"So is this box of money?" Jacob asked excitedly.
"Yes." Ston Butch replied.
"Are you sure no one will come back to claim it?" Jacob, who was honest, was worried and overjoyed, and he really couldn't believe it.
"No, this is what you deserve, it's all yours." Ston Butch said to him with certainty.
"We are now business partners, Jacob and his sons." After hearing Ston Butch's firm answer, Jacob happily pointed at the little boy and said to Ston Butch.
"No, it's Nakin and Daddy's company." The little boy also said happily.
"Is that so? I'll beat you up next time I interrupt." Jacob teased the little boy's nose.
Then he couldn't wait to get into the car and started the car with his little boy and his feet dancing.
"A good journey," Jacob said.
"There will be a good time in the future." Ston Butch said goodbye to them.
"Let's go." Ston Butch watched Jacob and the boy, who were happily driving, moving further and further...
Stonbuch got on the plane with confidence and took off safely. He took out the ring and looked at it, as if he was missing Kate again.
And reporters Long Zhan and Maggie lived their two-person world comfortably in the hotel.
Long Zhan's body had almost recovered, and Maggie was also lying on the other side of the bed, taking out the computer to check the information there.
"Can you let go of your Pulitzer Prize and have a rest?" Long Zhan said to Maggie.
"Come here, come here." Long Zhan couldn't wait to call Maggie.
"The doctor has instructed me, my dear, don't make you too excited." Maggie said to Long Zhan with a flattering smile.
"I promise, I will never let you down." As he said that, Long Zhan began to swim around Maggie's long legs with his hands.
Swimming on her big buttocks and slap her on the buttocks.
This aroused Maggie's sexual desire again.
Maggie couldn't help but take off her clothes and flirted with Long Zhan, "What's the point? Dear."
"Next, you will know what you are going to do." Long Zhan pounced on her like a tiger.
"Ah..." Maggie screamed excitedly.
They are about to have a wonderful night.
.........
And at the Pristina Airport in Kosovo.
A minibus passenger driver was carrying five passengers back.
Suddenly, a passenger's cell phone rang, he answered the phone and said, "What? No, the signal here is too bad."
"........right........"
"Just listening, I said it very clearly. I would not hand over such a report to the subcommittee. What's going on when I came to the airport to pick me up?"
"...No, they actually asked me to sit on a broken bus." One of them was a little old, a little bald, short, and looked like an official, complained on the phone.
Everyone in the car could hear clearly what he said, and one of them was an older woman of grandma.
There is also a woman with fair skin and beautiful face, with beautiful long curly hair.
Behind her was a gentleman, a little handsome man.
There was a man sitting by the window, who looked very meticulous and rigorous, with a man wearing glasses.
Everyone listened to his phone call carefully throughout the whole process.
"Forget it, just make sure someone picks up at the hotel." The bald man said dissatisfied.
At this time, the man behind the long curly hair wanted to chat with her and said, "Do you want to eat this?"
He took something to the woman in his hand.
The woman politely refused and said, "No, thank you."
"Is this your first time in Kosovo?" The man saw that the woman was not very friendly, and asked her another question loudly, trying to chat with the woman for a while. It can be seen that he really wanted to chat with the woman more.
"Yes." The woman nodded and responded.
"Wow, this is simply a garbage dump." The man said, looking at the scene outside the car that was very dirty and backward.
"The Serbs have been engaged in communism for 50 years and fought a civil war. Mr. Bailey. What do you expect here to be like? The resort is not." The older woman interrupted and replied after hearing the young man's words.
But they didn't know that the danger was getting closer and closer to them.
Just when they were still chatting in the car.
The old woman continued to post: "They will definitely appreciate the bad advice you made, what is it..."
“Infrastructure privatization…” Mr Bailey added.
"Oh, so they can build the entire country into a large shopping mall." The old woman replied.
And the phone number that looked like an official was not hung up yet with a stack of information.
He continued on the phone and said, "Okay, then I'll give her some flowers."
As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted loudly to the driver: "Can you turn on the air conditioner?" He sat in the last row of the car.
After saying that, he continued to call and said, "Hey, hey."
Mr. Bailey, he also wanted to continue to chat with the beautiful woman in front of him.
He couldn't help but move his hips to the front of the seat, trying to get closer to the woman, and asked the woman: "I heard you are an economic adviser, are you?"
"Yes, I'm from Erasmus University in Rotterdam." The woman replied.
Unexpectedly, women are not only beautiful but also have such a high education.
"Can you give me some investment advice?" Bailey asked pretended.
"My advice is how much you earn and how much you spend." The woman replied.
"Why?" the man asked.
"Maybe you will die tomorrow." The woman said humorously.
At this time, the man with glasses who had been silent all the time interrupted and said, "You should use this as the title of the report."
"Yes, it's quite catchy." The woman replied with a smile.
His words made everyone in the car laugh out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" The old man who was making the phone kept calling seriously, not knowing what they were talking about.
I just hung up the phone and couldn't help asking.
It seems that everyone is a social cattle. They get together quickly when they get on the car.
At this time, the woman received a text message and made a sound.
The old woman saw the woman taking out her cell phone, and actually gossiped to the woman: "Oh~ Is your husband?"
The woman looked at her and replied to the old woman: "Boyfriend."
Then I saw the text message: "Let's go on vacation at home this year, friends."
After reading it, he deleted the message and replied to the old woman: "Ex-boyfriend."
As they were chatting, the driver stopped the car.
"What are you going to do?"
It turned out that there were several soldiers wearing police uniforms outside the bus, blocking their whereabouts. The driver couldn't help but say fiercely to them.
Chapter completed!