At seven o'clock in the evening, return to the wooden house on the edge of the suicide forest.

Zhang Jing met 12 tourists from Wuji, who were having a party at the end of the gravel road in front of the wooden house.

The short-haired, enthusiastic Ellijie is also among them.

Seeing Zhang Jing coming out of the forest, Ellijie greeted warmly, "Jack, come and drink."

Zhang Jing didn't refuse, put the backpack back in the room, and returned to the door to join them.

On the way, the owner of the B&B came many times to remind him not to be too noisy.

A group of young people naturally won't listen to him, drinking wine, eating food, drinking songs, and being very happy.

However, there is also a small episode, a handsome guy with black hair and brown eyes reminds Zhang Jing that Ellijie is the person he likes.

Zhang Jing's answer was very simple, it was Lang Youqing and the concubine were intended, and before the party ended, he took Ellie Jie back to the room and gnawed them together.

Of course, this is just a night, and Zhang Jing doesn't plan to have any follow-up plans.

The next morning, it was bright and I left with my bag.

Walk about five kilometers to the local minshuku village, from where you can take a taxi back to Tokyo and 16 hours later to Los Angeles International Airport.

Wait in a bulletproof car in the parking lot for about 5 minutes.

With blue eyes, long brown hair, a tall figure, white skin and a beautiful appearance, the bewitching Ahr sat in the car.

Aher was originally a lover of sheep's tail oil, and was pried over by Zhang Jing.

"Long time no see," Ahll greeted, "how are you doing?"

"I'm fine," Zhang Jing asked straight to the point, "What's Charlie's situation now?"

"He used to have a real relationship with Jialis, and they broke up half a year ago."

Jasley, a 66-year-old heir to Alt Supermarket and the Minston family, eventually bought King Ranch.

Zhang Jing crossed paths with her, exchanging 20,000 acres of 12-mile pasture for land near the mountain peak ranch.

The King's Ranch was also made larger.

The thought flashed in his heart, and Zhang Jing had a smile on his face, "It's good to break up, let him hook up with Sauer Ackerman's wife."

"Who's that?" Aher asked rhetorically.

"A 55-year-old hedge fund manager, with gray hair, quite famous, look for information on the Internet, don't leave a trick."

Ahr nodded and asked, "What is the ultimate goal?"

"To destroy the relationship between Sauer Ackerman and his wife, divorce is the best."

"Alright," Ahll smiled, "Charlie will succeed."

Zhang Jing did not doubt Charlie's ability, turned around and took the six Hua Mou mobile phones that had been folded from the back row.

"I have installed a phone card in my mobile phone, an anonymous phone card, and I used this to call me for important calls, and I gave Charlie two."

Ahll took the phone and put it in his handbag.

Raising his head again, Ahr became improper, his tongue slipping out of his lips and tempting, "To the hotel?"

Zhang Jing raised his hand to look at his watch, "I'm in a hurry."

"Let's get in the car, then." As he spoke, Ahll started straight and then bent over from the co-pilot.

has seen strong winds and waves, this kind of scene is no longer strange to Zhang Jing.

After chattering for about twenty minutes, Ahler, who was twisting his thin waist and short skirt, got out of the car, and Zhang Jing drove back to Xinkanfen Farm.

90,000 acres were bought back again, and Ding Jiaqi is raising a baby in a big house on this land.

Hugging gently, Zhang Jing kissed his girlfriend on the lips.

"Come in," Ding Jiaqi let go of her boyfriend, "Silke is there too."

Entering the room, Zhang Jing was in the spacious living room under the A-line roof, and saw that the pregnant was still very beautiful.

Give her a big hug and kiss as well.

Being a man like Zhang Jing makes him feel very high.

"My dear," Silke looked at Zhang Jing closely, "I've asked Mirika. Grandma Holson figured it out;

Try to lift Ms. Ding's foot restriction order, and hopefully it will come to a good end."

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Rika is the first name, and Holson is the husband's last name.

"Thank you," Zhang Jing said to Silke and Mirika. Howson was full of gratitude, and when the others were busy falling into the well, they stepped in to help, "I'll visit Mirika when I have time. Grandma Holson."

Silk nodded slightly, Zhang Jing went to visit Las Vegas, she needed to follow to visit.

Watching her boyfriend and other women fall in love with other women on the side, Ding Jiaqi has no opinion, they are all family members, there are many people, there is great power, and it is a good thing.

Then came lunchtime, which Silke and Ding Jiaqi had prepared in advance.

Therefore, there are both Chinese and Western food on the table.

Well, it feels nice!

The other side.

Upon learning that Zhang Jing had returned to the League District, Moose had flown from New York to Kanfen Farm in a hurry.

Timothy is in his early forties and has a six-to-seven resemblance to the Iron Man protagonist, who is not only the grandson of the quencher.

He is also a member of the board of directors of Christiely, one of the three major brewing giants.

The sun was about to go down and after dinner, Zhang Jing drove 15 kilometers to the farm's private airport to meet the guests.

Just arrived at the airport.

The image is handsome, the hairstyle is not messy, and Timothy walks down the metal ladder at the same time.

Zhang Jing always had a smile on his face, and took the initiative to reach forward, "Mr. Damon, good afternoon."

Timothy. Dimon, that's right.

"Jack," Timothy asked in an urgent tone, holding his hand together with Zhang Jing, "After your management left, almost all the plantations under Leopard have gone wrong, what is the reason?"

"This—" Zhang Jing said, "I don't farm, how can I know?"

Timothy was slightly stunned, thinking about it, Zhang Jing is a treasure hunter and nightclub expert, can he plant a ghost field?

After thinking for three or four seconds, Timothy asked, "Do you know why?"

"This is a problem beyond my knowledge," Zhang Jing shook his head and reminded, "If you are willing to sell the Leopard brand to me again, I am happy to take it."

I have been gluttonous for a long time, and I finally succeeded in it, how can I easily trade it?

"The leopard brand will not be sold," Timothy confident, and his tone of voice forcefully refused, "It will never be sold."

Zhang Jing didn't say anything more.

Timothy doesn't sell, and he doesn't really want to buy.

Ding Jiaqi's 'Tiger Brewing' has been registered in Xiangjiang, Europe, the League and other places.

The brewery and land are also being actively acquired, and it is only a matter of time before they make a comeback.

"One more thing," Zhang Jing reminded Timothy, "ask your friends and your partners to lift Ding Jiaqi's ban as soon as possible, and don't do all those bad things."

"Or else?" Timothy asked rhetorically.

Zhang Jing always had a smile on his face, "Otherwise, I can't seem to do it."

"I'll relay it, but it's their business whether they listen or not."

"Mr. Quencher, right?" Zhang Jing looked into Timothy's eyes and said, "I hope he can stop."

Timothy didn't answer the final question and turned and walked over to the plane.

Zhang Jing stood next to the runway, watching Timothy's face disappear and fly away through the plane window.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Jing was not far away, and the western version of Ning Caichen beckoned.

Mike walked over and said hello, "Boss."

"I will add twenty friends to you to strengthen the protection of the farm," Zhang Jing reminded directly, "I don't want an accident on the farm, although it is under Barbie's name, in fact, everyone knows that it is mine."

Mike hung down slightly.

After meeting Timothy, he was sure that the local capitalists would not let him go easily, and it was a completely temporary act, and Zhang Jing decided to speed up the pace of revenge.

"It's late, thank you for your great support, a lot of love."