Jiang Lai was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head!
When had this great aunt ever suffered such humiliation?!
He turned his head and looked at the busy stewardess. The first-class cabin was in harmony. He pressed the indicator light and called the stewardess.
Zhou Yawen, who had an oval face and cute dimples, arrived.
"Ma 'am, how can I help you?~”
Jiang Lai handed the newly written note to Zhou Yawen.""Here, give it to your captain. Help me pass on a message. After getting off the plane, tell him not to run away. Ah Wei's Eighteen Forms, no discounts for all jobs!”
Zhou Yawen tilted her head.
What was going on…
"What are you waiting for…Take it."
"Oh, oh... Alright."
The first-class passengers were indeed masters. With a single complaint, not only would the flight attendant's performance be deducted, but her resume would also be marked.
He would rather offend the economy class than the first class…
It was too f * cking realistic!
...
Below the A319-133 was a two-way corridor, which meant:
After entering the boarding gate, turn left. That was the symbol of status, first class. To the right was economy class.
Of course, in a plane crash, regardless of whether you were in business class, first class, or economy class, you would all die…
The stewardesses and dining cars went hand in hand. Huang Jia, Zhou Yawen, Zhang Qiuyue, Yang Hui…The dishes were served one after another.
At this moment, the atmosphere started to get lively.
There were children, old people, people visiting their comrades, people bringing their parents to see the Potala Palace, and couples traveling together. Tsk tsk, the atmosphere of the world was the most touching.
An old man in a military uniform sat in the window seat in 11C.
"Look, this is a photo of us entering the southern border. My comrades are about the same age as you.”
"Why are they about the same size? You should be 60 years old." The young man with a notebook looked at the photo and asked in confusion.
The old man looked out of the window. The sun was past nine o'clock. Didn't he look like a young man who was standing guard with a gun? Sixty years of drinking ice could not cool one's blood.
"Yes, they all stayed in that land, forever young, forever…You'll never be able to come back."
"I'm sorry…"
...
In the 22B seat, there was a man with a royal oak tree. He was elegant and amiable. He had oil on his head and was holding a notebook.
At a glance, he was the favorite uncle of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shanghai. He was a typical upstart in the industry. At this moment, he was in a hurry.
"Stewardess! Stewardess!"
Zhang Qiuyue quickly ran over and turned off the blinking lights.""Sir, sir, what's the matter?”
The man was crying." I have something to ask you. I ate your corn just now and my teeth fell out. What should I do?"”
"Ah?" Zhang Qiuyue was dumbfounded. Did the corn drop out her teeth? This was really a first!
"This... Sir, do you need medical attention? I'm really sorry…"
"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm not asking you to compensate me.”The man touched his nose and said.
"I'm thinking about it. I'm also 33 years old. I'm not young anymore. I feel that my teeth will grow out in four or five days. However, I have something very important to ask you.”
Zhang Qiuyue was speechless.
"How about... Who's going to guess if our conversation is real or fake? The Ferrari's co-driver lacks a little princess…"
This was a different way of flirting with girls.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Zhang Qiuyue's face immediately turned red. She had to transfer to an international flight next month. I'm sorry, we're not suitable for each other…
The big brother in front couldn't help but turn his head.
"I won't stop you from driving the Ferrari, but you'll definitely leak the wind if you brag, hahahaha.”
...
The second captain, Liang Dong, found a seat in the first-class cabin and sat down.
After a busy morning, he closed his eyes to rest.
When the plane entered the stratosphere, according to the route given by the Southwest Airlines Administration, other than passing through the air force area, there was not much to pay attention to.
Basically, they were flying at a minimum of 8000 meters.
Although Captain Chang Jian had flown more than a hundred times in Sichuan-Yunnan and had retired from the Air Force, he was still a young man.
However, Captain Lin Che was strict in everything. She made everyone feel at ease and put their lives in his hands. There was no difference!
Liang Dong looked at Jiang Lai, who was wearing an eyepatch, and teased him.
"Lady, why do you want to go to Southern Border?”
After a long while, he did not speak…
"Madam?"
"Shut up!"
Liang Dong was embarrassed. He took out his wallet. There was a photo of his girlfriend on it. Today was the seventh anniversary of their relationship. Seven years of itchiness.
The ring had already been prepared. When she thought of the proposal, she was a little excited.
...
In the captain's cockpit.
Lin Che was ready for battle!
"System, bring up the route map of 8633.”
In an instant, a 3D simulation of the vertical navigation map appeared in front of him.
Currently, the plane was in Xiaojin County, which was on the edge of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. It was a high-altitude, high-altitude, and high-cold area.
The average altitude of this place was more than 3800 meters, not to mention the countless mountains.
" System, risk assessment."
"Host, please wait a moment."
"I've calculated it. The survival rate is 10%.”
Hiss...
Lin Che sucked in a breath of cold air. Wasn't it too low?
The system had never given such a low risk assessment!
Could it be…There was an additional danger?
(The original plot has to be changed. Otherwise, it's no different from watching a movie. In essence, the captain of the big country has also adapted the real event, but I think the captain of the big country can be more thrilling…)
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]