Chapter 257 (1/2)
”Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has landed at Kyoto International Airport. The outside temperature is 23 degrees Celsius. The plane is taxiing. For your safety and others, please don't stand up or open the luggage rack...”
At 1 pm, a flight from Jiangrong city landed at Kyoto airport.
”Wow, it's worthy of Kyoto. The airport is several times bigger than Jiangrong.”
Zhang Zhiqin looked out of the window and sighed.
Like Fang Xiaole, Zhang Zhiqin came to Kyoto for the first time. They were both excited because they came to the first metropolis in China and because they were about to meet the person they wanted to surprise her.
Of course, not all surprises
When they left the airport, Fang Xiaole dialed Hong Sanshi.
”Brother Hong.”
”Brother, why do you think of calling me?”
Hong Sanshi's lazy voice came and seemed to be sleeping.
”Brother Hong, excuse me for your rest?”
Fang Xiaole subconsciously looked up at the sun hanging in the sky, but considering Hong Sanshi's casual style, it's normal to sleep at noon.
”No, brother, you saved me.”
Hong Sanshi's voice was suddenly filled with gratitude.
”Lao Hong, what are you talking about?”
A warm, soft and waxy voice came from the side. It was the voice of a typical woman in the south of the Yangtze River. Fang Xiaole often heard it on TV. It was Hong Sanshi's wife, Zhao Yue, the film queen.
”Cough, nothing, nothing. I'll go out and answer Fang Xiaole's phone.”
Hong Sanshi coughed. After reporting to his wife, he heard the sound of hearing, and then the sound of closing the door. It is estimated that he came to the living room from the bedroom.
”Brother, brother, I've been suffering recently.”
After leaving his wife, Hong Sanshi began to complain.
”What's the matter, brother Hong?”
Fang Xiaole asked with a smile.
”Your sister-in-law suddenly wants to have children recently. She ordered me to stop drinking, quit smoking and exercise. She even pushed two plays and told me to stay at home every day... Alas, low back pain!”
Sure enough, Hong Sanshi's words made Fang Xiaole laugh.
”Sleeping trough, you still laugh, are you a brother?”
Hong Sanshi asked angrily.
”Sorry, brother Hong, I didn't laugh.”
Fang Xiaole covered his mouth and said.
”You're laughing at me. You haven't stopped!”
Hong Sanshi said sadly, ”what are you calling for? If it's all right, I'll go in and 'work'. ”
Fang Xiaole managed to hold back his smile and said solemnly:
”Brother Hong, I'm here in Kyoto.”
”Sleeping trough, are you in Kyoto? Really? ”
Hong Sanshi was immediately excited and said happily, ”then I have to entertain you well. Everything delicious and fun has to be neat.”
”Brother Hong, what's so funny?”
Fang Xiaole was about to make a polite remark when Hong Sanshi laughed:
”In this way, my little brother and I can rest for a few days. Ha ha, brother, you are really my timely rain!”
Fang Xiaole: ”
After they boasted and farted for a while, Fang Xiaole finally had the opportunity to talk about business:
”Brother Hong, you and your sister-in-law are in Kyoto. I'd like to invite you and your sister-in-law to dinner. When are you free?”