After saying that, the siblings got up and returned to the luxurious carriage. Soon, servants came up to clean up the plates. The train continued to move at an even faster speed. The shock absorption devices in this era were not good enough, so it was still a little bumpy.
Another day passed. Soon, the train finally arrived at Beiping and stopped at Beiping Station.
Beiping, Beiping Station.
"Ziwen, let's stop in Beiping for half a day. It's really suffocating to stay on the train for so long.”Song Meiling looked at the bustling Beiping outside the car window and frowned. She had been on the train for two days in a row. Even though she was on a luxurious train, she still felt a little tired.
They arrived at the bustling Beiping, which was only a day's journey from Fengtian. It was not too far.
"Okay, sister, I'll arrange it right away. We'll rest in Beiping for half a day.”Song Ziwen nodded and replied. He stood up and was about to go out of the carriage to send someone to book a room at the Beiping Hotel and prepare a restaurant.
Song Ziwen walked to the carriage. At this time, the door of the train was already open. Outside was the bustling train station. Even in this era of Beiping, the traffic at the train station could be considered huge. All kinds of hawking, shouting, and the sound of cars picking up people came and went.
Song Ziwen was just about to knock on the conductor's door when he suddenly heard a loud commotion in the station.
"Get lost!"
"Get lost!"
"Do you know that the Young Marshal is here? Get out of my way!"
Song Ziwen looked up and saw a group of soldiers in the uniform of the Northeast Army smashing a wide road through the noisy crowd with rifle butts. They headed straight for the train. A young general in a warm yellow military cloak walked out from the middle of the road and rushed toward the train.
"Meiling! Don't go!"
"Meiling, meet me!"
Who else could it be but our Zhang Shao Shuai?
Zhang Shao Shuai put down his military affairs from Jinzhou and rushed to Beijing to welcome his dream lover, Song Meiling. He did not hesitate to break into the train station with his soldiers to stop Song Meiling's train.
When Zhang Shao Shuai saw Song Zi Wen, he was pleasantly surprised."Ziwen? I haven't seen you for many years. Where's your sister?"
" In the back carriage," Song Ziwen said coldly." But I'm not sure if my sister wants to see you."”
Zhang Shao Shuai patted Song Zi Wen's shoulder and teased,""What nonsense are you talking about? Why wouldn't your sister want to see me?”
As he spoke, he stepped onto the train and strode into the back carriage.
"What are you doing here?" Song Meiling looked cold and forced a smile as she looked at Zhang Shao Shuai. She really didn't expect to see Zhang Shao Shuai here.
"Meiling, you're tired from the long journey. I want to invite you to Beiping Airport. Take my special plane and fly directly to Fengtian. You don't have to suffer on the train.”
Zhang Shao Shuai's enthusiasm wasn't affected in the slightest, and he still spoke with a fiery tone.
It wasn't because Chang Kaishen was stingy and didn't let Song Meiling take a private plane, but because the national government of this era didn't have many planes in total. He wanted to take them out but couldn't.
But Zhang Shao Shuai was different. As early as Marshal Zhang's time, this playboy had already spent a large amount of military funds to play with planes. He even created an air force club. Even if he escaped from the northeast, he would still have his own private plane.
Zhang Shao Shuai also wanted to use this opportunity to redeem some of his image in Song Meiling's heart. At least he had done something better than Chang Kaishen.
Song Meiling didn't think much of it and nodded lightly.""Thank you, Hanqing. Let's go.”
In Song Meiling's eyes, Zhang Shao Shuai was no longer the hero she admired.
At this moment, the hero she admired was in Fengtian City, and that was Lu Yi.
Beiping Airport.
In front of the latest US production of the AC-1 passenger plane.
The attendants were carrying the heavy luggage that Song Meiling had brought with her into the cabin one by one. Zhang Shao Shuai stood behind the Song siblings attentively and instructed his subordinates to carry the luggage. This was one of the few opportunities he had to show off in front of his goddess.
"Meiling, this plane is the latest model of passenger plane produced by Douglas Corporation in the United States. It's worth 500,000 US dollars. It only takes three hours from here to Fengtian.”
Zhang Shao Shuai proudly introduced the AC-1.
This was also the most outstanding passenger plane of this era. Zhang Shao Shuai was originally a fellow who loved planes. He spent a lot of money to buy it from the Americans just to gain face.
"The safety in the air is also very high. This plane is flying at an altitude that 80% of fighter jets and anti-aircraft guns will find difficult to attack.”
"Sigh, for the sake of state affairs, the chairman actually let you take the risk to visit Lu Yi.”
Seeing that Song Meiling ignored him, Zhang Shao Shuai continued to speak. The more he spoke, the more indignant he became.
However, he found that Song Meiling still had no intention of responding to him. He felt strange and followed Song Meiling's gaze. As expected, Song Meiling was staring at something.
In the horizon, a pure white plane that emitted a comfortable aura flew towards Beiping Airport at a speed that surpassed all the planes in this era. Then, two streams of gas spewed out from the bottom of the plane and landed smoothly.
This!
What kind of plane was this!
The Song siblings and Zhang Shao Shuai, who had been watching for a long time, began to be shocked.
The cabin door of the plane opened steadily. In the evening, the interior of the plane was shining with golden light. It was as prosperous as a palace.
Groups of handsome men and beautiful women in neat uniforms quickly walked down from the plane. They were obviously flight attendants, followed by a group of soldiers in bandit uniforms holding STG-44 rifles. They lined up neatly on both sides of the plane.
What was even more surprising was that the size of this plane was 30 meters long, while the most advanced Dc-1 passenger plane was only 18 meters long. It was like a child meeting an adult in front of this plane.
Not to mention, the plane was so luxurious that it was like building a palace for nobles!
Song Meiling, Song Ziwen, and Zhang Shao Shuai looked on blankly, not knowing who it was.
A young and handsome officer in a snow-gray military uniform walked out from among the random soldiers and crew members. He even had a scholarly aura.
He slowly walked to Song Meiling's side, stretched out his white gloves, and said politely,""Hello, Miss Song. I'm Geng Yun, the sixth head of the Qingyun Stronghold. I'm here to pick up Miss Song on his private plane under the orders of the chief.”
It had to be said that Geng Yun's appearance was quite good. He looked like a gentleman in his military uniform, which immediately moved Song Meiling.
Such a dignified officer was actually the head of the stronghold?
Then, Song Meiling widened her eyes and stared at the plane that was so luxurious that it didn't seem to exist in the human world.
He thought to himself, could this be Lu Yi's private plane?
Lu Yi's private plane was actually so luxurious. Was he the leader of the country or was Chang Kaishen the leader of the country?
Chang Kaishen's private plane was so small!
Geng Yun looked at Zhang Shao Shuai's PC-1 passenger plane and chuckled.""This is considered a plane? How could he use such a thing to pick up the beautiful First Lady?”
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