Yang Shaoyun ran directly to the door of VIP waiting room despite the flight attendants' obstruction.
That's what happened.
Listening to the voice of the flight attendants, I feel that the people in the VIP waiting room are more dignified than Yang Shaoyun, but he wants to see who can be better than Yang Shaoyun.
Despite the crew's obstruction, she pushed the beautiful steward away and strode directly into the VIP waiting room. Only two men in lousy clothes were sitting on massage chairs.
I stare at him strangely.
"Who should I be? It turns out that they are two lousy losers. Is that how you serve VIP passengers like me? Which part of their body is more valuable than I, Yang Shaoyun
The beautiful steward followed in a hurry, hurried forward, frequently apologizing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm going to get him out of here. Excuse me!"
"Hurry up, what about ink marks! Where I want to rest, how can such a person sit here? It's just dirty my place! Don't you hear me, don't get up yet
Yang Shaoyun didn't seem to understand what the beautiful steward said. He pointed to Liang Chen's nose and started shouting. Unexpectedly, the beautiful steward was apologizing to Liang Chen.
"This classmate, I think you are mistaken? What is your resting place? Have you written your name here
Although Yu Deshui didn't know what was special about the VIP terminal.
But his fiery temper is not easy to provoke, with his own belly, he jumped out of the massage chair and gave Yang Shaoyun a white eye.
"I'm really sorry. I'm going to take him away. Excuse me!"
The beautiful steward apologizes to Liang Chen again. Her eyes are full of guilt for doing something wrong. I'm afraid Liang Chen will complain. I don't expect to do this job again.
Although I don't know who Liang Chen is, there are not many people who can enter the VIP waiting room. Generally, they are chartered flights or only important military and political personnel are qualified.
But Yang Shaoyun is also a bad person to offend. His mother has more than 3000 chain stores operating in the country, and the net profit is as high as 3 billion every year. He can't afford to offend him.
She carefully pulled the corner of Yang Shaoyun's coat and whispered, "Mr. Yang, I'm really sorry. This VIP terminal is indeed the gentleman's right now. Otherwise, I'd better take you to the VIP waiting room. In fact, it's not much difference!"
After a long time, I wanted to take myself away.
Suddenly, Yang Shaoyun's face was blue and white.
He can't understand why the two losers can rest in the VIP terminal when he is a rich second generation.
"I repeat, I'm going to wait here, you can make a price, how much, give me this waiting room!"
Liang Chen saw that he was young and didn't want to argue with him, but he had to use money to smash a waiting room. It was the first time I met him. It was a bit fresh.
Why is it that every time you wear a loser's costume, there is a rich second generation out of thin air. Otherwise, it is the fake rich second generation who challenge themselves.
A casual look at Yang Shaoyun.
Liang Chen said coldly: "sorry, I don't lack money!"
Liang Chen's attitude really made Yang Shaoyun angry. His face was green and purple.
What did Yang Shaoyun want from birth, except for his father, everything else.