Chapter 298

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Zhou Andong looked at Gu Bing, this idiot, speechlessly, then sighed and shook his head.

"I've decided to keep my distance from you in the future, so as not to implicate me when you are struck by lightning."

Gu Bing's face turned black, and he shouted; "What do you mean, ah? What do you mean, what do you mean I'm struck by lightning."

Zhou Andong snorted: "You're so stupid that even God can't stand it and wants to strike you with lightning."

"Fart!" Gu Bing cursed, "Didn't I just think that driving to Fengjing is closer than going to Beijing?"

"It's closer!" Zhou Andong snorted coldly: "A flight to Yecheng for hours, then waiting for a day, then transferring to Hefei, this is not far at all."

Gu Bing opened his mouth, and seemed to feel that he had done something stupid, so he simply didn't open his mouth to speak.

Zhou Andong sighed: "Tianya, Haijiao, unfinished buildings, it's okay to go see them."

"What Tianya Haijiao unfinished buildings?" Gu Bing didn't want to bother with Zhou Andong, but couldn't help his curiosity.

Zhou Andong said: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you, stop prying."

Gu Bing gritted his teeth and said: "If I could beat you, I would definitely kill you, you bastard."

"Don't even think about it in this life." Zhou Andong curled his lips and started wandering around.

The airport at this time was not as high-end as in later generations; two words: simple.

At 11:30, the airport broadcast sounded, and Zhou Andong and Gu Bing started boarding. At this time, there were no shuttle buses or boarding bridges, and passengers walked from the terminal to the plane themselves.

This was a small regional airliner, and Zhou Andong didn't know the model.

At the entrance of the cabin door, two flight attendants stood, distributing drinks and souvenirs to the boarding passengers.

Zhou Andong walked up the stairs, and the flight attendant smiled and said: "Hello, sir, welcome to this flight. This is your drink and souvenir."

"Thank you!" Zhou Andong thanked her, took it and looked, it was a box of winter melon tea, a fan, and a keychain.

After entering the cabin, his heart jumped rapidly twice.

Fuck, this plane, like the airport, was also so simple, even the luggage rack was open, with only forty-something seats.

He really doubted whether this plane would be blown apart if it encountered strong winds after taking off. He had an urge to turn around and go down immediately, but finally gritted his teeth and held back.

Finding their seats, Zhou Andong and Gu Bing put their backpacks containing clothes on the luggage rack and sat down.

Now those who can take a plane are either government leaders or business bosses, and there weren't many passengers on this flight, only a dozen or so. The most eye-catching were a young man and woman.

The man was wearing a crisp suit, and the woman was wearing a white shirt and a skirt just to the knees, with black stockings on her legs and high heels on her feet. The temperament of these two people was very unusual, and they should be elites in some industry.

Soon the plane took off, and Zhou Andong's heart was in his throat until the plane stabilized before he put his heart back in his stomach.

At this time, the flight attendant pushed a small cart over, with all kinds of food, both domestic and imported, and there was even liquor, and it was unlimited supply.

"Sir, what do you need?"

Zhou Andong said: "Give me a box of pastries, and a glass of Maotai."

"Okay!" The flight attendant took a box of pastries for Zhou Andong, took out a small wine glass, and poured a glass of Maotai for Zhou Andong.

Gu Bing also asked for a box of pastries and Maotai. At this time, he was holding the wine glass, looking thoughtful.

Zhou Andong drank the liquor and felt that it was no different from what was sold on the market, so he didn't ask for more, then tilted his head and saw Gu Bing staring straight at the wine glass, looking thoughtful.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Gu Bing came back to his senses and whispered: "Those who can take a plane are all high-end crowds. If we put our Jiangzhou Yugong on the plane, don't you think it's the best advertisement?"

Zhou Andong smiled, didn't expect this idiot to use his brain: "No need."

Gu Bing said unconvinced: "Why is it no need."

Zhou Andong said: "Because it won't take long before the supply of liquor on the plane will be cancelled."

Gu Bing asked: "How do you know?"

At this time, a puff of smoke drifted from the front. Zhou Andong looked up and saw a man with a big head, short neck, and a thick gold chain on his thumb, smoking a cigarette and puffing out clouds.

Zhou Andong sighed in his heart, this era is still fucking good. Not only is liquor supplied on the plane, but you can also smoke.

Gu Bing poked Zhou Andong: "What are you looking at, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Because drinking and smoking will pose a certain danger to the plane, so it will be cancelled." Zhou Andong said casually, his eyes already moved from that local tycoon to the man and woman with good temperament.

At this time, the flight attendant had already arrived beside them: "What would you like to order?"

"Give me a cup of coffee!" The man actually spoke in English, and then asked the woman in English, "What would you like to drink?"

The woman said in English: "I'll have a cup of coffee too, no sugar."

The flight attendant had a kind smile on her face and said very politely: "Sir, could you please speak Chinese?"

In this era, except for flight attendants on international flights from Beijing and Shanghai who can master English, most flight attendants on such small planes flying domestic regional routes have only been trained for half a year, or even only two or three months, and few understand English.

Seeing the man frown, he said in English: "Is the quality of flight attendants on domestic flights so poor? They don't even understand English."

The woman smiled slightly and said in English: "It's not bad that such a backward country has planes for you to sit on."

The man snorted, looked at the flight attendant, and said impatiently in English: "Forget it, I don't want it."

The flight attendant stood there awkwardly, not knowing what the man said, but could also feel that the man was unhappy.

Such a scene immediately aroused Zhou Andong's little temper. As a young man with four virtues in the new era, he had always been full of justice, so how could he let a fake foreign devil be arrogant.

"How many years have you been abroad that you can't even speak Chinese."

Zhou Andong's words immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The man looked at Zhou Andong coldly and still said in English: "China has always said it wants to integrate with the international community, but even flight attendants don't understand English. How can it be internationalized? That's a joke."

After this guy finished speaking, he ignored Zhou Andong, because he didn't think Zhou Andong could understand English.

Zhou Andong said with a smile: "Internationalization is not Americanization. I'll tell you what internationalization is. It's that in the United States, you speak English, and when you return to China, you must speak Chinese."

"Instead of being like you, forgetting your roots, internationalization has even turned your ancestors' concepts into nothing. You are servile abroad, but arrogant at home, showing off a fake foreign devil with a sense of superiority."