The worst thing that can happen to a private jet flight attendant is when someone asks you for something and you say: Sorry, I can't provide it.
——A billionaire’s gluttonous feast.
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Capital International Airport, apron.
Flight attendant Tasia was worried and stood side by side with the two pilots on both sides of the escalator. Above the escalator was the Gulfstream hatch.
It's a Gulfstream, not a Concorde. The cramped space doesn't allow for the work of private chefs. The ingredients from suppliers are initially processed by Michelin chefs and then finally served to customers through Tasia's final processing.
"Coming."
It was the captain who spoke out.
Tasia turned around and saw a shuttle bus coming quickly.
It was not the expected Mercedes-Benz convoy, but Tasia still confirmed that the person in the car was her passenger through her twin tails flying in the wind.
She took a deep breath and kept thinking in her heart:
"Conti (red wine) has been opened at 1:30, and two hours is the best time to drink it; Mouton has been decanted for 10 minutes, and the third round will be in 35 minutes. Desserts are stored in the lower row..."
This two-and-a-half-hour journey was very important to both the food supplier and her, because only by passing the test could she become the cabin crew chief of another Concorde aircraft that was being renovated.
"Anastasia?"
"Yes, Mr. Nicholas, I will be at your service for this journey."
Zhao Song, who was holding his sister's hand, had an expressionless face, which was in line with Tasia's usual impression of him.
"Thanks for your hard work."
He nodded to Tasia, greeted the two pilots, and then took his sister onto the plane.
Behind him are Qin Han and Zhu Yue.
The little secretary deliberately lagged a few steps behind. After several people entered the plane, he whispered:
"Lunch will be according to your menu."
After finishing speaking, the little secretary hesitated and reminded: "Also, the boss did not know about this assessment in advance, so he may not be in a good mood..."
"Hiss~"
Tasia's heart trembled, and her heart suddenly cast a shadow.
…
Twenty minutes later, we were four thousand feet above sea level.
At this altitude, the atmospheric pressure has undergone huge changes, and the human body's sensitivity to sweetness is reduced by 50%.
Tasia unbuckled her seat belt and kept taking deep breaths. After several repetitions, she made up her mind to get up and walk to the rear cabin.
There, the lovely girl Xiao Yu was holding a cat and a dog, looking at the scenery outside the window with interest; on the other side, the super rich man was discussing work with his assistant.
"Old Qin, is there any part of Largan Guang in the information you took over?"
"Yes, boss, but the information mainly introduces the prospect analysis of plastic lenses by our information department."
"Is there any information on QR code technology?"
"Yes." Qin Han responded without hesitation, "There is news that the National Article Coding Center has begun preliminary research on QR codes."
"Very good." Zhao Song's expressionless compliment made the onlookers seem unintentional. "Judging from the technological development trend of plastic lenses, how long will it take for it to be able to fully recognize the QR code?"
"..." Qin Han was silent.
Taking advantage of her silence, Tasia immediately seized the opportunity and stepped forward to ask for instructions:
"Sir, what do you need?"
Zhao Song turned his head and looked at Tasia seriously:
With a beautiful face, a straight nose, light red lips, and a shiny golden head, the typical image of a Persian cat completely fits the aesthetics of David, an old pervert.
He curled up the corners of his mouth slightly: "I heard that you have prepared a big meal for me, so I won't drink any drinks. Let's start with a few bottles of yogurt as an appetizer."
"Okay sir, please wait a moment."
As soon as Tasia breathed a sigh of relief, Qin Han came back to her senses and made her heart skip a beat.
"Boss, yogurt for appetizing and digesting food seems to be the scam of the century, right?"
"right."
Zhao Song stared at Qin Han and suddenly laughed, "How about some Tongrentang Dashanzhao Waner?"
"..."
The air solidified instantly.
In the eyes of little secretary Zhu Yue, Qin Han, who had always been very comfortable, suddenly became at a loss. According to the gossip she received, successfully completing the postgraduate entrance examination was not only the hope of Tesla executives, but also the main task of Assistant Qin.
.
Big hawthorn pill?
The little secretary cursed in her heart, if there was such a thing on this plane, her boss would definitely continue to ask for Liuwei Dihuang Pills!
Qin Han smiled awkwardly and said: "Well...boss, actually yogurt is not bad. I heard that the cows corresponding to each bottle of yogurt on the plane today have numbers and names."
"Very good, let's take yogurt. Cats and dogs will also drink it."
"Okay, sir."
The talkative Zhao Song made Tasia ecstatic and left quickly.
Suddenly, Zhao Song asked casually: "Old Qin, if the in-flight meal supplier is qualified this time, can you change the name of the cow?"
"Of course, boss," Lao Qin replied without hesitation, "that is your right."
"very good."
Zhao Song nodded, lowered his head and pondered. Xiao Yu, who was looking at the scenery across from him, seemed to feel something and glanced at Qin Han with gloating.
"Change the name of the cow that is the bottle of yogurt that Benben ate," Zhao Song muttered, "call it her majesty queen elizabeth ii."
Tasia was stunned.
Qin Han gritted his teeth.
Zhu Yue lowered her eyebrows and looked down upon her eyes.
Xiaoyu was extremely curious: "Brother, who is that?"
"The Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, her lands and territories, Head of the Commonwealth, and Protector of the Anglican Faith."
After answering Xiaoyu's question, Zhao Song gave Qin Han a deep look, and then nodded to the beautiful flight attendant: "Thank you for your hard work."
"My pleasure."
Tasia left in embarrassment, and in a short time she served delicious yogurt to several people, cats and dogs.
“Tastes good.”
Zhao Song praised and put the remaining yogurt in front of Benben who was foaming at the mouth, "Sure enough, 'the most expensive may not necessarily be the best, but the best must be expensive'!"
"Boss, I believe Richard will be extremely happy when he hears your compliment."
"Who is Richard?"
"Flight meal orderer."
"oh."
"Sir, may I ask about lunch time..."
"Come on now."
"Okay, sir, we have Conde and Mouton for pre-dinner drinks." This time Tasia learned the lesson and gave Zhao Song a choice.
"Coca Cola."
…………
Before the first dish was served, little secretary Zhu Yue sat with Xiao Yu on the pretext of taking care of the cats and dogs.
During the rest of the journey, she indulged in top-notch delicacies while enjoying the show. She felt the flash of swords and swords that made her whole body chill as the boss and his assistant asked questions and answers.
Tasia: "Steak."
Zhao Song: "Oh, is it the island steak that has been baptized by massage and music?"
Qin Han: "That's right."
Tasia: “Seafood.”
Zhao Song: "Isn't this a dog claw snail?"
Qin Han: "It is also called gooseneck barnacle, and its CIF price is higher than gold."
Tasia: "Caviar."
Zhao Song: "This is also the most expensive?"
Qin Han: "Yes, wild white catfish caviar, each fish weighs more than one ton."
…………
Tasia: "Sir, next is sweets."
Zhao Song: "Old Qin, please introduce me."
Qin Han: “This ‘diamond dessert’ is made from a mixture of Malaysian coconut milk, Madagascar vanilla, and civet coffee mixed with oil bitters, and is topped with 24-carat edible gold foil.
The ice cream Xiao Yu is eating is also the most expensive in the world, and its water source comes from an ice cap on the top of a mountain in Africa, and it is melting."
"..."
Finally, Tasia carefully held up the old wine bottle. The small amount of liquid inside could not even completely cover the bottom of the bottle.
Qin Han explained: "Boss, this is the after-dinner wine David gave you, the last glass of 1811 Napoleon's cellar French brandy."
(ps: In reality, this meal is a flight meal, and the wine is drunk in the wine cellar)
"How much does this cup cost?"
Zhao Song stared at the light red liquid in the wine glass and asked playfully.
"5,000 pounds."
"..."
Zhao Song drank it all in one gulp: "Rich people don't live as well as you imagine, because poverty has restricted your imagination..." He said bitterly, "In 1811, the Austrian government declared bankruptcy!"
After hearing these words, Qin Han, who had always been confident, finally changed his expression.
"Old Qin, how many options are there in the contract you signed with Tesla?"
Qin Han stretched out two fingers nervously.
"Not bad." Zhao Song nodded and murmured, "Has the secondary financing been completed?"
"Just waiting for your signature."
"In other words, according to the share ratio, Tesla is still my private company before I sign it, right?"
"Boss, I'm sorry..."
Regardless of the turbulence of the plane, Qin Han stood up in fear.
"You can't be the only one saying this to me!"
Zhao Song brought the dessert to Xiao Yu, kissed her nose lovingly, and then chuckled:
"The company is still in my hands, and you just want to enjoy it with my money?"
"Boss, it's not what you think..."
"It doesn't matter what I think."
Zhao Song waved his hand half-heartedly: "Notify Ding Tao that Tesla's second round of financing has been cancelled, and the listing plan...