Zhang Jin looked excited as if he had been overly excited, making Beigong Shuoyue hold the window and the two safety armrests in front of him hold more forcefully.

Then, after watching Zhang Jin talk to himself, not only did he not slow down the car, but he stepped on the accelerator again to make matters worse. Beigong Shuoyue's lips turned white even more shocked, and she couldn't help but beg in a sad voice and argued:

"Old Jin, please slow down. Don't use your H2 as F1? What car do you use for F1? What car do you use? What is the track of F1? What is your current road condition? Besides, are there so many vehicles coming and going on the track? Are there such cross-repeating routes on the track? Are there so many unexpected emergencies on the track?"

"Tsk, don't tell me about the track or something. When you go out to race, is the venue also on the F1 track?"

Zhang Jin's tone was still calm and his expression was still excited.

"Well, I admit that the high-risk outdoor racing I told you before was bragging. We frogs in the well who have never seen the world, the so-called racing is like playing house like a child, which is almost the same as playing bumper cars in the park! Is that okay? Brother Jin, please, you should slow down? Fatty, I'm just twenty years old and haven't lived enough yet!"

Beigong Shuoyue really admitted defeat.

Although Fatty Beigong also occasionally finds a place with some playboys of the same level to close the road at night, he is also able to play difficult moves such as drifting and continuous drifting. He is not even worse than the "performing artists" in the skills competition!

But Beigong Shuoyue, who considers himself top-notch technology, has never played such a difficult technique at such an exaggerated speed in such a dense traffic?

In Zhang Jin's opinion, Beigong Shuoyue's so-called skills are just like those "performing artists". They are really just able to "perform". Compared with Zhang Jin's driving skills at this time, those are just embroidered pillows, but silver-like gun tips.

Now Zhang Jin’s real “racing” in his mind. For Beigong Shuoyue, a fat man who loves life, he is simply dancing on the tip of a knife!

If you are not careful, you may be doomed at any time.

Beigong Shuoyue knew that although this Hummer H2 was strong and burly, the entire body of this H2 had been specially modified and reinforced, the Hummer chassis had been riot-proofed and particularly heavy, and the safety system of this car had been comprehensively and thoroughly strengthened.

However, at this speed, even if the wheel presses against a slightly larger stone, it is possible that the speeding beast will fly into the sky and turn somersaults.

If you hit a large vehicle or fail to turn to the guardrail and the wall, Beigong Shuoyue could almost foresee the surest result, that would be the car that would be destroyed and the people would die.

At this extreme speed, all airbags, seat belts, and reinforcement of the car body are useless.

Beigong Shuoyue also knew that if something really happened at this speed, even if Zhang Jin's kung fu could be as good as his grandfather, he would be destined to be the same as himself - dead!

Therefore, Beigong Shuoyue, who felt that his life was in danger, naturally tried his best to ask, beg, threaten, and cheat, and demanded that Zhang Jin slow down. If the space was not allowed, if this trembling fat man did not dare to untie his seat belt, even if he had disheveled hair and rolled around the ground, he might have done so.

Beigong Shuoyue's request was sincere enough and sincere enough, but Zhang Jin, who was in high spirits, might have listened to him... Time flies very quickly, and in Zhang Jin's passion, twenty minutes passed in a hurry. So much so when Zhang Jin drove the H2 all the way into the airport and parked on the apron, he was still a little unsatisfied. If it weren't for the matter about the beloved little girl thousands of miles away, Zhang Jin would even want to return and come back.

These twenty minutes were short enough for Zhang Jin, but for Beigong Shuoyue, a fat man who enjoyed the "unbearable stimulation in life" along the way, it was a bit of a torment like a year.

In Beigong Shuoyue's feeling, the journey was as long as three days and two nights in a closed dark room, so that during this period, the fat man from Beigong who prayed to God and Buddha had already believed in the Three Pure Daozun, Pangu God, Nuwa Niangniang, Hongjun Daozu, Asan Tathagata, Jesus Christ, Allah... dozens of great gods at home and abroad believed in it, prayed for a while, and prayed again from the beginning.

Now the long racing road has finally reached the end. Beigong Shuoyue, who has always considered herself calm, is almost about to burst into tears - I, a fat man, is still alive... Seeing a middle-aged man with a round beer belly and a Mediterranean hairstyle with a "local support center" trotted to the side of the car, standing respectfully at the door of the cab with a round beer and helping him open the car door.

Zhang Jin ignored the passenger seat and was gasping heavily. He was still in shock and thanked Beigong Shuoyue, who was blessed by all the great gods, and opened the car door and got out of the car.

Before the middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader of the airport spoke, Zhang Jin pulled over a stack of documents and air tickets held by this guy in his hand. After flipping through it, he saw all the visas, air tickets, personal documents, world general accounts, and other certificates and tickets he needed to go abroad. Zhang Jin was not too long-winded with this guy with a flattering face. He just snatched the certificates he had grabbed, and pointed to the fat man who was sweating in the car window and said:

"I am Zhang Jin, thank you for your help!"

"No, it should be, it should be!"

Just when the leader wanted to say something with a smile on his face, Zhang Jin interrupted his flattery without hesitation, as if he was about to roll in the Yangtze River, and said frankly:

"I have an urgent matter. Now I'm in a hurry to leave, so I won't be polite to you. If you have something to say, I'll make an agreement with the fat man in the car! He is the one who calls you for help. I'll wait for me to return to Beijing and I'll treat you to dinner!"

After saying that, Zhang Jintou left without raising his head, stepped on the boarding ladder truck that was close to him, and got into the huge A380.

Zhang Jinhuo interrupted his words like a burning fire. Although the fat man was stunned for a moment, he was also a person who had reached a high position in the officialdom and had a quick reaction. Even if Zhang Jin had already walked away, the fat man did not forget to nod and bow to Zhang Jin's back:

"No, no! Next time you will be in Beijing, I will treat you to dinner..."

As soon as Zhang Jin boarded the plane, the ladder left and the cabin door closed. Then, the huge A380 slowly turned around under the traction vehicle and turned directly from the apron to the runway... Under the enthusiasm of the flight attendant at the cabin door, Zhang Jin came all the way to his seat in the first class cabin and just sat down.

The A380, which was the last one, and the largest passenger, finally started this long flight, galloping, gliding, and taking off...

When the huge Airbus had finished climbing and began to roam steadily in the clouds, Zhang Jin also unbuttoned the seat belt on his body as prompted.

Just when Zhang Jin was about to close his eyes and rest, and think carefully about how he should start looking for Nini, the beloved little girl, after arriving in Australia, the long-legged stewardess who had led him to the seat before and enthusiastically wanted to stick to him along the way, walked over again.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

This voice is charming and charming, and it is not just the gentleness of the caring service of the flight attendant.

When Zhang Jin raised his eyelids and saw the flight attendant standing in front of him, he was leaning down with a difficult movement of almost ninety degrees and deliberately showing his deep career line to himself, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

Of course, Zhang Jin knew that showing passengers the career line between the double peaks and feasting the passengers' eyes is definitely not one of the flight attendant's service content! Zhang Jin naturally knew why this flight attendant poses in such an attractive position to him and staring at him with charming eyes like peach blossoms. What is the reason why he came from?

First class cabin has always been a good place for these flight attendants to catch kids, especially for first class cabins on international flights. Here, there are often high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen, and any one of them is enough to become the big money owner of these uniformed beauties.

To be honest, compared with dozens of other passengers in the first class who are big belly or old-fashioned, Zhang Jin is definitely the kind who is young, has a good figure and looks outstanding as compared to the same period.

Therefore, if those flight attendants who seem to be glamorous and holy want to catch Kaizi on this flight, Zhang Jin is undoubtedly the first choice. At least for the flight, Zhang Jin is definitely at the level of Jin Kaizi.

What's more, these flight attendants are not those passengers who are blinded by themselves and others with other interfaces.

They naturally knew that the delay in this flight would take off until now, not the so-called "airport runway arrangement" they explained to the passengers, but to wait for this big man who looked unpretentious and dressed in mass goods.

The flight attendant who had been waiting from the cabin door and led Zhang Jin to sit there, had seen it before at the cabin door that Zhang Jin not only rushed to the car and went directly under the boarding ladder. He also saw the beer belly and the bald man's servile attitude towards Zhang Jin.

As an employee of Air China, this flight attendant who often takes off and lands at Beijing Airport, naturally knew what the seemingly wretched bald fat man was at Beijing Airport and what level he was in the national cadre sequence!
Chapter completed!