As soon as these words came out, Badia, Park Zhemin and others were stunned, and immediately looked at the fancy plane that had landed on the runway, then turned their heads to look at the smiling Song Changzheng, and then looked out the window again at the plane that was about to slide to the tarmac, and a feeling appeared on their faces that they had heard it wrong.

Mr. Song...... We...... We...... Let's take this to the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains?" After half a minute, Park Zhemin looked at Song Changzheng in surprise and asked the question in his heart with difficulty.

As a result, before Song Changzheng could answer, Badia on the side took the trouble to wrap his arms around his chest, and said with a smile: "It should be two planes of the same type, otherwise there are so many people, how can an ordinary regional airliner sit over." ”

Hearing this, the counselors or representatives of other countries all nodded suddenly, and even Park Zhemin was slightly less puzzled and showed a smile that was incomprehensible.

But just when everyone thought that they could see the good intentions of the Chinese side, Song Changzheng waved his hand with a smile: "Two planes are too wasteful, one is enough!"

"Mr. Song, you're not kidding, can this small plane fit us people?" Before Song Changzheng could finish speaking, Badia sneered and questioned.

Counsellors and representatives of other countries nodded in agreement with the same grim faces.

It's no wonder they are like this, don't look at the people in this VIP lounge, there are only about a dozen people, but there are still about thirty escorts in the ordinary lounge next to it.

There is no way, Badia, Park Zhemin and others are either senior commercial representatives or commercial counselors in China, and when they come out to do business with the Chinese side, they can't just come alone, at least there must be one translator, one assistant, and no less secretary.

This is not only a work need, but also a display of the country's image to the outside world, and it is not surprising that there are five or six accompanying personnel for a counselor or deputy, let alone three or four escorts.

Forget about the counselors or representatives of one or two countries, the key is that there are five or six people who come as soon as they come, and there are almost 40 people in bits and pieces, and then counting a large group of Song Changzheng's subordinates, there are as many as 57 chief workers in this line.

The average mainline airliner with more than 100 seats is enough to fill up half of it, and counting a dozen crew members, it is enough to carry out a low-profit medium- and long-haul route.

Otherwise, Badia would not have sworn that the Chinese side would arrange a Boeing 737 or A320 as a landline to the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains.

As a result, it was such a small plane sent by the Chinese side.

Yes, the fancy plane that had been parked on the tarmac in the eyes of Badia, Park and others was so small that many of them could see it at a glance, even if they didn't know much about the aircraft.

Because there are still many planes parked on the tarmac, not to mention the behemoth of the Boeing 747 in the distance, a Soviet-made Yak-42 aircraft in the vicinity is a typical representative of regional airliners.

With a take-off weight of 56 tons, it carries 110 passengers, has a range of 2,200 kilometers and is equipped with three turbofan engines.

As a result, the twin-engine plane, painted with the word "Takeoff" on both sides of the fuselage, was even smaller than the Yak-42 aircraft, so much so that people familiar with aviation technology such as Park Chol-min could not have a take-off weight of more than 40 tons.

An aircraft of less than 40 tons, wanting to carry 57 people, what a joke!

You must know that in the world at present, which regional airliner with more than 50 seats is not more than 40 tons, and as a result, China has found a plane of less than 40 tons for them to sit, do you think they can fool around if they don't know how to do it?

"The special plane arranged this time is the prototype of our Air Force T-500 radar warning aircraft, TRJ-500 regional airliner, the specific indicators, you have learned from the T-500 radar warning aircraft, why, what doubts do you have?"

Song Changzheng saw that Badia and Park Zhemin and others looked weird, and asked with a hesitant face, but it was okay not to say this, after saying that, Badia and Park Zhemin were MMP in their hearts for a while.

The basic performance and index data of the T-500 radar alert aircraft they had indeed understood before, a beautiful mess, and the dazzling numbers could blind people's eyes in minutes.

But because of this, Badia and Park Zhemin and others have nothing on the surface, but they are hehehe, no other than him, just because of this kind of sales routine of exaggerating the data, making the performance dazzling, and then causing their own products to be invincible, they really don't see too much.

So much so that many times I listen to the propaganda data, and the disgusting things that are not so good when I buy it back and actually fly it are not like that, so when Badia, Park Zhemin and others saw the data of the T-500 radar alert aircraft, a word subconsciously popped up in their minds: fake!

In such a preconceived situation, they naturally don't have a good impression of the TRJ-500 regional airliner, and they already have scruples about the middle side if they don't fold the performance in half, but Song Changzheng said such things at this time, and it is strange that Badia, Park Zhemin and others do not scold in their hearts.

Do you treat others as fools or stupid people, and use paper data to fool people, can't you Song Changzheng be honest?

Song Changzheng didn't know what Badia and Park Zhemin and others thought, seeing that these old people were getting more and more ugly, Song Changzheng smiled: "Don't think about it, otherwise, let's board the plane first, if you are satisfied, we will take the TRJ-500 regional airliner to the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains, if we are not satisfied, we are changing, anyway, to the southern foothills of the Qinling Mountains is also to visit the TRJ-500 regional airliner, whether it is successful or not, we will take a sneak peek." ”

Hearing this, the faces of Badia, Park Zhemin and others looked better, so several people exchanged glances, and finally Park Zhemin agreed to say: "Then go over and have a look, if we are not satisfied, I hope Mr. Song can respect our opinion." ”

"No problem!" Song Changzheng nodded without hesitation, and immediately got out of the way and made a gesture of invitation to Badia and Park Zhemin and others.

Since it was decided, Badia, Park Zhemin and the others did not twist, just pushed open the door and left the VIP lounge with a bang.

After passing through the late lobby, passing through the security check, and entering the special check-in channel specially opened for their pedestrians at the airport, Badia, Park Zhemin and others soon entered the cabin of the TRJ-500 regional airliner through the cabin door.

Xuan was stunned by the sight in front of him.

The lights in the whole cabin are bright and soft, a row of four-seat seats are arranged on both sides of the aisle, so that it extends to the rear of the cabin, like a soldier waiting for review, it looks neat and majestic, the luggage rack above and the air conditioning vent are cleverly integrated, not abrupt, not pretentious, it looks very natural, and with just the right porthole, so that these high-end people who often fly can't help but give birth to an exclamation: isn't this the shrunken Boeing 737!