It was not until the moment before departure that Ye Haoxuan discovered that his new identity only had a bank card with a four-digit balance, and all his previous bank cards were temporarily frozen.
This old boy is serious this time. It seems that the importance of this mission can be imagined. Ye Haoxuan is helpless. He originally wanted to clean up in the capital, but this matter really cannot be delayed, so this time
, he endured it for the time being.
"How do you feel about letting a large group of people wait for you alone?" A fat man next to Ye Haoxuan muttered unhappily, "You really think of yourself as a big shot. How about we all get off the plane and line up to welcome you?"
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Ye Haoxuan, who was fastening his seat belt, was unhappy. He stared at the fat man and said, "The plane will take off in two minutes. I'm wasting your time? Your time is precious. How many hundreds of millions do you have per minute?"
"Then why don't you charter a plane? You are really capable. You sit in the economy class?" Ye Haoxuan choked the boy with a gun and a stick. The fat man was obviously a pampered person.
Ye Haoxuan's words made him very angry. He pointed at Ye Haoxuan and said angrily: "You...you..."
"What am I?" Ye Haoxuan sneered and said, "Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed eagle? You are just a nouveau riche. Why, if you are not convinced, we can talk more here."
"Boy, you are so arrogant." The fat man was furious. The clay figurine was still angry. Just now he was choked by Ye Haoxuan with a gun and a stick, and was a little confused by Ye Haoxuan's scolding, but now he finally reacted.
come over.
"Please fasten your seat belt. The plane is about to take off. Passenger, please sit down." The flight attendant hurried over.
"You're lucky, just wait." Upon seeing this, the fat man had no choice but to sit down. He cast a warning look at Ye Haoxuan and then sat down.
Ye Haoxuan smiled. This guy had a very nouveau riche mentality. He had been poor for too many times before, and suddenly became rich, so he seemed to be arrogant. If Ye Haoxuan's previous temper had been slapped, he would have been slapped away.
But thinking about Long Bo's explanation before leaving, and the importance Shao Qingying and Chen Ruoxi attached to this matter, Ye Haoxuan decided to endure it, after all, he had to try to accept Ye Wuchang's identity.
After the plane flew into the clouds, Ye Haoxuan took off his seat belt, and the fat man next to him also took off his seat belt. He took out a cigar from his accompanying handbag.
"Would you like one?" The fat man took out a cigar and said, "Batie's top-quality cigar, limited edition worldwide."
In fact, this guy didn't have any sincerity in asking Ye Haoxuan to smoke. After all, the two of them had a little quarrel just now. The reason why he was so polite now was probably to show off.
After all, this is the mentality of the nouveau riche, and such people can be seen everywhere nowadays.
"Sorry sir, we are on a plane and smoking is not allowed now." A flight attendant came over and said with a professional smile.
"What's wrong with smoking a cigarette? What's wrong with me smoking one?" The fat man was furious. He took out the cigarette he had just put into his mouth and said angrily: "What a big deal, the current flying technology is not known as the world's best."
Are you ready? Why can’t you smoke on the plane?”
"Are you angry?" Ye Haoxuan glanced at the fat man with disdain, and his words made the fat man stop instantly.
Indeed, when everyone goes through the security check at the airport, their lighters will be recycled. In fact, this fat man doesn't really want to smoke. He simply wants to show off his global limited edition cigars.
"I..." The fat man was startled. He was pretending to be coquettish a little too much.
"In addition, your cigars are not produced in Cuba." Ye Haoxuan said lightly: "A top-quality cigar that is truly produced in Cuba will have a unique logo and a light fragrance."
"But yours doesn't. Your cigars only have the smell of low-quality cigars. If I'm not wrong, they are made by some small workshops in the domestic counterfeit market that cost 50 cents each."
"A box of real Cuban cigars is very expensive, but the cigars inside, haha, the most valuable thing is actually the box you are holding." Ye Haoxuan mercilessly exposed this guy's words.
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"You..." The fat man was speechless. He blushed and shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible. My friend bought this cigar for me. I spent a lot of money on it. It can't be fake."
"These days, do people still believe in purchasing agents?" Ye Haoxuan laughed: "The nouveau riche are the nouveau riche. Once they have money, they think I am great. Haha, in fact, in the end, I am just a bumpkin who can't get on the stage."
Ye Haoxuan's words made everyone around him laugh out loud, and some even pointed out: "Brother, I am in the tobacco business. What this brother said just now is right. These are fake cigarettes produced by some small workshops in China."
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"But this box is real. If you sell this box online, you can get a good price." A man on the other side of the corridor said across the corridor.
"I don't need to smoke his cigarette. I knew it was fake when he took it out." Another middle-aged man also said: "I like to collect cigars, so I know more about it. I want to buy the real thing in the future.
It’s best not to use purchasing agents.”
Irony, naked irony. Under the ridicule of a group of people, the fat man's originally red and white face turned red. This time, he was really embarrassed. If one person said this, he could refute it, but a group of people
Having said that, he seemed a little helpless.
Because one person is wrong, a group of people are not wrong, so he sat down and finally fell silent.
The plane continued to fly forward. The fat man had just lost an adult, so he was in a very bad mood now. He wanted to find a gap to crawl through, but this was on a plane, and there was no gap for him to really drill through.
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So he asked for a blanket, covered himself and fell asleep.
Ye Haoxuan also closed his eyes to rest, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the fat man suspiciously, because he heard that the fat man's breathing seemed not right.
Ye Haoxuan violently lifted off the fat man's blanket. Sure enough, the fat man who had been sleeping soundly there now had a face as golden as paper. He opened his mouth wide and gasped, desperately trying to breathe some fresh air.