"No, safety is the priority, don't take risks!"

"Yes, there is still smoke on the front of the car. How could this be driven!"

Everyone was persuading each other, for fear that Zhang Zhelin would be "not afraid of death."

But the more someone advised him, the more he became, the more he became. In particular, Zheng Li also came over and talked a few words, saying that he should pay attention to safety and not joke about his own life.

Another bang.

Zhang Zhelin pursed his lips tightly and pulled up the car door heavily.

"Let's go, don't waste it here. There are only a dozen kilometers left. Let's go early and rest early." He looked straight and held his hands on the steering wheel, looking determined to continue moving forward.

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment, and it was obvious that Zhang Zhelin was on the verge of the slightest moment.

I don’t know if he is competing with the program team, or if he is simply not aware of evil, or if he is so rushing to speak, he is already on fire.

No one knew what to do, but Yan Fuguang stood up.

Liu Fangfei smiled and smoothed out the situation: "It's understandable. It's normal to be a little tired after driving for such a long time. Didn't the program team also send someone to check it out? There shouldn't be much problem."

"I and Zhang Zhelin's car, and the rest of them squeezed. It should be fine. You can drive slowly for more than ten minutes to arrive."

Zhang Zhelin is a little embarrassed. He doesn’t really want to show off his unique skills in cooking noodles, right?

Wang Junmei sighed and said, "Okay, let's get in the car too. Fangfei, can you drive?"

The four people discussed it enthusiastically, and the atmosphere in the Odyssey was not as stiff as they thought.

Wang Junmei and Liu Fangfei also thought about him. He could be said to have hurt the innocent when he forced himself back.

Yan Fuguang thought for a while and suddenly asked, "How is your cooking skill?"

Liu Fangfei nodded, and the rest of them got on the car.

A group of people stood at the door and sighed, forgot to go in, but the boss noticed the sound outside and came out on his own initiative.

"It's finally here, it's finally here!" Zhang Zhelin couldn't help but repeat it several times, and felt mixed emotions.

He imagined that if Yan Fuguang left him there with a cold face, or scolded him as a "life-gambler", he might have compromised...

The boss was very enthusiastic and did not rush to ask Yan Fuguang to go through the procedures. Instead, he took them in to visit the room first.

Why did you suddenly ask this?

Zhang Zhelin was confused and said in a daze: "Just... it's okay, can you cook instant noodles?"

There was a passenger in the car, and the atmosphere was completely different. Su Lun also relaxed a lot. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhelin, show it. I am already hungry, so I will definitely support you."

"In Europe, you have to live in such an old house that is interesting!"

"You can cook in the farm, but if you have good cooking skills, you can show off your skills." Yan Fuguang suggested.

"Wow! Yes!"

The boss is an Italian uncle, and the farm is his ancestral property, which has been around for more than two hundred years.

In fact, now that he calmed down, Zhang Zhelin also felt that he had just spoken too stiffly.

Not long after, the convoy drove into a country road, and a farmhouse not far away came into view.

Yan Fuguang looked at the time: "We will arrive at about seven o'clock, so everyone is too lazy to go out to eat, so there is a chance for you to perform."

He had been on the phone with Yan Fuguang several times before. Although he couldn't recognize who he was for the time being, he knew that some of the people in this group knew Italian, so he would not use broken English to make things difficult for himself.

There are several two-story buildings in the farm. Yan Fuguang booked one of them, which means that the Kuaishou Group has a space that belongs entirely to its own.

Zhang Zhelin couldn't help but laugh.

When he arrived at the entrance of the farm, Zhang Zhelin didn't even bother to park the car, pulled up the handbrake and got out of the car to appreciate their new home.

Fiat behind him also let himself go, side by side with the Odyssey at the door, and the four people in the car got out quickly.

Zhang Zhelin was very surprised and moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it.

At this time, Sulun also opened the car door: "I won't squeeze in from behind."

"It's okay, it should be." Sulun said.

Zhang Zhelin would not compromise in the situation just now, and there would be no result if the stalemate continued. It would be better for her to take the initiative.

Su Lun covered his mouth and chuckled. Is cooking instant noodles a cooking skill?

"Very good, good, good!"

Yan Fuguang was even simpler, she believed in her own judgment.

Speaking of which, no one has ever seen Yan Fuguang get angry, but he subconsciously feels that if Yan Fuguang gets angry, he will definitely not be able to handle it.

The uncle is not young but dresses very fashionable. He wears a felt hat. When he sees everyone, he smiles and greets them.

The stone house is quaint, and the window reflects warm yellow lights, which illuminates everyone's tired hearts in an instant.

"Hey, I'll apologize to my two sisters tonight. I did have a bad attitude just now."

Jiang Xingyue didn't know which side to stand, so she could only pick some cars that would not make mistakes.

Although he didn't talk much, Sulun expressed his support with his actions.

"He probably just doesn't want to ask the program team for help. The Long March is just one last step away. If I ask for help now, would it be a waste of time?"

Yan Fuguang chuckled: "No need to thank me. If I think there is something wrong with the car, I will definitely not get in, and I won't let you get in. It's useless for you to lose your temper."

"No matter what, thank you, and Sulun, thank you!"

To be so frank, the stiffness on Zhang Zhelin's face was instantly pierced.

Zhang Zhelin was silent for a few minutes and suddenly said thank you.

Zhang Zhelin has changed a lot and now he knows to take the initiative to apologize.

"Zhang Zhelin's temper..." Wang Junmei said helplessly, "I am indeed a little stubborn."

Zhang Zhelin started to accelerate and climbed the steep slope in one breath. Two staff members of the program team trotted and followed, and then waved to the people below to confirm that there was no problem.

After going through hardships along the way, they took the wrong path, quarrels, and stalemates, and almost failed in the last step, but fortunately, they persevered and finally arrived at the destination with their own efforts.

Su Lun got in the car for his brotherly righteousness, and he would not repair any engine clutch. He was willing to get in the car for Zhang Zhelin and Yan Fuguang, and he was willing to take a gamble.

After saying that, Yan Fuguang sat straight onto the co-pilot.

Zhang Zhelin's face was a little hot: "Okay, okay, if everyone is willing to deal with me, I'll cook it, okay?"

There are also four bedrooms in total, although not large, but they are simply and warmly decorated. When you open the window, you can see the panoramic view of the manor and the tall towers in San Gimignano.

The first floor is a large living room with a long square dining table in the middle, a fireplace, stove, and pots and pans.

After Yan Fuguang finished the procedures, several female compatriots were discussing whether to eat hot pot tomorrow night.

When I came to Italy, I had pizza sandwiches every day, so I had been tired of it.
Chapter completed!