Chapter 368: PMC?
"Sister Zhi, are you nostalgic for how you felt when you were a flight attendant?"
Yan Qingyu sat on the sofa and looked at the clouds outside the window, but was interrupted by the whistling bear child, and then said to Zhao Yazhi who was at the small bar in front of the wine cabinet with a smile.
Zhao Yazhi glanced at him with disgust and said, "How could there be such a condition back then?" At that time, I was flying to Japan, and I was still in economy class. The environment is a world of difference compared to what it is now. β
Hearing Zhao Yazhi say that she was working as a flight attendant in economy class, Yan Qingyu pretended to breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, it's not in first class." β
Zhao Yazhi and the others were stunned when they heard this, and Lin Qingxia said with a smile: "Isn't the first class cabin more comfortable?" Why is it bad? β
Yan Qingyu explained: "I heard that the biggest difference between first class and economy class is that it doesn't matter if the flight attendant in the former is indecent three times, while the latter will be taken away by Sir only once, so the flight attendant in economy class is generally safe." β
"Hahaha!"
There was a burst of laughter in the cabin, and Lin Qingxia and the others all leaned back and fell in laughter. Although a few little beans couldn't understand why the adults were laughing so happily, it didn't prevent them from joining a scene, laughing loudly, screaming, and turning their heads on the carpet......
The journey that was originally difficult and torturous in the flight was now full of laughter.
There was no flight attendant on the plane, not to prevent Yan Qingyu from plotting against him. It's just that the situation at home is too special, unless it is an absolutely reassuring manpower, it is generally not allowed to let people get close to the Yan family.
There is a galley on the plane, and the women of the Yan family are not pampered except for He Chaoqiong.
They are no strangers to the kitchen, and they are not women who can't survive without the cook.
Honggu can skillfully fry steak, Lin Qingxia can cook porridge, and even Zhou Huimin, who has a lower belly, can make soup.
Now, of course, they do this only occasionally.
The housekeeper, the cook and the bodyguard arrived in Los Angeles yesterday. Took over the manor there.
It was a huge ten-acre estate in Beverly Hills, known as the city of Los Angeles, and the mansion was located on the slopes of Beverly Hill overlooking the entire Sunset Boulevard.
Zhao Yazhi was dressed in a white cheongsam, leaning on the cabin wall, holding a tulip-shaped goblet in her hand, looking at the endless sea of clouds outside the window with a somewhat confused look, and said: "Even today, I still feel that this kind of life is as unreal as a dream." β
Lin Qingxia put down the scroll in her hand and said with a smile: "Ah Zhi, we can enjoy the quality of life." But there's no need to get lost in matter. In fact, whether it was the cage house in Sham Shui Po, or the villa in Repulse Bay, or even on the plane now, what you haven't changed is your belief in home and your feelings for Xiao Yu, which is enough. β
Zhao Yazhi was thoughtful when she heard this, and looked at Yan Qingyu who was holding Xiao Mingzhu in the distance and looking at the sea of clouds through the window. A warm smile appeared on her beautiful face.
"Sister Qingxia, why are you so knowledgeable? Teach me! β
Zhou Huimin, Mentor Zhou, who is very domineering and elegant in the outside world, looked at Lin Qingxia with adoring eyes and flattered.
Seeing this, Lin Qingxia stretched out her finger. Gently scraped the bridge of her nose, and said with a somewhat doting smile: "You little naughty, you naturally learned knowledge, and you want to be knowledgeable." Just read more books. β
Zhou Huimin wrinkled her nose and said, "Sister Qingxia, I have a book!" The newspapers said that my reviews were on point. It's very level. I'm an uneducated person! β
"Hey, Zhou Heiniu, when you say that you are uneducated, can you not look at me. What do you mean? β
Wang Zuxian said with a dissatisfied face.
The other women in the family saw that the two of them were fighting again, and they all watched with their hands on their chests with great interest.
Zhou Huimin looked at Wang Zuxian blankly and said, "What's wrong?" Did I say something wrong? β
Wang Zuxian rolled her eyes speechlessly and said, "That's right. β
A sly smile flashed in the depths of Zhou Huimin's black and white eyes, and he nodded: "That's it!" What I said makes sense! β
"Hahaha!"
He Chaoqiong's smart laughter was almost out of breath, Wang Zuxian was a girl with a very simple mind and a sharp turn, and she was taken to the ditch by Zhou Belly Black three or two.
Seeing everyone laughing like this, even if she was stupid, Wang Zuxian knew that she was teased by Zhou Huimin again.
Generally speaking, people with simple minds will have relatively strong limbs.
Wang Zuxian, who was born in basketball, vs Zhou Huimin, who grew up talking about the piano, won by force.
With both hands, he pulled Zhou Huimin's somewhat baby fat cheeks, and said viciously: "Say, what were you doing just now?" β
"Poof!"
Even Zhao Yazhi, who has always upheld justice, couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this, this stupid girl still doesn't know where she is planted.
But then she sighed a little emotionally, this girl is really a stupid person, and she is a fool, and she is with the right person. Otherwise, with her color and this silly character, in the big dye vat of the entertainment industry, the road of life is destined to be bumpy and rugged.
Zhou Huimin would rather die than give in, refusing to confess, and her pretty face was kneaded by Wang Zuxian, like dough.
"Brother Yu, come and save me! Brother Yu ......"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing Zhou Huimin's coquettish cry for help, Lin Qingxia, Zhong Chuhong and others were about to go crazy laughing.
Because Wang Zuxian is about to go berserk.
"Is your name so what? Don't you know there's a child? Look at the big and small treasures are learning your voice to twist around, don't you know how to be ashamed? β
Wang Zuxian, who was tall and tall, rode on Zhou Huimin, teaching her a lesson and pumping her ass.
Yan Qingyu looked at the excitement, and said to the two bear children with bright eyes of Dabao and Xiaobao: "Go and see, is it to help your mommy, or to help your aunt." β
Dabao and Xiaobao roared away, looked at Aunt Xian who was looking at them with eyes, and then looked at Mommy who was pretending to ask for help.
The two of them coincidentally helped Wang Zuxian beat up their mommy.
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In the stretched Lincoln car, the high-end stereo echoed the classic "Hotel California" of the Eagles.
Cars drive at high speed on California's highways, and the United States can become a country on wheels, which is inseparable from its 100,000-kilometer highways, and most of these highways are free.
Compared with Taiwan and Hong Kong, which have large populations and cramped environments, the first impression of the United States is that it is spacious.
"Brother Yaoxing, why are you here in person?"
Looking at Chen Yaoxing, who was holding Dabao in one hand and Xiaobao in the other, smiling affectionately in the car, Yan Qingyu asked.
Chen Yaoxing pouted and said, "My brother and nephew came to the United States for a reunion, how can I not come?" Besides, didn't I come to the United States to escort you? β
Yan Qingyu laughed and said, "Brother Yaoxing, don't talk nonsense." I'm here to make you the boss, not for you to go into battle yourself. β
Gandalf Huang Wenfeng, who acted as a driver in front, interjected and complained: "Brother Yu, Brother Yaoxing and his original subordinates are now forming a separate team. Not only did they invite two seals to train them, but they also prepared to go to Africa as a PMC to prepare for actual combat drills. Of course I don't agree, but I can't hold it anymore. β
Yan Qingyu frowned and said, "What is PMC?" β
Huang Wenfeng said: "PMC is the abbreviation of Private Military Contractor, that is, private military contractor, which is different from the security company that people are usually familiar with.
In the military history of the West, private military contractors have long existed. The Continental Army during the American Revolution relied heavily on private military contractors for transportation, carpentry, machinery repairs, and services related to food and medicine.
The Marquis de Lafayette of France, one of the first military contractors in the service of the American army, purchased and equipped a warship to join the battle directly with the British. After World War II, the U.S. military, which was gradually equipped with a variety of high-tech weapons, became increasingly dependent on private military contractors, and the Vietnam War was even called a war under contract. β
Yan Qingyu frowned and said, "How many years has World War II been since now?" Brother Yaoxing, are you going to travel back in time to World War II to fight? β
Chen Yaoxing sneered: "I thought you knew everything, but it turned out to be so-so." Don't you know that in those small countries in the Middle East and Africa, you beat me for a year and I beat you for three years? β
Yan Qingyu's face was completely gloomy, the atmosphere in the car was frozen and cold, and he said in a cold voice: "The war between Africa and the Middle East, does it have anything to do with you?" β
"Xiao Yu, are you talking to me in such a tone? Don't forget, you are my brother, I am your brother! β
Chen Yaoxing glared at Yan Qingyu and roared.
It is amazing that the quarrel between the two did not frighten Dabao and Xiaobao at all, and the two villains looked at their father and uncle intently.
Yan Qingyu said angrily: "You also know that I am your younger brother, and you are my elder brother." When you were going to get your head off, did you ever think about what I thought? β
Chen Yaoxing was stunned when he heard this, and said, "How can you lose your head?" Mike, you tell Xiao Yu, are we powerful? β
The seal, who had been sitting in the passenger seat as a transparent person, turned his head and smiled at Yan Qingyu and said, "Sir, Chen and his companions are the most courageous soldiers I have ever seen. If they were Americans, I would definitely recommend them to serve in the seals. β
Yan Qingyu didn't look at him, and said to Huang Wenfeng: "Ah Feng, stop." Let this Mr. Mike get out of the car and tell him that he was fired. He can choose to receive liquidated damages and leave, or he can choose to go to court, and I will accompany him. (To be continued......)