On the South African grassland, a jeep is running at lightning.

Zhang Kun, who had taken off his camouflage uniform and tactical vest and changed into his original clothes, put one hand on the driver's door and the other hand on the steering wheel. He occasionally whistled at the passing bison, antelope, zebra, and even giant elephants, or whined twice by the orangutan's screams, alarming the animals.

After leaving the jungle, Zhang Kun relaxed.

The primeval forest is full of fatal crises. For two days, the days when you dare not relax at all have always made Zhang Kun experience unprecedented excitement.

It’s like a person standing in the clouds, with only a rope under his feet moving little by little. If there is any accident, it will be the result of being broken into pieces. People who have never experienced it can really not understand the pleasure brought by that stimulating experience.

But people must be down-to-earth after all, and adventure days are just a adjustment to life.

What is life? Ordinary, ordinary, simple, food, food, food, food, food, parents, wife, son, and relatives, friends and relatives, this is life.

At this time, Zhang Kun seemed to have returned from the clouds to the ground and from adventure to life.

The jeep ran on the grassland for more than four hours, and finally Johannesburg appeared in Zhang Kun's eyes again.

Zhang Kun slowly lowered his car speed, and then slowly entered the city with some tourist buses returning from the tour group, and then drove towards Cui Chuanchang's manor in the direction he remembered.

It was already past two o'clock after noon. According to the previous rules, Cui Chuanchang should have handled affairs in the company and would not come back after six o'clock in the afternoon or even eight o'clock.

But it doesn't matter. He has been in Cui Chuanchang's manor for several days. The bodyguards and waiters there know him, so there is no trouble of not being able to get in.

But should the lunch problem be solved outside or go to Cui Chuanchang’s manor?

To be honest, there is still a big difference in South Africa's diet and Chinese food, especially the one called pap, which is made of paste like cornmeal. This is actually a staple food in South Africa and a must-have for the dining table.

Although according to Cui Chuanchang, this thing will make people stronger, Zhang Kun, who is used to eating rice, is really not used to it.

But if you go back to the manor, will there be any food at this time?

Of course, if he asked the kitchen to make a meal, the housekeeper would probably not say anything, but is it troublesome?

Eat outside?

Go back to eat?

Eat outside?

Go back to eat?

Zhang Kun thought about these words back and forth in his mind, and before he knew it, he actually drove outside Cui Chuanchang Manor.

Looking at the exterior wall of the manor in the distance, Zhang Kun shrugged, "Okay, I'd better go back and eat."

This place is far away from the city center. Although there is a park and several golf courses next to it, there are relatively fewer vehicles and pedestrians.

Zhang Kun stepped on the accelerator slightly, and the car accelerated immediately.

After several meals of compressed biscuits and canned food, what Zhang Kun wants to do the most now is to eat some hot and hot food, anything is good, yes, except pap.

The jeep quickly passed a turn, and then the gate of Cui Chuanchang Manor was ahead.

But when he drove here, Zhang Kun was stunned, and the jeep immediately slowed down and stopped when he reached the gate.

Zhang Kun blinked and looked at Cui Chuanchang at the door, opened the car door and jumped down, then chuckled, "Didn't you go to the company today?"

When talking to Zhang Kun's words, Cui Chuanchang, who was standing in the gate, did not speak, but took a few steps forward, then hugged Zhang Kun, wrapped his hands on Zhang Kun's shoulders, and tightly said: "Welcome to safely come back."

Zhang Kun was stunned, then stared at Cui Chuanchang who was holding him tightly. Although he didn't know why, according to his past experience, Zhang Kun should have broken away from the hug at this time and shouted: I'm not a genius.

But at this moment, feeling the powerful arms embracing myself, everything finally turned into two words: "Thank you!"

Cui Chuanchang patted Zhang Kun's back tightly, then let go of his hands, took two steps back, looked up and down carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing unexpected, Cui Chuanchang's face seemed to have instantly become fierce: "Next time, I won't let you go out alone if I beat you to death."

Zhang Kun was stunned...

"I've been restless since you left alone. I know better than you how dangerous South Africa is. After you leave, I can't do anything."

"Especially, you actually go to the primeval forest, and the forests in South Africa are far more dangerous than grasslands."

"Although there are various predators, hyenas, cheetahs, and even lions on the grasslands. Sometimes even elephants, rhinos, and hippos will attack humans, these are far from the dangers in the forest."

"In the forest, maybe a very inconspicuous spider, frog, or even mosquito can kill people, maybe an inconspicuous grass hides highly poisonous."

"But you actually stayed in the forest for a day and a night. If you hadn't seen your car move this morning, I would have almost taken someone to find you."

"Do you know what I thought at that time? I have to see people alive and die to see corpses. Even if I can't bring you back, I have to bring your body back."

"You know how annoyed me at that time, I..."

Listening to Cui Chuanchang's nagging voice, Zhang Kun pursed his lips.

Since Cui Chuanchang spoke, Zhang Kun's eyes never left his face. From his eyes, Zhang Kun could not see any intention or falsehood, but only endless anger.

Zhang Kun was silent for a while, then chuckled: "Is there a satellite positioning on the car?

Cui Chuanchang, who was interrupted, glared at Zhang Kun in annoyance: "Don't interrupt, I haven't finished speaking yet. Do you know how annoyed I am myself, why did I promise to let you go out alone..."

"Since the morning, you have been waiting for me?" Zhang Kun said with a chuckle.

He was interrupted again, Cui Chuanchang's eyes trembled, and then he glared at Zhang Kun viciously: "You can't let me finish my words?"

Zhang Kun grinned, then patted Cui Chuanchang's shoulder hard and said loudly: "Okay, okay, don't be verbally like an old man. I promise you that you will never go out alone next time, okay."

However, Cui Chuanchang glared at his eyes: "There is next time?"

"Ok, OK, there's no next time, okay!" Zhang Kun begs for mercy quickly.

After saying that, Zhang Kun was silent, put away the hippie smile on his face, then looked at Cui Chuanchang seriously, and said the two words for the second time: "Thank you!"

Cui Chuanchang also stopped his long-winded mouth and looked at Zhang Kun and sighed: "Zhang Kun, we are friends. I don't want you to have any accidents, especially if the accident is caused by my negligence."

"I hope you can live longer, and then when you are old, there will be someone with me, drinking red wine, and enjoying the flowers and moon."

"Rhubarb hopes so much."

Zhang Kun grinned and chuckled, then nodded slightly as if he was slightly unconscious: "So too."
Chapter completed!