The first class of international flights is expensive and comfortable. Although it is comfortable and high cooling, he is not in the mood to enjoy anything. He only wants the plane to arrive in France as soon as possible. As soon as he gets on the plane, he finds his seat and takes out a pile of thick materials to read. This stack of data was collected during the waiting time, and the long flight time should not be wasted.

The notebook is put aside. When the flight is smooth, he still has several cooperation plans to work on. The first one to bear the brunt is the green food cooperation plan with pumice. Obviously, just cooperating with pumice does not seem to be the ultimate goal of gaoleng.

In his thick stack of information, the general English information is about green food, and the other small part is about several domestic catering giants.

All of a sudden, a faint fragrance came. It was a touch of Gardenia fragrance, elegant and pure. Gao Leng looked up and was slightly surprised that the Korean super red artist song Qiao was sitting next to him. Song Qiao was four years older than Gao Leng by age, but he was very pretty and could not see that he was the elder sister.

Song Qiao's early TV play was very popular in the Empire. It can be said that almost every girl had seen that love tragedy film. At that time, she was called a goddess in the news. Now, Gao lengliang thinks that the media really didn't blow on her. Her skin can be broken and her figure is concave and convex. Although she is small, she is very interesting.

She is not very good-looking on camera, I look much better than in the camera, Gao Leng thought, politely nodded to her, and handed her a famous movie. In his memory, Korean is famous for being polite. The girls in it have to bend slightly to shout oba when they see a man, but they didn't expect that song Qiao only coldly rushed to Gao Leng after he reached out his hand to take the business card After his head, he seemed to frown slightly. The bag in his hand was immediately taken away and put away by his assistant. He wanted to keep a distance from Gao Leng.

Korean star, clear high ball, high cold sneer, South Korea's entertainment industry is rotten, he is an expert, let alone the years of Korean wind blowing fiercely, song Qiao is a red too long, even if someone wants to tell her a few words, want a signature or something.

Gao Leng doesn't pay attention to it any more. He turns around and continues to look at the data.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong, two short messages. Gao Leng takes a look. One is from LV Yajun. It's very short: next chance, a friend will come to pick up the plane. This man is an old friend of mine. If you encounter any problem that can't be solved by law in France, please ask him.

The problem that the law cannot solve is the French underworld.

The other one is from Su Su: the Housekeeper will pick up the plane. I think there are many people at the airport. Miss Mu needs to rest when she is injured. She will wait for you at the villa. The Housekeeper will tell you other details.

It's about ten hours for Beijing to fly to France. Ten hours is a long time for others, but it's not enough for Gao Leng. After reading the materials quickly, he opened his notebook and began to write plans and cooperation. The original owner Gao Leng's English is excellent, and Gao Leng's knowledge has been followed after his rebirth, so he is handy in making English plans.

Ten hours, the song Qiao star also occasionally looked at Gao Leng, and was impressed by his fast English.

"This gentleman, this is what you are writing..." the journey is boring. Finally, Miss Song, who had a high face, could not bear to be bored and took the initiative to speak.

"I'm working." Gao Leng didn't lift his head and replied coldly. He didn't have time to talk about anything with the Korean star, especially the big star who just had a clear face. Gao Leng's first business now is to take mu xiaoleng home. The second business is to develop his career quickly and see if he can help mu Zhengtang.

He doesn't like to be disturbed when he is busy.

Song Qiao's face collapsed awkwardly and didn't speak any more. Gao Leng had been busy for ten hours, wrote several plans, and closed his notebook when the plane landed. His body is different from ordinary people. Ten hours of work is nothing to him. He is still in high spirits. On the other hand, Miss Song Qiao was tired.

To be exact, almost all the people on the plane looked tired.

Long distance flight, not so easy to take.

After getting off the plane, it was humid and warm. It rained in Paris. The climate was similar to that of the Empire in autumn. It was slightly cool and cold. The VIP pick-up port and several first-class passengers also went there. As soon as they arrived at the airport, a group of people turned their eyes on them.

Yishuier's black suit, yishuier's 1.9-meter-old man, yishuier's Mexicans. Lao Mo's bodyguards are very famous in Europe. One of the bodyguards held up a sign, which said: Gao Leng.

"Underworld." Behind him came the whispers of an imperial compatriot, and then heard song Qiao and their mighty group of people in Korean, probably also said this wave of people.

It's really eye-catching. At first glance, the old Mo bodyguards are coming to pick up the plane. They are a group of forces.

Gao Leng strode past. In front of the group of Mexican bodyguards stood a middle-aged man, an imperialist. Seeing Gao Leng coming, he quickly stretched out his hand: "Mr. Gao, you are much more handsome than in the photo." President Lu is really safe in his work. He sent the photos early to facilitate the pick-up.

"Mr. Gao, here it is." At this time, a familiar voice came from not far away. Gao Leng looked up and saw the old housekeeper of Su Su's family come over with four or five followers behind him.Good guy, there are more people who pick up Gao Leng than a group of VIP guests. They walk to the parking garage surrounded by the old housekeeper. He whispers to Gao Leng all the way about what happened after mu xiaoleng came to France. When he hears Gao Leng's anger rising, his hands creaking.

"Lu Gaofei, paddy field receives." High cold read a, hate to the bone.

When I got to the garage, I saw four Humvees and two Audi R8 parked in unison. It was obvious that the Humvees were driven by the bodyguards sent by Lu Yajun's friends, while the Audi R8 was driven by the housekeeper and his party.

"Damn it, this guy's coming from all directions and picking up the plane is like firing." The imperial compatriots who came all the way behind him couldn't help sighing. The voice was a little loud. Standing beside Gao Leng, the bodyguards looked at Gao Leng.

The man didn't know how to walk. He stood awkwardly in the same place. After a few seconds, he bent over and ran to his car. These days, in Europe, he can take a Mexican bodyguard and two hummers, which is not provoking.

"This man... Where did he come from?" Song Qiao murmured, and took out the business card Gao Leng had given her before. She didn't pay attention to it. The agent next to her quickly came over and turned the business card to the back. The back was in English and read: "general manager of Xingsheng magazine."

"Just a general manager of a magazine, so good?" Song Qiao went to pick up her car. Her car was parked next to the Hummer, BMW 7 series, just like a tractor.

"What a pity! You just sat next to him! This man must be from the media. The next step is to return to the Empire. It's a pity! " Song Qiao's agent regrets that his intestines are about to break, and song Qiao's face also shows a rather regretful expression, smiling at Gao Leng.

Gao Leng glanced at her and turned to the old housekeeper and held out his hand: "thank you for coming to pick up the plane. Thank you for your hard work. You send me the address of the villa. I'll go to the villa after I'm busy." Said, he pointed to the two Hummers: "now, I go to clean up that Lu Gaofei."

Obviously, if Gao Leng guessed that mu xiaoleng might be wronged and very angry, then the situation that the old housekeeper reported to him was far more disgusting than he thought.

Gao Leng, angry!

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