The flight attendant was embarrassed when he saw this scene. He had already explained the words to Shang Yang very clearly, but Shang Yang could not come. Although he was very determined that Shang Yang was not worth mentioning in front of the son-in-law of the consortium's heir, but he had no choice but to insist on not apologizing. According to his attitude just now, it was even more impossible to let him come and apologize.

After thinking about it, he continued, "He felt that there were too many people on the plane and was embarrassed to come over. Mr. Smith, your identity is high. Since he has realized his mistake, it is better to let go of things like this, how about it?"

"never mind?"

Smith shook his head: "He offended me and must come and apologize. If no one sees it, what's the point of asking him to apologize? Tell him and come immediately, otherwise I will let him know what hell is."

"Oh, by the way, this is the only chance!"

After saying that, taste a bite of champagne.

Shang Yang was indeed right. He was very low-key in the United States, especially around his wife. He was willing to be a green leaf with green all over his body, but he was angry at home. He went abroad, especially in China, and became domineering and extremely arrogant under the pursuit of those people.

To put it more vulgar, some people in China also have...slave sex.

The flight attendant became more and more uneasy. Both parties were very determined. It would not be beneficial to him if he had a quarrel. He would even lose the job and turn his head to look at Shang Yang's position.

He also said: "Mr. Smith, there are many people on the plane. If you don't get off the plane, what if you solve it after you walk out of the airport? I will explain to him and let him apologize to you as soon as he walks out of the airport..."

Since they can't persuade them, they will push the fire away and can only send them out of the airport. No matter how big the conflict is, they will not be able to implicate themselves.

Smith's eyes turned, no matter how arrogant he was, he was not stupid, otherwise he would not have been able to marry Hill Dun. He saw that the flight attendant was worried and stood up slowly.

"Mr. Smith..." The flight attendant turned pale, thinking he was going to find Shang Yang: "Don't be impulsive, this is a plane, and making too much trouble will affect your image."

Smith smiled slightly: "Follow me to the bathroom..."

"ah?"

Five minutes later, the two were dressed neatly in the bathroom.

The flight attendant looked resentful. Even if the business is efficient, the shorter the better, but some physiological feelings cannot be erased. He is so uncomfortable that he can't get up or down. He still said patiently: "Is that OK now? You can get off the plane and then solve it?"

"Bang"

Smith slapped her ass hard and smiled, "For your thoughtful service, you can!"

After saying that, go out.

Eleven hours later.

There is a scene in front of me about the city near Lass. There is no direct flight, so I can only fly here, but the distance is not far and I can reach it in an hour by car.

"Tell me a lesson, yes, let him beg for mercy in front of me."

"I'm a Chinese"

"Let him feel the anger from the United States..."

Smith put down the phone and stared at Shang Yang's seat back coldly. He never forgot the offense. If it were other races, it would be a small matter. But Shang Yang is a Chinese. In his thoughts, Chinese people should be humble. During his eleven hours on the plane, he passed by himself twice and did not stop to apologize. Then everything he did was right.

Put down the phone.

The plane is ready to land.

Airport.

A white man in a suit followed by three young men with short-sleeved arms full of tattoos. One of them was wearing nose nails, teaching Chinese people not to use too much power, one is that there is no need to

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The second thing is that it will be bad if the quarrel is too big, and the few gangsters are of moderate size.

"Remember, it's a Chinese. When he comes out, I will wink you..."

The white man in the suit spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, we are the best at teaching Chinese people..."

Another laughed and said, "I must come here to Las, and I will definitely have cash on me..."

"Get a little bit, haha..."

When the three of them stood, their bodies were still shaking left and right.

The fucking thing about this city is that the robbery costs less than one thousand US dollars and will not be dealt with even if the police call the police.

"These cars have been parked for a long time. Is there a big man coming? The scene is very big, or is it coming from Lars..." One person looked at the three black Rolls-Royces at the door and spoke in an envy.

Although the United States is rich, this kind of car is not common and is even rarer than in China.

"It may be a rich man. Those who come here to lose money must have lost a lot, otherwise they would have never seen Las' car in person to greet him."

"That would be great if I gave it to me..."

The man in the suit did not participate in their conversation. Seeing that the screen showed that it had landed smoothly, he said, "Be prepared and wait for the order..."

After saying that, he walked in slowly.

The three stayed in place.

In the airport.

Shang Yang and Li Long have already come out.

Shang Yang was clenching his empty fist in one hand, and he was a little nervous to be honest. He was about to see him for the first time and should have seen him at the moment of his birth. But this day was more than twenty years late. What attitude should he use? What attitude should he use? Or, can he call out the belated father when he sees him?

All are problems!

I can still think on the way here that all this is for Zhao Suxian, so that they can eliminate the gap between them. As long as they get closer to him, Sister Xian'er's persistence will bear fruit for many years and will not be lonely for the rest of her life.

But after getting off the plane, my mind was confused and I had no thoughts.

The inspection is not strict for first class.

After completing the procedure, I finally walked out of the exit.

Just out.

At first glance, Chen Yutong was standing by the guardrail. She no longer wore the light blue overalls, nor the white T-shirt, and no longer had a simple ponytail on her head.

She was wearing a long sauce-colored windbreaker and a pair of black high heels on her feet. The windbreaker was happy. She was wearing a gray semi-tight skirt similar to work clothes. Her remaining long legs were exposed in the air. Her upper body was a tight light gray tight dress. Her hair was hot and she hung down naturally.

It looks much more mature and intellectual, and naturally exudes the cultural atmosphere precipitated by the International Ivy League School. Standing there is like a painting.

"KaKaKa"

Chen Yutong walked along the fence, parallel to Shang Yang, and walked towards the exit step by step.

Shang Yang also had a smile on his face. To be honest, he was not used to Chen Yutong's appearance and was unfamiliar with it. He always thought that she should be a little girl. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the little girl grew up.

When he reached the exit, Chen Yutong took the lead in spreading his arms.

Shang Yang also opened with a smile.

The two hugged each other.

"Shang Yang, I miss you..." Chen Yutong put his chin on his shoulder and choked up.

When Shang Yang heard this sound, his body trembled, not because of the words, but because of the sound. Her voice has not changed, and it is still as crisp as the oriole as before. In front of him, there is always a hint of coquettishness.

A smile appeared on his face again and said lightly: "Get out!"

Chen Yutong thought he would express his feelings too

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I was also ready to cry with great emotion. Unexpectedly, when I heard this word, I was not disappointed, but instead felt warm in my heart. This was the way the two of them got along for twenty years ago.

"Not knowing what's wrong"

She pushed Shang Yang away: "I'll kick you with nonsense!"

Shang Yang still felt comfortable listening to her talk like this. He wanted to use practice to tell her what it means to really kick. Just think about so many people at the airport.

"Brother Long..." Chen Yutong shouted sweetly again.

Li Long smiled and said, "I'm so beautiful that I'm much more fashionable than in China. I didn't dare to recognize it at first sight."

When Li Long arrived in the county, he knew Chen Yutong. How many years have they known each other?

"I was still a student at that time, so I had to look like a student. Now I have graduated and I have to dress up more maturely." Chen Yutong responded, and after saying that, he picked up Shang Yang's arm: "Let's go, the car is waiting outside the door..."

Seeing that she was happy, Shang Yang became much more calm.

While walking, he looked around: "You are the only one here?"

It’s not that I want to have a big show, but she is the only one who is really beyond expectations.

"Yes, I've come here myself." Chen Yutong tilted his head and smiled: "Do you still want to walk on the red carpet and have someone welcome him?"

“It’s OK…”

The three of them walked in front.

Two pairs of eyes behind him stared at him.

Smith's eyes shone brightly. When he first came to China to expand his business, he could not see the Chinese women thoroughly. He thought that they all had a similar length and after a long time of contact, he could distinguish the details. Judging from his experience in China over the past few years, the girls in front were one of the rare pure beauties.

"Are everyone ready?"

The man in the suit nodded: "Just outside the door..."

Smith raised his hand, took down the wedding ring he had just brought, put it in his pocket, and suddenly had a plan in his mind, should he stage a plot of hero saving beauty?
To be continued...