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."
It is already a place in another country. Of course, geographically speaking, it is still located on the continent of South America.
When it was daybreak, we had already set off by train, leaving Rio, where there was 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, even though everything seemed to him to be unexpectedly smooth.
But his superhuman intuition felt that there was nothing wrong 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 that he and Luo Qiu were in the first-class cabin of the train, Song Haoran naturally had a lot of money, so he would certainly 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 Lluvia, and that the person who once went by the pseudonym Aqiang's real name is "Oni".
Lluvia 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, Lluvia and Oni also learned 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 plan the itinerary. This meeting with Luo Qiu seemed to be 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 deeply rooted. An 'Iris' can completely 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 Lluvia 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?"
Lluvia and Oni were naturally not in the same cabin as Song Haoran and Luo Qiu. Instead, they acted as bodyguards and were on guard outside.
Lluvia rolled her eyes. She didn't know how she had been partnered with this guy and could endure it until now.
Oni was used to seeing this, and he laughed and said: "Don't believe it. In my village, there were many fathers of thirteen or fourteen-year-old children! I heard that in the homeland of the military advisor, there seems to be people who get married and have 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 child when you are seven or eight years old?" Lluvia 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." Lluvia stepped hard on Oni's sole.
The two began to fight and fight with each other, but at this moment, someone suddenly walked by their seat, and then something seemed to be left behind: a note.
Lluvia pretended to pick it up casually, then opened it, and then glanced at Oni. Finally, the two of them left their seats one after another and headed to another carriage.
Before leaving, Lluvia took out her mobile 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, and at the same time he was playing with a round sign with his other hand. This sign was something he always wore around his neck, and Luo Qiu was sitting opposite him, watching quietly.
Writing a book.
The mobile phone placed on the simple table suddenly rang with a text message. Luo Qiu and Song Haoran looked at the mobile 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: "Then 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 in his eyes.
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, 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...
Well, I 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 even of Asian ethnicity when looking at her, which 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 your accent?"
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 treat you well and make you satisfied. No matter..."
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 realized what she was doing, and then pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Sir, you are really direct... So, how do you want to sleep? Down there, or... yes... in...
……exist……"
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, the maid was dressed in a flight attendant's attire, pushing a dining car. From a long time ago, Boss Luo vaguely knew that the maid had a hobby of dressing up.
For example, when I go to someone else's laboratory, I will put on a white coat, saying that it will look more in line with the environment.
"Sir, it's tea time, do you need anything?"
If you don't know her, you will probably only think of her as a super-high-quality flight attendant on this train who is responsible for greeting the first-class cabin.
Boss Luo smiled and cooperated, "What do you have here?"
The stewardess smiled and said: "upuau salad and bacon rolls. For drinks, there is special fruit tea or Ipanema coffee."
The stewardess opened the exquisite silver table cover 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 cutlery were also placed one by one.
"Sir, please take your time." The maid who turned into a flight attendant smiled and nodded, then pushed the dining cart away.
"Sit down. Since you are here, stay with me." Luo Qiu ordered.
Originally, the portion inside 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...then what?" Boss Luo asked interestingly.
The maid said softly: "The meal with you is the 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... Well, Miss Chef, aren't you going to introduce me to how to make this bacon roll?"
"Extremely happy."
The train ran on the track, the roaring sound was actually rhythmic, and the afternoon sunlight blurred into mottled patches of light under the curtains.
Flying green onions.
Leisure time.
And sleeping quietly...the original flight attendant, Ms. Gan Hong.
…
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 Lluvia.
They had been sitting in a booth earlier, and 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. 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 trying to strike up a conversation at this time, "What is this gentleman's profession?"
The man's eyes flickered a little, and he seemed nervous, but his voice was still calm...or deliberately calm, "Meat products, a little business, what 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, "Do you include delivery?"
"There is no service that money can't buy. As long as you add money, you can get it anywhere." Song Haoran smiled: "Of course, if it goes to space, there is nothing we can do."
"How do you calculate it?" the man asked next.
Song Haoran said calmly: "Then it depends on whether you want beef, mutton, or pork."
"ox."
"What about the quantity?"
"One head is enough, butcher 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, Lluvia 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!"
"I'm sorry, I can't buy a ticket." Song Haoran quickly stood up and apologized: "How about you let me sit across from you? I think the lady 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 quickly stood up and said, "Ok, ok, easy! Easy, man! I'm leaving now, okay?"
No one cares either.
Because many people are like this. They cannot 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 slept?" Song Haoran blinked again, "Can't you tell, this kid, really slept? Not bad, he is brave enough... It seems that there is some hope for Kai Zhi San Ye.
.”
"Master, actually..."
"Okay, okay, you go ahead and do your work first." 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, opened the door and walked in. Upon seeing this, Gan Hong 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.
