Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2.

Moreover, one of the original owner's wishes was to make Jing Yuanming believe that there is a system in the world. If Jing Yuanming really believed it, he would also think that she had a golden finger.

"Ha, sister, you are really good at joking. Let's talk in person if you have anything to say." Jing Yuanming really believed it this time. He realized that he shouldn't say these things on the phone. He insisted that Yinghua was joking and hung up the phone.

On Hua's side.

She heard the change in Jing Yuanming's thoughts.

It seems that he has almost believed in the existence of the system, and this wish will soon come true.

She glanced outside and saw that the system that 03 had summoned had returned and was telling 03 that it had failed again.

"He is so difficult to conquer. He doubts my professional ability one moment, then my professional ethics the next. He is determined not to bind me, and he is even more jealous and refuses to admit it..." The Green Tea Female Supporting Character complained systematically.

Jing Yuanming's tea has a tea flavor? How come Yun Hua doesn't know?
……

Jing Hongpeng came out of the supermarket carrying two shopping bags.

Passing by the stall where I often drink, I looked over there out of habit and saw Chang Jun and Zhu Weigang, who often drink together, eating and drinking happily with two other people.

Jing Hongpeng couldn't help licking his lips because he was craving for wine.

But he had to take the chocolate cake and ice cola home quickly and had no time to drink.

Chang Jun sat facing Jing Hongpeng. When he saw Jing Hongpeng, he greeted him and said, "Old Jing, are you buying food for your precious child again?"

Zhu Weigang turned his head and waved to Jing Hongpeng, "Old Jing, come over and have a couple of drinks. I just happened to have something to ask you."

Jing Hongpeng hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat on the chair that Chang Jun had placed for him.

Zhu Weigang handed Jing Hongpeng a glass of beer. "Old Jing, I remember you said your hometown was called Hemiao or Hongmiao?"

"It's Hongmiao." Jing Hongpeng took a sip of wine and felt satisfied. "Why are you asking this?"

"Haven't you seen the popular video on the Internet? It's about a girl who was found by her long-lost mother and was given a fortune worth hundreds of millions. It's about Hongmiao Village."

Chang Jun pointed at the phone in Jing Hongpeng's hand and laughed, "Old Jing, this antique phone is too old to be looked at. I'm not saying anything bad about you, but if you have money, you should spend it on yourself. Don't always take care of your son. Only when you spend it on yourself can it be yours."

Zhu Weigang gave Chang Jun a look, "Don't go off topic. Old Jing, do you know her? The girl's surname is also Jing, and her name is...Jing Zisu."

"What? Where is it? Let me see." Jing Hongpeng didn't care about drinking anymore and reached out to Zhu Weigang for his phone. His own phone was only good for browsing the web, but he couldn't watch videos because it would freeze after a few seconds.

As soon as Zhu Wei came across the video, he handed the phone to Jing Hongpeng.

Jing Hongpeng recognized Xiao Xiao at a glance, and after looking more closely, he recognized her as his daughter Jing Zisu.

Xiao Xiao is back! She is indeed from a wealthy family and is still as beautiful as ever.

Seeing that Xiao Xiao seemed to have given Jing Zisu billions of properties, his breathing became heavy.

Giving it to Jing Zisu is equivalent to giving it to the Jing family. He is the head of the Jing family and Jing Zisu's father. It is natural for him to be in charge of so much money.

He returned the phone to Zhu Weigang, "I remembered that there is an urgent matter at home. I'll go back first." He picked up two shopping bags and left in a hurry.

When he got home, Bao Huijuan scolded him for being too slow in shopping.

Jing Hongpeng made a decision that he would not bring Bao Huijuan with him when he returned to his hometown. He originally wanted to bring Bao Jiahang with him, but then he gave up the idea because he thought that bringing Bao Jiahang with him would be equivalent to telling Bao Huijuan, so he gave up the idea.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jing Hongpeng tiptoed out of the room with a large bag on his back.

Fortunately, Bao Huijuan didn't want to share a bed with him, so they slept in separate rooms.

He made almost no sound as he walked from his room to the front door. When he was about to open the security door, there was a "click" and the light in the living room came on.

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?" Bao Huijuan had stood in the living room at some point, staring at Jing Hongpeng fiercely with her hands folded.

……

The live broadcast room of the Half-Immortal who is not a fortune teller has started.

There were quite a few people waiting in front of the live broadcast room. When they saw the room was opened, they all rushed in. More people came after receiving the news that the live broadcast room they were following had started.

[Host, please tell me, do you really have nothing to do with the City God? It was you who sued the City God for He Bin's sentencing, right?]

【Anchor, click me, click me. 】

[Why did the anchor start live streaming at 6 o'clock today? Do you have any plans so early? ]

[Why do I feel that the background of the anchor's live broadcast room is a little familiar? Look, does it look a bit like the main hall of the City God? ]

[I think so too. It has been confirmed that the anchor is a master. Let's see how he washes himself.]

[The anchor is just an ordinary person, don’t praise him too much. ]

[Wow! Who is so rich that he gave twenty airships as a reward.]

Yunhua said, "Now let's connect with the first destined person."

[Why is the anchor so quick today? He connected without saying anything. 】

[The boss is always fast, isn't he? 】

[You guys are so bold that you dare to make fun of the anchor. ]

The first destined person has appeared on the screen. She is a young woman whose ID is Pineapple Not Honey.

The background is home, but she is sitting on the sofa wearing the white shirt she wears to work.

"Ah, it's me." Pineapple is not honey greeted, "Hi, everyone, hello, host. I won the connection, it should be my luck, right? I didn't actually think of what to ask, I just got home from get off work, and when I got on the elevator, I found that the host had started broadcasting, so I applied for the connection.

Then I was selected by the anchor. Why don’t I ask about my recent luck.”

Hua said, "I want to see the layout of your house. It's best to start from the entrance, so that I can see the Feng Shui of the whole house."

Pineapple is not honey asked, "Host, which entrance do you mean? Is it the feng shui of the door of my house or the elevator hall downstairs?"

"I'll check them all. Start at the elevator lobby downstairs. After you're done, go upstairs and I'll check your door and the doors of your neighbors."

"Uh... okay." Although Pineapple is not Honey felt very tired, she was also curious about how the host could help her with Feng Shui.

She got up from the comfortable sofa and walked out with her cell phone.

After leaving the house and closing the door, she came to the elevator and pressed the down button. "Host, the signal in our elevator is not good. It may be interrupted or stuck in a while."

The audience in the live broadcast room watched Pineapple is not Honey enter the elevator.

[Does anyone feel that today's host is a bit strange? ]

[Anchor, you exposed yourself. Where is your strictness? How can you admit that you read Feng Shui? ]

[Based on the host's personality, Pineapple is Not Honey must be in trouble, and it's a big one.]

As soon as Pineapple is not Honey walked out of the elevator door on the first floor, Hua immediately said, "Call the police now. There is someone hiding in your room." (End of this chapter)