Chapter seven hundred and fifty-ninth, the concubine must be a rich man
A very cool feature of the Gulfstream business jet of Baoxin Group is that it can fly directly from Beijing to the United States without stopping for 12 hours of non-stop flight. It is very efficient. During that time, a shortcoming emerged.
People on the plane can only move in a narrow space, which is very uncomfortable. In other words, if someone farts inside, except for the pilot, it may not be heard by everyone else.
Xiang Que is definitely an exception. He enjoys special service. He occupies a lounge with a luxurious bed by himself. He farts and smells it himself, and no one else can interfere.
After getting on the plane, Xiang Que declined. However, due to his status as a consort, the middle-aged woman who led him up naturally did not dare to let Xiang Que sit outside. She only allowed him to enjoy it after a few words of sincere persuasion.
Xiang Que was actually quite tired of this special suit. He had been running around for the past few days and it was a bit too much. He fell asleep soon after lying on the bed. He didn't know who was suitable for him, and then the door rang outside.
ring.
Xiang Que stretched his waist in confusion and asked: "Who is it?"
"Mr. Xiang, it's dinner time. Would you like to eat out or have it delivered to your room?" A middle-aged woman asked from outside.
Xiang Que had just touched the cigarette box with his hand and was about to smoke a cigarette. When he heard the noise outside, he suddenly remembered that he was on a plane flying to the United States. He rubbed his tired face and got out of bed and opened the door.
"Just eat outside." Xiang Que glanced behind the middle-aged woman, nodded and said, "Isn't there an empty seat? Just eat there."
"Wow!" As soon as Xiang Que walked out, all the Baoxin executives stood up and paid him a attention salute. Xiang Que was immediately startled and made a little nervous.
These people are all senior executives, presidents, vice presidents, and directors of various Baoxin group companies. They usually control group companies with hundreds or thousands of people, or they have tens of billions of dollars in their hands.
Capital has naturally had a bit of an intimidating aura around him for a long time, so it was a bit unnatural for so many people to stand up and look at Xiang Que and then directly punish him.
Xiang Que held his crotch between his legs and moved to the empty seat. Next to him was a young man in his thirties wearing a crisp suit. He nodded politely to him, then moved inside, giving the seat outside to Xiang Que.
Now Xiang Que is a bit like a monkey in the zoo. The eyes of the people next to him are all focused on him in a very tacit understanding. The moment he got on the plane, he went straight into the lounge and no one could see him clearly.
He is by the side now, so naturally he has to take a closer look at what kind of monster Baoxin's consort is that can take down Queen Chen.
After watching for a long time, someone in the front cabin of the plane came to a conclusion.
"I always thought Baoxin was rich, but now it seems that may not be the case. There are many invisible rich people in China," someone whispered to the person next to him.
"What does this mean?"
"You can tell by his appearance that he must be richer than Queen Chen."
"Ah, if you want to put it that way, then he is indeed quite rich." The man nodded in approval and said.
"Uh-huh" Xiang Que raised his head and glanced in front of him speechlessly. Even though they were talking like mosquitoes, Xiang Que still listened to every word. Sometimes it's not a good thing if his ears are too sharp. It's too embarrassing.
The dinner on the Gulfstream business jet is quite rich, with both Chinese and Western food, as well as red and white wine. They are all top-notch meals that you can enjoy casually. Xiangque's Chinese food, ribs, lobster and beef, are paired with a vegetarian dish.
"Is there any beer, please order some?" When the food was served, Xiang Que raised his head and asked the flight attendant.
"Stout or Carlsberg, which one do you want?"
“Whatever, just beer”
After sleeping for nearly a day, Xiang Que was a little hungry when he got up. When the food came, he first drank a can of beer, and then Xiang Que couldn't stop the car when he started eating. He almost chewed the ribs and swallowed them raw.
of.
"If you are so rich, why does your eating style change so suddenly? It's a bit dizzying." People in the distance lamented Xiang Que's eating style. It would be more appropriate to describe it as wind and rolling clouds.
"Well", having had enough wine and food, Xiang Que was satisfied and leaned on the seat and let out a comfortable burp.
The young man next to him kept looking at him intently, until Xiang Que looked a little shy, then he turned around and asked: "You are so handsome that you can't take your eyes away, right?"
"Women, don't they all prefer rough men?" the young man asked humbly for advice.
Xiang Que touched his face and said calmly: "I really don't know much about women, I only know a little about them."
“Too humble”
Xiang Que continued to rub his face and said a little helplessly: "Roughness is a bit, but the key is to have connotation. Just like me, if I don't have appearance, I can only make up for it with the day after tomorrow."
"The key is, don't you have to have money or connections?" the young man said a little unabashedly.
Xiang Que scratched his head awkwardly and said, "No, temperament, temperament is the most important thing, do you understand?"
"I understand, but I didn't see that from you." The young man seemed to be a little caught up in the drama. He tilted his head and continued to inquire with Xiang Que: "Our Mr. Chen's vision is really different, hey."
"Ahem!" Someone next to him pulled him.
Only then did the young man react, touched his nose and said with a smile: "Forgive me, forgive me."
Xiang Que waved his hands indifferently. If he married a woman like Chen Xia, he would have to be prepared to be suspected at all times. After all, Xiang Que felt that he had always been a reserved person, and his brilliance was basically hidden in the depths.
It is reasonable for people to doubt Chen Xia's original intention of marrying him.
After finishing the meal, he felt quite energetic. Xiang Que chatted with the people from the Baoxin department next to him for a few words. It wasn't until he felt a little sleepy again that he got up and prepared to go back and rest.
"Let me ask, how long will it take for us to arrive?" Xiang Que asked, looking at the dark night sky outside the window.
"We are now in U.S. airspace. The plane will arrive in New York in more than three hours. After we get off the plane, the plane will take a rest overnight and take you to Las Vegas tomorrow."
Xiang Que sighed helplessly. It was not easy to go out. It took two days of hard work.
"Then you guys chat and let me know when you get there."
"I'll see you later, Prince Consort." The young man smiled and waved to him.
"Ah, see you later, see you later"
"Shua" said hello to the other party. Xiang Que just took two steps and then suddenly turned his head and his eyes fell on the young man, dumbly stunned.
The other party was a little stunned by his look, and asked blankly with his mouth open: "What are you..."