afterglow

Chapter 57
After boarding the passenger aircraft Junkers Ju-52, Zhou Changfeng was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had walked into some elegant hotel.

The bulkhead was pasted with beige wallpaper, the seats were covered with satin coats, shining lamps, and the aluminum alloy small table in front of the position was polished. I was a little surprised to see the European-style decoration.

The two flight attendants, a man and a woman, are also dressed in European style, matching black and white. At the moment, they are holding a tray with a goblet to pour red wine for the passengers in their seats.

As a foreign-funded enterprise, the decoration style is indeed different from the local one.

As for why it's so luxurious... After all, people who fly by plane these days are either rich or expensive, and people don't like it if it's too simple.

Although this Ju-52 has a total of [-] passenger seats, only [-] people boarded the plane. It can be seen that there are indeed very few people who can fly by plane today.

Zhou Changfeng, who had just boarded the plane, looked around but didn't see the seat number, and was about to ask, but a lady-like woman asked the flight attendant angrily why she didn't take off yet!

"Wait here! It's half an hour too late! We are going to Shanghai tomorrow morning to do business! Do you know how big the business is? Can you afford to delay?"

This woman is good-looking, but the way she reprimanded her in Sichuan dialect at the moment really spoiled her image, and the refined man beside her showed nothing to do with her noise.

Zhou Changfeng vaguely heard a passenger next to him murmur "rake your ears".

The young stewardess bowed respectfully and replied: "I'm sorry, ma'am, for your safety, even if there is a trace of hidden danger, according to the company's regulations, we must inspect all three engines."

"Hey, there is still life in danger? We have never encountered any other company's planes before, but this time it is a new trip to take your German plane? Bad luck!" Bu Yao, studded with jewels, followed suit.

The Junkers Ju-52 is different from other twin-engine transport aircraft. It has a total of three engines, and the other engine is installed on the nose. The position is relatively high. It needs to stand on a ladder during maintenance, so it is very time-consuming.

Zhou Changfeng waited patiently for the lady to finish speaking, and then said: "Madam, please let me go." He didn't want to be dependent on this kind of woman, otherwise he would be in trouble all the way.

The irritable woman became even more angry when she heard the words, she turned her head to look at him, and hummed, "What are you doing? Didn't you see me talking?"

Zhou Changfeng, who looked normal, didn't answer at all, just glanced at her, and said calmly: "When I boarded the plane, I saw that the engine cowling had been installed, it should be soon."

Seemingly feeling a bit awe-inspiring in his aura, the lady reluctantly sat back in her seat.

What makes Zhou Changfeng curious is how big is her so-called "big business"?And if she dared to pull like this after seeing herself, her background should be not small, right?

But Zhou Changfeng didn't bother to think about it when he sat down, because he was so hungry now.

Iced glass bottles of Coca-Cola or Bavarian beer, a variety of European-style snacks, and the staple food is baguettes, croissants, chapati bread, Thuringian sausages, etc...

The food on the plane can be described as dazzling, and there is no limit to supply, because usually the rich or expensive passengers don't have much food.

Unfortunately, this time one of the temporary passengers was an army, and a hungry army at that.

After quickly killing a whole baguette, three small croissants, two sausages, and a bottle of beer, Zhou Changfeng, who was still unsatisfied, looked up and found that the stewardess was staring at him dumbfounded.

A little embarrassed, he was about to speak, but he heard the muttering of the previous noble lady diagonally from behind, "Oh... starved ghost reincarnated, this is..."

Hey, didn't you just ask for trouble?
Zhou Changfeng heard that he was a bit big-headed, and now that he was full of food and drink, he was free to reason with her, so he took out the pistol from the holster, shook it, and then inserted it back - he came in through a special passage before. Yes, there was no security check, so it was brought up in such a grandiose manner.

Why did the 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 for, but with your temper, it would be strange if the business would not collapse."

"And that gentleman, please take good care of your wife. Husband and wife are one body, one is prosperous, and the other is damaged. You two seem 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 Madam, you don't want to make trouble for nothing, so that we can live in peace along the way."

Because of the deterrence of the pistol and the bandage around Zhou Changfeng's neck confirmed what he just said, the woman faltered and dared not reply, her cheeks turned red.

The cabin became silent for a moment, until the yellow light above the cockpit door came on, and the two flight attendants began to remind everyone to get ready.

The roar of the engines and the hum of the propellers are so loud that even with the improved soundproofing of the Ju-52 airliner, there is still a noticeable noise inside the cabin.

After the plane taxied and accelerated into the air, Zhou Changfeng looked out of the round window, and he could clearly see the bright spots of light in the urban area of ​​Chengdu and the lights of thousands of houses.

Suddenly, a man in his thirties who looked like an official in the seat on his right asked, "Sir, what do you mean when you said that the war is not over yet? Do you want to continue the fight?"

"This..."

Seeing Zhou Changfeng's expression of hesitation, the man cupped his hands, "I am a co-prefect of Hanzhou, surnamed 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 area of ​​Baimagang in the future, and confront each other for a period of time. It will be over when the British and Indian troops get out of trouble."

In fact, this is only superficial. The deep intention of the imperial court is to give the Western countries sufficient time to react during this period of confrontation, so as to fully observe and examine their attitudes.

You know, the League of Nations Congress is only held in September.

At this time, a well-mannered couple in the back seat also became interested, and the amiable middle-aged woman pushed her glasses and asked curiously: "Hello, I am a teacher at Furong University. A great victory? At first, although the two divisions fought against the British, it was a pity that they could not wipe them out."

The husband next to her said: "Then the imperial guards who arrived late got the limelight, my good guy, they surrounded thousands of people all at once, and wiped them out overnight, which can be described as extremely happy .”

In fact, Zhou Changfeng wanted to get through the journey home safely, but the Hanzhou fellow-prefect was more knowledgeable in this regard, and he knew that Zhou Changfeng's military uniform was that of the Imperial Army.

So without chatting a few words, some of the "elites" on this plane guessed Zhou Changfeng's identity, and the next journey home became lively.

Local officials, university teachers, company managers, doctors, architects, litigators (lawyers), rich couples who went on a trip, plus himself, excluding the rich second generation, Zhou Changfeng felt that the flight was more than ten People seem to have assembled a group of people with the highest social status in Ming Dynasty today?

Tsk tsk tsk, sure enough, those who can fly by plane are either rich or expensive these days.

But he was happy to schmooze with them—everyone has a desire to show off, let alone in front of a crowd like this.

The engine roared outside the cabin, and you talked to each other in the cabin, pointing out the country and talking, and the doctor and the architect almost had a fight because of their different views on the world situation. In the end, they were persuaded by the lawyer and fined three glasses of wine each.

In the end, because we chatted too happily, we almost didn't sleep the whole first half of the night.

(End of this chapter)