life as a police officer in america

Fitness, no problem.

On a rainy day, there was no one at the gym called Tiantian Good Body in the town. The two of them occupied the gym as if they were renting it out.

As soon as Jones-Medy entered, he got on the treadmill.

Wang Dengming was also running on a treadmill next to her. He wanted to test how the rib injury was recovering. He adjusted the speed of the treadmill to high speed and ran nearly a thousand meters. He felt quite good and was in good health.

Basic recovery.

Jones Medi is also running, and his speed is not slow either.

She wore special fitness shorts and a short-sleeved tight top that exposed her belly.

Looking at her toned and plump figure, Wang Dengming felt that it was a torture to accompany her to exercise like this.

"Jones, why do you think of working out at all?"

Wang Dengming was playing with a fitness ball, right behind Jones Medi's butt, and asked while playing.

"I don't know. When I'm excited, I think about fitness. Boss, do you think I've gained weight during this time?"

When Wang Dengming heard this, he said: "I have gained weight! There is fat on my waist."

"real?"

Jones-Medy was busy looking at her fat waist, so she got distracted and fell off the treadmill.

Wang Dengming had quick eyes and quick hands. He stepped forward and held her up, so that she didn't fall. However, her entire body was held by Wang Dengming.

The two of them stayed in this position for about five or six seconds, and Wang Dengming retracted his hand as fast as lightning.

Jones Medi looked a little strange, and immediately changed the subject: "Do you think we will find the missing person?"

Wang Dengming adjusted his breath and said, "It depends on your luck, it's been two months."

"Has no one looked for them before?"

Wang Dengming's heart skipped a beat, yes, he had been missing for so long, and Fedeli didn't say whether he had sent anyone to look for him before.

"Why are not you talking."

"I don't know about this. I don't care. I agreed. I have to go."

"Of course, you say, are we going to find gold?"

Wang Dengming was dumbfounded and said, "Are you looking for people or gold?"

"Looking for both, by the way, tell me what kind of people Fedeli will send to go with us."

"He was talking about the elite of the elite. In addition, he also said..."

Wang Dengming's phone rang again, it was Chen Qing.

"Chief Wang, is it convenient for me to speak?"

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"When you were playing mahjong that night, you said that there was a painting by Van Gogh for sale, so I asked someone to inquire about it. What a coincidence. Xu Xinxuan knows a friend who likes collecting ancient paintings. The painting you mentioned is the town's painting.

Does he really intend to sell the long painting?"

"Of course, of course."

"Okay then, I'll give your phone number to the person who collects it and call you directly. His surname is Liu. You can just call him Mr. Liu."

"OK!"

When Jones Medi heard that the call was from Chen Qing, he pricked up his ears. As soon as Wang Dengming hung up the phone, Jones Medi hurriedly asked what was going on. Wang Dengming explained the matter, and Jones Medi smiled slyly and said: "Head

Son, as you said, everyone who meets you will get a share, can you give me half of the bonus?"

Wang Dengming screamed strangely: "How come there are half as many of you everywhere?"

"If you don't give it, I won't make tea for you from now on, hum!"

"You are just a money addict!"

"I'm a money addict. What's wrong? Besides, I'll hire a servant to take care of you for free, right?"

Wang Dengming rubbed his nose and said: "Okay, half for each person, half for each person, but..."

"But, what happened?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll let you know when I do."

"I know what you're thinking?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"I won't tell you, you know it yourself."

Wang Dengming blinked his eyes, and Jones Medi laughed and said: "I just like the way you are startled. Come on, boss, let's keep running."

Wang Dengming didn't run away. He took a step forward and held her in his arms. He moved his mouth to cover her soft and sexy lips. Jones and Medi broke away slightly at first, then immediately hugged his neck and kissed him tightly.

lips biting together.

Suddenly, there were footsteps at the door of the gym. Several young men came in to exercise. When they saw the two hugging each other, whistles suddenly sounded.

Wang Dengming had no choice but to let go of Jones Medi, who lowered his head first and then said: "Boss, you have finally made progress, let's run, let's compete!"

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, on the newly renovated second floor of Chen Qing's dumpling restaurant, Wang Dengming met Mr. Liu, a middle-aged man with eyes and a somewhat elegant temperament. He lived in Polson City, Weiwei.

Na Xun also arrived.

Wilson came with paintings, and Mr. Liu came with an old man with flowing beard and hair, who was also Chinese. Mr. Liu said that he was an expert in appraisal, and his surname was Huang.

How Mr. Liu and Wilson deal with each other is their business, and it is not easy for Wang Dengming to interfere. He is the middleman and a layman in painting.

At the dumpling restaurant, Xu Xinxuan is still there, but Li Shiya is nowhere to be seen.

Xu Xinxuan still had that sweet smile, and she didn't look angry at all, because Wang Dengming rejected her directly. After Wang Dengming came over, she was busy making tea for him.

After Jones Medi saw it, he took the teapot and started to use it himself, looking into Xu Xinxuan's eyes challengingly.

The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward, so Chen Qing hurriedly stepped in to mediate, personally made tea for Wang Dengming and Jones Medi, and handed the tea into their hands.

Xu Xinxuan was still not angry and took Jones and Medi to chat.

After two full hours, Wilson and Mr. Liu finally concluded the deal. The price was US$4.8 million.

Both parties looked very happy and shook hands to say goodbye.

The seller and buyer have concluded a deal, and Wang Dengming is of course also happy, as there is a bonus, right? As for why Wilson gave in, Wang Dengming couldn't figure it out for a while.

Jones Medi didn't want to eat dumplings anymore, so he took Wang Dengming and went to have a feast.

The two had a meal of French food. When they came out, Butcher Gordon Bu reported that his younger brother found that two outsiders had come to the old Migues Hotel and asked the landlady if she had a map of the Tokuku Valley.

, his people saw the mayor in contact with two outsiders, and secretly entered room 5017.

Wang Dengming hurried over and saw that Wilson was selling paintings. He was surprised.

He and Jones Medi hid in a private car in the hotel, staring at the door of the hotel. At nine o'clock at night, the old man came out of the hotel, looked around, then went to the parking lot and drove away. As soon as he left

, Wang Dengming walked into the hotel, first checked the guest information of room 5017 at the counter, then went upstairs and opened room 5017 directly.

5017 were two young men, tall and with a unique aura. Wang Dengming felt that they looked like soldiers. He casually asked about their basic situation and left.

On the way back, Jones-Medy asked: "Boss, isn't it a little inappropriate for us to keep an eye on the mayor secretly?"

"Of course it's inappropriate, but why he came into contact with the people who wanted the map of Makuskull Valley is quite a story, right?"

"Boss, you won't say that the mayor is also thinking about the gold in Makuku Valley."

Wang Dengming thought about it carefully and said, "As you said, who doesn't want gold, right?"

Jones Medi thought about it for a while and said: "Boss, do you think the reason why he is so eager to sell the paintings has something to do with gold?"

"It's hard to say. Our reasoning is that if someone discovers a place with gold, they will have to open a gold mine. Opening a gold mine will cost a lot of money."

Jones Medi was surprised: "Are you saying that the mayor wants to open a gold mine privately?"

Wang Dengming smiled and said: "There is such a possibility, but it is very small. Opening a gold mine privately is a big event. The real big thing depends on whether the old man has the courage."