According to the plan, they needed to take the train from São Paulo. After arriving at a certain city, they would transfer to a plane and leave the country to reach the 'home' mentioned by Song Haoran.
That was already a place in another country. Of course, geographically speaking, it was still located on the continent of South America.
At dawn, they had already set off by car. They left Rio due to the blackout caused by yesterday's storm and caught the train from São Paulo.
Song Haoran visited Luoqiu last night and received Luoqiu's reply in the middle of the night.
He was not surprised that Luoqiu replied so quickly. Although all of this seemed to go unexpectedly smoothly in his opinion.
However, his superhuman intuition felt that there was no problem with this matter. Without a doubt, Song Haoran trusted his superhuman intuition very much.
The train passed through the emerald green forest road, making a roaring sound.
Now, he was already in the first-class cabin of the train with Luoqiu. Song Haoran was naturally not short of money. Of course, he would not treat himself badly when traveling.
At the same time, Luoqiu also saw the so-called Xiao Li and Ah Qiang.
Of course, he now knew that Xiao Li's name was Lluvia. The real name of the one who used to be Ah Qiang was Oni.
Lluvia and Oni looked at Luoqiu with a somewhat strange gaze. This was because Song Haoran did not reveal Luoqiu's identity to them. He only said that he would be a very important 'guest' of his father.
At the same time, Lluvia and Oni also found out through some special channels that their father, who had not left the base in recent years, seemed to have taken action this time. He began to ask people to arrange the itinerary. This time, the meeting with Luoqiu seemed to be in another city outside the base.
Although it was not in the base, it was actually a place where the Iris Flower's power was deeply rooted. A Iris Flower could be a place where a local ruler could rule.
Be that as it may, this was indeed the first time his father had left in the past few years. Even if it was a leader of a traditional faction in South America like the Flame King, his father would not personally come out of the base to meet him.
Luoqiu's identity really piqued Lluvia and Oni's curiosity. Additionally, Song Haoran was really kind to Luoqiu.
"Could this be the military advisor's illegitimate child?"
Lluvia and Oni naturally weren't in the same cabin as Song Haoran and Luoqiu. Instead, they stood guard outside like guards.
Lluvia rolled her eyes. She didn't know how she had been able to partner with this guy all this time. She was actually able to endure until now.
Oni was used to seeing this. He chuckled and said, "You better believe me. Back in my village, there were a lot of thirteen- or fourteen-year-olds who were fathers of children! I heard that the military advisor's homeland also has a tradition of early marriage and early childbirth! "
"Military Advisor is only 29 years old this year! No matter how you look at it, Luoqiu is only 21 or 22 years old this year! You can give birth when you are seven or eight years old? "Lluvia rolled her eyes again.
Oni shrugged and said shamelessly, "Anyway, I lost my first time when I was nine years old. It was with the lady next door. In the past, people called me 'Oni next door'! "
"You're just a boar who only knows how to breed." Lluvia viciously stepped on Oni's foot.
The two of them began to quarrel with each other – however, at this moment, someone suddenly walked past their seat and seemingly left something behind. It was a note.
Lluvia pretended to casually pick it up. Then, she opened it and glanced at Oni. Finally, the two of them left their seats one after the other and went to the other cabin.
Before leaving, Lluvia took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Song Haoran.
…
Song Haoran appeared to be very interested in the scenery outside the window.
He rested his chin on his hand as he looked outside the window. At the same time, his other hand was playing with a round plate. This plate was something that he always wore around his neck. At this moment, Luoqiu was sitting opposite him, quietly reading a book.
The mobile phone placed on the simple table suddenly rang with a text message. Luoqiu and Song Haoran glanced at the mobile phone at the same time. Then, their eyes met.
Song Haoran did not seem to be in a hurry to read the content of the message. He just gave a faint smile and looked out the window again.
"A very special plate," Luoqiu suddenly asked.
Song Haoran looked over and asked, "Are you interested?"
Luoqiu said, "I just feel that very few people would wear a plate. Is there any special story behind this thing? I think you are thinking about something. "
Song Haoran suddenly became mysterious at this time. He lowered his voice and said, "If I tell you that this plate is something that God gave to human beings, and it can bring incredible power to the person who owns it, would you believe it?"
Luoqiu was startled. After turning his eyes, he chuckled and said, "For example, the black python that appeared in your adventure story?"
"You haven't answered me yet. Do you believe it or not?" Song Haoran's playful expression became stronger.
Luoqiu simply said, "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 at this time, then opened his hands in front of Luoqiu.
His fingers were very slender, which should be very suitable for playing the piano.
Song Haoran pinched the sleeves of his hands, then waved them in front of Luoqiu. Then he took out a coin and put it in his left hand, then clenched both hands at the same time and put it in front of Luoqiu.
"Which hand do you think this coin is in now?" Song Haoran asked with a smile.
Luoqiu pointed at his right hand.
Song Haoran opened his right hand, but there was nothing.
He then opened his left hand. The coin was still in his left hand, and there was no change. Song Haoran chuckled at this time, "Does this count as incredible power?"
Luoqiu smiled, then looked out the window, "You are like the sun."
"I just feel that you are a little boring." Song Haoran put the coin on the table, then spun it, as if he could play with this coin happily.
"Actually, there is no need for the two of us to book this place." Luoqiu said casually, "Why don't you let your friends sit together?"
"They have some other things to do, so they can sit in the back carriage." Song Haoran looked at Luoqiu and blinked, "As for booking this place, the purpose is very simple."
Luoqiu showed a puzzled look.
Song Haoran suddenly clapped his hands, and a steward outside the first-class cabin pushed the door open and walked in, holding a bottle of red wine in her hand.
"Wine?" Luoqiu was a little surprised.
Song Haoran shook his head, then suddenly stood up, "She is the one who will drink with you."
Song Haoran smiled and walked behind the steward, gently holding her arms, "She will make you feel less bored. Of course, if you want to do something, there is enough time … Well, I have something to do next."
"Wait …" Luoqiu frowned.
"Take good care of this distinguished guest, beautiful lady."
"Yes, Mr. Song."
And so … Song Haoran patted his butt and left.
There was no doubt that this was a woman with a very good figure and appearance, and she was also an Asian, very much in line with the Chinese aesthetic standards.
"Sir, may I sit down?" The woman sat down and exhaled, "My name is Gan Hong."
Boss Luo nodded, and at the same time, he was curious about the woman's accent, "Your accent?"
The woman's eyes were filled with lust, and she bit her lips, then took out two glasses from under the table, and intentionally or unintentionally moved closer to Boss Luo.
"My father is Vietnamese, and my mother is Thai." Gan Hong smiled slightly, and skillfully opened the bottle of red wine.
"Did Mr. Song say anything to you?" Boss Luo asked curiously.
Gan Hong said softly, "Take good care of you, and make you satisfied. No matter … "
She slightly bent down, and a charming and deep line faintly appeared at her collar, and her voice was even more gentle, "… No matter what."
"No matter what?" Boss Luo nodded.
"No matter what." Gan Hong was so gentle that she was like a female slave that only existed in ancient times.
"Then let's sleep." Boss Luo nodded.
Gan Hong was stunned, then she smiled and said, "Sir, you are really direct … So, how do you want to sleep? Is it down there? Or … is … is … is … is … "
Gan Hong lowered her head and directly fell asleep. Luoqiu shook his head, and slightly moved his arm outward, and Gan Hong's body was sent to the seat next to the aisle.
"If it's the surname Gan, it should be a big surname in Vietnam."
A familiar voice sounded.
After dealing with Gan Hong, Luoqiu, who had just opened the book, heard You Ye's voice. Boss Luo closed the book and looked up.
In the aisle of the carriage, Miss Maid was wearing a train attendant's outfit, pushing a dining car. After a long time, Boss Luo vaguely knew that Miss Maid had a hobby of dressing up.
For example, when she went to other people's laboratories, she would wear a white coat, saying that it would be more suitable for the environment.
"Sir, it's afternoon tea time, do you need anything?"
If he didn't know her, he would probably think that she was a high-quality train attendant in charge of the first-class cabin on this train.
Boss Luo smiled and cooperated, "What do you have here?"
Miss Maid smiled, "Cupuacu salad and tobacco rolls. As for drinks, we have special fruit tea or Ipanema coffee."
Miss Maid opened the exquisite silver covers one by one, and then used two different cups to serve the fruit tea and coffee. Finally, she used an ordinary glass to pour a glass of water, and placed them one by one in front of Boss Luo.
Napkins and tableware were also placed one by one.
"Sir, please enjoy." Miss Maid, who disguised as a train attendant, nodded with a smile, and then left with the dining car.
"Sit down, since you are here, accompany me." Luoqiu ordered.
Originally, the amount inside was enough for two people to eat. Seeing the disguised servant girl sitting across the table, Luoqiu asked with a smile, "I remember that I left in the morning?"
"But didn't Master say that I can take care of everything in the restaurant now? Also, did Master ask me to remember to arrange the mealtimes so that I can taste the best? "
"Well … And then?" Boss Luo asked with interest.
Miss Maid said softly, "Only a meal with you is worth remembering."
After opening the napkin, Luoqiu nodded with a smile, "My uncle shouldn't be back so soon … Well, Miss Chef, don't you want to introduce the recipe of this tobacco roll to me?"
"My pleasure."
The train ran on the track, the roaring sound was actually rhythmic. The afternoon sun turned into mottled light blocks under the curtains.
Flying green onions.
Leisurely time.
And sleeping quietly … the original train attendant, Miss Gan Hong.
…
Song Haoran took a cup of coffee from the service desk in the back carriage. After passing by several carriages, he found Oni and Lluvia.
They had arrived earlier and were now sitting in a booth. There was another slightly older man sitting in the booth. Oni sat next to him.
Seeing Song Haoran coming, Oni stood up and pretended not to know him, "Excuse me, I want to go to the washroom."
Song Haoran shrugged and made way for Oni to pass. He sat down himself. He looked at the man inside and said indifferently, "I'm a little tired, do you mind if I take a rest here?"
The man said casually, "Whatever."
Song Haoran seemed to strike up a conversation at this time, "What's your occupation, sir?"
The man's eyes flickered, seeming to be nervous, but his voice was calm … or deliberately calm, "Meat products, a small business, what about you?"
"I'm running a farm." Song Haoran said with a prideful tone, "Every animal in our farm is fed with the best feed, regularly checked and vaccinated. All the documents are complete. Of course, the price is slightly higher. However, it is definitely worth it. "
"Is that so?" The man nodded. "Does it include delivery?"
"There is no service that cannot be bought with money. As long as you pay more, it can be delivered anywhere." Song Haoran smiled and continued, "Of course, if it's going to space, there is nothing we can do."
"How do you calculate it?" The man continued asking.
Song Haoran said coolly, "That depends on whether you want beef, mutton or pork."
"Cattle."
"How many?"
"One is enough. Slaughter them all, get all the documents and procedures, then keep them in cold storage."
"Address?"
"Here." The man pulled out a card.
"The rule in our farm is to pay half of the deposit. Is that okay with you?" Song Haoran kept the card.
"All right."
At the same time, Lluvia, who was seated opposite them, nonchalantly tidied up her clothes before leaving – however, before leaving, she retrieved a black briefcase from under the table.
Not long after, Oni returned. Looking at Song Haoran who was still seated in his seat, he frowned and said, "Brother, this is my seat!"
"Sorry, sorry, I can't get a seat ticket," Song Haoran quickly stood up and apologized, "How about letting me sit opposite you? I see that young lady has already left. How about letting me sit for a while? "
"Scram!" Oni squeezed out a ferocious expression.
Song Haoran quickly stood up and said, "OK, OK, easy! EASY，MAN！ I'll leave now, OK? "
No one cared.
Because many people were the same. Unable to buy a seat ticket, they only had a standing ticket. Thus, they began searching for the empty seats.
…
…
When Song Haoran returned, the female flight attendant named Gan Hong had just walked out from the first-class cabin.
She rubbed her neck, a puzzled look on her face.
Song Haoran looked at her in surprise and then blinked his eyes.
Gan Hong shook her head and gritted her teeth. "I am sorry, young master. I think I fell asleep …"
"Really fell asleep?" Song Haoran blinked again. "This kid, can't you tell? Really fell asleep? Not bad, you have quite the guts … it seems there is hope for you to have children. "
"Young master, actually …"
"All right, all right. You can go do your thing first." Song Haoran waved his hand and said, "Go back and receive your reward."
"No, young master. Actually, I …"
"Go, go." Song Haoran continued waving his hand and pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing this, Gan Hong felt that there was a misunderstanding. However, she did not want to make it public. Thus, she quietly left.
Song Haoran walked back to his seat and patted Luoqiu on the shoulder. "How was it? Good times?"
"Something like that." Boss Luo smiled and lowered his head to read his book.
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