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Kate suddenly soared high-pitched: "You only know now?!!"

"Ahem..." Jackson touched his nose and mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally he could only say, "What do you want me to do?"

"I'm just a writer ... uh, plus a part-time driver, I'm not the guy sitting in Washington calling the shots."

Not only did Kate not understand her ex-husband, Jackson also couldn't figure out what Kate had in mind when she came to him for this matter.

He was a writer who had failed so badly that he couldn't fail any more.

A man who earns his living as a driver.

It's useless to complain to him...

It's impossible for him to jump in line.

Although her ex-husband's words were a bit irritating, Kate still tried to maintain her sanity.

She regained her composure and composure, and said word by word:

"I heard your boss is a rich man?"

"Will he have a ticket for the opposite train?"

"Is it possible for us to follow in the car?"

She still knows something about her ex-husband. For example, his boss is a big oligarch. It is because her ex-husband still has a little poor literary talent, so she recruited him to be a driver for her son...

Such a rich and oligarch undoubtedly has great ability, maybe he can just get a ticket for the space-time train opposite?

However, after hearing what his ex-wife said, Jackson froze in place.

He looked up at the clock and didn't speak for a long time.

"Hey?" Kate wondered, "What happened?"

"I..." Jackson touched his nose, "I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent, I will remember what you said, let's talk next time!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, and then searched for clothes on the ground to put on his body, because——

I'm going to be late for work! ! !

Chapter 229 Prison Express

Driving into the extended Lincoln parked in front of his house, Jackson rushed to the mansion of his boss, the big oligarch Yuri.

Today is the day when Yuri's family goes out for an outing.

When he occasionally stops to wait for the street lights on the road, he still thinks of what his ex-wife said just now——

He can ignore himself, but his two children cannot.

"Okay, I will find a chance to try to mention it later..."

With a plan in mind, Jackson went back on the road.

Soon he arrived at Yuri's mansion.

Looking at this mansion, Jackson felt mixed feelings for a moment.

Now the rationing system is widely implemented all over the world. Everyone can obtain the basic materials they need to survive from the government. The market economy basically does not exist, and many assets have also been confiscated.

But this does not mean that the various interest groups that originally existed will collapse like this. Some people can still maintain a high standard of living by relying on their own assets and their past contacts.

Yuri is undoubtedly such a person.

Although he no longer had the splurge he used to have, but through connections, assets turned over, and interest alliances formed with other people, this oligarch has a large share of rations even in North America, and he still enjoys luxury houses and cars.

Although other civilians don't have to worry about starving to death, they still need a job if they want to get more ration shares.

This is one of the reasons why this society can still maintain basic operations, and it is also the main reason why Jackson is still working as a driver.

Otherwise, where would he have alcohol to get a hangover?

to the place.

The lengthened Lincoln made a U-turn at the gate of the mansion.

Yuri's twin sons were already waiting for him at the door, and when they saw Jackson coming, they began to complain about his being late with a look of gloom.

Jackson came down to get their luggage into the car, and made a simple apology, and then Yuri and his lover walked out of the mansion, looking very worried.

Regarding Jackson's late arrival, Yuri didn't say much, and got into the car quietly with a blank expression.

In silence, the vehicle set off.

Along the way, Jackson kept observing Yuri's face, not wanting to miss any chance to interrupt.

It's just that Yuri's face was as black as ink, and he knew he was in a bad mood at a glance...

Just as Jackson was racking his brains to create a topic, Yuri's cell phone rang suddenly, and the fat man eagerly picked it up.

Through the rearview mirror, Jackson even observed that Yuri's face was full of apprehension and expectation, as if he would know the weight of the test result in a second.

But soon Jackson knew that his boss got a bad grade...

Because within two seconds after Yuri answered the phone, all the expectations on Yuri's face disappeared.

"Really can't think of a way anymore? I still have money, no, I mean I still have a lot of rations on hand, and these can be exchanged."

"Hey, old friend, I know, it's just a few tickets, it's not difficult for you, and you must have contacts in the Mutual Rescue Branch..."

"Let's be more accommodating. I will remember your help to me forever. I don't want to wait any longer. Why don't I go back to China? Just kidding, will I have a good end when I go back now?"

Yuri spoke English with a Russian accent, and his tone became softer and softer.

Only then did Jackson understand why his boss was in such a bad mood today.

Obviously, Yuri also wanted to take the space-time train and leave this dangerous world early, but his face didn't seem to work.

After guessing that his oligarch boss, who seemed to have great powers, could not get a ticket, Jackson couldn't help but sighed.

Well, the task assigned by his ex-wife has failed.

Afterwards, the car continued to drive, and Yuri continued to make and answer calls, all of which were related to space-time tickets, while his lover and two sons were also staring at him eagerly.

The whole family is eager to hear the good news.

It's just that from Yuri getting more and more tired and his tone getting lower and lower, Jackson can guess that this matter must be hopeless.

His family's hope of a free ride is gone.

But Jackson is not without gains.

At least he knows that not only his boss is dealing with bus tickets, but anyone with a little energy on the entire planet is now trying their best to make connections.

It's just that these people got the same results as Yuri.

Not to mention the train tickets, they didn't even touch the gate of the Mutual Rescue Society.

It is also a consolation.

Looking at Yuri in the rearview mirror, Jackson resisted the urge to whistle.

……

Due to the influence of this incident, Yuri's family was not very interested in going out for an outing. They went out in the morning and came back in the afternoon.

The car stopped outside the gate again.

Just as Jackson got out of the car and was about to open the door for Yuri, he found a strange car following behind him.

"Who is that?" As soon as the thought came up, Jackson saw the striking logo on the car——

The national flag, and the unique "mutual" flag of the Mutual Rescue Society.

He reacted immediately.

This is the car of the North American Mutual Rescue branch.

Those descending from above also wore badges on their chests and club uniform.

A young white man came forward with a smile: "Is this Mr. Uri's home? We are a special commissioner from the North American Mutual Rescue Branch. We have good news for him."

Jackson looked subconsciously at Yuri.

His boss's relationship has gone through?

Yuri was equally confused about the arrival of the branch staff, but he was immediately overjoyed, realizing that this was an opportunity, and quickly asked the people in the other car to rest in the house.

"No, no, we're not going in, we're just here to send you a notice."

"What notice?" Yuri's accent had a strong Russian accent.

The commissioner handed Yuri a few pieces of rectangular hard paper, on which was written both Chinese and English: "Here is a space-time ticket, I think you should know what it is, after all you are looking for it everywhere now..."

Looking at the ticket in front of him, Yuri's breathing became short of breath, and the blood on his face flushed red, like a big drunk bear.

After a long time, he panted and asked, "How can I get this ticket, what do you want?"

The commissioner still had a smile on his face.

"We don't need anything special, you can take it directly, but these tickets are negotiated by our North American chapter, and their validity period is very short, so if you want to get on the bus, you have to do it as soon as possible, tomorrow may be the last It's time.

Also, as a reminder, the nearest international flight is at eleven o'clock tonight..."

Whoa!

As soon as the commissioner finished speaking, Yuri stretched out his big hand and snatched all the tickets from the other party's hand.

"We're leaving right away!"

Uliti snuck up his two children and hurriedly led them into the house to pack their luggage.

And the special commissioner was still watching with a smile behind him, like a fox with a successful plan.

Jackson next to him had no idea what was going on.

Why is his boss suddenly able to get a ticket?

After thinking for a long time, Jackson also approached the commissioner:

"Excuse me, I also want the ticket just now..."

The commissioner immediately understood his purpose and was about to check his identity: "Are you?"

"I..." Jackson was about to open his mouth to explain his identity, but he stopped immediately after he uttered a syllable.

These tickets are obviously not for ordinary people.

If he said he was a driver, the ghost would pay attention to him, right?

Thinking of this, Jackson immediately changed his words: "I am a writer..."

He was still thinking about how to introduce it next, for example, if he would talk about his masterpieces whose names no one could remember, would it be more hopeful?

However, the commissioner's reaction was more intense than Jackson had imagined. The young white man looked at him in surprise: "A writer?!"

"Yes, writer!" Jackson subconsciously stood up straight, trying to keep himself as straight as possible.

After sizing him up, the commissioner took another look at Yuri's mansion in front of him, and exchanged glances with the other people in his car——

A writer who appeared in Yuri's mansion must have close contacts with Yuri, maybe it is the writers who are responsible for instilling water and brainwashing civilians.

The commissioner nodded, quickly took out several tickets from his pocket, and said with a smile: "Take your whole family with you, the plane at 11 o'clock tonight..."

"Thank you, thank you!" Jackson didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Seeing the ticket in his hand, he was already happy, and he hurriedly reached out for the phone to contact his ex-wife. He didn't notice the special commissioner's meaningful smile at all.

a few hours later.

Carrying the two families and countless other celebrities, the international flights of the financial predators took off from various airports and headed straight to the other side of the ocean.

It's just that what makes Yuri a little strange is that some people on the same plane as them seem a little reluctant?

……

at the same time.

Zhang Tianyuan was talking to Mr. Zhou.

"When these people come, just put them under house arrest. Just find an excuse. For example, there were illegal operations in the previous negotiation process of the North American branch, or I ordered it to stop because of the wrong procedure, and let them wait quietly in the room. Waiting to get in the car, not allowed to go anywhere, not allowed to contact anyone."

Mr. Zhou was holding a phone next to him, he laughed, and said slowly: "After these people disappear, the work of Mr. Thomas should be much smoother."

Thomas was on the other end of the phone.

The black man thanked Zhang Tianyuan and Zhou Laodao with a haggard heart.