Chapter 290: Going to the United States (II)
The stewardess moved very quickly, brought the clothes rack, helped Xie Mei hang up the suit and coat, and handed them the blanket.
"Two comrades, do you need something to drink?" the stewardess probably saw the sweat on the foreheads of the two of them, so she asked intimately.
Xie Mei was stunned for a moment: "Do you still have anything to drink?"
"Of course, we had all kinds of drinks on board. The stewardess replied with a smile.
"What are the specifics?" asked Zhong Yuemin.
"There is hot water, tea, coffee, soft drinks, beer, Moutai"
"Hey, even Moutai has it!" Zhong Yuemin was a little surprised, can you still drink alcohol on the plane this year?
The stewardess replied, "Yes, but drinking on an empty stomach is not good for your health, so it is recommended that you can have two drinks during the meal after a while." β
Zhong Yuemin smiled, "Is there a Coke? β
"Okay. The stewardess asked Xie Mei again, "This comrade, what do you need to drink?"
"Ah, oh," Xie Mei was a little sluggish, "I want Coke too." β
"Okay, please wait. β
When Coke was brought up, Zhong Yuemin suddenly felt cordial, when the glass bottle in the shape of Coca-Cola's pleated skirt is like this, plug in the straw, take a sip, and it will suddenly explode!
Xie Mei, who was sitting next to her, choked herself and coughed, "Why is there so much anger?"
"It's better to drink when you have more gas!" Zhong Yuemin said: "It would be better if it was chilled!"
"I think it's average, not as good as Bingfeng. Xie Mei pouted.
"That's a pity, when you get to the United States, it's all this flavor of Coke, and you can't drink Bingfeng!" Zhong Yuemin said.
"Yuemin, which direction are we flying in now?" Xie Mei looked at the pitch black outside and suddenly asked.
"To fly west, you should first get to Paris. β
"I've heard of Paris, where there's the Eiffel Tower, the Champs-ElysΓ©es, and Flaubert, Alexandre Dumas, Maupassant, Victor Hugo. β
"Heh, you've read a lot of books. Zhong Yuemin smiled, "I always thought you were the kind of"
"The kind of person who is always serious and never out of line?" Xie Mei asked rhetorically.
Zhong Yuemin touched his nose, "It's a little bit." β
"Have you ever heard of chameleons?"
Zhong Yuemin nodded.
"The chameleon will change the corresponding skin color in any environment, so that natural predators cannot find it, which is called protective color. Xie Mei smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm a chameleon who always wears a protective color." β
"You can't get drunk with Coke, do you?" Zhong Yuemin glanced back at the other people in the cabin, fortunately, they were all resting with their eyes closed.
Xie Mei said: "I'm not drunk, I'm not crazy, I just suppressed myself for too long, I just want to talk to you." β
"Well, what do you want to talk about?" Zhong Yuemin asked.
Xie Mei took a sip of Coke, as if it was really liquor, "Yuemin, what do you think of me?"
"It's good. β
"I mean, do you like me even a little, a little?"
There was a long silence.
Zhong Yuemin was extremely shocked in his heart, he knew that Luo Jinlan had some good feelings for him, but he never thought that Xie Mei, who had always been silent by Luo Jinlan's side, would have similar thoughts.
"I ......" Zhong Yuemin felt as if he had been poured several buckets of glue into his throat, and he couldn't speak.
"You don't have to answer me now!" Xie Mei leaned back in her chair at this time, her eyes closed, "Wait until you think about it before you talk to me, okay?"
Without waiting for Zhong Yuemin to answer, Xie Mei turned her head away, as if she was asleep.
Zhong Yuemin has great doubts about his life, is it because of the crossing that he has become a popular physique?
Even a cold and ruthless master like Xie Mei has changed 180 degrees, it can't be that God is playing tricks on him, right?
Actually, it's not God, it's the author-kun who is a little bored on the subway, hahaha......
The plane continued to soar over Inner Mongolia, everyone in the cabin was drowsy, and the body occasionally encountered some turbulence in the air current, but everyone was used to it.
I don't know how long it took, but the golden sunlight shone through the window on everyone's faces, waking everyone up.
"Dear passengers, it's half past five in the morning Beijing time, our flight attendants are about to serve you breakfast, please be in your seat later. β
Xie Mei also woke up from her sleep and looked at Zhong Shanyue, who had already woken up and was reading a book, "What time is it?"
"Half past five, there will be breakfast in a while, will you eat a little?"
"Hmm. Xie Mei looked at the dazzling sunlight outside the window, "Why is it so bright?"
"We're far west, probably going out of the country, and we're above the clouds, so we can see the sun more clearly. β
"Oh. Xie Mei was only a little sober at this time, and looked at Zhong Shanyue who was suddenly a little shy or embarrassed.
Zhong Yue Minquan didn't know, he waited for breakfast intently, and drank a bottle of Coke in one night, he was too hungry.
"Comrade waiter?" Someone suddenly raised their hand.
The stewardess walked over quickly, "Hello, comrade, do you need any help?"
"It's too hot in the cabin, can I take off my clothes?" Zhong Yuemin, the person who spoke, knew a university teacher in Shanxi Province who specialized in physics and engineering technology.
The stewardess was stunned, and it took a long time to react, holding back a smile, "Of course you can take off your coat, and you can take it off and hang it on the hook of the bulkhead." β
"Oh......"
There was a sudden sound in the cabin, and then everyone stood up and took off their coats, and it seemed that the heat was unbearable.
Xie Mei looked at the coat that had already hung on the bulkhead and the blanket draped on her body, and suddenly looked at Zhong Yuemin with some curiosity.
"What's wrong?" Zhong Yuemin felt her gaze.
"How do you know it's going to be hot on the plane?"
"Guess. Zhong Yuemin said: "Those stewardesses are on the plane every day, and they wear uniforms, which must be the most suitable." Let's wrap each one like a ball, and we must be in a hot panic. β
"Hehe" Xie Mei couldn't help laughing, "Why are you so damaged?!"
"After flying for so long, I have to have some fun for myself. Zhong Yuemin glanced at the stewardess who delivered the meal, "I don't know if the plane meal is boiled or not, I just left Beijing for half a day, and I thought a little about it!"
It turned out that Zhong Yuemin thought too much, and the flight meal sent by the flight attendant was only bread, biscuits, sausages, some corn kernels, and an orange, and drank cola, orange juice, beer, and Moutai.
For most of the people on the plane, this kind of food is already very rich, everyone is very satisfied, many people choose to drink two cups of Moutai, one is usually rare to drink, and the other is to help sleep.
Zhong Yuemin forced himself to eat a lot of bread and sausages, and his appetite was much worse when he thought that he would only be able to eat these for a long time in the future.
Xie Mei is quite happy to eat, she seems to have begun to enjoy this Western-style simple meal, according to her, Chinese spend too much time on eating, which is really a great disrespect for life!
Zhong Yuemin was too lazy to refute her, in his heart, Westerners are not worthy of talking about eating with Chinese at all, because they are at the kindergarten level compared to Chinese in terms of eating, and Chinese who are obsessed with this eating habit are simply sitting crooked!
When night fell again, Zhong Yuemin and his entourage finally arrived at Charles de Gaulle Airport in France, where they would wait for twelve hours, although they could not get out of the airport, but everyone was a little inexplicably excited.
Entering the terminal, almost all foreigners looked at them, because this group of Chinese had to be eye-catching, wearing black coats like a group of soldiers, in this colorful and colorful terminal is too abrupt.
When it was learned that this group of black "soldiers" was from Red China, the airport instantly boiled a little, and everyone approached to see what the Chinese from the other side of the mysterious Iron Curtain were like.
"Yuemin, why are they staring at us?" Xie Mei was a little frightened, and asked with a smile on her mind.
"They haven't seen Chinese people and are a little curious. Zhong Yuemin replied.
He was a little nervous when he saw the other people passing by, so he saw it and greeted the onlookers: "Bonjour!"
"bonjour!" Someone immediately responded, the French were more enthusiastic, their perception of the Chinese at this time was not bad, and there was no prejudice caused by the slander of unscrupulous media in later generations.
"Are you from Beijing?" someone asked.
"Yes, we are from Beijing. Zhong Yuemin replied, "The French people are so welcoming, my companions are sweating a little, can we walk around?"
"Haha" The French onlookers laughed, "Of course, you Chinese are welcome to beautiful Paris!"
"Thank you!"
After saluting Zhong Yuemin exactly, the French people around him dispersed, obviously understanding what Zhong Yuemin meant.
The leader of the team hurriedly walked over, "Yuemin, what did you tell them?"
"I'll let them fuck off, don't have sex in front of us!"
The team leader suddenly became anxious, "How can you talk like that?" Before we went abroad, we had foreign affairs training, and we went abroad to represent the motherland, so we should pay attention to the influence!"
"Director Yuan, don't worry. Xie Mei hurriedly came up to be relieved, "Yuemin was talking to you, he had a friendly exchange with the French, that is, we are from Beijing and want to walk around." β
"Really?" Officer Yuan was a little unconvinced, he could speak English, but he was blind to French, and some were skeptical.
"Really, I understand French. Xie Mei explained: "Yuemin is just joking, don't take it seriously." If he had really told the French such nonsense, they would not have had a good debt of gratitude to him. β
"That's just as well. Officer Yuan nodded and said to Zhong Yuemin: "Diplomacy is no trivial matter!
"Got it, don't worry. Zhong Yuemin responded with a smile.
Officer Yuan looked at the military coat on Zhong Yuemin's body, and was a little tired, so he simply stayed away, and just asked Xie Mei to keep an eye on him.
For more than ten hours, this group of Chinese in black walked around the entire terminal building, especially the shopping area.
They saw too many goods here that they had never seen before, and for the first time, they deeply felt the materialistic extravagance of capitalism.
"Yuemin, why don't you go shopping?" Xie Mei found Zhong Yuemin in a cafΓ©, where he was reading a book.
"I'm too tired, I'm not in a hurry now, there will be opportunities in the future. β
In fact, Zhong Yuemin's real idea is that there is really nothing to visit at Charles de Gaulle Airport, whether it is the scale or the richness of the goods, it is not comparable to the airport of any provincial capital city in China in later generations.
Zhong Yuemin first walked around, mainly interested in various "vintage" goods of this era.
At this time, all kinds of fashionable goods in the mall are retro goods in Zhong Yuemin's opinion, and it is enough to see them once. Especially those electronic products that arouse the greed of Chinese students, Zhong Yuemin lacks interest, which is too big and bulky.
"I don't want to go shopping anymore. Xie Mei also sat down, "These goods are good, but they are too expensive, and any one of them can cost us all our pocket money." β
"It's a pain to see but not to buy. Zhong Yuemin smiled and took out an envelope from his pocket, "I still have some dollars here, if you like something, I can borrow it from you." β
"No!" Xie Mei hurriedly excused herself, "I haven't spent the dollars you exchanged for me! Besides, if you borrow from me, I don't know when I can afford to pay it back!"
"When will I be able to afford to pay it back. Zhong Yuemin said, "You can ask the flight attendant on the plane to bring it back for you." β
Xie Mei hesitated a little, but finally took the money, "I will pay you back as soon as I have the money!"
"It's okay, you can go quickly, time is running out. β
"Hello, Chinese!"
Zhong Yuemin was sitting, looking at the newspaper he had just bought when he was injured, when suddenly a voice came.
"Hello, beautiful young lady. Zhong Yuemin looked up and saw that it was a black-haired lady wearing a brown trench coat, with a hint of Asian charm.
"Can I sit down?"
This time the other party spoke Chinese, Zhong Yuemin was not particularly surprised, Paris is the center of the European continent, and it is a normal thing for any kind of people to appear here.
"Of course, having a beautiful lady like you sit with you is hard to ask for. Zhong Yuemin made a gesture of please.
The other sat down, "Aren't you curious about me?"
"If you're willing to speak, I'd love to listen. Zhong Yuemin said with a smile.
"You and your companions are different. The other party glanced at Zhong Yuemin's outfit, "You are very special." β
"Thanks, is this a compliment to me?"
"Hehe, sort of. The other party covered his mouth and smiled.
The next day, the plane continued its voyage, crossing the Atlantic Ocean to the airport in Washington, D.C., USA.
At this time, China and the United States had not yet formally established diplomatic relations, and China had only one liaison office in Washington, D.C., and the staff of the liaison office rented a long silver bus to pick them up.
For the luxury buses and the straight roads in the United States, everyone's eyes widened, and the many cars along the way made everyone sigh when China could develop like this.
Zhong Yuemin felt that the United States at this time was not much to look at, but it was more vigorous and energetic than later generations.
All the way he thought about the Chinese-speaking lady he met at Charles de Gaulle airport.