"Really? You just made at least more than 200,000 US dollars. You are also a rich man, but thank you again and hope to cooperate next time!"
"Thank you for your hospitality. If you have a chance, come to South Africa, I will entertain you personally!"
"Hahahaha, there will be a chance!"
After Yu Zhiqian hung up the phone, he started to go through the security check. In African airports, the security check is very casual. It is basically an old X-ray machine from the 1970s and 1980s, and then there is a staff member scanning with a sensor. One lap and you can pass.
That kind of old-fashioned instrument is of no use. Nowadays, some new materials can basically avoid inspection. For example, disposable tempered plastic pistols can easily pass inspection. In addition, there are also some special steel materials and even some plastics. Made knife.
As for the suitcase, if you use your brain a little bit, you might be able to put some explosives in it and you might not even be able to see it through the security check.
After passing the security check, it is like a bus waiting room in a domestic county. It may not even be as good as a bus station waiting room. After all, it has been renovated in China.
There is a staff member in the terminal holding a loudspeaker constantly reminding you that the flight to somewhere is about to take off.
As for some LED displays, they may have had them in the past, but now they are broken, and basically no one here can repair them. It is better not to repair them at all, and it can also provide some employment opportunities, so it has become the current model.
And when Yu Zhiqian looked through the dusty glass, there were people selling things beside the airport wall. The security check seemed to be a superfluous formalism, and no one would have bothered to send the gun onto the plane directly from outside the shabby airport wall.
Robert Jr. and others already knew that it was Yu Zhiqian's flight. Before boarding the plane, Yu Zhiqian sent them a message to indicate that he had boarded the plane. John sent a message back, saying that they had arrived at the airport and were ready to pick up Yu Zhiqian. He also wished Yu Zhiqian a pleasant journey. .
"Have a nice trip?"
Yu Zhiqian looked at these four words a little confused.
The plane was very old, and Yu Zhiqian could no longer recognize the specific model. From the appearance of the plane, it looked like he was at least about the same age as Yu Zhiqian. There was no ferry or bridge. After he walked out of the boarding gate, he walked directly to In front of the plane, go up the spiral staircase.
There are beautiful black flight attendants, but they are definitely not in Namibia. They are all aunties. They stand at the boarding gate, checking tickets, and there is a man with a gun standing next to them. If someone checks in without a ticket, If you get off the plane, you will be thrown directly off the plane and put in jail.
Entering the cabin, there is no so-called first class cabin. The seats on this shabby airplane are all in tatters. Some of the seats are broken and cannot be seated at all.
Here, everyone takes random seats when flying. If the tickets are sold out and people without seats have to sit in those shabby seats, or they can experience the legendary standing ticket on the plane.
However, it is basically difficult to fill a plane in Namibia. A ticket costs several hundred dollars, which basically prohibits more than 95% of Namibians. They may not be able to earn so much money in a year or two.
Yu Zhiqian randomly found a seat and sat down, not daring to get close to the window. As we all know, the glass of the airplane is two-layered, with a layer of vacuum in the middle. But here, the windows of the airplane only have one layer left, and some are at the back. By the way, if you sit by the window, you don’t know if it will be drafty after flying.
Some people will say that after the plane flies to a high altitude, if the glass is broken, it will definitely explode, and then save the internal and external air pressure and so on. African planes rarely fly high, a few hundred meters or a thousand meters is almost theirs. Extremely high.
These planes can only fly at an altitude of one or two thousand meters. As for domestic flights, which can move several kilometers, it is basically impossible here. When the planes here fly to that altitude, every one of them will crash. As for the It is easy to hit birds when flying at low altitude.
Although it is possible to hit a bird, compared with flying at a high altitude and almost 100% chance of crashing, flying at a low altitude is more reliable.
Of course, the planes here refer to flights from some South African countries. North Africa is relatively wealthy, such as Egypt and Ethiopia, and their airlines have relatively advanced aircraft.
But this is Namibia, one of the most backward regions in the world, a war-torn country, and having airplanes is already very good.
When Yu Zhiqian got on the plane, he had already begun to regret in his heart. Why on earth did he take this plane? Wouldn't it be better to drive back? He could still earn a car.
Before the plane takes off, no one will tell you how to escape if there is an emergency on the plane. After everyone gets on the plane, the plane starts to move.
Yu Zhiqian looked at the tattered seats in the cabin, as if they were about to be thrown out at any time as the plane advanced, and he was very worried about the safety of his flight.
In the end, the plane successfully took off. After taking off, the entire body of the plane felt like a person having cramps from time to time. Sudden bumps and sudden shaking were common.
The stewardesses on the plane took it for granted and started selling some goods, including water and food, which was their main source of income.
Yu Zhiqian closed his eyes and wanted to rest for a while, but this feeling, which was bumpier than walking on a rural dirt road, really made him unable to sleep, and he didn't dare to fall asleep. You were even worried that after you fell asleep, you would fall asleep. It's like never waking up again.
Yu Zhiqian kept staring at a broken luggage rack. The small door of the luggage rack could no longer be closed. With every bump of the plane, the small door would open, then make a muffled bang, and then close again.
"Damn it, I won't take this flight even if I die!"
Yu Zhiqian was really scared. After living for so long, this was the first time he felt scared. Even if he was on the battlefield and bullets flew past his head, he didn't feel this way. It would only make Yu Zhiqian feel his blood boiling.
But Yu Zhiqian was deeply afraid that the plane would fall and he would really be doomed. He kept praying to all kinds of gods, hoping that the plane could land safely.
The three hours in the air were the most difficult three hours for Yu Zhiqian. Yu Zhiqian believed that he would never forget this flight in the future. It was more unforgettable than skydiving. Maybe it was because Yu Zhiqian was lucky, or maybe Yu Zhiqian scared himself. Three After an hour-long flight, the plane finally landed smoothly at the Cape Town airport.
Most of the black people on the plane who often took this route didn't feel anything and quickly walked off the plane with their luggage. However, Yu Zhiqian stood up slowly, took his luggage, and walked off slowly step by step. airplane.
When Yu Zhiqian put his feet against the ground, he even felt that his legs were a little soft. I don't know whether it was because he had too much crazy output last night, or because he was scared by this plane. In short, Yu Zhiqian felt that his legs were not his own. .
Looking back at the dilapidated plane, Yu Zhiqian swore that he would never fly back from Namibia or fly to Namibia, even if it took several days to drive there.
Cape Town Airport is not big. After Yu Zhiqian walked out of the airport, the first thing he saw was Robert Jr.'s face that needed a beating. He was looking around. When he saw Yu Zhiqian, he immediately stretched out his hand and waved hard twice: "Boss , I’m here, I’m here!”
Yu Zhiqian slowly walked over and hugged little Robert: "I see you, stop jumping around!"
"Boss, what's wrong with your leg? Is it injured?"
Peter noticed that Yu Zhiqian was walking differently than usual and couldn't help but ask.
Yu Zhiqian shook his head: "It's okay, I'm fine. It's just that this flight experience was a bit bad!"
Peter and John looked at each other, then laughed, and immediately understood what was going on. They had also been on this flight.
