Lazy God Possession

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Above the vast sea, there was a sparkling light.

An airplane flew across the blue sky, trailing a faint trail behind it.

On the plane, there were several leather seats with seat belts fixed around the table covered with white tablecloths. Nanming was sitting in the most central position.

The Italian chef stood next to Nan Ming and helped Nan Ming slowly cut the steak.

The seven-layer cooked steak has a marble-like texture. After standing for a few minutes, all the gravy has been taken into the steak. When it is cut gently, there seems to be red juice leaking out.

It is often mistaken for this to be blood, but in fact it is not. In fact, any animal must undergo the process of bloodletting when slaughtered, otherwise the meat quality will deteriorate, affecting the taste and taste.

These juices are actually solutions of myoglobin.

The so-called myoglobin is the power source that provides energy in the muscle. The reason why beef is called red meat is because of these myoglobins.

The Italian chef carefully moved the knife. The thickness of 3.5 mm was too demanding and made the chef a little tangled.

In fact, the reason why steaks are eaten with a knife is that after cutting, the temperature of the steaks will be quickly lost and the taste will be affected. Therefore, you must eat while cutting. 3.5 mm is not the best option either.

But Nanming likes it that way.

There is no other reason, just because he is lazy.

Others are also carefully cutting steaks. Those who do not often eat Western food often use a lot of effort to cut them. Who knows when they actually cut them, only to find that the steak is much better than expected.

Not because of the sharpness of the knife, but before the steak is fried, it has been beaten with a loose meat hammer to cut off the fiber, and these beef. This is the best beef, the price is better than gold, the entrance is instant, and it is not comparable to the beef of the old cattle in China.

Even so. Nanming is still too lazy to cut, can only say that this person has been lazy.

Seeing Nan Ming waving his chopsticks, eating a plate of steak in front of him, holding a knife and fork, Li Ying sighed, almost sending the knife into his mouth several times. Throw the knife and fork in your hand and say, "Okay, I don't learn anymore, so give me double chopsticks!"

Bring chopsticks and pinch them. What should I cut?

Jiang Sanjia was studying seriously beside him. He glanced at Li Ying and said: "I advise you to learn better, as my little uncle and age. If he asks for special service in the restaurant, it is a matter of course. Use chopsticks. It is also considered to be the vitality and personality of young people. If it is you, let alone the chef, it is estimated that the waiter will spit into the plate. "

Li Ying sighed, yeah, even with the status of Nan Ming, even if you do n’t use a knife and fork during a meal? What about asking the chef to cut it? His words, I'm afraid.

Li Ying suddenly wanted to feel some emotion, ate a steak, and even ate out three or six or nine, which was a high point. This feeling is actually very unpleasant.

Nan Ming looked around and waved the chef back. He asked the chef to help him cut the steak, just to refute the old etiquette of the horse.

Etiquette when eating. There are always special requirements when ordering food. The designated place of origin and location of the beef, the specified sauce, and the specified shape. Is this noble?

Or they may simply show off their privileges, as long as they have sufficient status. Anyone can show off like this.

But he didn't like it.

He is not an old British aristocracy, but a cutting-edge tech industry, what are so many concerns?

As the cutting-edge of the scientific and technological circles, they are the group who are most pursuing freedom and individuality. Do they still live in the ruined castles like old English nobles, and live with housekeeper men and women all day?

Strictly speaking, since Lao Ma became Nanming's steward, the conflict of ideas between him and Nanming has never stopped, not only for the aesthetics of works of art, but also in all aspects of daily life.

The old horse is very stubborn and proud to want to nurture Nan Ming into the elite of the western high society.

Nanming, however, dismissed that hypocrisy and vulgarity.

Such clashes are happening almost every day, but today, Jiang Sanjia and others have become a bystander.

Nan Ming took the knife and fork from the Italian chef and cut the steak at will.

Soon one side of the steak has already been imported. Although it can't be described as elegant, it is definitely very skillful and heavy.

"So you will use a knife and fork!" Jiang Sanjia glared at him.

"What a big deal! You forgot I was a foodie!" Nan Ming proudly said.

"Well, what is Mr. Muller doing now?" Jiang Sanjia suddenly saw the old horse holding the wine cabinet next to her, banging her head desperately.

"Maybe it's a seizure." Nanming sent a piece of fatty and juicy steak into his mouth, and sighed contentedly, feeling the flavour of the original beef with almost no seasoning.

Mueller hugged the wine cooler and burst into tears.

This guy in Nanming actually uses a knife and fork. So in the past two months, what exactly is he doing? Every time he eats a steak, he must help Nanming cut it ...

Was it tricked?

Although Lao Ma failed to cultivate Nan Ming into an English aristocracy, obviously his ideas influenced others.

Jiang Sanjia read the left fork and the right knife next to each other, and the classification of various spoons, muttered, just like the spell of tight hoop.

"How can there be such an exaggeration." Nan Ming reluctantly, "the so-called dining etiquette, as long as the companions dining at the same table do not mind, and do not disturb others, it is enough for a left-handed fork and right-handed knife, there is no need to distinguish so strictly, even if you take Wrong, others might think you are left-handed. Old horse, get double chopsticks for the top three. "

The United States is not a conservative British, nor does it require any gentlemanliness. It is not surprising to ask for chopsticks in a Western restaurant. All meals are called up at once, and no one will think you are ashamed.

Instead, in front of a group of Yankees who have spent a lifetime with knives and forks, show how fast and fast they can take chopsticks and make 18 pairs of changes with chopsticks. They will definitely attack the enemy with their own strength. When you eat takeaway Kung Pao chicken and dumplings, if you do n’t know how to start with your chopsticks, you will definitely remember the fear once dominated by your chopsticks ...

of course. People in China are accustomed to living in the country. One thing is worse than the other. Not everyone can ask the chef to come out and cut the steak into small pieces of 3.5 mm.

After using chopsticks. Jiang Sanjia was finally relieved from the pain, he said suddenly: "Forget it, learn next time ... Anyway, the US police are poor ghosts ..."

He couldn't help but add: "We are even more poor!"

Without the restriction of tableware, Jiang Sanjia took a sip of a steak just like a big slice of meat, and suddenly widened his eyes: "This steak is really delicious! It is much better than the last time I was at Pizza Hut!"

"Pizza Hut ..." Nan Ming heard Pizza Hut. Immediately frowning. When he first came to Qingyang, Nan Ming took Zhang Feilin to eat, "The baker's cakes sold there are so bad ..."

"Cooking pancakes ... is that pizza?" Jiang Sanjia gave Nanming a white look.

"That kind of thing is just a pancake. It's not as delicious as a small stall in the street, so let's eat pizza at night." Nan Ming ordered to continue.

Jiang Sanjia was so happy that he hadn't eaten decent meals since he left Qingyang. Finally, it ’s time to cook Uncle Xiao ’s again!

...

On the plane, while everyone was enjoying the food, the headquarters of the Anti-Lazy God Alliance, Ellis and Elk whispered head-to-head, talking like spies in the movie.

"I just got the news that Airbus and his party have taken off at 11 noon local time and are expected to arrive in DC after 13 hours." Elke said to Ellis.

"What are we going to do?" Ellis asked with wide eyes, "Do you want to beat them down?"

Elk was suddenly a little speechless. Is this guy stupid or funny?

"Down, do you want to trigger an international crisis?" Elke hated iron and steel. Although to be honest, Lockheed Martin did have the ability to quietly launch a missile to knock down the plane, but what happened afterwards?

Lockheed Martin will soon be the target of criticism.

"I mean. We can use this information to do something." Elke whispered something in Ellis' ear.

Ellis' eyes lit up.

A few minutes later, an anonymous e-mail with the schedule of the people of Lazy Technology was sent to the mailboxes of the major media.

Although Lazy Technology is not a big company, its popularity is too high.

Powered exoskeleton and Silence are two business cards of Lazy God Technology, which are loud all over the world.

At this time it was not long before the Silent incident passed. The enthusiasm has not completely subsided, and many reporters did not find an opportunity for follow-up reporting at the time, but it is a chance.

"Let them and reporters do the work. I still have a list of seven members who have voting rights. These members must be taken down today." Elke told Ellis.

The Earth Warriors are not just Raytheon's company, but have become the sign and fist of the anti-lazy alliance, this time must not lose.

...

For more than ten hours on the plane, Chen Wei and they ate three meals. When they got off the plane, they could barely walk.

The plane landed at Ronald Reagan Washington International Airport. The three Chen Wei carried the plane in a bag, and the negotiating team that had been prepared for a long time also got off the plane.

When I got on the plane, it was noon, and now when I got off the plane, it was noon. Everyone couldn't turn around for a while. Although I slept on the plane and slept comfortably, it was still a bit sluggish.

Su Wenjie sent the crowd away, and returned to the cabin to take a look. Nan Ming and Zhang Feilin were still sitting there, staring at them suddenly: "Aren't you going?"

"Don't worry, I'll go with you to Boise and take care of your family's affairs. Let's return to Washington together." Nanming said.

Su Wenjie was moved, Nan Ming was worried that he couldn't handle it, so he came to back him up?

Although Su Wenjie didn't think it was necessary, he was still very touched. With such a boss, what should he ask for?

Then he heard Nan Ming and Zhang Feilin chatting.

"I heard that Boise's natural scenery is good. There are many farms and ranches. There are also cow riding competitions. Maybe you can buy a farm and raise some cows and sheep together ..." Nanming Road.

"Yeah, I already wanted to go, and help me carry my camera later." Zhang Feilin moved his fingers, intending to do a big fight and murder the world with Feilin.

"OK!" Nan Ming flipped through the travel guide cheerfully. "How do you think we go horseback riding?"

Su Wenjie rolled his eyes and got that the two were planning to go on a tour. There was nothing that touched him inexplicably at all. He was totally miserable.

"Don't you say that it's up to you to persuade the U.S. Congress? You should hurry to work!" Su Wenjie was speechless.

"I said that, but the boss moved his mouth, and the subordinate broke his leg, and that was what it meant to me."

"What do you mean?"

"That's what it means." Nan Ming reached out to draw a circle, placed Su Wenjie in the circle, and circled himself outside the circle.

Well, Su Wenjie understands this, which means that he just rejoices, and has to work for Su Wenjie.

With such a boss ... what should I say.

The plane was parked at Washington Airport for about an hour. Just before takeoff, Feng Tianyou called and cried out on the phone: "General Nan, you are too treacherous! We even sold us!"

"Where am I ..." Without saying a word, Nan Fei just happened to change the TV station.

News is being broadcast on TV, which is broadcasting: "... Nan Ming, Chairman of the Lazy God Group, came to DC or came to lobby for the power exoskeleton purchase plan in person. This is the first time that the senior leaders of Lazy God Technology came I do n’t know how this will affect the situation in the United States ... "

In the TV picture, Feng Tianyou and others, through the security of five or six people, as well as the security of the airport and the police, went through a black press.

Chen Wei and his party originally communicated with the FBI to study. Whoever thought of it had to act as a bodyguard before leaving the airport.

People were looking for Nan Ming in the crowd, and then they grabbed Feng Tianyou for a while. The reporter was still broadcasting: "We seem to have seen President Nan of Lazy God Technology, let us point the camera at President Nan ..."

"Hey, I'm more handsome than him!" Nan Ming was speechless. Do these people have eyesight?

"Strange, how do they know we're here in the United States?" Zhang Feilin wondered.

Zhang Feilin said that Nan Ming also felt strange that he had intentionally planned to come to the United States, and he did not even know what time he would choose to leave.

"It's Raytheon," Su Wenjie said.

At this moment, too much public opinion attention is not good for Lazy Technology.

In the United States and American companies compete, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com also competes in defense and arms, and lazy technology is inherently disadvantaged.

Americans also have their own patriotic feelings. If reporters pay too much attention to it, many people may worry that they will have an adverse effect on them, and they are unwilling to contact more people who are lazy or those who are lazy.

Thinking about this, Nan Ming suddenly moved his heart and said to Feng Tianyou: "You are me now, do you understand? Pretend to be like."

"I ..." Feng Tianyou stunned, "These people are not stupid, how could it be ..."

"You can lie to a few," Nanming said.

Feng Tianyou can only sigh and should come down.

After being hit by accident, Nan Ming, who should be blocked and monitored by reporters, had already taken the Airbus taking off again and flew to the small city, Boise.

Ps. Children's shoes to be updated, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins? The 515 red envelope list countdown, I will pull a ticket, ask for extra and praise tickets, and finally rush! (To be continued.)