Chapter 39

An hour later, a group of three convoys led by Rolls-Royce Phantom entered the business jet building of Seoul International Airport. Thanks to their advance greeting, the convoy was able to enter directly into the hangar.

Through the car window, you can see the blue and white color scheme. There is also a Jinshan Boeing BBJ business jet in the rear wing. From a distance, it looks like this Jinshan is crossing the sky. It is also the symbol of Yuanshan Group.

The so-called BBJ is essentially a business jet project consisting of many different types of Boeing aircraft. The Yang family's business jet was ordered in 2000 and delivered in 2002. It was converted from a Boeing 737 into a prototype, with greater range for more than 11,000 people. The number of kilometers mainly meets the needs of flying from the US to all over the world. The fuselage's total length of nearly 39 meters also provides more interior space.

That year, the Yang family ordered this "Yuanshan", except for the bare metal part worth 52 million US dollars, the cost of interior decoration and modification also reached 20 million US dollars, the total cost is 72 million US dollars. Around 2010, "Yuanshan" was also modernized. Renovations.

Inside there are 18 seats, a master suite with en-suite bathroom as well as an audio-visual entertainment area and work space. Since being assigned, "Yuanshan" has devoted himself to serving the Yang family for more than 10 years and has never been released once. Accident but maintenance costs are increasing every year, it's time to retire.

Yang Cheng got out of the car with a fixed gaze and waved to Li Xiuman and Sunny, who got out of the Mercedes-Benz from the back.

Pressed against the road, the car runs very unbalanced. Duong Trung, who was already upset because he was drunk, now felt like his appetite was overwhelmed by sour juice. In addition, the suit jacket was exposed to the sun and he was excited by the cool breeze. , Migraine headache.

Duong Trung's face turned pale and he asked Han Sam: "Go ask the ground staff to help you put on normal clothes." Me, Ms. Sunny and Chairman Ly each have one set.

"President Ly, Sunny, you two should tell Hansen your clothing sizes and let someone else send you loose-fitting clothes. It's too uncomfortable."

Duong Trung and Ly Tu Man wore suits but Sunny was miserable. Evening dresses are beautiful and graceful but do not keep you warm. Without Duong Trung's jacket, Sunny could probably determine what the freezing conditions would be like. The weather in June is always very changeable. It was clearly summer at noon and late autumn at night, making people feel unprepared.

The two of them were not hypocritical at this time, directly reporting the scale to Hansen.

The plane was making the final preparations before take-off. Yang Cheng said hello to the beautiful flight attendant, and led the two on board the plane. He was not very familiar with this set of crew members. Generally, Yang Cheng rarely used planes, probably Yuanshan The aircrew contracted by the capital, the company also has two business jets, a Gulfstream G550, and a Dassault Falcon. These are all used by high-level employees on business trips or in emergencies. They are almost never idle. Even if Duong Trung wants to participate, he must approve the appointment in advance if he occasionally uses public tools for private purposes.

Because Yuanshan was originally designed to create comfort for the elderly at home, the interior decoration style leans toward Chinese classics, and the main colors are not as bright as the exterior colors. As soon as you enter the cabin, you will feel a heavy feeling, but after you get used to it, the gentle scent of wood quickly makes people relax. Of course, it ends up going up in the air, not our place, and there aren't many places that actually use solid wood.

Stepping on the thick and soft carpet, Yang Cheng said without looking back, "Sit down, and after taking off for a while, sunny, go to the bedroom to rest."

Normally, the bedroom should be given to the oldest Li Xiuman. Sunny also subconsciously looked at his uncle after listening to Yang Cheng's words, but Yang Cheng didn't have that consciousness. It has always been his code of conduct to give priority to color and friends, not to mention Li Xiuman. His friend.

"Well, Shun Kyu, you can go to the bedroom for a good rest in a while. I'm afraid your aunt won't be able to sleep either. "Ly Tu Man didn't want to care and tried to smile.

Sunny nodded silently. Instead of going to the independent row, she sat opposite Duong Trung. In front of Ly Tu Man, the two implicitly understood to keep a good distance, putting aside the previous ambiguity. Everyone is an adult. I have eaten and seen it, after drinking I can understand immediately. No need to think too much or even expect.

Gently looking at Duong Trung who was meditating with his eyes closed, Sunny really felt like she had taken the wrong medicine today. Even though she often brings up the forbidden topic of 19 years old, that doesn't mean she's a slut, really experienced. Count the number of times with both hands.

In the past, if she was attacked and hugged tightly by a man, she would be angry, but not only would she not fight back, but she would also crave Duong Trung's hug. She knew they didn't like it and the two had met twice before when they had a lot of money. And Duong Trung is definitely not the type of man who can make women fall in love at first sight. Its charm must be discovered slowly.

What is that ?

Unfortunately, no one can give her an exact answer, she can only understand. I waited another ten minutes. When Hansen and Andrew boarded the plane, flight attendants closed the door and a tractor pushed the plane off the plane. After a long taxi ride to the runway, he was ready for takeoff.

"Boss, clothes." Hansen gave the bag to Yang Cheng's father.

"Oh, thank you, please change after takeoff." Duong Trung took it and put it on the seat next to him, used the remote control to turn the seat around, face the cockpit, fasten his seat belt and wait for the plane to take off. The process of lifting the plane made Duong Trung almost vomit, but after only a short time, Duong Thua drank a few more sips of water and exhausted himself. After the plane stabilized and entered the stratosphere, Duong Trung went to the toilet to simply flush and change clothes. With dry clothes and a cup of warm milk to drink, my appetite increased but my head was pounding and the cold seemed impossible to escape.

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After more than 10 hours of flying, Duong Trung was almost in a coma. In between, she only ate one meal and went back to sleep. When the plane landed, Yang Cheng was happy and said goodbye to Li Xiuman and Sunny.

The aircraft refueled and, after carrying out the necessary checks, restarted and flew east.

Due to the time zone difference, it was almost early morning when the plane took off, and it was almost early morning when it arrived in New York. It felt like a day and a night had passed but in reality it only took more than 10 hours.

When Yang Cheng returned home, Yang Sen and Liu Yun were surprised. Looking at Duong Trung's haggard face and lazy eyes, he thought he had encountered something bad.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother, okay? Luu Van hugged Duong Thua and sat on the sofa, looked around but couldn't find anything, and asked worriedly.

Duong Trung smiled bitterly: "Mom, I'm fine, I just have a cold. The flight was too long. I still haven't taken cold medicine. I'm probably feverish now."

This time, there was no need for Luu Van, Duong Sam touched Duong Trung's forehead from behind. The tentacles are hot, and there is no need to measure body temperature, at least 39 degrees.

"John... Hurry up and call the doctor." Yang Sen called out the old housekeeper who arranged for Hansen and Andrew.

"Okay, Jason has a fever?" Old John didn't have the feeling of slowness in his 60s. Instead, he rushed to the phone with a fast pace, calling and confirming Yang Cheng's condition. Duong Sam frowned, his senses confused: "Yes, it's too hot, it must be over 39 degrees."

"Is it that bad? Damn it, why isn't the doctor answering the phone?" When he heard the temperature, old John was also a little worried. After the phone rang less than three times, he began cursing under his breath, completely losing his usual composure and grace.

Duong Trung's illness affected the hearts of the entire family. Of course he didn't know that. At this time, perhaps because of the reason of returning home, his tense nerves had relaxed. He could not bear it anymore and fell asleep directly on his mother's body. He couldn't even hear who was calling him.

While the doctor was on the way, Yang Sen called Hansen and asked Yang Cheng how sick he was. Hansen waited outside the hotel last night and told him what he knew. Knowing that Duong Trung was drunk and lent his clothes to a woman to catch a cold, Luu Van almost burst out laughing and scolded Duong Thua for being lazy and deserved it, but was instead slapped by her angrily. Duong Trung is now truly a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. No matter how much the outside world beat and scolded him, he could not feel, did not know, sleep well.

Duong Trung woke up on the morning of June 7. Last night, she was so confused that she heard the doctor come and give her an injection of fever-reducing medicine. He sat down and looked around bewilderedly, UU read www.uukanshu. Com's familiar post-modern luxury interior, familiar LV style. After confirming that this was his private room, he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his hair, then stood up from the bed and stood by the window. overlooking the green central park. That refreshing, euphoric feeling is back again.

I took a shower, changed clothes and left the room. I went to the restaurant on the first floor. Dad and Mom didn't know what to say. Old John ordered the servants to serve breakfast. The glass wall on the first floor opens to the outside. Warm spring breezes rushed in, carrying the breath of green grass, like a mother's hand hugging her child's face, extremely comfortable.

Lie down comfortably and greet your parents with a heavy nasal voice: "Hello mom and dad, hello dad John, did you sleep well last night?"

"No, this time you come back and you'll throw us out. Which direction is your mind?" Luu Van's cruel tongue worked again, she was not angry at all when she saw Duong Trung smiling. smiled and touched his nose, itchy, how could a cold heal so quickly, "Oh, I don't want to get sick."

"Very well, don't mention him, taking care of your daughter is also a good thing, sit down and eat." Duong Sam smiled and patted his mother's hand. Every time he encountered such a situation, his father stood up to earn a living.

"You know how to be a good old man." Liu Yun Yang Sen groaned. She really doesn't blame Duong Trung.

Sitting down next to his mother, the servant prepared food for him and thanked him. Just recovered from fever and no appetite yet. I don't care much for bacon and the like. I just need a bowl of millet porridge with cold dishes.

After eating a few bites, I felt a little hungry. I suddenly remembered the LV Shanghai building. I didn't know what the people my father sent were talking about, so I asked: "Dad, what is the LV building talking about?" Did you buy it?"