Holding the phone in his hand, Zhang Jing's eyes widened, the ship he was looking for had been eaten by the earth's crust?

It seems to be very, but it is very scientific, and there are no loopholes in the logic.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing felt a big loss, and looked outside for ten days in vain.

Fortunately, someone came to fill the vacancy, and the director of the Tokyo Museum, Lu Yijian, wanted a woodcut Bodhisattva, and Xu Zehong asked the other party to exchange the "Funeral Post".

"Funeral Post" is the only authentic work left by Wang Xizhi in the world, and the Tang Dynasty brought fried chicken.

This is a heavy treasure, and it is not sure whether the video Tokyo Museum will be exchanged.

At the same time, Ritsu Yijian had already called back to Tokyo and informed the boss behind the scenes, 'Nomura Tokuchi's conditions.

Tokuji Murano is the current patriarch of the Murano family, 65 years old this year, and has just taken over less than a year.

The family belongs to one of the ten major families of fried chicken, which developed in the context of the Russo-Japanese War.

Currently, it owns Murano Bank, Murano Securities, Murano Properties, etc., and has a large number of plantations in Southeast Asia.

Heroes emerge from troubled times.

The Murano family grew out of war and developed very slowly in peacetime, so it would be of great help to the family if they could get a painted woodcut bodhisattva, find a treasure map from it, and find a huge amount of wealth.

However, "Funeral Post" is impossible, he knows that it is a fried chicken national treasure, and there is no way to get it.

There's only one way left, send someone to invade the Silvermine Bay Museum!

If you have power, money, and people, immediately send someone to execute it.

In less than three hours, an elite team of 16 people was quickly assembled, including two senior advisers who had been stationed in Xiangjiang, who were commercial spies.

and 4 retired D-born Special Service officers with highly sophisticated tactical capabilities.

Zhang Jing didn't know that someone was coming to die, and he was on his way to pick up his daughter from school when he received a call from Mali from Jamie.

Jamie's full name is Jack. Fox, in his early fifties, black, a good friend of Felley, an old woman, was sent to the West by someone to develop his influence earlier.

The original intention is simple, and when it encounters obstacles in West Africa, it will not be temporary.

"BOSS," Jack reported over the phone, "the director of the CIA's West Africa bureau approached me privately."

"He wants to cooperate, support me to become an important force in Mali, and he will get seventy percent of the money," Jack asked, "Do you want to agree?"

"If you don't agree, there's a high chance that you won't survive tomorrow," Zhang Jing said in a word, "Try a counteroffer, and I'll let someone protect you."

As if by coincidence, five minutes later, Chen Guang called from Ethiopia to report on his work.

The bandit forces that killed five D workers seven years ago have already executed two in the core and nine in the non-core.

After listening to the report, Zhang Jing asked Chen Guang rhetorically, "What about the core family?"

"Didn't move."

"Go and kill them, men, women, children, and dogs," Zhang Jing reminded Chen Guang in a heavy voice, "Don't leave yourself behind!"

Hanging up Chen Guang's phone, Zhang Jing continued to pick up Anu from school, and received a call from Xiao Xiaotian on the way back.

"What happened in Ethiopia has nothing to do with you, right?"

"It's okay," Zhang Jing asked rhetorically, carrying his schoolbag in his hand, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing," Xiao Xiaotian coughed lightly on the phone, "You call me Dad, and I'll give you a transformation."

「...」

Zhang Jing hung up the phone directly, he and Xiao Yunyun are boyfriend and girlfriend, this is right.

But after all, he is not married, Xiao Xiaotian didn't wake up from a dream?

Besides, he is used to living abroad, and he is used to managing one generation after another, and he is not used to calling his girlfriend's parents and parents.

For example, Sissy's mother, Zhang Jing has always called each other: Ms. Boe.

is also like Zhou Manmiao's mother, Zhang Jing just called the other party's aunt.

In summary, Xiao Xiaotian wants to be too beautiful.

As soon as the phone hung up, Xiao Xiaotian called in again, and Zhang Jing connected.

"Yunyun is already pregnant with your baby, her heart

I want to wait for you to go back to Los Angeles and tell you the good news in person," Xiao Xiaotian was angry, "My daughter is such a good person, and I am so good, do you suffer a lot if you call me Dad?"

"I'll be back in Los Angeles tomorrow."

"Where are you now?" Xiao Xiaotian asked on the phone.

"Xiangjiang."

"You're a treasure hunter," Xiao Xiaotian asked, "Why don't you invest in the jade mine in Naydubi (the capital of Burma)?"

"Because I'm not sick in my head."

Xiao Xiaotian was so stunned by Zhang Jing that he couldn't speak, and reacted for two or three seconds and said, "Don't leave in Xiangjiang yet, I'll come over later."

"Don't," Zhang Jing stopped Xiao Xiaotian's whim, "You said that the sun rises in the west, and I won't go to Naypyidaw."

"Naypyidau is an important resource channel in Area D," Xiao Xiaotian explained on the phone, "You first go to the entire mine and lay the foundation in the local area;

Then I will enter the energy industry, build terminals, build onshore oil storage facilities, install and maintain pipelines, and there will be a lot of money to be made in the future."

"Mr. Xiao, you want me to be a big wrongdoer," Zhang Jing revealed the truth, and said in one sentence, "Rushing to the front and throwing money and energy, when it blossoms and bears fruit, it is finally snatched away by the warlord, right?"

Xiao Xiaotian retorted, "You seem to have been fooled."

"It's all adults, it's almost a certainty, don't say it's impossible."

"With me here, what are you afraid of?"

"I don't have to be ugly, do I?" Zhang Jing didn't save face for Xiao Xiaotian at all, "You are like those white pigs, you take a fancy to my savings, but the means are more clever and sinister, not only do you want my money, but also want me to work for the day."

Xiao Xiaotian cramped his face on the other side of the phone, "Just have enough money to spend, why do you want so much savings, treasure hunting, women don't do business, it's better to do more serious things."

Zhang Jing was angry with liver cramps, and when he was a child, he thought that the little yellow car not returning the deposit was the darkest thing in the world.

When he was a teenager, he thought that it was the darkest thing to be fined 150,000 yuan for selling soy milk and only 15,000 yuan for cooking poisoned rice for students.

Now, he thought that he was the worst person in the world, and the blue and white flag was the second worst, but he didn't expect that there were mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people, and Xiao Xiaotian was the most evil person.

"Mr. Xiao," Zhang Jingqi's internal organs hurt, "After hanging up this phone, I will take Xiao Yunyun off, and in the future, the road will face the sky and go to the side."

Xiao Xiaotian didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so rigid, "Zhang Jing, don't mess around, this matter has nothing to do with Xiaoyun."

"Don't force me to do this," Zhang Jing warned Xiao Xiaotian, "There are many, many women who are not in good feelings, not less than Xiao Xiaoyun."

Xiao Xiaotian didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so ruthless, and hung up the phone silently.

Worried that Xiao Xiaotian would do something, Zhang Jing held his adopted daughter in his hand, and then called Xiao Yunyun.

The call was quickly connected, and Xiao Yunyun greeted him in a lazy voice, "Brother Zhang."

"Xiaoyun..." Zhang Jingben wanted to complain to Xiao Yunyun about her father's shameless behavior, but she heard her sweet voice and her own child in her belly, and the words became, "I will return to Los Angeles soon, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine, I'll have good news for you when you get back to Los Angeles."

"What's the good news?" Zhang Jing pretended not to know, "Can you tell me now?"

"Brother Zhang..." Xiao Yunyun resisted the urge to blurt out, and said in a coquettish tone, "You'll know when we meet."

The telephone porridge was from the central pot to the west bank of Silver Mine Bay, and Li Xing, who had not been in touch for a while, called in. "Update to ~~~"

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