At the Chicago Airport, a huge shadow came over, covering the sky above Xuan Hao's head, and the strong air current made his windbreaker rustle.
Gulfstream G550, a private jet produced by the American Gulfstream Aerospace Company, is currently the largest private jet in the world, and its luxurious configuration is breathtaking.
The plane is equipped with the highest-standard cabin, including five living areas, a 6-seat dining room and conference room, and a master suite with a shower room, which is enough to take a harem group to travel around the world. In addition, the plane is also equipped with
The most advanced day and night lighting system can simulate sunrise and sunset to adjust passengers' jet lag. In addition, a top Michelin chef is always on board the plane, always ready to serve a sumptuous meal to his owner.
Don't ask why it's all about hedonistic facilities, ask why it's because you're rich and willful.
The plane stopped steadily in front of Xuan Hao, the cabin door was opened, and an old man wearing a butler uniform saluted him respectfully and thoughtfully put his luggage on the plane for him.
As for this plane, of course it was bought by someone from Texuan - the little rich woman.
Since the last time he took a plane to the academy and found that he could not pass the security check with a controlled knife, he immediately asked Su Enxi to customize this private jet for the sake of convenience.
As for taking the principal’s plane? Are you kidding me? There’s no way to get a seat, isn’t it just a private plane? No need to rub shoulders with others?
After getting on the plane, before Xuanhao had time to admire the decoration on his newly purchased plane, a "fat girl" came into view. She was lazily lying on the sofa watching TV and eating potato chips.
There was also a cup of bubbling black liquid on the coffee table, probably Feizhai Happy Water.
"Hey, boss, you're here." Potato Chip Girl was wearing a baggy T-shirt and beach shorts, with her long, voluptuous legs stretched out on the coffee table.
"I told you, don't eat so many potato chips, you will soon become a fat nerd." Xuan Hao snatched the potato chips from her hand and stuffed them into his mouth, "Well, the papaya flavor is good."
"Get out of here! This is the last bag of potato chips I brought on the plane!" Su Enxi kicked him away.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Xuan Hao looked serious.
"Huh?" Su Enxi was shocked. This boss could actually talk about business?
"Do you know Gao Tianyuan?" Xuan Hao asked seriously with his elbows on the coffee table and his chin propped up.
"Takamagahara? Isn't that the residence of the Tianjin god led by Amaterasu in Japanese mythology?" Su Enxi asked doubtfully, "Why are you asking this suddenly? Does it have anything to do with your going to Japan?"
"If you want to say this, it has something to do with it. The Takamagahara you mentioned does not only exist in legends. In the eyes of the Japanese branch, it is the burial place of the gods, and it is the place sealed by Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi.
There, their gods are buried. In the eyes of the fierce ghosts, that is the Road to the Underworld. They believe that the beginning of the Road to the Underworld is where their ancestors buried their gods, and the end of the Road to the Underworld is the so-called 'Dragon Gate'.
', they are eager to become real dragons, and they think they can transform into dragons like a carp jumping over the dragon gate. It's really ridiculous." Xuan Hao sneered, "But I'm not interested in these evil pens that want to become gods."
"Huh? Menggui Zhong? Japan branch? Boss, when did you secretly go to Japan behind my back?" Su Enxi discovered the blind spot.
"What do you mean carrying you?" Xuan Hao rolled his eyes, "Besides, I have never been to Japan."
"Then you know so much about the situation over there?" Su Enxi has long felt that there is something wrong with her boss. It doesn't matter if she never grows old. She is used to it, and he seems to know everything. This... is omniscient and immortal.
There is also absolute power, what should be used to describe such an existence in this world...
"Haha, you stinky girl, do you really think that after all these years of labor and management, you have to live like a dog?" Xuan Hao glared at her.
Wait, the situation is not good. The boss is going to Japan and mentioned Takamagahara to her again! Su Enxi started to panic.
"No? Are you planning to go to Japan to dig up people's ancestral graves? Boss, why are you taking me with you for such a dangerous job?" Su Enxi trembled.
"What are you thinking about? They didn't offend me, so why would I lift up their ancestral graves?" Xuan Hao rolled his eyes at her, "You are the one who brought up Japanese mythology, okay? I'm kind enough to teach you about science."
"Ah..." Su Enxi was a little confused, "Well, boss, the Gao Tianyuan you are talking about is..."
"I'm 'Gao Tianyuan', and I'm a cowherd club." Xuan Hao looked serious.
"puff!"
Su Enxi sprayed a sip of coke in his face.
Isn't it? Isn't it? The boss likes this kind of style. No wonder he has no interest in me for so many years. Ah, everything makes sense, the boss is gay! It's so exciting!
Su Enxi looked at Xuan Hao with a strange look on her face, a rotten girl-like smile appeared on her slightly red face, and her lips were almost full of laughter.
Xuan Hao wiped his face and stared at her with a dark face: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
This girl must be thinking about something wrong again.
"Boss, actually... I can understand you. This is not a shameful thing, hahahaha..." Su Enxi couldn't help it anymore.
"boom!"
A violent shock hit her on the head.
"I just want you to acquire it! I will be useful in the future, bastard, don't come up with weird ideas for me." Xuan Hao's forehead veins were exposed.
"Don't worry, boss! I will definitely buy it and find the best Cowherd for you!" Su Enxi laughed, and the old aunt's blood began to burn.
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A huge roar came from the direction of the sea, and the Gulf Stream G550 pierced the night sky. The dense dark clouds in the night sky spread out as if they were pierced by sharp arrows, and the eagle-like shadow swooped down through the clouds.
It was already late at night when the private plane arrived at Narita Airport. The 11-hour flight made Xuanhao feel a little bored.
"Click..."
The cabin door opened and Xuanhao stood at the door, lighting a cigarette and looking at the city.
The black and white buildings, the confusing neon lights, and the smoky air smell of sin.
This city is a paradise for the powerful and a hell for the innocent. Under the seemingly beautiful surface, there is endless filth, and how many people are lingering here.
Miyamoto Takashi stared blankly at the man standing at the cabin door above.
He saw that the man was obviously smiling, but for some reason, he felt like he was seeing Shura in hell. The man's eyes looked down at everything here, as if he didn't care about all living beings, and his cold gaze made him feel something behind him.
Cold, this was a sense of oppression that he had never felt from anyone before.