The departure hall of Beijing Airport is brightly lit, with clean floors, billboards and shops everywhere, creating an airport atmosphere and style.
Airport announcements sounded from time to time, and the female voice was clear and sweet. Passengers wearing summer clothes were either leisurely or in a hurry.
In the VIP room of the departure hall, Jing Gao sat casually on the off-white single sofa, flipping through the book he brought with him: Cai Gen Tan.
He reads a lot of miscellaneous books now. Sometimes he reads online articles, sometimes he reads economics books, and sometimes he reads this kind of literary works. He doesn't bother to read self-media articles on the Internet or popular public accounts.
That kind of fragmented language, in addition to provoking emotions, is also provoking emotions. Because if it wants to be popular, it must meet the needs of human nature: curiosity, intimidation, anxiety and other factors. This is what these articles do.
With this skill, wouldn't it be better for him to just read the refreshing article? At least he would get positive emotions. Of course, if the author breaks the text, it would be crazy.
As for getting first-hand information and news, just read the reports from authoritative media.
Chu Xuefei is wearing a pale golden dress. She is 1.7 meters tall and has a thin figure, which gives people a skinny feeling. But she is really material, thirty-fourth, with convex curves. She also has a good body proportion like
Supermodel. Her facial features are cool and beautiful, and her slightly narrow eyes add to her cold temperament. She is a sexy and cool beauty.
[Appearance 93, Body 94]
Chu Xuefei glanced at the waitress in uniform and stockings who was bending slightly to deliver coffee to Jing Gao, and curled her lips slightly. This little girl was not qualified to be her competitor. She chatted with the beautiful woman next to her, "Shu
Sister, we're afraid we'll have to wait a while."
She was working as a French translator on this trip. When Jing Gao heard that she could speak French, he was extremely surprised. Chu Xuefei said, "I am a host, so it is not surprising that I can speak a foreign language. My English is pretty good."
Jinggao decided to take her to France.
When he goes to a football match, he can bring a beautiful translator with him, so of course he can bring a beautiful woman with him.
And Chu Xuefei asked him for a favor: her colleague Shu Xiaoya, a pillar of Beijing and Taiwan, happened to be going to France to watch a fashion show, and she took a few days off to go on the same flight. Naturally, Jing Gao agreed to this.
she.
Shu Xiaoya is thirty-four years old, 1.65 meters tall, wearing a black silk shirt and a pair of off-white casual pants. She has delicate makeup and fair skin. She is also a beauty. She wears
An intellectual temperament. At this time, he sat down and said with a smile: "Xiao Chu, it's okay. Look, Mr. Jing is reading a book."
His eyes swept across Jing Gao and then back to Chu Xuefei, with some speculation about the relationship between the two.
Xiao Chu is twenty-five years old this year. The female host currently being trained in the station is good-looking and talented. However, there are two other people competing with her, and she will need to continue to struggle for salary and benefits for a few years before she can succeed in the capital city.
Not bad. It's normal to have some relationship with Mr. Jing.
Chu Xuefei smiled and nodded, and went to order two cups of tea. She tried to please the "senior" in the stage.
Sister Shu is not short of the cost of a plane ticket from Beijing to Paris. If it is mainly a charter flight, the 8 to 10-hour journey will definitely be more comfortable than civil aviation.
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Xu Junzhe and Fatty Tong were sitting in the corner. Each wanted a cup of Coke and were communicating on their mobile phones via WeChat.
Xu Junzhe touched his crotch and said: "Oh, the waiters here are all so beautiful! There are four beauties in total. Mr. Jing's enjoyment of going out is really...! I feel that the internet celebrities that Mr. Wang hugs are not as good as Mr. Jing.
"
Fatty Tong agreed: "That's right. Internet celebrities and big beauties are still about the same level. Alas, which man, after getting rich, doesn't want all the beauties in his sight? Going out to watch football is not a serious matter. The true nature of a hero."
Xu Junzhe said: "That's it. What do you think about comparing with Xuemei Meng?"
Fatty Dong said: "The beauty in the light golden dress is as good as Meng Long, but of course her figure is worse than Meng Long. But the female assistant at the entrance is better in appearance than Meng Long. And her temperament is really good.
.Invincible!"
"Um."
Lin Xiaozhong came over and greeted: "Are you two hiding in the corner playing games? Let's go! Get ready to board the plane."
While talking, time passed. Jing Gao took two assistants beside him, namely Guan Yujia and Yu Jiashi.
Yu Jiashi claimed to be a fan and followed Jing Gao to watch the football and do errands. Guan Yujia was Xiao Qiao's assistant. She was twenty-six years old and very beautiful. But mainly because she had a gentle temper and was very careful in her work, she was selected by Xiao Qiao.
Follow Jing Gao's service. On this football watching trip to France, everyone listened to her instructions.
She had just finished communicating with Lili, the tour guide of China Travel Service, and was quietly informing everyone to get ready to board the plane.
Jing Gao put the Cai Gentan in his hand into his backpack, "Let's go!" He took the lead and led everyone to set off and board the plane.
Later, the luxury plane took off from the airport at 12:30.
The journey time from Beijing to Paris is about 8-10 hours. The one-way charter flight cost is 1.3 million yuan.
Lili, the tour guide of CTS, took the microphone to welcome everyone and then introduced them.
Jing Gao was not interested in listening. After lunch, he played poker with Zhu Zhongtian and Lin Xiaozhong, fought against landlords, and chatted. There was a coffee table in the business jet. Yu Jiashi was waiting next to him. Whoever loses gets to play.
"Xiaoguan, please urge Xiao Qiao to finalize the private jet matter as soon as possible." Jing Gao played a card and said to Guan Yujia, who was bringing him tea.
Guan Yujia was wearing a light white skirt and her hair was tied up in a bun. She was 1.65 meters tall and had the charm of a young woman. She said warmly, "Okay, Mr. Jing." After saying that, she returned to her seat to send a message to Xiao Qiao.
Ask about the progress of things.
Zhu Zhongtian held the card in his hand and said with a smile: "A private jet costs tens of millions of dollars, plus labor, maintenance, custody, and operation for one year, it is estimated to cost tens of millions. Mr. Jing is very powerful."
Lin Xiaozhong said: "Mr. Jing, if you ask me, just buy an airline. Even though the cause of the Malaysian Airlines crash has not yet been found out, global shipping will continue to develop. This is an industry of food, clothing, housing and transportation!"
I'll go, we're still not as good as you when it comes to licking us.
Jing Gao felt something in his mind. When buying a private jet, it must be entrusted to the airline, because private jets do not have the right to operate routes. He took a sip of Coke and said, "Let's talk about it later. Who do you predict will win the championship in Europe this year?"
Lin Xianzhong ordered a bottle of beer and said while drinking: "In the 2014 World Cup in Brazil, the German tanks swept all the heroes and won the Hercules Cup. This year, the main players of the German team are in their prime.
He is the favorite to win the championship.
The host France team is definitely also a favorite. After all, it is the advantage of the home court. Not only the venue, sleep quality, eating habits, fans, but also the referees will be biased. In the history of the European Cup, many of the host countries have won the championship.
England are favorites in every major competition, but they are eliminated early in every major competition. The only major championship was won by a goal-line suspense in the 1966 World Cup. Moreover, they were the host nation."
Yu Jiashi held the mobile phone in his hand and said: "Spain's winning odds are also among the best." He curled his lips in disdain. These are the odds rankings posted on the website, but Lin Xiaozhong can tell you something.
He followed Brother Jing out to watch the game. It was originally to build a closer relationship with Brother Jing, so he naturally had to do some homework.
Jing Gao said: "Let's go to the website and place a few bets. Each person will be a thousand euros! The losers are mine, and the winners are yours."
He remembered that the football lottery has a limit on the amount of bets an individual can make, which seems to be 50,000 euros. As in the Internet articles, they often make a lot of money by relying on football upsets to win, but that is really overthinking. The bookmakers are not stupid either.
The plane was immediately filled with a lively and relaxed atmosphere.
