Yehaoxuan looks at the ticket. NIMA, long Bo is really stingy. He is still in economy class. Long Bo said that he wanted yehaoxuan to forget his previous life and identity for a while. This sentence is not just a joke.
Until the moment before departure, yehaoxuan found that his new identity only had a four digit bank card, and all his previous bank cards were temporarily frozen.
This time, the old boy is playing for real. It seems that the task and importance of this time can be imagined. Ye haoxuan is very helpless. He originally wanted to be clean in the capital, but this matter really brooks no delay. So this time, he has to endure for a while.
"What do you mean by having a large group of people waiting for you?" A fat man beside yehaoxuan grumbled, "I really think I'm a big shot. Why don't we all get off the plane and line up to welcome you?"
Yehaoxuan, who was wearing his seat belt, was upset. He stared at the fat man and said, "the plane will take off in two minutes. Have I delayed your time? Is your time expensive? How many millions of dollars a minute do you have?"
"Then why don't you charter a plane? You really have the ability. You sit in economy class?" Yehaoxuan choked the boy with a gun and a stick. It was obvious that the fat man was also a person who lived in dignity.
Yehaoxuan's words made him angry. He pointed to yehaoxuan and said angrily, "you... You..."
"Me what me?" Ye haoxuan sneered and said, "you are just a nouveau riche. Why, if you are not convinced, we can say more here."
"Boy, you are arrogant." The fat man was furious, and the clay figurine was still angry. Just now he was choked by Ye haoxuan with a gun and a stick, and was scolded by Ye haoxuan. But now he finally reacted.
"Please fasten your seat belt. The plane is about to take off. This passenger, please sit down." The stewardess hurried over.
"Lucky for you, you wait." Seeing this, the fat man had to sit down reluctantly. He gave yehaoxuan a warning look, and then sat down.
Yehaoxuan smiled. This guy has a full upstart mentality. He had too many poor days in the past and suddenly became rich, so he looked arrogant. If yehaoxuan had a bad temper, he would have slapped him.
But considering the confession made by long Bo at San when he left, and the importance shaoqingying and Chenruoxi attach to this matter, ye haoxuan plans to endure it. After all, he will try to accept ye ChanChang's identity.
After the plane flew into the cloud, ye haoxuan took off his seat belt, and the fat man next to him also took off his seat belt. He took out a cigar from his accompanying bag.
"Would you like one?" The fat man pulled out a cigar and said, "batie's best cigar is limited in the world."
In fact, this guy is not sincere enough to ask ye haoxuan to smoke. After all, the two had a little quarrel just now. The reason why they are so polite now is mostly because they show off.
After all, the mentality of such explosive households is like this. Such people can be seen everywhere now.
"Excuse me, sir. We are on the plane. Smoking is not allowed now." A stewardess came over and said with a professional smile.
"Why do you smoke a cigarette? Why do I smoke one?" The fat man was so angry that he took down the cigarette he had just put in his mouth and said angrily, "what a big deal. Isn't the current flying technology the first in the world? Why can't you smoke on the plane?"
"Do you have a fire?" Yehaoxuan looked at the fat man with disdain, and a word made the fat man instantly stop.
Indeed, when everyone goes to the airport for security check, lighters will be recycled. In fact, this fat man doesn't really want to smoke. He just wants to show off his global limited edition cigars.
"I......" the fat man was stunned and pretended to be too much.
"Besides, your cigar is not made in Cuba." Yehaoxuan said lightly, "the best cigars really produced in Cuba will have a unique logo and a faint fragrance."
"But you don't have one. Your cigar only tastes like inferior cigar. If there is no mistake, it is made in some domestic counterfeiting markets at a cost of 50 cents."
"A box of real Cuban cigars is very expensive, but the cigars you have here, ha ha, the most valuable thing is the box you are holding." Yehaoxuan mercilessly debunked this guy's words.
"You..." said the fat man, blushing. "No way, it's impossible. My friend bought the cigar for me. I spent a lot of money on it. It can't be fake."
"Nowadays, people still believe in purchasing on behalf of others?" Yehaoxuan smiled: "a nouveau riche is an nouveau riche. With money, I think I'm great. Ha ha, in fact, in the end, I'm just a ground beetle who can't make it to the table."
Yehaoxuan's words made the people around him not laugh freely. Some people pointed out: "man, I'm in the tobacco business. What this brother said just now is right. This is the fake cigarettes made in some small workshops in China."
"But this box is true. If you sell it online, you can get a good price." A man on the other side of the corridor is across the corridor.
"I don't have to smoke his cigarette. I knew it was fake when he took it out." Another middle-aged man also said, "I like to collect cigars, so I know better. If I want to buy real products in the future, I'd better not go to buy them on behalf of others."
Satire, naked satire. In the ridicule of a group of people, the fat man had a red and white face. This time, he really lost his face. If one person said so, he could refute it, but if a group of people said so, he was a little powerless.
Because a person is wrong, not a group of people are wrong, so he sat down and finally said nothing.
The plane continued to fly forward. The fat man had just lost an adult, so he was in a very bad mood. He wanted to find a seam to drill, but this was on the plane. There was no seam for him to drill.
So he asked for a blanket to cover himself and went to sleep.
Yehaoxuan was also closing his eyes, but he suddenly opened his eyes. He looked at the fat man suspiciously, because he heard that the fat man's breath seemed to be wrong.
Ye haoxuan fiercely lifted the fat man's blanket down. Sure enough, the fat man who had been sleeping there now looked like gold paper. He opened his mouth wide and gasped, desperately trying to breathe some fresh air.