"Dear passengers, welcome to this flight. The flight has arrived at its destination, Tokyo. I wish all passengers a pleasant journey,"
As the sweet voice of the flight attendant came, the huge Global Express had parked steadily on the tarmac of the airport. Before the door opened, some passengers stood in the aisle with their hands in salutes, eager to see A look at the scenery of Tokyo.
"We're not going down," Yan Murong asked, looking at Yan Minghua who was sitting steadily next to him and looking at the magazine in his hand.
"Get off, get off again later," Yan Minghua said without raising his head, as if his eyes were attracted by the beautiful clothes in the magazine, "It will take a while to open the hatch. How tiring it is to stand up now."
As he said that, Yan Minghua put down the magazine in his hand, stretched out gracefully, looked at Yan Murong and said, "It's been quite leisurely these days, right?"
"Yeah, I'm so busy that my hair is almost growing," Yan Murong said with an aggrieved look.
"Put away that expression of yours," Yan Minghua chuckled, rolled his eyes at Yan Murong, and said, "The old man is doing this for your own good. Do you know how passive the old man is because of what you caused? --- --Fortunately, with the help of the old man of the Su family, the two old foxes didn't cause any big trouble when they got together."
"Sister-in-law, that's my grandfather and your father, please show some respect," Yan Murong smiled bitterly at her sister-in-law's words, "Besides, you insist on describing your elders as animals. From a genetic point of view, , it’s not good for us,”
"Stop talking nonsense to me," Yan Minghua said angrily, "Tell me what you plan to do in the future."
"What else can I do? I'm a person who takes things step by step. We'll talk about the future later," Yan Murong said with an indifferent expression, "Anyway, things are already at a standstill. If Zheng Wuming has any tricks, just attack me." Come on, I'll take the next step,"
"Hey," Yan Minghua shook his head and sighed, "the Zheng family has been going smoothly all these years, but it's been eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet you ----- I'm thinking, now the Zheng family is having a headache,"
"Are you gloating about your misfortune?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.
"Forget it," Yan Minghua suddenly showed a sly smile and said with longing, "I really want to see the scene when you met Zheng Wuming. It must be very interesting - I didn't know your temper. Who are you following? It seems that we have never had a weirdo like you in our family,"
"Isn't that what you are," Yan Murong said with a smile, "I just remembered it when you said it. Do you know a popular saying in Yanjing circles?"
"Tell me about it," Yan Minghua asked.
"Yes," Yan Murong nodded.
"It's definitely not a good thing," Yan Minghua curled his lips and said, "Let's hear it."
"Do you really want to listen," Yan Murong asked uncertainly, "These words will seriously affect the ladylike image you strive to maintain."
"Shit, when have I ever been a lady?" Yan Minghua rolled his eyes at Yan Murong, stretched out his slender jade fingers and flirtatiously touched his long hair that had been permed into big waves, "I am mature, not a lady. ,"
"Okay," Yan Murong said, being completely defeated by her sister-in-law's bottomless and unscrupulous behavior, "They said that in Yanjing, the man is Zheng Wuming, and the woman is Yan Minghua."
"These are the unpleasant things you said," Yan Minghua asked strangely.
"No," Yan Murong hesitated before saying, "They also said that it is better to provoke Zheng Wuming than Yan Minghua - if you provoke Zheng Wuming, you will lose everything, but if you provoke Yan Minghua , anything big can hurt your butt for three months,"
After saying that, Yan Murong looked at Yan Minghua carefully, but found that instead of being angry, she had a nice curve on the corner of her mouth.
"That's right," Yan Minghua chuckled, "Now I finally know who you followed. It turns out you followed me."
"Damn, don't talk nonsense," Yan Murong was shocked.
"I'm not talking nonsense," Yan Minghua smiled sweetly, "I heard that you fought with others several times, using the most tricky and vicious moves that have been lost in the martial arts for a long time ----- This is my famous stunt. If you say you don’t follow me, you will follow whoever you want. Your father, that’s impossible. Your father can’t do anything except using a belt.”
While they were talking, the door of the plane had been opened. When all the passengers poured out of the cabin one by one, as if they were going to a market, Yan Murong and Yan Minghua stood up from their seats, carrying only Yan Minghua's bag and left. go out.
Indeed, the two of them did not carry any luggage except for the bag in Yan Minghua’s hand. In Yan Minghua’s words, “just buy whatever luggage you want when you get there, otherwise you can keep so much money.” Is it long hair?"
As the crowd walked out of the airport, Yan Murong asked strangely, "Sister-in-law, Mitsui Toshiaki didn't send anyone to pick her up."
"Sent," Yan Minghua said with a smile, "but I rejected it."
"Rejected," Yan Murong looked surprised, "What did you do if you refused? You can speak the island dialect,"
"No," Yan Minghua shook his head, "Except for the word with the number, I only know a kind of butterfly from the island country."
"Okay," Yan Murong's forehead was covered with cold sweat. This little girl's moral integrity was really lost. She could say such connotative words.
"Then what are we doing now, instead of going on an inspection?" Yan Murong asked.
"Investigation is nothing," Yan Minghua said with a smile. "Of course I'll have some fun first when I come here. We'll talk about the inspection in two days."
"That's fine," Yan Murong nodded and said a little worriedly, "Neither of us can speak this bird song, what should we do?"
"Just speak English," Yan Minghua said, hailing a taxi. "Basically all the losers in the United States understand English."
"That's okay," Yan Murong chuckled, "Although the people in this country are not very good, it is said that the snacks are pretty good. Since you are not in a hurry to inspect, let's go out and look around when we have time to find some snacks to try. Once you taste it, you can buy some souvenirs to take back."
"You are really a foodie, you even eat and bring some," Yan Minghua smiled sweetly and asked, "What local products are you planning to bring?"
"Fish," Yan Murong said, "I heard that the fish here are pretty good. Buy some and take them home to eat. After all, they are imported."
"Nothing," Yan Minghua rolled his eyes angrily, opened his bag and rummaged around for a while, then pulled out a rectangular box about the size of a mobile phone, and said, "You can buy fish wherever you want. , That’s not really a souvenir. I’d say it’s better if you buy a few more of these things.”
"What is this?" Yan Murong said strangely.
"A mobile hard drive," Yan Minghua explained.
"Mobile hard drive, why do I need this thing?"
"Hey," Yan Minghua suddenly showed a weird smile, shook the mobile hard drive in his hand, and said, "It's a souvenir."
PS: Hey hey hey... I find that I am getting more and more connotative now. Who understands it? If you understand it, give it a thumbs up after reading it. Let me see if one of my classmates has become a senior dick.