There was someone in the first-class toilet. Qin Ze's intention to watch the show after going to the toilet fell through. Then he went to the economy class toilet. The aisle of the economy class only allowed one person to pass, so Qin Ze found that the way to the toilet was blocked.
Many people in the economy class straightened up and poked their heads out to watch the conflict.
The two air hostesses were trying to mediate.
One of the two parties involved in the conflict was the top student from Yale University in the first class cabin, a foreigner.
The other was a gentle-looking middle-aged man wearing glasses.
"I just went to the toilet and he kept knocking on the door. After I came out, I said a few words to him and he even pushed me …" The man explained to the stewardess with an agitated expression.
He obviously did not understand English, and the foreigner's Chinese level was limited to simple communication and daily greetings. If he was angry, he had to rely on his mother tongue.
Qin Ze roughly understood. The foreigner was probably in a hurry to go to the toilet. There was someone in the first class, so he came to the economy class. In the end, he found that there was still someone in the economy class, so he knocked on the door.
There was nothing wrong with this person having three urgent needs.
But his behavior of knocking on the toilet to urge him to go angered the middle-aged man in the toilet. Anyone would be angry.
So the two quarreled, and it seemed that the foreigner even pushed the middle-aged man.
The two air hostesses tried to communicate with the foreigner, but they could only speak a few words of English. Then a tall stewardess stood on the side and struggled to communicate with the foreigner in English.
Although every airline interview had an English conversation assessment, the level was not too high. From high school to university, this was just a domestic flight.
The foreigners were cursing and swearing. Even those who didn't understand English could hear them shouting "F * ck you!"!
"Sorry, sorry." The girl in the first class squeezed over with another foreigner and said, "He is my friend. What's wrong?"
"Your friend quarreled with someone. Can you tell him to go back to his seat first? We are in the air, so let's go back to our seats first," said the air hostess.
The girl communicated with the foreigner in fluent English. The foreigner shook his head, pointed at the middle-aged man, and mumbled something.
The girl's face showed anger and displeasure. She looked at the two air hostesses and air hostesses. "My friend said that person insulted him. You have to give him a satisfactory answer."
The middle-aged man was furious. "Who insulted him? When I went to the washroom, he knocked on the door with all his might. Everyone outside heard him. He made me feel uneasy when I went to the washroom. When I came out, I said 'crazy' and he pushed me."
The foreigner said in English.
The girl translated, "You're occupying the toilet. Don't you have any civility?"
The middle-aged man's eyes widened. "Using the toilet is called occupying?"
Seeing that they were about to quarrel again, Kong Bao hurriedly said, "It's just a small matter. Forget it, let's hurry back."
The Westerner stood still and spoke in English. Even ordinary people could recognize the curse words that were mixed into his words.
The girl said, "My friend asked him to apologize."
The middle-aged man couldn't believe it. "Why?"
They had been quarreling for a while. Once the mood of watching the show passed, the passengers couldn't take it anymore. After all, the economy class wasn't big. Who could stand a group of people standing next to you, chattering and tugging?
"Can't you just apologize? It's not a big deal."
"He's not a girl. Is it so hard to say sorry? It's so annoying. "
"Apologize to him. After all, he's a foreigner. Our countrymen have manners."
The surrounding passengers were all talking at once.
The middle-aged man straightened his neck. "What's there to apologize for? It's not my fault. I haven't asked him to apologize yet. "
"Pretentious."
"Security, don't just watch. Hurry up and get them to leave. It's so annoying."
The passengers said impatiently.
The air hostess looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Why don't you apologize to him?"
The middle-aged man was stunned.
Another air hostess persuaded, "Let's not lower ourselves to the foreigners' level. They might be serious and don't know how to be tactful. Why bother?"
The foreigner who came out with the girl said, "Apologize."
He said it in Chinese.
The two foreigners pursed their lips. They had been in China for so many years and had always received the best treatment and the best environment. When they had difficulties, there would be a bunch of Chinese colleagues to help them.
When they had gatherings and fun, there would also be a bunch of people around them.
They had lost a bicycle in China and the whole country had mobilized to help them find a car. In their own country, who would care?
They did not spend a single cent and enjoyed top-notch VIP treatment.
Awesome!
In their own country, they could not enjoy such treatment at all. When they encountered trouble, they had to solve it themselves. If they cursed, the women in their country would despise them for being impatient. But in China, it was not like that at all. When they cursed a few times, a bunch of people would laugh and give them a thumbs up.
Come on, that was clearly a swear word in their country.
China was so good. Although it was a foreign country, they felt like they were the masters.
When foreign dogs came over, they could look down on the local dogs of China.
They waited for the middle-aged man to apologize.
They did not know much Chinese. Otherwise, a sentence would have appeared in their minds: Call me Daddy.
The middle-aged man looked around. The passengers on both sides of him looked impatient and annoyed.
He looked at the air hostess and also wanted him to apologize. Their tone was very gentle and patient when they spoke to the foreigners, but when they spoke to him, their tone became very "normal". But because it was too normal, it showed the difference between the two sides.
Why? Am I wrong?
Just because they were foreigners?
But this was China. Weren't they all Chinese?
We have the same skin and the same pupils. Only then are we on the same side.
Shouldn't they be on my side?
Why did their family blame their own family when they had a conflict with others at home?
Why?
"F * ck you!" The middle-aged man roared angrily.
His face was red and his neck was thick. He looked like an angry clown.
In the eyes of most of the passengers, he was a clown.
After all, they had stayed in China for a few years. They could still understand the two words "f * ck you", just like how most of the Chinese knew how to say "f * ck you".
"Say that again." The foreigner pushed the middle-aged man's shoulder, causing him to stagger.
The middle-aged man wanted to fight back, but he was stopped by the air hostess. Two air hostesses blocked both sides.
The middle-aged man was blocked by the air hostess. He listened to the warning, "Don't cause trouble. Otherwise, you will go to the police station when you get off the plane."
The foreigner cursed, "F * ck."
Then, he changed to broken Chinese, "F * ck your mother."
As if still angry, he cursed, "Chinesepig."
Chinesepig，
Chinesepig，
Chinesepig.....
Each curse was harsher than the last.
The younger air hostess's face flashed with anger, but she held it in. They were staff, not passengers.
If they did something reckless now, they would be fired by the manager later. It would be fine.
The reason was that they treated foreign friends rudely, tarnished the country's reputation, and caused a bad impact.
The surrounding passengers were angry, disdainful, and indifferent. There were all kinds of people, but no one stood out to meddle. It did not concern them, so they did not care.
There were also people holding up their mobile phones to take videos.
If the video was uploaded to the Internet, it would cause public anger, but most people who were boiling with passion on the Internet would choose to be aloof and indifferent when they encountered such a thing in reality.
They were commonly known as keyboard warriors!
"I think you should take back what you said just now and apologize to us."
A voice interrupted. It was full of energy and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
It was a young man wearing a mask and sunglasses.
The foreigner recognized him. He was the very rude man in the first class cabin.
His small request was rejected. This was a very ungentlemanly Chinese man.
He was far inferior to his friends and colleagues in China.
"What does it have to do with you?" His broken Chinese was domineering.
Qin Ze pushed the air hostess aside and stood in front of the girl and the foreigner, saying, "Because you scolded me."
The foreigner did not react, and neither did the passengers.
"Chinesepig." Qin Ze said, "Take back that sentence, apologize, and I forgive you."
"Looking for trouble." The foreigner was stunned at first, but he cleverly avoided the topic and said something in English.
The girl beside him listened and translated, "He said that the China people united to bully him. He wants to file a complaint against you."
The foreigner looked at Qin Ze arrogantly.
According to his experience, as long as he threatened to file a complaint, most Chinese people, not including "individual investors," would choose to compromise.
Because foreigners like them had a high status in China, unreasonably high. If they complained together, Chinese people's complaints would be ignored, but foreigners' complaints would be taken seriously.
"Sir, please go back to your seat." The air hostess looked at Qin Ze with dissatisfaction.
Qin Ze was silent for a moment. "He scolded us and said that Chinese people are pigs."
"Sir, please go back to your seat," the air hostess repeated, and then said, "We will handle it ourselves."
Qin Ze ignored him and looked at the foreigner. "Apologize."
"Chinesepig." The foreigner was firm.
"I'm warning you, others will attack you," the air hostess warned.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the foreigner next to him was kicked away. He crashed into the passenger seat on the side, and in an instant, there were screams.
Qin Ze pounced, pressed the guy against the passenger, and punched him.
Two air hostesses went to stop him. Like the police subduing a criminal, they pressed down on his shoulders and tried to twist his hands behind his back. Unfortunately, their strength was not comparable to Qin Ze's.
Instead, they staggered.
It was chaos. Many people took out their phones to take videos.
Another foreigner saw the situation and went to help. Taking advantage of Qin Ze's unpreparedness, he launched a sneak attack and punched him in the head.
It hurt a little. Qin Ze stood up angrily and glared at him.
His sunglasses fell off, revealing half of his face.
Then, for a moment, the cabin fell into a strange silence.
Everyone was looking at him. Everyone was looking at him.
There were all kinds of expressions. Astonishment, shock, disbelief. Their expressions froze on their faces.
Especially the girl who was with the foreigner. Her mouth was wide open and her eyes were wide as she stared at him in a daze.
Of the two air hostesses, one was still lying at the feet of the passenger, and the other was standing firmly beside Qin Ze. But they all saw Qin Ze's face.
Qin Ze: "…"
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