"Thank you, thank you sir." A faint smile appeared on the stewardess's face.
This young man finally struck up a conversation with me.
"Tsk, what age are you in, and you still use this trick to pick up girls?"
Suddenly an unhappy voice came out, and the man who had just spoken to the flight attendant was seen sitting on his seat, looking at Meng Yan with disdain.
This is a tall and thin young man, whose appearance should be slightly older than Meng Yan's. He wears a gold Rolex watch on his wrist and is dressed in designer clothes. He is obviously a wealthy young man from Kyoto.
She also saw the brooch that the flight attendant dropped on the ground just now. She was planning to wait until she finished talking to pick it up and hand it to her, but she didn't do it first and Meng Yan beat her to it.
And after receiving the brooch from Meng Yan, the smile on the face of this little beauty made him suddenly feel unhappy.
Gee, what the hell are these pretty girls doing nowadays? It really makes me want to vomit.
He turned his head and looked at Meng Yan's body, and found that they were all street vendors. The disdainful smile on his face immediately grew even bigger.
"Friend, what's your surname?" Meng Yan was not angry, looked at this person and asked in a calm tone.
"My surname is Zhao, Zhao Yuan!" The person sitting on the chair was polite to Meng Yan and said.
"What about you? What's your last name?"
"Menggui, my surname is Meng, Meng Yan." Meng Yan replied equally politely.
"Okay, Mr. Meng, I was just talking to the flight attendant. What does it mean for you to interfere? Can't you wait for me to finish?"
The stewardess on the side saw that the two people seemed to be quarreling, and quickly came over to smooth things over.
"You two! Gentlemen, please calm down!"
"Mr. Meng just kindly reminded me that I dropped the brooch. Mr. Zhao don't get so angry over this little thing."
"Go aside!" Zhao Yuan said angrily.
"He interrupted me when I was talking to you, and you were also shocked by her. Why did you still help her to speak?"
Zhao Yuan felt even more indignant. These flight attendants were all wearing professional low-cut clothes. Just now, when he bent down beside him, he could see a little bit of white halo on her chest. However, Meng Yan just came over and took a photo, but it was gone.
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Zhao Yuan was very unhappy because his interest was disturbed.
The stewardess didn't know what to do when she was told this, so she had to stand aside awkwardly, like a child who had made a mistake.
The professional training of flight attendants is much stricter than that of flight attendants on ground vehicles. Their professional attitudes are very strong, and these two people are flying in first class, so they have to be treated politely.
Seeing the stewardess like this, Meng Yan waved to her gently.
"Don't take it to heart. Go down and I'll tell him."
The flight attendant looked at Meng Yan's calm expression, then looked at Zhao Yuan who was obviously angry, and shook her head.
"Forget it...forget it, I'll be right here. I can get whatever you need right away."
If these two first-class gentlemen started to quarrel without me watching for a while, I wouldn't be able to stop them. I would have to keep an eye on them.
When Meng Yan heard this, he ignored her and turned to look at Zhao Yuan.
Zhao Yuan looked at Meng Yan again and smiled angrily.
"This plane flies directly from Kyoto to Yangon, Myanmar. Mr. Meng also went to gamble on stones?"
Meng Yan shook his head, but then nodded.
Thinking about it carefully, although I was trying to find out the real culprit behind my grandfather's death, given the special circumstances of my family and being in a country like Myanmar, I would definitely have to bet on stone if I wanted to find any clues.
Seeing Meng Yan's reaction, Zhao Yuan laughed.
"Mr. Meng seems to be a layman. He is not sure whether he is playing with rocks or not?"
"But for the sake of being from the Xia Kingdom, I would like to remind Brother Meng that a poor guy like you who sells goods on the street can just go on a trip, but don't go into this muddy water."
"Otherwise, if you gamble and borrow money at high interest rates and you can't repay it, you will be knocked unconscious by Burmese mercenaries the next day and thrown into the river to feed the fish! My family will never find you!"
Having said this, Zhao Yuan crossed his legs and said proudly.
"Only people like me who are engaged in real estate in Kyoto and can easily spend millions can have the capital to try their luck in Yangon."
When he said this, Meng Yan remembered that there was indeed no one named Zhao among the four major families. This person seemed to be just like what he said, just a real estate businessman.
It's okay to scold Meng Yan, but just now this guy mentioned Meng Yan's family and said that he would never be found...
Seeing the angry look on this guy's face, Meng Yan understood that this guy was a master who couldn't keep his temper.
You can't even hide your emotions, but you still have the guts to bet on stones? If this person really goes to Yangon, he will probably be slaughtered as a fat sheep.
"There are so many people who are rich in stone gambling. Mr. Zhao, where do you think you rank among these people?" Meng Yan asked with a smile.
"It's just that Mr. Zhao, you are right about something. If you can't calm down, you will lose everything. When you get off the plane, remember to leave your phone number. If you take a picture of something like the Emperor's Crack at a sky-high price, it will be sold by the local people." The mercenaries have detained it, and I can kindly send a message to your family on your behalf."
"You!" Hearing this, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but stood up and tried to stand up, but was restrained by the seat belt and was stopped as soon as he exerted force.
He did go to Yangon to bet on stones, but those who bet on stones were not like cheaters like Meng Yan. They were really "betting".
Gambling relies on luck. What do people who rely on luck fear most? They fear most that someone will curse them with bad luck.
"Meng, don't be so arrogant! Do you dare to declare your family name? When grandpa returns to Kyoto, I will come to find you again!"
Meng Yan was stunned for a moment. This man actually said that he would come back to Kyoto to find him?
This is like a primary school student who was bullied at school and snorted with snot and said, "I'll come to your house to find you in a few days."
Do you have the guts to bet on stones with this kind of mentality?
Meng Yan took out his cell phone in airplane mode and looked at the clock. He felt that he had wasted a little too much time on this guy. Now that he was back at his position, he could still sleep for another half an hour.
"Let's go." Meng Yan turned around and said to the stewardess. She ignored Zhao Yuan's words and walked back to her seat.
The first-class cabin was only so big. Seeing Meng Yan ignoring him and returning to his seat, Zhao Yuan was stunned at first, and then became even more angry.
"return!"
"Meng, please come back here. I'm a man from Kyoto who made it clear to me today. What do you mean by this?!"
"I'm not from Kyoto, my hometown is in Lake City." Meng Yan turned her head and said to Zhao Yuan, who was two seats behind, while fastening her seat belt.
