Chapter 794: good time

Chapter 794 Good Times
According to the plan, they need to start from São Paulo as a train, arrive in a certain city, then transfer the plane, and then leave the country to reach the ‘homeland’ mentioned in Song Yuran’s mouth.
That is already the place of another country - of course, geographically, it is still located on the continent of South America.
When the genius was bright, he had already departed by car and left Rio, which had a power outage due to the storm yesterday, and then caught the train on São Paulo.
Song Yuran was visited by Luo Qiu last night and received a reply from Luo Qiu until midnight.
He was not surprised that Luo Qiu had responded so quickly - although all this seemed to him, it seemed to be unexpectedly smooth.
It’s just that his superhuman instincts feel that there is no problem with this matter: there is no doubt that Song Xiaoran is very convinced of his super intuition.
The train passed over the emerald forest road and made a roaring sound.
Now that he and Luo Qiu are in the first class of the train - Song Haoran is naturally the owner of money, and of course he will not be ill-treated.
Luo Qiu also saw the so-called Xiaoli and Aqiang.
Of course, he now knows that ‘Little Li’ is called Lluvia, and the one who once became a name of Aqiang, whose real name is ‘Oni’.
Lluvia and O'Neill looked at Luo Qiu's eyes somewhat oddly - because Song Haoran did not reveal Luo Qiu's identity to them, just saying that he would be a very important ‘guest’.
At the same time, Lluvia and O'Neill also passed some special channels to know that in recent years, they have not left the old camp. This time it seems that there is an action, and it is starting to call people to do the trip. This time, it seems to meet with Luo Qiu. It is another city outside the base camp.
Although it is not in the base camp, it is actually a deep-rooted place where the 'Iris flower' is deeply rooted. A 'Iris flower' can be used as a local ruler.
Despite this, it is indeed the first time that the old man has left in the past few years - even if it is the head of the South American traditional forces like the 'Fire King', the old man will not personally walk out of the base camp to meet.
The identity of Luo Qiu is really angulously curious for Lluvia and O'Neill, and Song’s attitude towards Luo Qiu is really intimate and somewhat inconceivable.
"This will not be the illegitimate child of the military division?"
Lluvia and O'Neill naturally did not have the same cabin as Song Yuran and Luo Qiu, but as a guard, they were on the outside.
Lluvia turned her eyes, she didn't know how she had been working with this guy all the time, and she was able to endure it to this day.
O'Neill used to blame, smirked and said: "You don't believe it. I used to be in my village. I was a 13-year-old child. His father is very much! I heard that the military's motherland seems to have early marriage and early childbearing. Tradition!"
"The military division is only twenty-nine years old this year! Luo Qiu thinks this year is also twenty-two! You can have children when you are seven or eight years old?" Lluvia rolled his eyes again.
O'Neill shrugged and said shamelessly: "In any case, my first time was lost at the age of nine, and the object was the wife of the neighbor's family. People used to call me 'Oni' next door!"
"You will only breed the boar." Lluvia slammed his foot on O'Neill's foot.
The two began to fight against each other - but at this time, some people suddenly walked by their seats, and then there seems to be something left: a note.
Lluvia pretended to pick up inadvertently, then opened his eyes and then looked at O'Neill. The two finally left their seats one after the other and went to another compartment.
Before leaving, Lluvia took out the phone and sent a message to Song Ruran.
......
Song Yiran seems to be very interested in the scenery outside the car window.
He looked at the window while the other palm was playing a round sign. This brand is what he has been wearing on his neck, and Luo Qiu is sitting opposite him and watching a book quietly.
The phone placed on the simple table suddenly sounded a ringtone of short messages. Luo Qiu and Song Yuran looked at the phone at the same time, and then looked at it unexpectedly.
Song Xiaoran did not seem to be anxious to see the content of this message, but just smiled and looked out the window.
"A very special brand." Luo Qiu suddenly asked.
Song Xiaoran looked over. "Are you interested?"
Luo Qiudao: "Just feel that very few people will bring a brand. Is there any special story about this thing? I think you seem to be thinking about something."
Song Xiaoran suddenly became mysterious and whispered, "I will tell you that this brand is God's gift to mankind. It can bring incredible power to those who own it. Do you believe it or not?"
Luo Qiuyi stunned, and after a glimpse of his eyes, he chuckled: "For example, the black giant python that appeared in your adventure story?"
"You haven't answered me yet, you still don't believe it." Song Yanran's face is more intense in color.
Luo Qiu simply said: "At least let me see with my own eyes what the so-called incredible power is."
"Then you are optimistic!" Song Yanran took a deep breath and then opened his hands in front of Luo Qiu.
The fingers of his hands are very slender, which should be very suitable for playing the piano.
Song Yanran pinched the sleeves of his hands, then placed it in front of Luo Qiu, then took out a coin and placed it on his left hand. Then he held his fist at both hands and placed it in front of Luo Qiu.
"Which hand do you say this coin is in now?" Song asked.
Luo Qiu pointed to his right hand.
But Song Yuran opened his right hand and there was nothing.
He then opened his left hand, the coin is still in the left hand, and there is no change, Song Xiaoran sneered at this moment: "This is not an incredible power."
Luo Qiu smiled and then looked out the window. "You are like the sun."
"I just feel that you are a little stuffy." Song Yuran put the coin on the table, then turned it up, it seems that he can play with such a coin.
"In fact, we two people, there is no need to pack here." Luo Qiu said casually: "Why not let your friends sit in together?"
"They still have something else to do, and they can do it in the back compartment." Song Yuran looked at Luo Qiu and blinked. "As for the package, the purpose is very simple."
Luo Qiu showed a confused look.
Song Ruran suddenly patted the palm of his hand at this time. A flight attendant outside the first class door came in at this moment and held a bottle of red wine in his hand.
"Drinking?" Luo Qiu had some accidents.
Song Yanran shook his head and then suddenly stood up. "It is she who drinks with you."
Song Xiaoran smiled and walked behind the flight attendant, gently holding her arms. "She will make you feel boring on the road. Of course, if you want to do something, it is enough time... Well, then I have a little more to do."
"Wait..." Luo Qiu frowned.
"You will call me this VIP, beautiful lady."
"Okay, Mr. Song."
So... Song Haoran patted the and it flashed directly.
Undoubtedly, this is a woman who is very good in size and looks, and she is looking at the autumn wave – she is even an Asian race, which is in line with the aesthetic standards of the Chinese people.
"Sir, can I sit down?" The woman sat down and exhaled like a orchid. "My name is Gan Hong."
Luo boss nodded and was curious about the woman's accent: "Listen to your accent?"
The woman's eyes are covered with spring, biting her lips, and then taking two cups from the table down, intentionally or unconsciously closer to the boss.
"My father is a Vietnamese/Nan, my mother is a Thai/National." Gan Hong smiled and opened the wine bottle with skill.
"What did Mr. Song say to you?" Luo asked curiously.
Gan Hong softly said: "Good hospitality, let you be satisfied. No matter..."
She leaned down slightly, and a charming and deep line appeared at the neckline, and the voice was more gentle, "...anything."
"Anything?" Luo boss nodded.
"Anything." Gan Hong is as gentle as a female slave who only existed in ancient times.
"Let's sleep." Luo boss nodded.
Gan Hongyi, then reacted, then grinned and said: "Sir, you are really direct... So, how do you want to sleep? It is below, still... is... in... ……in……"
When Gan Hongtou was low, he immediately fell asleep. Luo Qiu shook his head and his arm went slightly outward. The red body was sent to the seat next to the aisle.
"If you have a surname, you should be a big surname of Vietnam/South."
The familiar sound is heard.
After treating the red cabbage, Luo Qiu, who had just opened the book, heard the sound of the night. The boss closed the book and lifted his sight.
In the aisle of the carriage, the maidservant was dressed in the costume of a flight attendant and strolled a dining car. After a long time, Luo boss vaguely knew that the maidservant had a dressing hobby.
For example, when you go to someone else's lab, you will wear a white coat, which means that it will be more environmentally friendly.
"Sir, tea time, what do you need?"
If you don't know it, you will probably only be one of the super-high-quality flight attendants on the train who is responsible for calling the first class.
Luo boss smiled, but it was cooperation. "What are you here?"
The flight attendant lady smiled and said: "cupuacu salad and bacon rolls, if you have a drink, there is a special fruit tea, or Ipanema coffee."
The flight attendant opened the beautiful silver meal cover one by one, then used two different cups to separate the fruit tea and coffee, and finally used a normal glass to get a glass of water, one by one placed in Luo’s boss. before.
Napkins, tableware, and then placed one by one.
"Sir, please use it slowly." The maidservant, who was transformed into a flight attendant, nodded with a smile and then pushed the dining car away.
"Sit down, since I am here, I will accompany you." Luo Qiu ordered it.
Originally, the weight inside is enough for two people to eat. Seeing the disguised maid's sister sitting in the opposite position of the table, Luo Qiu said with a funny smile: "I remember that I left in the morning?"
"But the owner is not saying, can I now take care of the things in the store? And the owner also asked me to remember to arrange the time for the meal and try the best taste?"
"Well... then?" Luo asked interestingly.
The maidservant whispered: "It will be worth the taste of me to share with you."
Putting the napkin open, Luo Qiu nodded with a smile: "My uncle, should not come back so soon... Well, Miss Cook, don't you want to introduce me to this bacon roll?"

I am very happy.

The train ran on the track, the roaring sound was actually full of rhythm, and the afternoon sun fainted under the curtains for the mottled light block.
Flying green shallots.
Leisure time.
There is still a quiet sleep... the original flight attendant, Miss Gan Hong.
......
Song Yuran took a lot of coffee from the service desk at the back of the car. After several sections of the car, I found O'Neill and Lluvia.
They arrived early, and they were sitting in a deck. There was another older man sitting in the deck. O'Neill sat next to him.
When Song Songran came over, O'Neill stood up and pretended to be unfamiliar. "Let's borrow, I want to go to the bathroom."
Song Xiaoran shrugged and let the door open for O'Neill to walk, and he sat down. He looked at the man inside and said indifferently: "I am a little tired, don't mind if I take a break here?"
The man said casually: "just."
Song Ruran seems to be talking at this time. "What kind of occupation is this gentleman?"
The man’s eyes are a little flashy, it seems nervous, but the sound is still calm... or deliberately calm,
meat food, a little business, what about you?

"I opened the farm." Song Yanran was quite proud: "Our farm animals, each feeding with the best feed, regular inspections, vaccination needles, complete documents, of course, the price is slightly more expensive. But definitely worth the money."
"Is it?" The man nodded. "Do you ship the package?"
"There is no service that money can't buy. If you add money, you can send it anywhere." Song Xiaoran smiled: "Of course, if it is in space, we have no choice."
"How?" the man then asked.
Song Xiaoran said indifferently: "That depends on whether you want beef, lamb or pork."
"Cattle."
"What about the quantity?"
"One head is enough, the slaughter is clean, the documents and procedures are completed, and then refrigerated."
"address?"
"Give." The man pulled out a card.
"The rule of our farm is to pay half of the deposit first, no problem?" Song Haoran collected the card.
"can."
At this time, the opposite Lluvia sorted out the clothes without any problems, and then left from here - but before leaving, she took a black briefcase from the table.
Soon after, O'Neill came back and looked at Song Yuran, who was still sitting in his position, and frowned. "Man, this is my place!"
"Sorry, sorry, I can't buy a ticket." Song Xiaoran quickly stood up and apologized: "Or, let me sit across the opposite side? I see that the lady is also away, let me sit for a while?"
"Roll!" O'Neill squeezed out the fierce face.
Song Haoran quickly got up and stood up, "OK, OK, EASY! EASY, MAN! I am going OK?"
No one cares.
Because many people do the same, they can't buy tickets and only station tickets, they look for empty positions in a mobile way.
......
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When Song Xiaoran came back, the flight attendant named Gan Hong just came out of the first class cabin.
She rubbed her neck and looked confused.
Song Xiaoran looked at her strangely, then blinked.
Gan Hong shook his head and bit his teeth: "Sorry, young master, I seem to sleep..."
"Is it really asleep?" Song Yanran blinked again. "This kid, can't you see it? Really sleep? Well, courage is big enough... It seems that there is some hope in the leaves." ""
"Young master, actually..."
"Okay, OK, you should go ahead." Song Xiaoran waved his hand directly. "Go back and enjoy the reward."
"No, young master, actually I..."
"Let's go." Song Yuran continued to wave his hand and pushed the door straight and went inside. When Gan Hong saw it, I felt that something had happened, but it was not good enough to leave quietly.
Song Xiaoran walked back to the seat and took a shot of Luo Qiu’s shoulder. "How, good times?"
"Okay." Luo boss smiled and looked down at the book.
Song Xiaoran snorted: sorrow.
(End of this chapter)