Lorina: "My bottom line is, you have to know how to be grateful with your things!" ”

For example, Yun Qianfeng, when he thinks of Rolena, he is very grateful.

Even if Lorenca only used a third of his stuff for a few seconds.

In the front cabin, his father's growl could be heard from the receiver of Hörmann's mobile phone.

"Bastard! What they promised yesterday is good, but today they will go back on their word, they are murdering! I'm going to sue them! Must be"

Even if the hands-free is not turned on, this side can be heard clearly, which shows how angry Huo Man's father is.

Homan didn't cry this time, he really cried:

"Oh, dear Dad, don't be angry, think of a way, even if you want to sue them, you want us to land safely, don't you?"

Homan's father calmed down and said in a deep voice:

"Wait a little longer, I'll continue to think of a way, it's really not possible, use the whole plane parachute to force land in a relatively flat place, this is the only way for the time being."

Homan cried:

"Oh, Dad, the whole plane parachute is not absolutely safe, the danger is still great, oh"

That voice is really worthy of the muscles of that body, very loud.

Yun Qianfeng knew that he couldn't continue, otherwise the whole plane would really parachute, and the danger would be too great, after all, it was just the only option in a last resort.

So he strode to the front, knocked on the cockpit door in the surprised twilight of the crowd, and said in English to the driver inside, Jack:

"Call the airport below, and say that I will win on this plane."

Jack looked at Yun Qianfeng puzzled, that dress looked too plain, no matter how you look at it, he would not be a big person.

The next few people are also muttering, "Who is I going to win", "I don't know", "He can speak English", "He deliberately embarrassed us", "Despicable Hua.".

"Hurry up, unless you really want to parachute."

Yun Qianfeng added to the stunned Jack.

Jack didn't know if he could do it, but he still hesitantly picked up the walkie-talkie and called:

"Call, call, I am on our plane, he."

Before he finished speaking, the other side said loudly:

"Please let me speak to Mr. Bisheng."

Jack didn't expect that mentioning this I must win seemed to really work.

Yun Qianfeng took the microphone and heard the other party say respectfully:

"Oh, Mr. Bisheng, we just waited for you, so we didn't let other planes land, for fear of delaying your rest, I didn't expect you to be on this plane, Miss Rollena didn't tell us which plane you were on, only said the approximate arrival time, and said that we will naturally know."

It's definitely something that Lorenca can do.

Yun Qianfeng's face was expressionless, his voice was serious, but not sharp, and he asked:

"Why don't you speak Mandarin and speak this flawed language with no future?"

"Oh, Mr. Bisheng, we are now training in the teaching of Mandarin, and great languages are too difficult."

Yun Qianfeng said lightly:

"Hurry up and study, study hard, and arrange the landing."

After speaking, he handed the walkie-talkie to Jack, walked to the back quietly, sat down and fastened his seat belt, picked up the book, and no one read it, no one paid attention.

The people on this plane, except for him and Jerry Zhou, all spoke English, and all of them were damaged by what he had just pointed at and scolded Huai, but none of them spoke out or whispered.

The first few people, including the driver Jack, pondered in their hearts:

"His low-key clothes, now I feel that they are really textured!"

"He must be a big man, we can't touch the height of the big man, heh, what about the big man, he is still a branch N."

"It's strange that we have to land, it turns out that we are waiting for him, and Huaxia people love to do this kind of special selfish thing"

"No matter what, the genes are there, how can they be compared to Homan."

They didn't get angry at the airport's irresponsibility, but secretly released both good and bad emotions on Yun Qianfeng's body.

This kind of thinking is strange and indescribable.

It's even outrageous.

Because Yun Qianfeng allowed them to land safely as fast as possible, this made him respected by the pilot, Jack, but not by some very strange Huaxia people.

It's a dog.

Of course, if they knew that this airport was once owned by the company and that the owner of the company was the so-called low-key man in front of them, they would have spoken even more ugly words.

That's right, this airport is Yun Qianfeng's, although it is Lorina who is under unified management.

And Lorena is definitely a good manager.

The cabin was very quiet, these people may not like Yun Qianfeng, but there is definitely a trace of fear in their hearts, and they are no longer as unscrupulous as before.

From that moment on, it seemed that the owner of the plane was no longer Hersie Xu, who chartered the plane, but Yun Qianfeng.

His breathing dominated the rhythm of the small cabin.

After the plane landed safely, someone below was greeted with a red carpet.

It's a small town, and it's estimated that half of the people in the town are drawn to be cheerleaders.

Lorena spends far more money for the sake of face than her private jets and yachts.

This card made several people in the same machine more and more convinced that this was a big man, a big one.

So, after the plane was refueled and continued to depart, everyone in the cabin looked a little restrained.

Except for Jerry Chow.

Since he found out that Yun Qianfeng actually had Fuchun Mountain Residence in his bag, his addiction to smoking has become greater than before, one after another, and he has to take a selfie every time, and then retouch the picture and send it to Moments.

His parents sent him away, and it didn't come to much use.

However, this silence was interrupted by an exclamation a few hours later.

Driver Jack suddenly shouted from the cockpit:

"Fack, what's that?"

A group of people seemed to be a little apprehensive when they heard the movement, and they all hurried over and looked out the window.

They are now flying at low altitudes, only three or four hundred meters above the ground.

In the distance, in the middle of the air, a green aura with a diameter of no more than forty centimeters hovered.

The aura seemed to be completely still, and even the light that came out seemed to be motionless, maintaining a shape.

Jerry Zhou hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and started taking pictures, shouting in his mouth:

", flying saucer!"

Several classmates next to him cast disdainful glances at him.

Homan pouted:

"Hey, Jerry, as a physics student, or studying high-energy particles, if you make such a judgment, the teacher will be so angry that he will commit suicide."

Jerry was not convinced, and said:

"Then what do you say is not a flying saucer?"

Without thinking, Homan said:

"It should be the fire of St. Elmo."

As a student majoring in high-energy particles, I know the meaning of this word, except for Jerry Chow.

The St. Elmo's Fire, essentially a G-shaped discharge, is nothing more than a very low temperature plasma that does not cause harm to objects it touches.

Linda frowned, shook her head, and said:

"But it's a sunny day, and there are no conditions for St. Elmo's fire, so I think we should go around a little farther ahead, because I suspect it's ball lightning."

As ball lightning, they are more familiar with this profession, although the scientific community does not know the real cause of ball lightning, but it is precisely because it cannot be explained that this thing is more famous in the industry.

Although ball lightning is also mostly seen during thunderstorms, there have been records of sunny days, which is not the same as the fire of St. Elmo.

After hearing that it might be ball lightning, everyone felt a little numb in their backs, because the lethality of that thing was too weird.

Yes, the weirdness of its destructive power, even overpowering its enormous destructiveness, has become the most feared place for those who know it.

For example, the selectivity of its destructive power.

A ball of lightning comes in the middle of a group of people, and it may or may not explode.

If there is an explosion, not everyone will be injured, and it is likely that there will only be one unlucky egg.

It is likely that this unlucky guy only had his clothes burned, but his body was only slightly injured.

It may also be that the clothes are not damaged, but the skin is almost burned, and there is no chance of skin transfer.

It may also be that the clothes and skin are fine, but the internal organs are cooked, and the smell of barbecue comes out of the nostrils.

It's random, it's wanton, it's weird.

Jack swerved, trying to get around the green aura.

However, Murphy's Law rarely disappoints.

The green aura disappeared so suddenly.

This phenomenon is not surprising, after all, ball lightning can suddenly increase to more than 20,000 kilometers per hour in a stationary state, which is comparable to teleportation.

And this kind of rapidity, which only appears in ball lightning on a sunny day, is just like today.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, because according to the speed of ball lightning, I am afraid that they will all reach the northern hemisphere at this time.

However, before they could finish their breath, they suddenly all froze on the spot with fear on their faces.

Because, a green halo with a diameter of less than forty centimeters, as if the shell of the plane was nothing, slowly floated in from the bottom of the cabin, hovering in the middle of the cabin, like an eye, watching them.

Linda is a high-achieving student and knows a lot of knowledge, and she sits next to Yun Qianfeng.

I saw Linda raise her hand with an extremely slow movement and cover her mouth and nose.

A person's breath causes changes in the temperature around them, changes in airflow, and changes in humidity, all of which can attract ball lightning.

When Yun Qianfeng saw this scene, he slowly raised his hand and covered his mouth and nose as well.

Next came Jerry Chow, and then the three at the bar.

As the minutes ticked by, everyone's faces became redder and redder.

In such a quiet, stable space, the next person to breathe is likely to be the choice of ball lightning.

The competition for lung capacity has begun.

(End of chapter)