Ye Qing was on an Airbus A330. Because it was a domestic flight, in order to accommodate more people, the first-class cabin here was actually similar to the business class of the high-speed rail, and the space was not even as big as the high-speed rail.
Ye Qing naturally wouldn't pay attention to this. After getting on the plane, he casually picked a movie from the entertainment system. By the time the movie was over, the plane had already arrived at the Capital Airport.
A few hours later, Ye Qing switched to the Airbus A380.
The A380 was the most advanced produced by Airbus and was also the world's largest passenger plane. It was also the most luxurious model of civil airliners.
It had eight first-class cabins and seventy business class cabins. Now Ye Qing was sitting in one of the seventy business class cabins. Because the ticket was booked late, the first-class tickets had been sold out. Even if it was business class, it was more luxurious and advanced than the first-class cabins of a large number of medium-sized aircraft.
For example, a WI-FI logo was painted on the fuselage of this A380. In the business class, you could enjoy the satellite wireless network treatment.
Originally, Ye Qing thought that this would be an ordinary journey, at least until they reached the deck of the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier Bush.
Unexpectedly, after the A380 soared into the sky, entered the stratosphere, and turned on the satellite wireless network, Ye Qing's cell phone rang a few times.
It was a WeChat message notification tone. When Ye Qing saw the profile picture of the person who sent the message, he suddenly felt a little strange.
Ye Qing didn't have many people on WeChat, just more than fifty people, all of whom were friends and old classmates he knew in reality. In terms of business, Ye Qing had a WeChat account, and he didn't bring that work mobile phone with him this time. Therefore, Ye Qing naturally knew the person who sent the message.
But he wasn't familiar with it.
The person who sent the message was a cartoon girl with a somewhat melancholy style. Her online name was a bit old-fashioned, called Peach.
She was the BMW I8 girl that Ye Qing met a few days ago at the Zhongyun City Energy Service Center. This girl named Chen Mo, probably saw eye to eye with Ye Qing, so she pestered Ye Qing for his WeChat. However, before she left. Yun Shi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, met her face to face.
Women, especially beautiful women. He would always have an innate sixth sense about his "natural enemy". Although it was just a glimpse for a few seconds, Yun Shi's beautiful appearance and elegant and refined temperament still made Chen Mo's heart go cold.
Therefore, Ye Qing did not receive a single message from her in the past few days after adding her on WeChat. Ye Qing was naturally too lazy to reply. Out of courtesy, he planned to delete her after a few months.
The message had just been sent. Unexpectedly, the girl who was as tall as a model sent a bunch of words. She thanked him for his help in Zhongyun. Otherwise, she wouldn't know how to get the car to the next gas station.
Also, she had returned home early. Because her grandfather was not in good health, she had been by his side taking care of him and did not have time to send him a message to thank him. Now that her grandfather's health was getting better, it just so happened that one of her best friends was planning to get married while traveling in Hokkaido. She wanted to join in the fun. Now, they were already on the plane. Thinking back to that meeting, they felt like they hit it off very well. So, she wanted to ask if there was anything she could help with. She knew a cosmetics brand that was only sold in Japan. Its name was very niche, but its reputation and effect were particularly good.
Would you like to bring some for your girlfriend? This brand was exclusive to the Japanese Royal Family. No matter how much money you have, you can't buy it in China.
"…" A long list of messages made Ye Qing feel a little headache.
What kind of messy stuff is this? If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Qing had flipped through Chen Mo's space and knew that this girl was from a wealthy family, and that many of her selfies inadvertently revealed accessories were all from expensive luxury brands, Ye Qing really would've suspected that she was a purchasing agent.
How could she be so close?
Wait, she said she was now sitting on a flight to Japan.
Ye Qing raised his head with a guilty conscience and looked around the business class. It seemed that there was no shadow of Chen Mo. International flights were not buses that were sent out in a few minutes, plus they could access the Internet in the plane. So Chen Mo was very likely to be on the same flight as Ye Qing.
There was no Internet access in the economy class, so she was in the first class …
Ye Qing was on a flight from Zhongyun. Chen Mo's family was in the capital, so she naturally took a direct flight. She checked her ticket in advance, so it was normal that the two didn't bump into each other.
"Hehe ~ My girlfriend doesn't use cosmetics." Ye Qing sent a text message that obviously meant to refuse to chat. It was good that she mistakenly thought that Yun Shi was his girlfriend, so that she would retreat.
Ye Qing could already imagine the crazy expression on the other side. As a result, the other side quickly replied that it didn't matter. She didn't want to give you a set. This boy can also use it as a thank you for your help last time.
Ye Qing was a little dizzy. As an engineering monk, Ye Qing was actually not good at dealing with women, especially beautiful women. Ye Qing understood that Chen Mo had a good impression of him, but what the hell was this way of getting close? Last time Ye Qing clearly didn't help her with anything.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Qing directly sent a text message, saying that he was going to work and wishing her a good time in Japan.
This time the message paused for a while, and Chen Mo asked, "Is that really your girlfriend?"
"Yes …" Ye Qing was a bit desperate, "But she's my little girlfriend, I still have a big girlfriend."
"…" Chen Mo quickly replied with a long string of OK.
Ye Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he sighed in his heart. It's not that I like to be Liu Xiahui, but I have a girlfriend.
Putting aside these thoughts, Ye Qing took advantage of the four-and-a-half-hour international flight to check the news on his mobile phone.
It had been several weeks since an American patrol vessel had been sunk in a head-on collision. With the help of the Lord's Battleship, the Horizontal has successfully arrived in the western part of the Indian Ocean, Madagascar across the sea from the African continent.
This was already the territory of the African continent. The US Navy dared to chase here, which was considered an invasion.
Although the Americans had done this before, they didn't care about the impact at all. But they had to weigh the consequences of chasing a Hua Xia merchant ship, which was much more troublesome than a warship entering Madagascar.
In the Gulf of Aden and the Red Sea, Hua Xia deployed several guided-missile destroyers to perform escort duties. The technology of these destroyers was no less than the Burke-class destroyer.
The US warship might try to intercept the Horizontal in the open sea. When the crew of the Horizontal found out and reported the situation to Hua Xia's Maritime Department, they quickly retreated. Afterward, they found an excuse that the intelligence was wrong and could verbally apologize.
But as long as the Horizontal entered the territorial waters of other countries, the US Navy warship could only stare.
After all, if they really caught up in the open sea, they could only quickly investigate whether the Horizontal had anything to do with the ghost yacht.
Whether it was Ye Qing or Hua Xia's Naval Department, there was no accurate information that a Burke-class destroyer had madly chased after the Horizontal.
In the vast sea, the two ships were not on a horizontal course. A Burke-class destroyer was sailing through the waves, and outsiders couldn't know its specific mission. In peacetime, there was no need to deliberately explore, because the US Navy warships had been sailing in the world's oceans for decades.
Ye Qing could only guess that the US Navy would send warships to chase the Horizontal.
Now that the Horizontal has arrived in safe waters, it doesn't matter even if there is an aircraft carrier chasing after it.
Ye Qing pays attention to the news, especially the local news in the United States. He wanted to know the follow-up news report on the shipwreck in the United States.
The sunken Brownwood had no influence on Hua Xia. But it had a lot of influence on the American people, and the American press had been paying attention to the incident.
Looking at it, suddenly a piece of international news appeared in front of Ye Qing's eyes.
It had nothing to do with the Brownwood or Monster Industries, but it happened near Nigeria.
— — International News, there was a major change in the landlocked African country of Antiman today. The country's largest armed force, the Blue Helmets, issued a national announcement, declaring that the current President Bokoro does not have legitimacy and will overthrow President Bokoro.
The country of Antiman is on the edge of Nigeria, and it is as poor as Nigeria. If it wasn't on the news, 99% of the people of Hua Xia didn't know about this country at all.
This international news was written in text and rolled in the bottom corner of the International News Channel. One could imagine how unsatisfactory this country was in the international arena.
There was no more news on the news, and Ye Qing didn't pay too much attention to it.
This kind of bullsh * t thing would happen every few days in Africa.
Just as Ye Qing was going to find a movie to watch to pass the time, sitting in the seat next to Ye Qing, the Master Metal Expert, who had been silent, suddenly heard a ring of the phone.
This ringtone was very special. It was the kind of ringtone that only existed in the nineties, and it was very nostalgic.
Ye Qing was stunned. The ringtone was unusual because it came from a special phone.
The Master Metal Expert indifferently took out a clumsy phone from his briefcase that looked so old-fashioned that it was as good as the old Nokia mobile phone from more than a decade ago. At the bottom of the phone, there was an orange button with the word "emergency" written on it.
"Hello ~" Ye Qing was the first time to receive this call, and he was inevitably a little nervous. In the business class, some people also looked over in confusion, wondering how they could make a phone call at an altitude of 10,000 meters. However, more people can guess that this is a satellite phone.
This is a special encrypted satellite communication phone. It can't go online and only has the function of sending messages and making calls. This phone is only qualified to be configured by top business tycoons.
"Mr. Ye … I'm Director Du Shuangyi of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I took the liberty to call this phone, and I hope I didn't disturb you. "There was a voice with some signal distortion on the phone.
"Not disturbing." Ye Qing knew that something must have happened, so he waited quietly for the next part.
"This is the case, Mr. Ye, I heard that you have invested in a lot of industries in the country of Nigeria in Africa, and you have a good relationship with the warlords there."
Ye Qing nodded.
"Just today, a regrettable armed change took place in Antiman, a neighboring country of Nigeria. Now, dozens of our diplomatic staff in Antiman have all been cut off from the communication channels with the country's government. Of course, the safety of our diplomatic staff is guaranteed. We have no grudges with the country's government or the 'Blue Helmets.'
"But in Antiman, there are more than 300 compatriots in that country, responsible for the construction of a hospital. Our current information channels are very inflexible, so I want to ask Mr. Ye to learn about the situation in neighboring Antiman from various channels in Nigeria.
"If the situation is not optimistic, we have to immediately start the work of evacuating our compatriots. If the situation is not so complicated, then please ask Mr. Ye to try to contact the leader of the 'Blue Helmets' from Nigeria and ask them not to disturb our compatriots. "
Director Du Shuangyi said solemnly, "Both Nigeria and Antiman were once French colonies, and the warlords of the two countries are said to have a very good relationship. Our diplomatic staff stationed in the two countries really have no useful channels to inquire about this kind of thing, so we can only ask Mr. Ye for help."
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