The three days passed in a flash, and on the afternoon of the competition, there was a lot of attention because of the large number of bets and the wide range of gamblers.

Including local TV stations, Stellar TV, KBS, TVB, Al Jazeera TV, Sky TV, online bloggers and many more, have come to report.

Of course, John. Ferreksen himself was naturally already in the royal court.

Annoyed with Zhang Jingyu's brain, he met again in the hotel lobby. Ferreksen was not polite at all, and said with confidence: "Rosie Mulippola will press Mirika to the ground and beat him violently, waiting for you to lose!" ”

"Don't be so angry," noticing that a reporter was coming around, Zhang Jing said, "Winning or losing depends on the sky, money is light, and calm." ”

"When you lose, I hope you'll still say that!"

Drop two harsh words, John. Ferreksen strode to the elevator and waited for the game an hour later.

Watching John. Fereksen's back disappeared into the elevator, and Jennifer asked strangely, "Why doesn't he look like a 75-year-old?" ”

"Not everyone can know the destiny of heaven when they are 70 years old," Zhang Jing said, "unlike me, I am pessimistic about money." ”

Jennifer didn't refute it, she knew that Zhang Jing loved money, but she didn't have John. Ferekson was so manic.

Don't care about others.

Zhang Jing put on a smiling face, walked quickly to the door of the hotel, and personally opened the door for Wen Li.

Not mentioning the many help earlier, and later sending back a lot of antiques that someone had sold before, is too worthy of respect.

Opened the rear door of the S600 bulletproof car, helped Wenli get out of the car, and Zhang Jing sent a fragrant sycophant, "Old lady, your arrival will make the sky of this royal court three points blue." ”

The butterflies who came together, Li Xing rolled his eyes.

Xu Jiu smiled.

Thousands of people don't wear sycophants, the point is that only Zhang Jing dares to shoot sycophants openly, and others shoot either bluntly or insincerely.

Wen Li was very happy, "Perth is too boring, I didn't bother you." ”

"Definitely didn't bother," Zhang Jing said from the bottom of his heart, "It's great that you can come." ”

After a brief greeting, Zhang Jing looked at Zong Buzhang, who was stepping on Wen Li's heel, and said hello, "Mr. Zong, long time no see." ”

"Long time no see," Zong Buzhang stepped forward and took the initiative to shake hands, "Thank you." ”

Zhang Jing smiled slightly.

Then, Zong Buzhang bent his waist slightly and greeted Wen Li, "Old lady, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you remember me?" ”

"Zongtian's son, when you were a child, I saw you in Seattle."

In fact, Wen Li didn't remember very much, the reason why she was able to say it was mainly because of the head of Zong Buzhang's Red Alchemy Pill Shipyard.

"Yes," Zong Buzhang bent his waist lower, "In 81, my father provoked the local Gray Gang in Seattle, and you came to the rescue, and I am grateful." ”

For others, it is something that cannot be handled, and for Wen Li, it only takes one command, but Zong Buzhang is still very grateful, as if his waist can't be straightened.

Wen Li stretched out her hand and patted Zong Buzhang on the shoulder, encouraging: "Unity, with justice and goodwill, I hope you can do this." ”

"Yes," Zong Buzhang was so excited that his body trembled, as if he had received a revelation, "The younger generation must keep it in mind and implement it firmly." ”

Wen Li smiled.

At this time, from the direction of the elevator, someone pushed over an old lady in a wheelchair, who looked ordinary.

Wen Li had a smile on her face, but she smiled arrogantly, and stepped forward to greet her, "Xiaofeng, you are old." ”

The old lady named Xiaofeng had a dark expression, "We are the same age." ”

"It's different," Wen Lixian said, "you see, I can still walk, and it's no problem to jump two steps." ”

Dressed in a cotton texture, dark navy blue color dress, sitting in a wheelchair, the old lady called Xiaofeng reminded Wen Li, "When I was young, I pressed you to the ground and beat you." ”

"Now I can press you to the ground and beat you," Wen Li did not show weakness at all, "and the juniors I have cultivated and the young people I have sponsored are all over the world, and there is no shortage of outstanding among them." ”

"You're the one you want to show off, right?" When she spoke, the old lady in a wheelchair looked past Wen Li and looked at Zhang Jing.

"That's right," Wen Li generously admitted, pulling Zhang Jing to his side and said, "The hero of the Duxi Hotel, the hero of the Doctor who saves people;

My girlfriends are more beautiful than the other, so I ask you if you are convinced? ”

Zhang Jing's expression was embarrassed, how did she feel that Wen Li was a bit like Ding Jiaqi, she also had a fight with the horse trainer Agis when she was in school.

Is this an old man's heart?

"Did you forget to mention the corn cob nightclub?" The old lady named Xiaofeng laughed.

Zhang Jing: "..."

"So what?" Wen Li didn't care at all, "Even a hundred, this is a skill in itself!" ”

Zhang Jing: "..."

Like a throwing knife, one stab after another hit the heart.