Fang Chen stretched out his hand first and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, the plane was delayed for more than an hour." ”

"Mr. Fang, you are too polite, is there a plane that is not late this year?" Niu Hongwei said with a lower attitude.

Niu Hongwei naturally knew Fang Chen's politeness, just because he was late, but he didn't care about him as a director.

After all, he had read Fang Chen's information, not to mention it, in the Central Plains and Lingnan Provinces, Fang Chen was able to talk to the main leaders of the two provinces, how could he care about him as a small director, let alone count, he still had to ask Fang Chen now.

Fang Chen paused for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I'm afraid there is really not, now there is only the difference between being more and less late, as for the plane flight that is not late, there is really no one in China, so I won't say anything about it, when I get to Moscow, I invite everyone to eat at the Moscow Hotel." ”

Hearing this, Niu Hongwei and Xia Chengan were stunned, but they didn't expect Fang Chen's mouth to be the Moscow Hotel, the Moscow Hotel they have only heard of its name, they have never been there, it is too expensive, it is too expensive, according to the standard of travel expenses, they can only afford to live in a small hotel in Moscow, after all, the consumption of the Soviet Union is much higher than that of the country.

"Mr. Fang, this is not appropriate, you are doing us a favor, if you want to say that we are also inviting you to dinner. Niu Hongwei said with some embarrassment.

Fang Chen waved his hand indifferently, "Going abroad is a family, whoever invites is the same, besides, your hospitality is called eating and drinking at public expense, I am spending my own money, freedom." ”

Niu Hongwei and Xia Chengan looked at each other, what Fang Chen said was really arrogant, if it were them, they would rather spend public money than use the money in their pockets, and the things that damage private and fat public affairs are probably not something that normal people can do.

But after thinking about it, it became clear to the two of them that the person in front of them was not an ordinary person.

After a few pleasantries, Fang Chen took someone on the plane.

There were three Tu-154s, all of which were just poured out of the Soviet Union for him by Mu Qizhong, but as soon as he returned to China, Air China had not seen the plane, so he requisitioned it.

Originally, Air China was quite anxious, otherwise it would not have been able to directly let the pilots from the Soviet side drive the plane over, but in fact, according to the original procedure, it should have sent domestic pilots to study like Sichuan Airlines, and then the domestic pilots would have driven back in person.

But as soon as he heard that Fang Chen wanted to borrow it, Huo Xingping, the chairman of Air China, agreed directly without saying a word, not to mention that the plane had not been delivered, in fact, it was still Fang Chen's plane, and besides, selling it to Fang Chen was probably a good thing that he couldn't ask for.

Sitting in the first-class cabin, Fang Chen lay down very casually, and Niu Hongwei and Xia Chengan on the side also looked accustomed to it, and they were not shocked, although their level was not enough to take the first-class cabin of the plane according to the regulations, but in fact, there could be a few department-level cadres, like Lao Dengtou, who were so sincere that they would not sit if they said they would not sit?

However, Wu Maocai kept twisting his butt in the chair with some excitement, as if he had never sat in first class.

At this time, Wu Maocai's blood surged, his eyes lit up, and the whole person was very excited.

Fang Chen glanced at Wu Maocai, "This is a charter plane, not a private jet, what are you excited about." ”

Wu Maocai said in surprise: "Ninth Master, how do you know that I am happy for this?"

He is indeed excited about charter flights, although charter flights are much worse than private jets, but they are also their planes, they can fly whenever they want, he and Jiu Ye don't come, this plane will have to wait!

In any case, it is better than squeezing a civil airliner with two or three hundred people.

Fang Chenpi snorted coldly without smiling, he was too lazy to take care of Wu Maocai, if he couldn't even see this, it would really be two lives in vain.

didn't care about Fang Chen's eyes, Wu Maocai continued to say excitedly: "Ninth master, you see, how good is the private jet, we can fly when we want, and our own plane, we can change it, change this piece to a big bedroom for you, the toilet, the kitchen can have anything, you can sleep comfortably in bed, and when you wake up, you have run thousands of kilometers away, and then I will give you a big meal, this feeling is as good as it is." ”

Wu Maocai's eyes seemed to have starlight, full of longing, and he felt that this was the life that the Ninth Master should live.

It's not that the current life is not good, it's just that he thinks that compared with the current worth of the ninth master, the life of the ninth master is like an ascetic.

I don't know what to say here, but the life described by Wu Maocai is indeed quite tempting......

After a few breaths, Fang Chen glared at Wu Maocai angrily, "Okay, I told you about it, and then I will beat you up!"

He is also really drunk, Wu Maocai himself is not decent, he does not spend a penny of his salary and all the rammed goods handed over to his grandfather, and he has to buy a private jet all day long, and live the life of a rich man in Europe and the United States, and he doesn't know what to think.

After speaking, seeing that the plane had flown smoothly, Fang Chen directly pulled down the visor on the side and went to sleep!

Just flew from Yangcheng to Yanjing, and then flew to Moscow non-stop, he didn't sleep, he had to die.

Although he was reprimanded by Fang Chen, Wu Maocai didn't care, but showed an inexplicable smile, the ninth master was obviously moved, he felt that if he persuaded him once or twice, this private plane would be in hand.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard!

Through this experience of flying on a charter flight, he couldn't help but look forward to private jets even more.

Seeing that Fang Chen and Wu Maocai were asleep, Niu Hongwei and Xia Chengan looked at each other, and they didn't know what to say, although bicycles are no longer a rare thing, but what the Chinese people are generally discussing now is to earn money to buy a 125 motorcycle, but when it comes to Fang Chen, it has become a discussion about buying a private jet.

Once again, they saw what it means to be a billionaire.

But it is also said that Fang Chen has the confidence to buy a private jet, or if someone in China buys a private jet, the first one must be Fang Chen, if it is someone else, they will be even more surprised.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Chen suddenly felt a jolt and shaking of the plane, and then immediately after that, there was a piercing and sharp exclamation in his ears: "Fighter!"

There was a sudden commotion throughout the cabin.

In an instant, Fang Chen woke up, opened the visor and took a look, and suddenly couldn't help but gasp, only to see that not far away, a fighter jet was not far away and followed their plane, Fang Chen felt that if his eyesight was a little better, he could see the face of the pilot in the cockpit.

"Ninth Master, there is one over here!" Wu Maocai opened the visor on the other side and shouted.

Fang Chen frowned slightly, his heart couldn't help beating, not to mention a fighter jet in the sky, even a bird next to him was not a good thing.

If there's anything more frightening now than having a fighter next to it, it's two!

Niu Hongwei and Xia Chengan were also frightened, but they were finally calm and could work with the flight attendants to appease others.

"You go and ask the captain what's going on, and where is this? Don't fly to the wrong place, right?" Fang Chen's question hit like a cannon.

Wu Maocai nodded hurriedly and walked into the cockpit quickly.

At this time, the cabin also returned to quiet, everyone was unitary and disciplined, and after a short period of panic, reason returned, but the face was still a little serious, and some people had even taken out a pen and paper, looking at this posture, it should be writing a suicide note.

Fang Chen's brain burned violently, he almost thought that someone had hijacked the plane just now, but after thinking about it, hijacking was not popular these days, and they were charter planes, everyone was a unit, organized people, and at least the political examination that could go abroad should have passed.

He felt that the biggest possibility was to fly wrong, if he was a pilot from another country, he would fly wrong if he didn't believe it, but you must know that this is a Soviet pilot, not to mention that you can continue to fly a plane after drinking vogart, and even go to outer space, Soviet cosmonauts have to take vogart, this kind of operation is normal.

Therefore, if he flies wrong, Fang Chen is not strange at all, but if this is really flying to the border of another country, then he will laugh completely, if he is lucky, he will be repatriated when he lands, and if he is unlucky, he will be finished.

Immediately after that, a thought flashed, Fang Chen instantly felt cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, this could not be that European and American countries were planning to kill him, and then plant him to Russia, causing China and Russia to fight each other, right?

But after thinking about it, Fang Chen also dispelled his thoughts, not to mention whether China and Russia would be at odds with him, even if he could, a missile on the ground would solve him directly.

Now the whole Soviet Union is in chaos, and no one knows about throwing one or two rocket launchers, so why use fighter jets?

The target is big, it's easy to track, and most importantly, why should this fighter be seen by them?

If you want to kill him, how good it would be to go straight to the soul.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, Fang Chen shook his head, dispelling all kinds of messy thoughts, the only thing he could count on now was that Wu Mao could ask something from the captain's mouth.

However, he didn't seem to be planning to do anything, just wanted to fly quietly next to him.

Does this fighter want to be a quiet beautiful man?

Fang Chen's face was weird.

It didn't take long for Wu Mao to walk out of the cockpit with a somewhat strange expression.

"Where is it now?What's the matter with this fighter?What did the captain say?" Fang Chen asked in a deep voice.

"Now I have just entered the border of Russia, as for the ...... of this fighter," Wu Maocai's expression became even more strange.

Fang Chen's eyes were about to get angry, and when he saw this, Wu Mao hurriedly said: "Don't be angry first, after you hear it, you estimate that you are not much better than me, the captain said, this fighter is escort Chinese ing!"