According to the plan, they need to take a train from Sao Paulo, arrive in a certain city, then transfer to a plane, and then leave the country to reach what Song Haoran calls "home"
That is already a place in another country - of course, geographically speaking, it is still located on the continent of South America.
When the sun came up, we had already set off by train, leaving Rio, which had suffered a power outage due to yesterday's storm, and then caught the train to Sao Paulo.
Song Haoran visited Luo Qiu last night, and received Luo Qiu's reply at midnight.
He was not surprised that Luo Qiu replied so quickly - although everything seemed to him to be unexpectedly smooth.
But his superhuman intuition felt that there was no problem with this matter: There was no doubt that Song Haoran believed in his super intuition.
The train passed through the emerald green forest road and made a roaring sound.
Now he and Luo Qiu are in the first-class cabin of the train - Song Haoran is naturally someone who is not short of money, so he will not treat himself badly when traveling.
Luo Qiu also saw the so-called Xiaoli and Aqiang.
Of course, he now knows that 'Xiao Li''s name is Lvia, and the real name of the person who once went by the pseudonym Aqiang is 'Oni'.
Lvia and Oni looked at Luo Qiu with somewhat strange eyes - because Song Haoran did not reveal Luo Qiu's identity to them, but only said that he would be a very important 'guest' of his father.
At the same time, Lvia and Oni also found out through some special channels that their father, who had not left the base camp in recent years, seemed to have made some moves this time and started asking people to arrange the itinerary - this meeting with Luo Qiu seemed to be It's in another city outside the base camp.
Although it is not in the base camp, it is actually a place where the influence of 'Iris' is deep-rooted. An 'Iris' can definitely serve as a place for a certain local ruler.
Despite this, this is indeed the first time that Dad has left in the past few years - even if he is a leader of traditional South American forces like the 'Fire King', Dad will not leave the base camp to meet him in person.
Luo Qiu's identity really made Lvia and Oni extremely curious. In addition, Song Haoran's attitude towards Luo Qiu was incredibly kind.
"Isn't this the military counselor's illegitimate son?"
Naturally, Lvia and Oni were not in the same cabin as Song Haoran and Luo Qiu. Instead, they acted as bodyguards and were on guard outside.
Lvia rolled her eyes. She didn't know how she had been partnered with this guy all this time and could endure it until now.
Oni was used to seeing this, he chuckled and said: "Don't believe it. In my village, there were many fathers who were thirteen or fourteen years old! I heard that in the homeland of the military advisor, there seemed to be people who married early and had children early. Tradition!"
"The military advisor is only twenty-nine years old this year! Luo Qiu is twenty-nine years old this year! Can you have a baby when you are seven or eight years old?" Lvia rolled her eyes again.
Oni shrugged and said shamelessly: "Anyway, my first loss was when I was nine years old, and the object was the neighbor's wife. People used to call me 'Oni from the next door'!"
"You're a boar that only knows how to breed." Lvia stepped hard on Oni's sole.
The two began to fight and fight - but at this time, someone suddenly passed by their seat, and then something seemed to be left behind: a note.
Lvia pretended to pick it up casually, then opened it, then glanced at Oni, and finally the two left their seats one after another and headed to another car.
Before leaving, Lvia took out her phone and sent a message to Song Haoran.
Song Haoran seemed very interested in the scenery outside the car window.
He cupped his chin and looked out the window while playing with a round sign with his other hand. This brand was something he always wore around his neck, and Luo Qiu was sitting opposite him, reading a book quietly.
The cell phone placed on the simple table suddenly rang with a text message. Luo Qiu and Song Haoran looked at the phone at the same time, and then their eyes met unexpectedly.
Song Haoran didn't seem to be anxious to read the content of the message. He just smiled slightly and looked out the window again.
"A very special brand." Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
Song Haoran looked over, "Are you interested?"
Luo Qiu said: "I just feel that few people will carry a sign. Is there any special story about this thing? I think you seem to be thinking about something."
Song Haoran suddenly became mysterious at this time and lowered his voice: "If I told you that this sign is a gift from God to mankind, and it can bring incredible power to the person who owns it, would you believe it?"
Luo Qiu was startled, then turned his eyes and chuckled: "For example, the black giant python that appeared in your adventure story?"
"You haven't answered me yet. Do you believe it or not?" Song Haoran's face became more playful.
Luo Qiu said simply and directly: "At least let me see with my own eyes what the so-called incredible power is."
"Then watch carefully!" Song Haoran took a deep breath and then opened his hands in front of Luo Qiu.
The fingers on his hands are very slender, which should be very suitable for playing the piano.
Song Haoran pinched the sleeves of both hands and waved them in front of Luo Qiu. Then he took out a coin and placed it on his left hand. Then he made fists with both hands and placed them in front of Luo Qiu.
"Which hand do you think this coin is in now?" Song Haoran asked with a smile.
Luo Qiu pointed to his right hand.
But Song Haoran opened his right hand and found nothing.
He then opened his left hand, and the coin was still in his left hand without any change. Song Haoran chuckled at this time: "Is this incredible power?"
Luo Qiu smiled, then looked out the window, "You are like sunshine."
"I just feel like you're a little bored." Song Haoran put the coin on the table and started spinning it, as if he could have a lot of fun playing with such a coin.
"Actually, it's just the two of us. There's no need to book this place." Luo Qiu said casually: "Why don't you let your friends sit in too?"
"They have other things to do. They can just stay in the carriage at the back." Song Haoran looked at Luo Qiu and blinked. "As for booking this place, the purpose is very simple."
Luo Qiu showed doubts.
Song Haoran suddenly clapped his hands, and a flight attendant outside the first-class cabin opened the door and walked in, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand.
"Drink?" Luo Qiu was a little surprised.
Song Haoran shook his head, and then suddenly stood up, "She was the one drinking with you."
Song Haoran walked behind the flight attendant with a smile and gently held her arms, "She will make you feel less bored during the journey. Of course, if you want to do something, you will have enough time. I also have something to do next.”
"Wait a minute" Luo Qiu frowned.
"Please greet this distinguished guest, beautiful young lady."
"Okay, Mr. Song."
So Song Haoran patted his butt and walked away.
There is no doubt that this is a woman with an outstanding figure and appearance, and she is eye-catching - she is even of Asian ethnicity, and is very in line with the Chinese aesthetic standards.
"Sir, can I sit down?" The woman sat down and exhaled, "My name is Gan Hong."
Boss Luo nodded and was curious about the woman's accent: "Does it sound like yours?"
With spring in her eyes, the woman bit her lips lightly, then took out two cups from under the table, and moved closer to Boss Luo intentionally or unintentionally.
"My father is from Vietnam, and my mother is from Thailand." Gan Hong smiled slightly and opened the bottle of red wine skillfully.
"Did Mr. Song tell you anything?" Boss Luo asked curiously.
Gan Hong said softly: "I will entertain you well and satisfy you. No matter what."
She leaned forward slightly, a charming and deep line appeared vaguely on her neckline, and her voice became gentler, "Anything."
"Anything?" Boss Luo nodded.
"Anything." Gan Hong was as gentle as a slave girl who only existed in ancient times.
"Then go to sleep." Boss Luo nodded.
Gan Hong was startled, then she realized what she was doing, then she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Sir, you are really direct. So, how do you want to sleep? Down there, or over there?"
Gan Hong lowered his head and immediately fell asleep. Luo Qiu shook his head, swung his arms slightly outward, and Gan Hong's body was sent to the seat next to the aisle.
"If the surname is Gan, it should be a popular surname in Vietnam."
A familiar voice sounded.
After dealing with Gan Hong, Luo Qiu, who had just opened the book, heard You Ye's voice. The boss closed the book and raised his eyes.
In the aisle of the carriage, a maid dressed in a steward's outfit was pushing a dining cart. From a long time ago, Boss Luo vaguely knew that the maid lady had a hobby of dressing up.
For example, when visiting other people's laboratories, they would put on a white coat, saying that it would appear more in line with the environment.
"Sir, it's tea time. Is there anything you need?"
If you didn't know her, you would probably just think of her as a super-high-quality flight attendant on this train who is responsible for greeting first-class passengers.
Boss Luo smiled and cooperated, "What do you have here?"
The flight attendant smiled and said: "cupuacu salad and bacon rolls. For drinks, there is special fruit tea or Ipanema coffee."
The stewardess opened the exquisite silver dinner covers one by one, then used two different cups to place fruit tea and coffee, and finally used an ordinary glass to get a cup of water, which she placed one by one on Boss Luo's table. before.
Napkins and tableware were also placed one by one.
"Sir, please take your time." The maid who turned into a flight attendant smiled and nodded, and then pushed the dining cart away.
"Sit down. Since you are here, stay with me." Luo Qiu ordered.
Originally, the portion here was enough for two people. Seeing the disguised maid sitting across the table, Luo Qiu asked funnyly: "I remember I left in the morning?"
"But didn't the master say that I can now take full charge of everything in the store? And the master also asked me to remember to arrange the meal time and try the best taste?"
"Well, what then?" Boss Luo asked interestingly.
The maid said softly: "The meal with you will be a taste worth remembering."
After opening the napkin and putting it away, Luo Qiu nodded with a smile: "My uncle probably didn't come back so soon. Miss Chef, aren't you going to introduce me to how to make this bacon roll?"
"With great pleasure."
The train ran on the track, its roaring sound actually rhythmic, and the afternoon sunlight blurred into mottled patches of light under the curtains.
Flying green onions.
Leisure time.
And the original flight attendant, Miss Gan Hong, fell asleep quietly.
Song Haoran got a double bottle of coffee from the service desk in the carriage behind. After passing several carriages along the way, he found Oni and Lvia.
They arrived earlier and were sitting in a booth. There was another older man sitting in the booth. Oni sat next to him.
Seeing Song Haoran coming over, Oni stood up and pretended not to recognize him, "Excuse me, I want to use the bathroom."
Song Haoran shrugged, stepped aside to let Oni pass by, and sat down himself. He looked at the man inside and said calmly: "I'm a little tired, do you mind if I take a rest here?"
The man said casually: "Whatever."
Song Haoran seemed to be striking up a conversation at this time, "What is this gentleman's occupation?"
The man's eyes flickered a little, and he seemed nervous, but his voice was calm or deliberately calm, "Meat products, a little business, how about you?"
"I run a farm." Song Haoran said proudly: "Every animal on our farm is fed with the best feed, undergoes regular inspections, gets vaccinations, and has complete certificates. Of course, the price is a little more expensive. But definitely worth the money.”
"Really?" The man nodded, "Is delivery included?"
"There is no service that money cannot buy. As long as you add money, you can get it anywhere." Song Haoran smiled: "Of course, if it goes to space, we have no choice."
"How do you calculate it?" the man then asked.
Song Haoran said calmly: "Then it depends on whether you want beef, mutton, or pork."
"ox."
"What about the quantity?"
"One head is enough. Kill it cleanly, get all the documents and procedures, and then refrigerate it."
"address?"
"Here." The man took out a card.
"The rules of our farm are to pay half of the deposit first, is that okay?" Song Haoran collected the card.
"Can."
At this time, Lvia on the opposite side straightened her clothes as if nothing had happened, and then left - but before leaving, she took a black briefcase from under the table.
Not long after, Oni came back, looked at Song Haoran who was still sitting in his seat, and then frowned and said, "Brother, this is my seat!"
"Sorry, sorry, I can't buy a ticket." Song Haoran quickly stood up and apologized: "How about you let me sit across from you? I see that the lady has also walked away, why don't you let me sit for a while?"
"Get out!" Oni said with a fierce look on his face.
Song Haoran stood up quickly, "Okay, ok, easy! Easy, an! I'm leaving now, okay?"
No one cares either.
Because many people are like this. They can't buy seated tickets but only standing tickets, so they look for those empty seats in a mobile manner.
When Song Haoran came back, the stewardess named Gan Hong just walked out of the first-class compartment.
She rubbed her neck, looking a little confused.
Song Haoran looked at her in surprise, then blinked.
Gan Hong shook her head, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, Master, I seem to have fallen asleep."
"Really asleep?" Song Haoran blinked again, "This kid, can't you see that he really slept? Not bad. It seems there is some hope for those who are brave enough to spread their wings."
"Master, actually"
"Okay, okay, you go ahead and do your work." Song Haoran waved his hand directly, "Go back and receive the reward."
"No, Master, actually I"
"Let's go, let's go." Song Haoran continued to wave, then opened the door and walked in. When Gan Hong saw this, she felt that there seemed to be some misunderstanding, but she didn't want to make it public, so she left quietly.
Song Haoran walked back to his seat and patted Luo Qiu on the shoulder, "How was it, good time?"
"That's right." Boss Luo smiled, then lowered his head and read the book again.
Song Haoran cursed secretly: Mensao.
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