Chapter 39 Returning to America (2)

One hour later, a 3-vehicle convoy headed by the Rolls-Royce Phantom drove into the business jet building of Incheon Airport. Because they had been greeted in advance, the convoy could directly enter the hangar.

Through the car window, you can see a blue and white color scheme, and a Jinshan Boeing BBJ business jet on the tail. From a distance, it looks like this Jinshan pierces the sky, which is also the symbol of Yuanshan Group.

The so-called BBJ is actually Boeing’s project to turn various types of its models into business jets. The Yang family’s business jet was ordered in 2000 and delivered in 2002. It was transformed from a Boeing 737 as a prototype, and its longest range reached more than 11,000 miles. km, which basically meets the needs of flying from the United States to all parts of the world. The fuselage with a total length of nearly 39 meters also provides more space for the interior.

When the Yang family ordered the "Yuan Shan" in addition to the bare metal 52 million US dollars, the cost of interior decoration and modification also reached 20 million US dollars, with a total cost of 72 million US dollars. Around 2010, the "Yuan Shan" was also modernized. renovation.

There are 18 seats inside, a master bedroom suite with an independent bathroom, as well as an audio-visual entertainment area and work area. Since its delivery, "Yuanshan" has been serving the Yang family for more than 10 years, and has never been out once. Accidents, but as maintenance fees have risen year after year, it is also time to retire.

Yang Cheng got out of the car in a daze, and waved to Li Xiuman and Sunny who got out of the Mercedes-Benz from behind.

In order to catch up with time on the road, the car drove very erratically. Yang Cheng, who was already uncomfortable because of drunkenness, now had an overwhelming appetite, regurgitating acid water, and he gave the suit jacket to Sunny, who was so excited by the cool wind. , a splitting headache.

Yang Cheng, with a pale face, instructed Hansen, "Go and ask the ground service staff to help deliver some casual clothes, one for me, Miss Sunny, and President Li."

"President Li, sunny, both of you reported the size of your clothes to Hansen, and asked someone to send you a few sets of loose clothes. This is too uncomfortable."

Yang Cheng and Li Xiuman are okay in suits, but sunny is miserable. Evening dresses are beautiful, but they don’t keep warm. If it weren’t for Yang Cheng’s coat, Sunny might be freezing right now. The weather in June is still It's really changeable, obviously it's still summer at noon, but it's late autumn at night, which makes people caught off guard.

The two of them were not hypocritical at the moment, and directly reported the size to Hansen.

The plane was making final preparations before takeoff. Yang Cheng greeted the beautiful flight attendant, and then led the two of them to board the plane. He was not very familiar with this set of crew members. Generally, Yang Cheng rarely used planes. The flight crew contracted by the capital, the company also has two business jets, a Gulfstream G550 and a Dassault Falcon, which are used by high-level business trips or employees in emergencies. Even if Yang Cheng wants to get rich, and occasionally uses public equipment for private use, he has to approve and make an appointment in advance.

Because the original order of this Yuanshan was purely for the convenience of the elderly at home, the interior decoration style was more Chinese-style and classical, and the main color was not as bright as the exterior color scheme. Once entering the cabin, I felt a sense of solemnity. After people get used to it, the light wood fragrance will quickly make people relax. Of course, this is to fly to the sky after all, not at home, and there are not many places that really use solid wood.

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

Normally speaking, the bedroom should be given up to Li Xiuman, who is the oldest. Sunny also subconsciously looked at his uncle after hearing Yang Cheng's words, but Yang Cheng didn't have that consciousness. his friend.

"Well, Shun Kyu, you can go to the bedroom and have a good rest later, I'm worried that your aunt won't be able to sleep either." Li Xiuman was even less in the mood to worry about these things, and tried to squeeze out a smile.

Sunny nodded silently, instead of going to the row of independent seats, she sat across from Yang Cheng. In front of Li Xiuman, the two tacitly kept an appropriate distance, and put aside the previous ambiguity, everyone is an adult , I have eaten and seen it, it is understandable to be impulsive after drinking, there is no need to think too much or even hold on.

She softly looked at Yang Cheng who was closing her eyes and recuperating. In fact, Sunny felt that she had taken the wrong medicine today. Even though she usually talked about the 19 ban, that didn't mean she was a slut. What she really experienced The number of times can be counted on two hands.

In the past, if she was attacked by a man and forced to kiss her, she would have lost her temper a long time ago, but not only did she not fight back, but she was also a little greedy for Yang Cheng's embrace. She knew it was not a liking. , and Yang Cheng is definitely not the kind of man who can make women fall in love at first sight, his charm needs to be discovered slowly.

What the hell is that?

It's a pity that no one can give her an accurate answer, and she can only understand it by herself.

After waiting for about ten minutes, as Hansen and Andrew boarded the plane, the flight attendant closed the door, and the tractor pushed the plane out of the stand. After a long taxi to the runway, it was ready to take off.

"Boss, clothes." Hansen handed the bags to Yang Cheng and the three of them respectively.

"Oh, thank you, let's change it after takeoff." Yang Cheng took it and put it on the seat next to him, used the remote control to turn the seat back, facing the direction of the cockpit, put on the seat belt and waited for takeoff.

The process of raising the plane made Yang Cheng feel so uncomfortable that she almost vomited out. Fortunately, after a short time, Yang Cheng drank a few more sips of water and pressed down. After the plane cruised smoothly in the stratosphere, Yang Cheng went to the bathroom for a simple rinse, changed the Wearing dry clothes, I ordered a cup of hot milk to drink, and my appetite felt better, but my head was buzzing, and it seemed that I couldn't get away with a bad cold.

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After more than 10 hours of flight, Yang Cheng almost passed out in lethargy. After getting up in the middle, he had a simple meal and went back to sleep. When the plane landed, Yang Cheng forced himself to say goodbye to Li Xiuman and Sunny.

The plane refueled and after relevant inspections, it took off again and headed east.

Because of the time difference, the plane took off close to the early morning and arrived in New York close to the early morning. It felt like a day and a night had passed, but in fact it only took more than 10 hours.

When Yang Cheng came home, Yang Sen and Liu Yun were taken aback. Looking at Yang Cheng's haggard face and dull eyes, they thought something serious happened to him.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom?" Liu Yun pulled Yang Cheng to sit on the sofa, touched here and there, but found nothing, and asked anxiously.

Yang Cheng smiled wryly with a hoarse voice, "Mom, I'm fine, but I just caught a cold, and the flight time is too long, and the cold medicine didn't help. I guess I have a fever now."

This time Liu Yun was not needed, Yang Sen touched Yang Cheng's forehead from behind, the temperature was scalding with the tentacles, and there was no need to measure the body temperature, at least 39 degrees.

"John... hurry up and call the doctor." Yang Sen shouted to the old housekeeper who was arranging Hansen and Andrew.

"Okay, Jason has a fever?" Old John didn't have the slow-moving feeling of people in his 60s at all. Instead, he rushed to the phone briskly and confirmed Yang Cheng's condition while calling.

Yang Sen frowned, all the facial features on his face were tangled together, "Well, it's very hot, more than 39 degrees."

"It's so serious? Damn it, why didn't the doctor answer the phone." Hearing the temperature, Old John was also a little anxious. After the phone rang three times, he began to curse in a low voice, completely out of his usual elegance and calmness.

Yang Cheng's illness affected the hearts of the whole family, so he naturally didn't know it. At this time, perhaps because of returning home, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't bear it any longer and fell asleep directly leaning against his mother. He couldn't even hear someone calling him.

Taking advantage of the time when the doctor was on the road, Yang Sen called Han Sen over and asked how Yang Cheng got sick. Han Sen, who had been waiting outside the hotel last night, told all the things he knew, and it was appropriate Knowing that Yang Cheng's illness was due to drunkenness, and she caught a cold by lending her clothes to a woman, Liu Yun almost laughed out loud, and scolded the sleepy Yang Cheng for what she deserved, and slapped her a few times in disbelief.

Yang Cheng is now a real dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, no matter how the outside world beats and scolds him, he doesn't feel it, I don't know, he sleeps soundly.

When Yang Cheng woke up again, it was already the morning of June 7th. Last night, he seemed to hear a doctor coming to give him antipyretic injections. He sat up and looked around with his eyes blindfolded. The familiar post-modern light luxury The furniture was in the familiar LV style. After confirming that it was my bedroom, I breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed my hair, got up from the bed, stood by the window, and overlooked a piece of verdant Central Park. The feeling is back.

After taking a shower, changed clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and came to the dining room on the first floor. My father and mother were chatting about something, and Old John was ordering the servants to serve breakfast. The glass curtain wall on the first floor opened outwards , The warm spring breeze blows in with the breath of green grass, like a mother's hand caressing a child's face, very comfortable.

Stretching comfortably, he greeted his parents with a heavy nasal voice, "Good morning, Mom and Dad, good morning, Old John, did you sleep well last night?"

"No, you're going to torment us when you come back, what kind of mind is there?" Liu Yun's venomous tongue worked again, seeing Yang Cheng's smiling face, he couldn't help but get angry.

Smiling, he touched his nose, it was itchy, how could a cold get better so quickly, "Oh, I didn't mean to be sick."

"Okay, let's not talk about him, taking care of girls is also a good thing, sit down and eat." Yang Sen smiled and patted his mother's hand. Every time this happened, it was his father who stood up to smooth things over.

"You know how to be a good old man." Liu Yun blamed Yang Sen angrily, but she didn't really blame Yang Cheng.

Sitting next to his mother, the servant put the dishes and chopsticks on him and thanked him.

The fever has just subsided, my appetite has not yet opened, and I am not very interested in bacon and the like. I just want a bowl of millet porridge and eat it with cold dishes.

After eating a few mouthfuls to build up my appetite, I suddenly remembered the matter of the LV building in Shanghai, and I didn't know how the person my father sent was talking about it, so I asked, "Dad, how is the talking about the LV building? Did you buy it?"