Chapter 214: Full of wine and food...
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Nu Mu Jin Gang
Kyoto, the airport.
A Gulfstream G4 worth 650 million was parked quietly on the tarmac.
Waiting for its owner to arrive.
The shuttle bus took Qinchuan to the boarding gate.
Immediately, a flight attendant who was 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white shirt uniform and black stockings came forward to help Qin Chuan carry his luggage.
"Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Zhong Feifei, the flight attendant for this flight."
This is the second time Qin Chuan has used his private jet.
The last time was when I went to the Shanghai Auto Show.
For this flight, there were two flight attendants and two pilots on board.
Including Qin Chuan, there were five people in total.
After getting on the plane and sitting firmly, Qin Chuan said to Zhong Feifei, "Change the destination and go to Dubai."
Zhong Feifei was a little surprised, "Mr. Qin, if we change the route before takeoff, I'm afraid it will be delayed for a long time."
Qin Chuan handed over the document, "Show this to the captain, he will understand."
Zhong Feifei did not dare to neglect and came to the cockpit holding the documents.
"Captain, the boss wants to change the route."
The captain was a middle-aged man in his 40s.
When I heard about the route, my face immediately turned green. "Didn't you tell the boss that you need to report again for this route? The process is very troublesome?"
Zhong Feifei said aggrievedly, "I said it, but the boss still wanted to change it and asked me to show you this document."
The captain snorted angrily.
Temporary re-registration of this route will take at least one day.
This also means that we can’t fly today and everyone has to spend the night at the airport.
"These rich people are really in trouble. This is a plane, not a car. The route can be changed at any time."
Although he complained, the captain still stretched out his hand and took the file.
He flipped it casually.
Beads of sweat poured down from his forehead.
The next second, he immediately closed the file.
Zhong Feifei looked suspicious, "What's wrong, Captain?"
The captain swallowed, "No...it's nothing. The boss said we need to change it, so we will change it and leave immediately."
"Captain, aren't you going to follow the procedure?"
"Sure enough, with this document, even if the boss wants to go to Antarctica, I can send it to him."
When Zhong Feifei heard this, she understood it.
The documents in her hand must be high-level secrets.
She immediately folded the documents again, and then walked towards Qin Chuan in small steps.
"Boss, the captain said there is no problem and we will take off immediately."
Soon, the plane communicated well with the tower and air traffic control.
Then enter the taxi track.
Just straightened the plane.
G650 began to accelerate suddenly and rushed into the sky.
After a climb.
The plane enters the predetermined orbit.
Feifei Zhong and another flight attendant began their service.
"Boss, what do you want to eat tonight?" As she spoke, Zhong Feifei handed over the menu.
Qin Chuan took the menu and looked at it briefly.
Even though it’s an airplane meal.
But the in-flight meals on private jets are still very different from those on ordinary planes.
Both Western and Chinese food are available.
After taking a look, Qin Chuan raised his head and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Zhong Feifei pursed her lips and smiled, "Not yet."
Qin Chuan handed the menu back, "Have some Yangchun noodles, and you can make the rest as you like."
Another stewardess heard this and said, "Boss, is it true? We can eat too."
Zhong Feifei nudged her colleague with her elbow and gave her a look, "Boss, I'm sorry, it's her first time serving on the plane, so she doesn't understand some of the rules."
Qin Chuan glanced at the stewardess's name tag, "Ulan? Your name is quite special."
Ulan smiled and narrowed her big eyes, "Thank you boss for the compliment."
Zhong Feifei was speechless towards her apprentice and rolled her eyes at her.
"It's okay, I don't have so many rules. Anyway, I have to fly..."
"8 hours."
"Yes, we have to fly for 8 hours. You can't be hungry all the time. Let's eat together."
Now that the big boss has spoken.
Zhong Feifei could only nod in agreement.
She took Ulan to the front to prepare the ingredients.
"Wow, Sister Feifei, this boss is so handsome."
Zhong Feifei rolled her eyes at her, "Ulan, this isn't your first time flying, why are you still so unruly?"
"What's wrong? Sister Feifei, I think the boss is about the same age as us and we should be able to chat, so..."
"We look about the same age, but do you know how big the gap is between us and others?"
Wulan tilted his head, obviously not quite understanding what Zhong Feifei meant.
"The energy of this boss is unimaginable. If you don't say anything else, if other people want to change the route temporarily, it will take at least 10 hours or even a day to report. But he just took out a document and was able to do it right away. The plane turned around.”
Wulan's eyes widened, "Is it so powerful?"
"So, you should be even more careful when greeting such a big shot."
"Sister Feifei, let's have a meal, there's no need to be so nervous."
Zhong Feifei rolled her eyes at her again, "You girl, why can't you understand? As the old saying goes, what can you think about when you have had enough wine and food?"
"What are you thinking about?" Ulan scratched his little head.
"Have enough food and wine to think about lust!" Zhong Feifei said in a low voice.
Wulan covered her mouth in horror, "Sister Feifei, no way..."
"Why not? The boss is young and is in the prime of his life. He goes out without a female companion, what do you think?"
Wu Lan blushed, "Sister Feifei, when you say that, I feel relieved."
Zhong Feifei was speechless.
He pinched Ulan's butt.
Great Britain, suburb of Renton.
In a magnificent manor.
It covers an area of nearly 450 million square meters.
It was Charles III, King of Great Britain, who spent 32 years.
A dreamland built piece by piece.
There are flowers and greenery here.
Sheep and horses are everywhere, harmoniously like a rare and famous painting.
There are small bridges and flowing water in the manor, as well as fountains and flower beds.
Charles III loved walking his dogs and tending sheep here.
The Corgi is the most beloved dog in his family.
Charles III alone had twelve corgis.
There is a dedicated person walking and caring for the dog every day.
The money spent on Corgis every year is enough to support nearly a hundred households in Great Britain for a year.
Charles III held a tennis ball in his hand and threw it towards the empty lawn of the manor.
Twelve corgis jumped out on their short legs and competed for the tennis ball.
"Your Majesty, the price of domestic natural gas has risen to the upper limit. Virgin Gas Company and Gazprom are still unwilling to give in and still want to increase prices." Kevin Butt, the patriarch of the Butt family, said with a sad look on his face.
Charles III did not directly answer Kevin Boot's words, and turned his head slightly.
Look at the Cavendi family patriarch, Tim Cavendi.
"Don't we have to talk about the coal mines in Kangaroo Country?"
Tim Kevandi shook his head in despair.
"Now at Woodside Coal Mining Company, all the senior executives above the supervisory level have been replaced by Chinese. They only follow the instructions of the Chinese parent company, Daqin International, and will not reduce them at all. This year's electricity bills have increased by 120%, and they will soon be touched. to the upper limit price. If Wood Coal Mining Company continues to increase prices, we cannot raise the domestic electricity price limit. In less than a month, my Cavendi family will go bankrupt. Your Majesty, you must think of a way."
Charles III's eyes narrowed slightly. He bent down and gently stroked Corgi who had returned from playing tricks.
"John." Charles III called softly.
The Foreign Secretary of Great Britain, John Kent, stepped forward.
"His Majesty."
"What do the Chinese people say? Can't they take care of this Da Qin International? Can't they take care of the kid named Qin Chuan?"
A Gulfstream G4 worth 650 million was parked quietly on the tarmac.
Waiting for its owner to arrive.
The shuttle bus took Qinchuan to the boarding gate.
Immediately, a flight attendant who was 1.7 meters tall, wearing a white shirt uniform and black stockings came forward to help Qin Chuan carry his luggage.
"Hello, Mr. Qin, I am Zhong Feifei, the flight attendant for this flight."
This is the second time Qin Chuan has used his private jet.
The last time was when I went to the Shanghai Auto Show.
For this flight, there were two flight attendants and two pilots on board.
Including Qin Chuan, there were five people in total.
After getting on the plane and sitting firmly, Qin Chuan said to Zhong Feifei, "Change the destination and go to Dubai."
Zhong Feifei was a little surprised, "Mr. Qin, if we change the route before takeoff, I'm afraid it will be delayed for a long time."
Qin Chuan handed over the document, "Show this to the captain, he will understand."
Zhong Feifei did not dare to neglect and came to the cockpit holding the documents.
"Captain, the boss wants to change the route."
The captain was a middle-aged man in his 40s.
When I heard about the route, my face immediately turned green. "Didn't you tell the boss that you need to report again for this route? The process is very troublesome?"
Zhong Feifei said aggrievedly, "I said it, but the boss still wanted to change it and asked me to show you this document."
The captain snorted angrily.
Temporary re-registration of this route will take at least one day.
This also means that we can’t fly today and everyone has to spend the night at the airport.
"These rich people are really in trouble. This is a plane, not a car. The route can be changed at any time."
Although he complained, the captain still stretched out his hand and took the file.
He flipped it casually.
Beads of sweat poured down from his forehead.
The next second, he immediately closed the file.
Zhong Feifei looked suspicious, "What's wrong, Captain?"
The captain swallowed, "No...it's nothing. The boss said we need to change it, so we will change it and leave immediately."
"Captain, aren't you going to follow the procedure?"
"Sure enough, with this document, even if the boss wants to go to Antarctica, I can send it to him."
When Zhong Feifei heard this, she understood it.
The documents in her hand must be high-level secrets.
She immediately folded the documents again, and then walked towards Qin Chuan in small steps.
"Boss, the captain said there is no problem and we will take off immediately."
Soon, the plane communicated well with the tower and air traffic control.
Then enter the taxi track.
Just straightened the plane.
G650 began to accelerate suddenly and rushed into the sky.
After a climb.
The plane enters the predetermined orbit.
Feifei Zhong and another flight attendant began their service.
"Boss, what do you want to eat tonight?" As she spoke, Zhong Feifei handed over the menu.
Qin Chuan took the menu and looked at it briefly.
Even though it’s an airplane meal.
But the in-flight meals on private jets are still very different from those on ordinary planes.
Both Western and Chinese food are available.
After taking a look, Qin Chuan raised his head and asked, "Have you eaten?"
Zhong Feifei pursed her lips and smiled, "Not yet."
Qin Chuan handed the menu back, "Have some Yangchun noodles, and you can make the rest as you like."
Another stewardess heard this and said, "Boss, is it true? We can eat too."
Zhong Feifei nudged her colleague with her elbow and gave her a look, "Boss, I'm sorry, it's her first time serving on the plane, so she doesn't understand some of the rules."
Qin Chuan glanced at the stewardess's name tag, "Ulan? Your name is quite special."
Ulan smiled and narrowed her big eyes, "Thank you boss for the compliment."
Zhong Feifei was speechless towards her apprentice and rolled her eyes at her.
"It's okay, I don't have so many rules. Anyway, I have to fly..."
"8 hours."
"Yes, we have to fly for 8 hours. You can't be hungry all the time. Let's eat together."
Now that the big boss has spoken.
Zhong Feifei could only nod in agreement.
She took Ulan to the front to prepare the ingredients.
"Wow, Sister Feifei, this boss is so handsome."
Zhong Feifei rolled her eyes at her, "Ulan, this isn't your first time flying, why are you still so unruly?"
"What's wrong? Sister Feifei, I think the boss is about the same age as us and we should be able to chat, so..."
"We look about the same age, but do you know how big the gap is between us and others?"
Wulan tilted his head, obviously not quite understanding what Zhong Feifei meant.
"The energy of this boss is unimaginable. If you don't say anything else, if other people want to change the route temporarily, it will take at least 10 hours or even a day to report. But he just took out a document and was able to do it right away. The plane turned around.”
Wulan's eyes widened, "Is it so powerful?"
"So, you should be even more careful when greeting such a big shot."
"Sister Feifei, let's have a meal, there's no need to be so nervous."
Zhong Feifei rolled her eyes at her again, "You girl, why can't you understand? As the old saying goes, what can you think about when you have had enough wine and food?"
"What are you thinking about?" Ulan scratched his little head.
"Have enough food and wine to think about lust!" Zhong Feifei said in a low voice.
Wulan covered her mouth in horror, "Sister Feifei, no way..."
"Why not? The boss is young and is in the prime of his life. He goes out without a female companion, what do you think?"
Wu Lan blushed, "Sister Feifei, when you say that, I feel relieved."
Zhong Feifei was speechless.
He pinched Ulan's butt.
Great Britain, suburb of Renton.
In a magnificent manor.
It covers an area of nearly 450 million square meters.
It was Charles III, King of Great Britain, who spent 32 years.
A dreamland built piece by piece.
There are flowers and greenery here.
Sheep and horses are everywhere, harmoniously like a rare and famous painting.
There are small bridges and flowing water in the manor, as well as fountains and flower beds.
Charles III loved walking his dogs and tending sheep here.
The Corgi is the most beloved dog in his family.
Charles III alone had twelve corgis.
There is a dedicated person walking and caring for the dog every day.
The money spent on Corgis every year is enough to support nearly a hundred households in Great Britain for a year.
Charles III held a tennis ball in his hand and threw it towards the empty lawn of the manor.
Twelve corgis jumped out on their short legs and competed for the tennis ball.
"Your Majesty, the price of domestic natural gas has risen to the upper limit. Virgin Gas Company and Gazprom are still unwilling to give in and still want to increase prices." Kevin Butt, the patriarch of the Butt family, said with a sad look on his face.
Charles III did not directly answer Kevin Boot's words, and turned his head slightly.
Look at the Cavendi family patriarch, Tim Cavendi.
"Don't we have to talk about the coal mines in Kangaroo Country?"
Tim Kevandi shook his head in despair.
"Now at Woodside Coal Mining Company, all the senior executives above the supervisory level have been replaced by Chinese. They only follow the instructions of the Chinese parent company, Daqin International, and will not reduce them at all. This year's electricity bills have increased by 120%, and they will soon be touched. to the upper limit price. If Wood Coal Mining Company continues to increase prices, we cannot raise the domestic electricity price limit. In less than a month, my Cavendi family will go bankrupt. Your Majesty, you must think of a way."
Charles III's eyes narrowed slightly. He bent down and gently stroked Corgi who had returned from playing tricks.
"John." Charles III called softly.
The Foreign Secretary of Great Britain, John Kent, stepped forward.
"His Majesty."
"What do the Chinese people say? Can't they take care of this Da Qin International? Can't they take care of the kid named Qin Chuan?"
