Chapter 390: The Problem of Going Home

"Great Chief, you look great today. At breakfast time, the stout secretary Tinick looked at Zhang Dixian with a red face and couldn't help but say hello like this.

After hearing this, Zhang Dixian felt a little bit about himself.

Indeed, after a rather memorable drive last night, except for some special needs, the three-wheeled motorcycle has been deliberately driving on dirt roads full of big potholes.

As a result, I have my own farts * eggs, and now I am a little faintly painful, and everything else can be said to be good.

Even, even if a temporary channel with a failed forecast is then dealt with.

After working all night, he still feels refreshed and indescribably energetic.

"Thanks, Tinik, you look good in spirits too. Like an elegant superior, Zhang Dixian said this to his secretary in a reserved manner.

Then a new command was given:

"Let the kitchen prepare an extra breakfast, and then help me inform the commissioner Zhao Haoran of the Shenwang Bureau, and tell him that I invite him to have breakfast, and ask him to come over because I have important things to discuss with him. ”

After hearing the great leader's orders, Tinick, the secretary of the five major and three coarse, did not go to handle it immediately.

Instead, with a very skillful technique, he tied a white napkin around his neck for Zhang Dixian's goods, and then retreated to work on those orders.

The great leader Zhang has always liked to hold a big basin and eat and drink rice noodles with a 'snort, swoop'.

There is no way to correct this way of being extremely rude and not having the dining manners of the superiors.

However, as a qualified secretary, Tinnick could only try to improve the situation if he wanted to be the supreme leader of the power of two million people and not end up being reduced to other outsiders.

For example, tie a crisp white napkin to make it look more elegant and stylish......

Ten minutes later, even Zhang Dixian, who deliberately slowed down the speed of dining, waited for Zhao Haoran, who had come here, after killing two large pots of rice noodles.

When this thing walked in, it still looked like it hadn't woken up.

The huge eye droppings in the corner of the eye indicate that the goods didn't even wash their faces, so they hurriedly ran over.

After seeing this scene, Zhang Dixian didn't need to ask to know that this thing must have been playing a mobile game last night and fell asleep until late.

I didn't sleep for two hours, and I was woken up by myself.

Because since I knew that after eating the various wild fruits and medicinal herbs that I had exchanged for those points every month, the degree of true yuan growth was much faster than that of hard cultivation, this thing began to be in such a salted fish state.

Zhang Dixian is not his father, and after saying it once or twice, he saw that the effect was not great, so he could only let him continue to salted fish.

Anyway, there is an old saying that the salted fish is cool for a while, and the salted fish is always cool, and if you want to salted fish, you will go with him!

Sure enough, after Zhao Haoran sat down, he picked up the chopsticks and casually stirred the side dishes in the rice noodles, and proudly showed off:

"In the last night, I ate chicken twice, awesome~"

"Awesome! How many rounds were played last night. Zhang Dixian asked politely.

"Dozens of them!" Zhao Haoran replied by the way when he was eating rice noodles in his mouth.

Hearing this answer, Zhang Dixian, who didn't play games much before, really couldn't think of it, and only ate chicken twice after playing so many games, what was so good about such a result.

Fortunately, he called this goods over, and it was not a trivial matter of how many times he ate chicken.

Zhang Dixian stopped talking for a while, and after trying to eliminate the last pot of rice noodles, he began to say his intention to notify Zhao Haoran to come over:

Lao Zhao hurriedly finished eating, packed his luggage after eating, and waited for a trip back to China with me. ”

During this period of time, Zhao Haoran, who has always been a salted fish, was extremely happy, and he was immediately so frightened that he couldn't even hold the chopsticks in his hand.

The main thing is that he suddenly realized something in horror:

If he didn't wake up like this, if he was seen by the Zhou boss of the General Administration after he went back, he would have pulled off a layer of his skin alive.

But if he comes for a period of time, and the ideological education is strengthened, wouldn't life be worse than death.

"Go back, what are you going back for? He asked very weakly.

Zhang Dixian replied confidently: "Of course, I will go to Longhu Mountain first, systematically learn the knowledge of the ancestral court's talismans, and see if I can't help but find out the problem that the brightness and power of the stone pillar will be greatly reduced after transplanting." ”

"Also, isn't there more than 20 days left before the New Year? I want to go back to my home in Baoqing City to celebrate the New Year, what does it mean to celebrate the New Year outside? ”

When he said the latter sentence, Zhang Dixian looked unusually reasonable.

It's as if he is here in Pearl City, not the supreme supreme leader at all, but a migrant worker who has been busy for a year, and it is natural for him to plan to go home for the New Year a year ago.

Poor Zhao Haoran was very stunned for a while before he reacted from Zhang Dixian's arrogance.

After a rare serious start, Zhao Haoran's business level is still quite good.

His face, which was still, suddenly became serious, and then he said in a rather tactful tone: "Chief Zhang, there is naturally no problem if you want to go back, but other things are not so simple. ”

Subsequently, in Zhao Haoran's explanation, Zhang Dixian finally figured out the Tao:

First of all, his current actual identity is already the supreme head of a big force.

Even if he has always claimed that the Mutual Aid Association is a non-governmental organization formed spontaneously by the people, river crabs and friendship, but in fact, everyone knows what is going on.

If he goes back in this capacity, even if he goes back in the name of a private person, according to Huaguo's usual way of reception, he is not allowed to wander around arbitrarily at all.

Under normal circumstances, Huaguo should at least send people with certain corresponding identities to receive them on an equal footing.

Where do you want to go later, maybe it is also what you saw in the news, there are police motorcycles driving the road ahead, accompanied by personnel from relevant departments.

Secondly, a series of inheritance and learning in Longhu Mountain have strict ancestral rules.

In fact, with Zhang Dixian, it is not impossible to learn anything when he goes back as a disciple of this branch, but if he goes to the sky, it is some basic inheritance.

Even like Zhao Haoran, an elite disciple in Longhu Mountain, if he wants to learn some of these important inheritances, he also needs to make some important contributions before he can be qualified to study.

The only person who can really learn all the inheritances without restrictions is the next generation of Heavenly Master candidates from the Zhang family.

This descendant of the Zhang family refers to Zhang Zheng, the elder brother of Longhushan's generation.

As for Zhang Dixian, although his surname is also Zhang, he will not receive any preferential treatment, and even if he reports the name of Zhang Dixian of the Mutual Aid Association, it is also not good.

Zhang Dixian's planet is indeed quite awesome.

The problem is that with the ancestral rules of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, no matter how good you are, it's useless......

After listening to Zhao Haoran's explanation, Zhang Dixian fell into a long silence for a while, and in his heart, he complained even more strongly:

What is this called, he just wants to go home for the New Year.