Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from Japan

"Not a little girlfriend..."

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, thinking to himself, "Who would dare to flirt with someone as fierce as Xiaolongnu? Is Liu Miaomiao not cute enough or Chen Wenwen not gentle enough? Even if someone is arrogant, there's still Xiaotiannu, isn't there?"

Although Liu Miaomiao and he were in an ambiguous relationship, the other two were still uncertain.

No, no, damn it, why did I include Little Fairy again? She's a brother!

Lu Mingfei found that his romantic relationships were getting more and more complicated, so he simply ignored them and went straight to Xia Mi's room, gently pushing open the door.

The lights were off. Lu Mingfei followed the moonlight to Xia Mi's bedside. She was still the same as she had been that morning, lying peacefully in bed.

Moonlight streamed into the room, its pale glow gently illuminating Xia Mi's beautiful face. Her expression remained unchanged from that morning, neither joyful nor sorrowful. The moonlight revealed each of her thick eyelashes.

Was it because he was too tired from last night's battle? Or was it because he was pierced by Odin's spear?

He remembered the eye-shaped pattern on Xia Mi's chest and wanted to take a closer look.

However, Xia Mi is currently asleep, and it's rather indecent for a man and a woman to go and pull at each other's clothes alone.

If Xia Mi wakes up halfway through, then it would be impossible to clear my name even if I jumped into the Yellow River.

"Would you like something to eat?"

Lu Mingfei left Xia Mi's room and asked Jiu Demai.

"whatever."

Mai Shude said that she didn't know if it was a side effect of mercury poisoning, but she actually had no appetite. However, she thought that since her boss had already taken action, she should have recovered, and maybe it was just a psychological issue.

Lu Mingfei opened the refrigerator and found only eggs, ketchup, and some simple ingredients and seasonings.

"Then I'll just make something myself?"

"You can cook?" Mai Shude asked with some skepticism.

The Lu Mingfei she knew was clearly a loser and a complete idiot when it came to life.

However, yesterday's encounter made Mai Shude realize that Lu Mingfei's loser persona had collapsed. Not only did he exude a kind of unassuming confidence in his every move, but he was also able to enter the Nibelungen and rescue her.

Is another persona about to collapse now?

“I sometimes cook for myself,” Lu Mingfei said.

Hearing Lu Mingfei's words, Jiu De Mai didn't think much of it, after all, cooking wasn't that difficult. Perhaps it was because after moving out and living alone, she couldn't afford to eat out every day, so she gradually learned to cook.

Mai Shude didn't expect Lu Mingfei's cooking to be particularly delicious. Anyway, she didn't have much of an appetite right now, as long as the food he cooked wouldn't kill her.

However, the aroma wafting from the open kitchen made Mai Shude sense something was amiss, and she unconsciously frowned.

This smell is...

While Mai was still hesitating, Master Lu, who had been busy for half an hour, brought over two plates of rice and placed them on the coffee table in front of Mai.

The moment Mai Shude saw the food on the plate, her pupils contracted sharply.

really! ! !

"I just made a little something, I don't know if you'll like it."

"Isn't this omelet rice?"

There's even a heart squeezed out with ketchup on top! I wonder which Japanese anime this guy learned that from.

“Yes, omelet rice.” Lu Mingfei handed the spoon to Jiu De Mai. “Try it.”

Mai took the spoon, hesitated, scooped up a spoonful and put it in her mouth, then suddenly froze.

This taste...

It tastes just like home!

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Chapter 149 People Attending the Banquet

Mai Shude is not a fundamentalist. As a hardworking frontline worker who travels all over the world all year round, Mai Shude is quite tolerant of food from different places.

Of course, exceptions include things like canned herring from Northern Europe, stargazing in England, and street masala dishes from another ancient Eastern country.

She originally thought that Lu Mingfei's omelet rice was just something he copied from an anime, but she didn't expect it to taste so much like Tokyo.

Where did you learn to cook?

Mai Shude, unwilling to admit that the omelet rice was delicious, asked somewhat defiantly.

“Didn’t Xia Mi say that?” Lu Mingfei said, “My dad taught me in Hawaii.”

If you don't want to talk about it, then you don't want to talk about it.

Mai Shude puffed out one cheek and shoved another spoonful of rice into her mouth, clearly annoyed.

He's just Lu Mingfei...

In fact, Lu Mingfei learned his cooking skills during the three years he lived in the Japanese light novel world. It wasn't that Lu Mingfei wanted to learn; rather, high schools in Japan all offered cooking classes.

In addition, he needs to cook every now and then in his daily life, so Lu Mingfei naturally learned to cook a few authentic hometown dishes.

Of course, it's just the same old few dishes.

Although Mai's mood and energy recovered somewhat after eating, she showed no intention of helping Lu Mingfei clean up.

After Lu Mingfei finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen, Jiu De Mai, who was doing yoga upside down, suddenly asked:

"By the way, do you have any money on you?"

"money?"

Lu Mingfei does have a few tens of thousands of yuan, but he plans to use the majority of it to buy tickets for the WCG Grand Finals in November.

"How much do you want?"

"It's not much, just a few hundred yuan will do. I'll pay you back double later," said Mai Shude. "Just buy me a cheap knock-off phone and a SIM card. I need to contact someone."

Although his injuries should be mostly healed, he was not yet back to his peak condition, and he had no equipment left, including the two knives he always carried, which he had left in Nibelungen.

Just to be on the safe side, Mai Shude decided to stay at Lu Mingfei's house for the time being. With Lu Mingfei there, no matter what, the Nibelungen's influence on reality wouldn't reach this place.

"so."

Lu Mingfei remembered that yesterday, Jiu De Mai had indeed asked him if he had a cell phone, but the Nokia N73 that Xiao Tiannv had given him had gotten wet.

Although I still have an N73 that Liu Miaomiao gave me, the SIM card was ruined after being soaked in water. I was planning to get a replacement when I have some free time.

"Are you in a hurry?" Lu Mingfei asked.

“No rush,” Mai said. “It will be done within this week.”

If I can't be reached for two days, I bet Chip Girl is frantic in Beijing right now.

No, maybe this guy has completely forgotten about contacting me every day. He's so engrossed in watching Korean dramas that he does it day and night.

Since I rarely get a few days off, I'll call the potato chips back after I've rested for a few more days.

Mai Shude thought to herself quite carelessly, unaware that Su Enxi was already frantically searching for her.

The Black Prince International Financial Center, located in the busiest area of ​​the CBD, looks like a towering structure covered with black crystal glass, much like the Tower of Babylon in mythology.

As a major taxpayer and a key supported enterprise in the city, the boss of the Black Prince Group is a prominent figure whose half-body portrait often appears on the front page of the evening newspaper. He has considerable influence in both the underworld and legitimate circles, and photos of the boss with various powerful figures are hung in the company's entrance hall.

This influential figure was nervously preparing for action in his top-floor chairman's office, while a beautiful yet aloof young woman occupied the chairman's seat that should have been his.

On that rather expensive all-redwood boss's desk, there was an open bag of... Lay's potato chips?

Su Enxi was dressed in a very capable office lady outfit, wearing a pair of Cartier rimless glasses, with her legs crossed, her black high heels swaying with the movement of her legs, looking down at Boss Shao like a female general.

"Can't find him?" Su Enxi frowned. "What did you promise me yesterday? You said, 'As long as this person is still in this city, you'll search the ground three feet deep to find him for me,' and now you're telling me you can't find him?"

"That's what I said."

Mr. Shao nervously wiped his sweat.

"But I've used all the connections I can, and all I can confirm is that the young lady disappeared near an illegal internet cafe in the old town. After that, she couldn't be found in any of the surrounding surveillance videos; it's like she vanished into thin air."

"Nonsense, if it's just about going through videos, do you think I can't? I brought you here to help you find connections in the underworld."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The other person was probably less than half his age, but Boss Shao felt a strange pressure from the beautiful girl in front of him.

This pressure wasn't just because she was the personal secretary of the Black Prince Group's largest shareholder, but because she herself possessed an imposing aura that made people unconsciously obey her commands.

The scene fell silent. Boss Shao lowered his head, trying to guess the girl's thoughts like an ancient minister trying to understand the emperor's will. He was torn between whether to continue standing there or find an excuse to leave, and if he wanted to find an excuse, what kind of excuse would be best?

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the office door. Boss Shao subconsciously turned around and saw his very pretty female secretary cautiously peeking half her face out from under the door.

"Um, Mr. Shao..."

The female secretary stammered, her speech as hesitant as when they were alone together, "Mr. Cheng's plane will arrive soon..."

Boss Shao's eyes lit up, thinking that this was the perfect opportunity to find an excuse to leave, but he put on an angry face:

"Don't you know the rules? What's the big deal about this little thing? Can't you see I'm talking to Miss Su?"

"But you had arranged to pick up Mr. Cheng at the airport tonight..."

After being harshly reprimanded by Boss Shao, the female secretary pouted in grievance, thinking to herself, "You're not usually like this to me." Then, her gaze unconsciously shifted to Su Enxi, who was sitting in the boss's chair, wondering who this woman was that Boss Shao would actually reprimand her for.

"Mr. Cheng?" Su Enxi asked with a hint of curiosity. "Which Mr. Cheng?"

"It's that Mr. Cheng."

Mr. Shao respectfully announced the name of a movie star, "The group invested in his latest film. He will be holding a premiere here, followed by a banquet. The company needs a representative to attend."

"Oh." Su Enxi certainly knew the name. Even the boss liked him very much and had collected several of his Blu-ray discs, such as "Plan B," "Delivery Truck," and "Police Story."

"He'll arrive tonight?"

"Yes, they should arrive in about an hour," the female secretary quickly replied.

Su Enxi nodded, then waved her hand, "Then you should go pick them up at the airport first, after all, this matter also concerns the company's reputation."

Anyway, given Mr. Shao's connections, it's unlikely they'll find anything out.

Mai disappeared in full view of everyone. Even if she wasn't involved in the Nibelungen, she was still involved in some extraordinary unexpected event.

In the world of mixed-race people, ordinary people have no power to intervene.