After boarding the passenger-type Junkers Ju-52, Zhou Changfeng was startled for a moment, thinking he had walked into some elegant hotel.
The bulkhead is covered with beige wallpaper, the seats are covered with satin jackets, the lamps are shining brightly, and the aluminum alloy small table in front is polished. These days, he has become accustomed to the ubiquitous Chinese decoration. At this moment I was a little surprised to see the European style decoration.
The two flight attendants, a man and a woman, were also dressed in European style, matching black and white. They were holding a tray with goblets and pouring red wine for the passengers in their seats.
As a foreign-funded enterprise, the decoration style is indeed different from that of local companies.
As for why it's so luxurious...after all, people who fly these days are either rich or expensive, so people won't be happy if it's too simple.
Although this Ju-52 has a total of eighteen passenger seats, only thirteen people boarded the plane, which shows that there are indeed very few people who can fly today.
Zhou Changfeng, who had just boarded the plane, looked around and didn't see the seat number. He was about to ask, but a woman who looked like a lady angrily asked the flight attendant why she hadn't taken off yet!
"Wait here! It's already half an hour! We are rushing to Shanghai tomorrow morning for business! Do you know how big the business is? Can you afford to delay?"
This woman is good-looking, but the way she scolds her in Sichuan dialect at the moment really ruins her image, while the elegant man next to her seems helpless to her noisy behavior.
Zhou Changfeng vaguely heard a passenger next to him whispering "raking his ears."
The young stewardess bowed respectfully and replied: "Sorry, madam, for your safety, even if there is a trace of hidden danger, according to company regulations we must inspect all three engines."
"Hey, are you still in danger of your life? We have never experienced this before when flying with other companies, but this time you, a German, are flying on the new plane? Unlucky!" As she said that, the hair on her bun The jewelry-encrusted Bu Yao also swayed and swayed.
The Junkers Ju-52 is different from other twin-engine transport aircraft. It has a total of three engines. The other engine is installed on the nose, which is relatively high. During maintenance, you need to stand on a ladder, so it is very time-consuming.
Zhou Changfeng waited patiently for the lady to finish her words, and then said: "Madam, please give way." He didn't want to be relied on by such a woman, otherwise he would be uneasy all the way.
The irritable woman became even more angry when she heard this. She turned her head to look at him and snorted: "What are you doing? Didn't you see what I was talking about?"
Zhou Changfeng, who looked as usual, didn't answer at all. He just glanced at her and said calmly: "When I boarded the plane, I saw that the engine cowl had been installed. It should be soon."
As if sensing his aura, the lady reluctantly sat back down.
What makes Zhou Changfeng curious is how big is her so-called "big business"? And if she dares to pull like this after seeing herself, her background must be quite big, right?
But Zhou Changfeng, who was sitting in his seat, didn't bother to think about it because he was very hungry now.
Ice-cold glass bottles of Coca-Cola or Bavarian beer, a variety of European snacks, and staple foods such as baguettes, croissants, chabats, Thuringian sausages, etc...
The food on the plane can be described as dazzling and unlimited, because generally speaking, passengers who are either rich or expensive don't eat much.
Unfortunately, this time one of the temporary passengers was an army, and a hungry army at that.
After quickly finishing an entire baguette, three croissants, two sausages, and a bottle of beer, Zhou Changfeng, who was still not satisfied, looked up and found the flight attendant staring at him in shock.
A little embarrassed, he was about to speak, but he heard the lady from before murmuring from diagonally behind, "Ha... starving ghosts are reincarnated. This is..."
Hiss, aren't you looking for trouble yourself?
Zhou Changfeng was a little confused after hearing this. After eating and drinking, he now had time to reason with her, so he took out the pistol from the holster, shook it, and then inserted it back - he had come in through a special passage before. Yes, there was no security check, so I just brought it up in a grand manner.
Why did this officer bring his gun? The dozen or so people in the cabin were all stunned.
"Madam, please keep your mouth shut. I don't know what kind of business you are going to do, but with your temper, it's strange that you can keep the business from collapsing."
"And that gentleman, please take good care of your wife. Husband and wife are one, both prosperous and destructive. You two look very uneducated."
"By the way, the war is not over yet. I have just been off the battlefield for a few days, and my mood may be unstable. I hope you won't look for trouble, madam. We can live in peace along the way."
The pistol was a deterrent and the bandage on Zhou Changfeng's neck confirmed what he had just said, so the woman hesitated and did not dare to reply, holding back her cheeks until her cheeks turned red.
The cabin suddenly became silent until the yellow light above the cockpit door came on and the two flight attendants began to remind everyone to be prepared.
The roar of the engine and the buzz of the propeller are very loud. Even though the passenger aircraft Ju-52 has been improved in terms of sound insulation, obvious noise can still be heard inside the cabin.
After the plane taxied and accelerated into the air, Zhou Changfeng looked out the round window and could clearly see the bright spots of light and thousands of lights in Chengdu city.
Suddenly, an official-looking man in his thirties sitting on the seat to his right asked: "Sir, you said earlier that the war is not over yet. What do you mean by this? Is it going to continue?"
"This..."
Seeing the hesitation on Zhou Changfeng's face, the man cupped his hands and said, "I am a fellow magistrate of Hanzhou, my surname is Fu. If it is inconvenient to answer this question, then..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Changfeng waved his hand and said casually: "It's nothing, but we need to stabilize the battle line in the Baima Gang area and continue the confrontation for a while. It will be over when the British and Indian troops retreat."
In fact, this is just the surface. The imperial court's deep intention is to give the Western countries sufficient reaction time during this period of confrontation to fully observe and examine their attitudes.
You know, the League of Nations congress was only held in September.
At this time, a gentle couple in the back seat also became interested. The middle-aged woman who looked amiable pushed up her glasses and asked curiously: "Hello, I am a teacher at Furong University. I heard a few days ago that A great victory? Although the two divisions initially chased the British, they unfortunately failed to annihilate them."
Her husband next to her said: "Then the belated arrival of the Imperial Guard caught the spotlight. Good guy, they captured thousands of people in one fell swoop and wiped them out overnight. It was extremely satisfying. .”
In fact, Zhou Changfeng wanted to spend the return trip safely, but the Hanzhou colleague was more knowledgeable in this regard. He knew that Zhou Changfeng's military uniform was from the Forbidden Army.
After a few words of conversation, someone among the "elites" on the plane guessed Zhou Changfeng's identity, and the rest of the trip home became lively.
Local officials, university teachers, company managers, doctors, architectural designers, litigators, wealthy couples traveling, plus himself, excluding the rich second generation couple, Zhou Changfeng felt that there were more than ten people on this flight. People seem to have gathered the highest social status in the Ming Dynasty today?
Tsk tsk tsk, as expected, those who can fly these days are either rich or expensive.
But he was happy to chat with them - everyone has a desire to express themselves, let alone in front of such a group of people.
The engine roared outside the cabin, and everyone was talking to each other in the cabin, giving advice and talking loudly. The doctor and the architect almost came to blows because of their different views on the world situation. In the end, the lawyer persuaded them to make peace and each was fined with three drinks.
In the end, because we were chatting so happily, everyone stayed up almost the entire first half of the night.
