C3 Your King Is Back!

"The plane is about to take off, please return to your seats as soon as possible and fasten your seat belts, thank you!"

The flight attendant stood in the middle of the aisle, hands on her stomach, a professional smile on her face.

Lu Hao lay down on his back and adjusted his seat backwards. Then, he stepped forward and comfortably crossed his legs.

"At least that bunch of bastards from the Sky Sect knows how to buy me a business class ticket."

Lu Hao curled his lips and opened a black briefcase on his lap.

It contained the items he had brought with him before leaving the country. He had been detained at the African embassy and when he was about to return home, the embassy officials brought the items over overnight.

Opening the manila envelope, Lu Hao took out a light blue phone and pressed the power button.

When the air stewardess saw Lu Hao's actions, she pursed her lips but did not say anything.

After all, this was the business class, and passengers were either rich or noble. Although Lu Hao had violated the rules, the flight attendant would naturally not go and find him for such a harmless thing.

Five years had passed.

The latest phone you bought before you left for the country now looks a bit ridiculous in its old-fashioned way.

Lu Hao shook his head, feeling a bit emotional.

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

"Ding dong!"

The phone had just started up when the ringtone for a text message rang like a storm.

Lu Hao quickly muted his phone and held it until the vibrations stopped. Then, he looked up at the screen.

"Big brother Hao, where did you go? Xin Er is still waiting for you to come visit my first concert. I wrote a song for you …"

"Master Lu!" "We won't say a word when we go overseas, our brothers won't even have a chance to send you off. Without your purple gold city, it's like summer without air conditioning, night without stars, and night dancing …"

"Mr. Lu, the company that you entrusted me to create is doing well. It is already in the top ten of the Zijin City Business Group's Value Rankings. This lowly one will not fail you. I look forward to your return."

One by one, people expressed their condolences, concern, inquiry and reported messages to Lu Hao, leaving him with no time to take a look.

Lu Hao raised his eyebrows and his fingers danced as he typed out all the text messages.

Five years ago, Lu Hao was just 20 years old and had graduated from the Dragon-Battling Group's training base to become an intern.

He, who was still young and frivolous, had set off a huge storm in the Violet Gold City, a city that was no longer in the limitless.

This includes, but is not limited to:

To use the thunderous method to integrate with the Zi Jin city's underground organization and be crowned as the Emperor of the Dark Night.

Set up its own companies, enter into the various profit-making industries, and its value soared by tens of billions.

He helped an extremely talented idol singer escape the unwritten rules and successfully made his way out of the industry. It was said that the little girl was now an international level queen.

After Lu Hao left the country, all of this was given to his little brother who was with him at the time.

After all, he was going to control Africa on behalf of the War Dragon Group, and it was very likely that he wouldn't return to the country for the rest of his life.

However, he did not expect the backlash of the Stellar Breath Technique to cause him to suffer a great loss.

With no choice but to return to seclusion, he pinched his nose and agreed to the Heavenly Policy Manor's request.

"Fortunately, I didn't hand these things over to the country back then. Otherwise, I would be broke by now. I wouldn't even be able to eat a pancake after getting off the plane!"

Lu Hao chuckled, edited a message, and sent three numbers in the group chat.

Of course, the reason why he only sent three numbers was not because he only had these three friends, but because the others had no right to know that he had returned.

The text message was very simple.

"Your king is back!"

"..."

After sending the text message, Lu Hao turned off his phone, put on a blindfold and closed his eyes to rest.

Outside the plane, in Zijin City.

An invisible undercurrent was surging.

Five Tree Gymnasium today is the first concert of Zheng Xin'er's domestic tour, which is regarded as "International Song Queen" by the entertainment circle.

The media had been building up for nearly a year, and with Zheng Xin'er's powerful fan support group, the entire Five-Tree Stadium was filled to the brim.

Countless fans who were holding up their lights screamed. The concert had not even begun and the atmosphere had already heated up to the climax!

However, at this time, in the backstage of the gym, Zheng Xin'er got up from her dressing room and prepared to leave.

"Big Sister Xin'er, where are you going? The concert is about to start!"

The assistant, Gongsun'er, pitifully grabbed onto Zheng Xin'er's wrist. As her name suggested, she looked at Zheng Xin'er with a pitiful expression.

"I have urgent matters to attend to. Tell the organizers that the concert can be cancelled, and you can just directly compensate them with the penalty fee."

"Is this a breach of contract fee? Right now, there are over a hundred thousand spectators who have bought tickets. If Big Sister Xin'er were to call off the show, it would deal a heavy blow to your journey."

Gongsun tried his best to persuade her.

"Compared to meeting him, the distance to the stars is nothing."

The corner of Zheng Xin'er's mouth raised as she revealed a sweet smile. She shook off the assistant's hand and left the dressing room without hesitation.

At the same time, in the meeting room on the top floor of the Pearl Tower, the graceful man suddenly stood up and walked out.

"Chairman, you …"

"I'm in a hurry."

"But the meeting is already halfway through."

"Then let them wait!"

The man's expression was cold. After saying those words, he left.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his body was trembling with excitement.

In the same scene, Nightclub.

The well-built man, who was addressed as "Brother Bao", kicked the tea table in front of him. The interior of the room was in an uproar.

"Brother Panther …" What's the matter with you? "

The subordinate beside him swallowed his saliva and asked nervously.

"Haha, it's nothing. I'm just happy. You guys continue to play, just keep Director Zhang company. I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first!"

Cao Bao casually reprimanded his bodyguard, who was preparing to follow him. His eyes were glued to the short message in his phone, his breath was ragged, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Master Lu, you're finally back!"

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