Chapter 238: You're going to have bad luck

"Is there still a seat in front, we want to get off the cabin. The elder brother pointed to the place where the first class was, and then to the uncomfortable knees on his top and the vacuum that he was shouting about. The flight attendant glanced at a few people and smiled

"Yes, sir, please come with me. ”

She bent her knees slightly, smiled and stretched out her hand to lead forward, and the three of them struggled to get up and followed her to the first class.

The first class can enter and exit the economy class casually, after all, the toilet on the plane is at the back of the economy class, but the economy class can't just do this, the economy class is not good to enter the first class, who knows if the old lady will come out again after entering?

I have to say that the world is really wonderful, only separated by a curtain, but it is completely two lives. As soon as he walked in behind the stewardess, Qingyu swept the corner of the skirt and disappeared from the iron door in front of him, he poked the back of the senior brother, and gestured with his eyes, the senior brother looked in front of him, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Behind that door, there's the cockpit, and it's not a place to spend money in. After exposing several times that Internet celebrities and the like entered the cockpit to take pictures, the control in this regard is much stricter.

There was nothing to do for the time being, so the three of them sat down quietly in their seats, fastened their seat belts, and waited for the plane to take off. The senior brother and the vacuum were in a row, and the herring sat on the other side, and there was a middle-aged man sitting next to him, seeing the herring fish curiously fiddling with the chair for a while to fall down and raise it, the middle-aged man pouted disdainfully and turned his head away.

"Hillbilly. Although the middle-aged man's muttering voice was small, but Qingyu was not an ordinary person, he frowned when he heard this sentence and turned his head to look at the middle-aged man carefully.

This person is wearing ironed straight trousers, the leather shoes on his feet are shiny, his posture of holding his cheeks is a little awkward, not like ordinary people who use the palm of his hand to support his cheeks, or put his fingers against his cheeks after clenching his fist, but holding his face with the back of his hand after clenching his fist, Qingyu looked at it and understood, this posture can show the gold watch on this person's wrist to anyone who looks at it from any angle.

The herring pouted, too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person. He put down the chair and lay down comfortably, the senior brother took a few steps forward, stuck to the small window of the cockpit and looked in, and saw the old lady floating in the middle of the cockpit in a daze, and he didn't know what he was thinking, the two pilots were not unusual, he wanted to knock on the door and go in, but was stopped by the flight attendant.

The elder brother smiled and said that he was just curious to take a look, and then sat back down.

It didn't take long for the plane to start taxiing slowly, with a slight shaking, the nose of the plane lifted up and began to climb, the herring felt that his heart sank suddenly, and it returned to normal after a while, he looked at it, and the middle-aged man could see the ground outside the window getting farther and farther, and after a while, after the plane passed through the clouds, the magnificent scene made the herring froze.

He was wondering when he would be able to fly in the air, the middle-aged man turned his head and saw the herring staring out of the window in a daze, raised his eyebrows, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, a flight attendant smiled and walked over after hearing it, half-squatted in front of the middle-aged man and asked him softly if he needed anything, the middle-aged man pointed to the herring, and then pointed to other empty seats, and said proudly

"I'm going to change seats. ”

After speaking, he deliberately muttered in a voice that the herring could hear

"I can't sit in the C flight after I break it, this kind of hillbilly can take first class. ”

The herring fish is already wearing ordinary, and the clothes on his body look like a public brand, and even the shoes on his feet are ordinary sneakers of one or two hundred. The middle-aged man said that the flight attendant also heard it, they flew in the sky every day, contact all kinds of people, for this situation has been encountered more or less, the flight attendant looked at the herring in embarrassment, and quickly led the middle-aged man to the empty seat on the side.

Although this is not in accordance with the regulations, but leave him to sit where he is, and he doesn't know what to make a fuss about, in case he is complained again, it will be troublesome. The stewardess thought so, and after calming the middle-aged man, she walked up to the herring and squatted down and whispered

"I'm sorry, sir, but I hope you understand. ”

Qingyu frowned and glanced at the middle-aged man who was sitting and glanced back at himself, turned his head and smiled at the flight attendant

"It's okay, I understand you. ”

The stewardess thanked her gratefully and whispered, and Qingyu smiled and said that you are not welcome, she went to get busy.

The middle-aged man pouted and turned his head, only then did he see a delicately dressed woman next to him, the man stretched out his hand and shrank in front of him to look at the time, then pulled out the small table and put his hand on it.

The reflection of the gold watch shone on the woman's eyes for a moment, and she frowned, turned her head to look at it, and then turned her head to look out the window with disdain.

"Beauty, where is the high school?I am the director of XX company, let's see if we can cooperate in the future?" said the middle-aged man with a smile, while reaching out and taking out his business card from his pocket. Sitting in first class, dressed exquisitely, the small bag in hand looks expensive, the name of this conversation has to be changed, the middle-aged man is one of the veterans, casually reported the work business, trying to contact in the name of cooperation.

Isn't it all about win-win cooperation these years, maybe you can still cooperate in bed. The middle-aged man had saliva in his heart, and handed it over with his business card between his fingers.

"Not cooperative, thank you. The woman replied indifferently, put on an eye mask and lay down directly.

"It's okay to get to know each other, make friends. The middle-aged man didn't give up and tried to say a few more words, but the woman turned sideways in the wide chair and turned her back to him.

The middle-aged man frowned and simply turned his head. He turned his head and glanced at the herring again, and when he saw that the herring kept looking at him, he couldn't help but glare at the herring, and opened his mouth to compare the mouth shape of a hillbilly before turning his head back.

"Your seal hall is black, it is a bad luck face. ”

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to turn around, Qingyu spoke, originally he didn't bother to pay attention to this person, but the middle-aged man provoked himself again, Qingyu couldn't help it, he said expressionlessly

"Bloody Mold. ”

The middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head angrily

"Which child, how do you speak?"

As he spoke, he unbuckled his seat belt, stood up angrily, walked to the herring, and pointed to the herring's face

"I'm telling you, it's not everyone you can offend when you're out and about. ”

When the middle-aged man said this, his face was full of pride, and his eyes secretly glanced around, and when he saw someone looking over, he raised his wrist and pulled his hair back, and was about to reprimand a few more words, when the herring fish said expressionlessly

"You're going to have bad luck. ”

The name of the middle-aged director, Qingyu doesn't understand, even if he does, he won't put it in his eyes, and he hasn't seen a person like Chu Junxiong with a net worth of tens of billions.

The more abundant the assets, the more trembling, the more strong the background, the more scruples, and the more modest the talent.

Only when people know more do they have the heart to be afraid, but this middle-aged man still knows too little.