Gao Xiao Leng

Chapter 170
"Your sister, enthroned, I'm going to the airport to board the plane and return the dragon robe. What are you thinking about every day?" Gao Xiaoleng said angrily.

"Hey, I see you are the emperor's farmhouse, I thought you were going to be the emperor for real!" Li Hai said triumphantly, stroking his mustache.

Then Gao Xiaoleng stopped talking to Li Hai, because he had to concentrate on brushing his teeth.

Li Hai was stroking his mustache and asking questions, mainly asking Gao Xiaoleng what he was going to do from a dozen different angles.

Although Gao Xiaoleng didn't answer him a word, it made Gao Xiaoleng think of one thing, and that was asking for leave.

Although the fake Han Xiaocui from Yingbaoda No. [-] Factory had already done it for him, but he had to write a leave note to get the fake one from Emperor Farmhouse.

At this time, Gao Xiaoleng had finished washing and changing clothes, so he took a paper and a pen from the cash register, and wrote out a leave note by hand.

Li Hai didn't pay attention to it at first, he was still stroking his mustache and admiring Gao Xiaoleng's calligraphy with relish.

Suddenly, Fatty Wang at the side yelled first.

"Brother-in-law, Boss Gao wants to take leave, what should you do?" Fatty Wang, who was chewing his fingers leisurely, screamed and almost bit his finger.

"I saw it, I'm not blind!" Li Hai stroked his mustache in horror.

"I think you're free, so go and paste this leave note on the gate." Gao Xiaoleng handed the leave note to Li Hai, then took out his cell phone and started making calls.

It was Gao Xiaoleng who arranged for Wang Chong to go to Pan Wenjun to entrust tax declaration, mainly saying that the cash was in her original room, and that if there was anything she didn't understand, just ask Li Hai for help.

"What do you need my help with?" Li Hai finally found a chance to intervene.

"You'll know when the time comes." Gao Xiaoleng hurried out.

"Yeah, this question is not important, what is important is how many days do you want to take leave?" Li Hai could also see that time was running out.

"Isn't it written on the leave note?" Gao Xiaoleng quickened his pace, because Han Xiaocui had already fought a guerrilla with Zhu Xiaobai outside the gate.

"Your leave note says that it will open the day after tomorrow, but there is no date of signing. This is the routine of tomorrow after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow!" Li Hai complained, stroking his mustache.

"Try to get it done in two days. Help me take care of Wang Chong and Zhu Xiaobai in these two days." Gao Xiaoleng has already got into the fiery red sports car driven by Han Xiaocui.

"Boss Gao, where are you going? Take me with you, okay?" Li Hai begged while stroking his mustache.

"Not good! Thousands of miles away, do you have a visa?" Han Xiaocui kicked the gas pedal angrily and drove away the sports car.

A sports car is a sports car. Not only does it start extremely fast, but it also doesn’t cause dizziness. It’s good to have money.

Although Gao Xiaoleng has ridden in this sports car before, he has never ridden in such a fast sports car. It only takes one hour from here to the airport. This is because the city of Shanghai is too big. If it is a small city in the mainland, It can probably be turned around.

At this time, there is still an hour before the plane takes off, but the anti-lock security checks and procedures gave Gao Xiaoleng a headache. He also took out his god-level lighter, but the lady in charge of the security check said it didn't need a security check.

"Sir, although this pen looks expensive and exquisite, it doesn't need to be checked in. You just need to put it in your pocket." The lady in charge of the security check said very politely.

"A country bumpkin who has never flown before has to check even a pen. It's ridiculous." Han Xiaocui teased with a pointed chin.

Gao Xiaoleng didn't make any excuses, even though he was indeed a country bumpkin who had never been on a plane, but he didn't care about this matter anymore, after all, he was still a metal lighter when he just touched it, how could it be turned into a pen now? ?

Could the system still have magic?

No, no, Gao Xiaoleng would rather believe that the black technology of the system can turn a lighter into a pen.

after an hour……

The plane had already flown into the blue sky, but Gao Xiaoleng was still thinking about the pen next to the lighter.

"Hey, bumpkin, does it make you nervous to fly for the first time?" Han Xiaocui, who was seated next to her, joked.

"No." Gao Xiaoleng replied expressionlessly.

"Then why are you in a daze?" Han Xiaocui turned on the gossip mode.

"I need to catch up on sleep." Gao Xiaoleng closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"Do you know that it's very rude of you to look like this?" Han Xiaocui's voice was a little sharp.

"It's rude to disturb someone's dream." Gao Xiaoleng stopped talking to Han Xiaocui.

Two and a half hours later, Gao Xiaoleng and Han Xiaocui landed at Sapporo's Kuchitose Airport.

Soon they were picked up by a group of people holding Gao Xiaoleng's name. By the time Gao Xiaoleng saw Minister Jin Bowen, it was already 01:30 in the afternoon.

Jin Bowen's first words when he saw Gao Xiaoleng were: "Take a good nap and prepare for the qualifiers of the All-Eastern Cooking King Competition at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Why is it still the qualifier?" Gao Xiaoleng asked impatiently.

"Xiao Leng, don't be too arrogant. Although you are better than Momoe Yamaguchi, that Miyazaki Qingyi is too powerful. It is said that he went to the emperor's farmhouse to find you yesterday?" Minister Jin Bowen expressed his expression Seriously.

"Oh, you mean that 17-year-old boy brought by the tall and thin old man?" Gao Xiaoleng was naturally impressed.

"What kind of thin and tall old man? That's Miyazaki Hataro. His Hataro cuisine is popular all over Southeast Asia!" Jin Bowen shook his head and said.

"Is it possible that if you defeat Miyazaki Qingyi, you can get the title of some kind of cooking king?" Gao Xiaoleng yawned.

"You can say that, but it's not easy to defeat him. He is like a god. Many famous culinary masters have been convinced, including Momoe Yamaguchi." Minister Jin Bowen said earnestly.

"Did I participate in this afternoon's preliminaries, so I can directly participate in tomorrow's finals?" Gao Xiaoleng really wanted to catch up on sleep, after all, sleeping on the plane and in the car was very uncomfortable.

"Okay, hurry up and go to sleep, as long as you can defeat Miyazaki Seiyi, our Daqianmen will fully support you." Minister Jin Bowen once again threw out the bait.

"What's the point of just defeating Miyazaki Qingyi? If I can win the title of King of Japanese Cuisine, can you promise me something?" Gao Xiaoleng suddenly remembered the spy mission Longxing had given him.

"Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will satisfy you." Minister Jin Bowen was a little crazy.

(End of this chapter)