Chapter 130: What to do without food stamps
"Discipline, discipline!"
I don't know whose voice sounded, and the person who spoke before also closed his voice, and found his place to sit down under the guidance of the flight attendant with curly hair, Zheng Jianguo smiled at her little face full of scrutiny: "Thank you." β
"Welcome to this flight, I'm a flight attendant on this flightβ"
As the flight attendant began to introduce himself, Zheng Jianguo also looked at the dozens of empty rows of seats, in addition to his own group of people, there were only a few obviously curious international friends, and at this moment, a voice came from behind: "Flight attendant, don't you send Moutai on this flight?"
frowned slightly and looked at the faint lights outside the porthole, the two-story terminal is not as grand as the post and telecommunications hotel in Shanxian County, who would have thought that this is the terminal of the capital airport, T1 is still a construction site, at this time the voice of the female flight attendant sounded: "I don't send it now, but it can be provided at meal timeββ"
"Forget it. β
The unhappy voice came, Zheng Jianguo saw the boarding car next to him drive away, the old people on the ground and international friends shook hands with each other to say goodbye and left, the plane trembled slightly, and the voice of the flight attendant sounded: "Passengers, welcome to this international flight, please buckle your seat beltsββ"
The sound of Zla with a slight pulse of electricity appeared with the voice of the flight attendant, Zheng Jianguo took out his seat belt and tied himself to the chair, he had been on a plane in his previous life, or had he come here to climb the Great Wall in the great capital, the thought in his mind flashed, the plane shook slightly, and the sound of the engine from the window gradually increased, and when the chair under the ass trembled, the tremor suddenly disappeared.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has entered a stable flight state, everyone can loosen their seat belts and move freely, and we will distribute souvenirs of this flight to everyone, I hope the passengers will enjoy it. β
As the words sounded in Mandarin, a flight attendant pushed a trolley at the end of the aisle, Zheng Jianguo tilted his head to look at the things on the car, and suddenly had an eye-opening feeling: "Champagne, brandy, beer, liquorβand cigarettes and food?"
"I think the souvenir is a box of red pandas, I heard that it used to be Chinese, but it's not as good as Moutai-"
A faint muttering sound came, Zheng Jianguo sat up straight, took out an English book from his arms and began to read, and soon there was a faint smell of smoke in front of him, and the previous muttering voice also faintly came: "Is there a Chinese language? I want to wrap up China, the red panda can't get used to it." β
"Sorry, we only have red pandas for this flight, do you need them?"
"Well, why is it so small-"
"It's souvenir, it's custom-made. β
"Didn't you say you've flown before?"
"Well, I was a little bit more than that. β
"We are all unified airlines. β
"Ah, that's me, misremember. β
A burst of muttering that was not embarrassing came, Zheng Jianguo saw a small car appear in the aisle in the opposite position outside, his eyes quickly glanced at the cigarettes, alcohol, sugar and tea on it, and said after taking the cigarette in the flight attendant's hand: "No coffee?"
"Well, the coffee is freshly ground, do you need it?"
The flight attendant raised her eyebrows, she had flown the plane for more than ten years, but it was the first time she saw a Chinese person asking for coffee, her eyes couldn't help but sweep over his face, and she saw Zheng Jianguo nodding and said, "Okay, bring me a cup of coffee, don't you need money?"
"There is no extra charge and the drinks are all free. β
The flight attendant said and saw Zheng Jianguo nodding, then turned around and beckoned to his companion in the distance, who quickly arrived in front of him and heard that he wanted coffee, and then turned around after looking at Zheng Jianguo, and the flight attendant who stayed behind immediately smiled: "Please wait a moment." β
"Thank you!"
Zheng Jianguo looked at the commemorative cigarettes in his hand, he was also an old smoker in his previous life, but after becoming the director, he replaced the cigarette with coffee, one is for health reasons and the other is that the salary has improved, but all he can drink is instant coffee, but he has never drunk authentic freshly ground coffee.
Looking at the smoke constantly drifting from the back seat, Zheng Jianguo felt that these people were really dying in strength, just looking at many of these people were smoking, and the flight attendants were also commonplace, but they began to worry about the safety of their flight this time: "If someone's cigarette butt is not extinguished on the carpetββ"
I don't know if it's unfounded or unfair, Zheng Jianguo was highly nervous after drinking bitter coffee, fortunately, there are many people like him, the voice of the person in front has not stopped since he got on the plane, and after the plane landed on the Karachi International Airport of Pakistan Railway after a period of turbulence, someone looked out the window at the brightly lit terminal and said: "There are so many planes outside, much more than our capital airport, and there are so many lights." β
"I know this, the capital airport is out of flight at night, so the lights are turned off. β
With the sound of discussion, the one who woke up from a deep sleep and saw the brightly lit airport outside, opened his mouth full of curiosity: "We've arrived?"
"Earlier, the flight attendant said that it was Pakistan's capital airport outside, and the plane needed to be refueled. β
The voice that said that he was not used to smoking red panda cigarettes said before, and then continued to speak: "But we only went to carry fifty dollars per head this time, it seems that there are fifty-three of us, right?"
"There are three comrades who are not sent by the ministry, but are in charge of contact with other units. β
A muffled voice continued, and the voice of the red panda came again: "I'm thinking about a question, we have money, but when we go to the United States to eat, do we want food stamps?"
"Well, no one really knows about this. β
The muffled voice said hesitantly, Zheng Jianguo didn't know whether he was choked by the smell of smoke again, or choked by the content of these conversations, coughed twice, and then raised his hand and beckoned to the flight attendant in the aisle: "Trouble refill." β
As one of the parties to the contact of the three other units, Zheng Jianguo knew that he was different from the other two who were in charge of the contact by Yenching University, these international students who were either three generations or three generations of rich and four generations of rich students all had extraordinary backgrounds, of course, compared with these people, his background was even more extraordinary, so even from the beginning to this point, he had no other ideas, not to mention that everyone was not in an academic circle, and age alone was a ravine.
Just when Zheng Jianguo thought that he could maintain this state all the way to his destination, the plane landed at Frankfurt Airport when dozens of people were stunned and looked at the brightly lit night view of Paris.
"That's fine. β
Put down the heart in his hand and took the Times magazine in the other party's hand, Zheng Jianguo quickly wrote his name on it, as if the three italics printed out fell, and the person who came had already looked at his face and smiled: "Le Monde said that you were the first to send your native language text to "lancet", this is the first non-English paper published by this magazine since its inception, although I don't understand medical issues, but you can win glory for the country, we are all proud of you." β
"Thanks, I just did what I was supposed to do!"
Zheng Jianguo watched this person take the book and put it in his hand, so he signed it, and then listened to him continue to speak: "Then why do you have to come out?"
"Oh, you say that?"
As soon as the pen in his hand stopped, Zheng Jianguo quickly continued to finish writing, and said with a smile: "I'll give you a tape after writing, and you can know why I came out when you listen to it." β
"Tape?!"
After Zheng Jianguo finished writing quickly, he reached into the pocket of his underwear, took out a tape in a plastic box and said: "You take it back and listen to it, it is a conversation between some people and me, although these people are only reporters, but they are very representative in China, okay?"
"These people are journalists?"
Holding the tape in his hand and looking at it backwards, the smooth cheeks of the person who came raised his head were full of question marks: "Which unit?"
"They said it was from Xinhua Press, I didn't dare to read the letter of introduction, maybe it was from another unit?"
Zheng Jianguo said and laughed, bent down and lifted the handbag at his feet and said: "Later, I sent one to the head office, but there was no response, I hope you can find the answer you want in it, oh, by the way, except for my Qi Provincial Medical College, no other unit in our country knows that my Chinese paper is posted on the "lancet". β
"You sent one to the head office?"
The expression on the smooth cheeks of the person who came changed slightly, looked down at what he was holding, and then raised his head before he wanted to speak, when he saw Zheng Jianguo open his mouth and said: "Originally, I had the opportunity to give it to some leaders, after all, we were received and seen off by many leaders before we went abroad, but I didn't give them because I was afraid of causing trouble to them, they were very busy, right?"
"Well, the leaders are very busy. β
The brows of the person who came became tighter and tighter, and when he looked down at the tape in his hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Then you give me-"
"Even if you listen to it, you don't have the ability to deal with it. β
Zheng Jianguo smiled, his slightly dark little face was full of brilliance: "Of course, I want you to help me deal with it, these things are too disgusting, Cheng Tianjie doesn't do his business, and the evil sect is so easy to do." β
"Well, what are you talking about? The ambassador over there has a treat for breakfast. β
A voice came from the side, Zheng Jianguo glanced at the other party's big face, turned around and walked towards the crowd next to him, and saw that everyone was holding a hamburger and eating sweetly, so he also took a copy to the side and opened it and took a bite, then nodded happily: "Yes, it's so fragrant~"
The man who didn't have the ability to deal with it left with the signed Times Magazine, Zheng Jianguo rested after eating and drinking, then carried his bag and followed the guide sign to the toilet to put water and wash it simply, but he didn't expect that when he came back, he found that everyone was looking at himself as if he was nothing, and soon he didn't wait for him to sit down on the rest chair, and the team leader ran over: "Jianguo, have you gone to the bathroom?"
"Huh, yes!"
Finding that he didn't want to be tied up and returned to China, Zheng Jianguo breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "I also washed my face and brushed my teeth inside." β
"Didn't ask for money?"
The team leader blinked his eyes with three or four crow's feet, and Zheng Jianguo's face was full of question marks: "Do you still need money to go to the toilet? β
"Ah, I see. β
After the team leader asked clearly, he turned around and returned to the crowd, and Zheng Jianguo, who sat down, saw a group of three or four people, five or six people went to the toilet, and a strange thought could not help but arise in his mind: "This is to think that the domestic toilet charges?
As if to confirm Zheng Jianguo's thoughts, soon a group of people who came and went to me took turns to go to the toilet, and the previous worries of this group of people also appeared in his mind: "What should I do if I go to the United States to eat without food stamps?"
"Everyone, pay attention, I just received a notice that there are already reporters waiting for us at the airport over there, and now I mean let's discuss it and see how to deal with their interviews. β
The team leader stood up and raised his hands to greet everyone's attention before speaking, and suddenly there was a burst of discussion with his voice: "We have English that can't even speak, how can we interview like this?"
"Do people ask in Mandarin?"
"It can't be, it can only be English. β
"Half of you don't understand, Captain, what is your opinion?"
"Don't say you can't understand it, who will say it?"
"It's impossible to communicate with pen and paper, right?"
"That's a shame, we're all selectedβ"
"Hehe, why don't you find someone to represent?"
"Find someone who speaks the bestβ"
"And then what?"
"Ask what to say. β
"What if the question is wrong, what if you say the wrong thing?"
"Simply, don't fix all these things that you don't have, just write a statement. β
"Alas, it's a good idea, write a statement and don't accept private interviews. β
"It's a good idea, and it also avoids being asked certain questions and saying the wrong thing. β
"That's it, let's see how to write it, what to write. β
Zheng Jianguo got off the plane and transferred to Washington more than ten hours later, and after going through the customs clearance procedures, he heard this statement that gathered the suggestions of 52 people: "The people of the Republic are great people, and the people of America are also great people, and we have come to the United States not only to learn advanced science and technology, but also to promote the friendship between the Chinese and American people."
After the statement was read out in the flashing lights, everyone wanted to move on, and suddenly a high and eager name came from the side, and this authentic Mandarin immediately drew the attention of everyone and reporters, Zheng Jianguo saw a figure suddenly run out of the crowd, and ran towards the person who opened his mouth in the distance, only to see the two of them say something and hug each other tightly.
Just when the reporters raised the cameras in their hands and quickly clicked and shot Zheng Jianguo's eyes were about to be blinded, another sound came from Mandarin: "Zheng ~ Jian ~ Guo!"
"Huh?"
When he subconsciously turned his head to look, Zheng Jianguo found that a reporter had picked up a camera and pointed it at him in the distance, only to see a blonde and blue-eyed American girl in a small suit holding the microphone in his hand aimed at him, and a series of English poured out from between his fiery red lips: "Oh, audience friends, this is obviously the sixteen-year-old medical student, Zheng Jianguo, I'm Emma, the host of CBS, and now we are broadcasting your arrival, can you say hello to the audience friends in front of our TV station?" β