When Wang Ping saw Mai Jiahui again, he had been waiting for the time when he was about to leave and say goodbye. Although he was the owner of this place, Wang Ping had been staying for so long, except for coming in with him at the beginning, she chatted a lot with her new Master Li and Xu Ming during the rest of the time.

When he went out, Wang Ping refused Yan Shaoqing's proposal to send them. Rong Wanyu thought that it might be dangerous to be discovered by her parents when she was sent to the hospital, so she hesitated and refused.

Wang Ping stayed in Hehai City until the third year of junior high school. After her grandfather's blood pressure stabilized, she was discharged from the hospital first. Her uncle probably had to stay for a few more days, but both of them had stabilized. Because they were going to grandma's house to pay New Year's greetings, Rong Long and Wang Jia finally offered to say goodbye and leave.

After the Chinese New Year, Rong Long and Wang Jia asked for leave from the unit again, packed their luggage and set off for Myanmar with Wang Ping.

Because at that time, there was no direct flight to Yangon, the capital of Myanmar, in China, they booked a flight from Shanghai to Bangkok and then to Yangon from Bangkok.

Wang Ping's family of three and Yang Qi, who was newly appointed, were in first class, and three subordinate employees of Qiantai Group were sitting in economy class.

The last time Wang Ping was lucky enough to make a plane. This time, she changed the cannon and experienced the first class of the plane again, not to mention Wang Ping's parents. She had never even made a plane before, so she almost knew where to put her hands.

First, if the seat belt was not buttoned, then Wang Jia was buttoned by Wang Ping, while Rong Long had a first-class steward who squatted down to help her button it.

Wang Ping's parents were both ordinary workers, and they had been subjected to such situations. At this moment, my mother's face turned red. When the stewardess buttoned her, Rong Long thanked her repeatedly. The stewardess nodded with a smile and said, "You're welcome and left."

When they arrived in Bangkok to transfer to Myanmar Airlines, they still did first class. Because there were few first class seats, in addition to Wang Ping and his group of four, there was also a middle-aged man in a floral shirt who looked like a southerner commonly known as a horseboy and a dark suit who was on the way to the plane with them.

Because only six of them were Chinese in this flight, Wang Ping was impressed and couldn't help but take a few more glances. He wondered in his heart whether the two of them would fly to Myanmar like him to participate in the jadeite rough stone publication?

Unexpectedly, at first glance, I heard the slap in the floral shirt whispering to the middle-aged man: "Brother Tian, ​​look, they are those rural bullies again."

Wang Ping frowned. It happened that the stewardess came over and wanted to help her put her luggage on the shelf. She turned her head and said to the stewardess: "Thank you."

Originally, this matter was over. People on flights abroad were not familiar with each other. Wang Ping didn't want to make trouble. The Chinese and Chinese quarreled and were seen by foreigners. Unexpectedly, when the plane was flying, the steward came to pour water. The horse-boy suddenly stretched out his hand and held the hand that the cup was handed over and touched it, and then laughed unscrupulously: "Haha, Brother Tian. Myanmar girls are just like this, not as good as ours in heaven."

He laughed loudly. Wang Ping thought to herself that she was so disgusting that she couldn't help but feel ashamed of him. But probably the Burmese stewardess couldn't understand Chinese, so she just pulled out her hand and asked him with a smile: "lish?"

The first class waiter is probably also tried and has a lot of experience in service. Although he is not happy, he still smiles and is polite.

"Brother Tian, ​​what did she say about birds singing?" asked the mama.

The man named "Brother Tian" waved his hand: "Okay. Stop it."

The maid sat back in disappointment and closed her mouth.

Rong Long and Wang Jia can understand Chinese, but they also don’t understand what the flight attendant said, so they asked Wang Ping softly: “Pingping, what did the foreign flight attendant say just now? Did you scold him? Tsk tsk, such a person really embarrasses the Chinese.”

Wang Ping replied: "No, the foreigner doesn't understand what the person said, and asked him if he could speak English."

Rong Long couldn't help laughing: "That's right... I want to tease the little girl. Who knows it's a chicken and a duck talking, but they can't understand it at all. Pingping, your English level is good, and you can understand whatever others say."

Wang Ping shook her head and said modestly: "No, that is, she is lucky. It just so happened that the teacher in the school taught all the words in this sentence."

Yang Qi smiled when she heard their conversation, "Don't be modest. How could the students in the experimental class of No. 1 Middle School have a poor English language? But you are better than I thought. The stewardess just now had a strong Southeast Asian accent, and I didn't even hear it clearly, but you could understand it." Because it was not about other people's right and wrong, Yang Qi's words became heavier. Wang Ping hadn't said anything yet, but the slap in the horseman heard them and gave them a fierce look.

Wang Ping was disgusted with him at first, and did not show any weakness at the moment, and glared back without any hesitation.

"Rural boobs, what are you looking at! Believe it or not, dig out your eyes!" The young maid suddenly stood up and pointed at Wang Ping and cursed.

Wang Ping sneered, stretched out her arms and pressed the service light on her head. This was learned from Ye Hui when she was on the plane last time. Soon, the flight attendant came over, and it happened to be the one who had just been touched by the gangster.

"Hello, what can I do to help you?" the flight attendant asked in English with a smile.

"Yes." Wang Ping pointed at the location of the horseman with her eyes and replied fluently in English, "That gentleman just threatened me and said he would stab me in the eye with a knife. I remember that it is prohibited to come up with a knife on the plane. For the safety of the entire plane, I want to ask your air police to do another safety check on him to prevent omissions during security checks."

Since the 9/11, aircraft and flights around the world have increased their importance to aircraft safety. When Wang Ping just read the on-board reading, she remembered that it was mentioned that Myanmar Airlines has arranged air police for every international flight, and she dared not relax at all about dangerous weapons such as knives.

After hearing what Wang Ping said, the flight attendant's face changed immediately. She glanced at Wang Ping with calm eyes, then looked at the Chinese man who had eaten her tofu just now, and immediately became biased. She nodded to Wang Ping and said in English with a serious expression: "Okay, please wait."

Wang Ping and the flight attendant had a fluent English conversation just now. Because one spoke quickly and the other had a strong Burmese English accent, not many people understood it, at least the mascot and his boss didn't understand it.

As soon as the flight attendant walked away, he stood up and shouted, "Little bastard, why are you discussing with that Burmese girl! Nothing you said is useless, our boss..." Before he could speak, he saw two Burmese men in uniform appear in front of him.

One of them could speak Chinese and said in a slightly accented Chinese without any doubt: "Sir, please come out and cooperate with our work."

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" He was still confused, not understanding what was going on.

The brother Tian frowned, as if he didn't like his subordinates to make things worse. Before, he saw that Wang Ping and his party didn't even send seat belts on the plane. Although they were in first class, they also thought that this was a group of rural bullies. Moreover, Wang Ping's family dressed exactly the same as Wang Ping's previous town in Vila, and the clothes they wore were not famous brands. People with a more vicious eyes could tell at a glance that it was an ordinary cheap goods, so they didn't take it seriously.

But now, looking at the girl who seemed to be a student, she called the law enforcement officer on the plane in just a few words. She was pointed at by several passengers sitting in the first class at the same time. Brother Tian felt that he was embarrassed, so he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, you can go out with them."

When the maid heard this, she was discouraged and glared at Wang Ping viciously: "March 8, I remember you!" Then she followed the two air police officers to the back row.

Wang Ping did not take his words to heart, just a gangster. Humph, she had never been afraid of the underworld leader (although she seemed a little guilty when she thought about this...) But Wang Ping thought that she was following Qiantai Group in Myanmar and would not run around. Qiantai Group, as an international jewelry group, had good relations with Myanmar's government and local military forces, and she would never be afraid of a gangster in Myanmar.

After returning to China, I am a good girl, school and home at the same time. The whole country is so big, how could I meet a gangster from a central city? Even if I meet, I am not afraid of it. She knows a few gangsters. If I come to the door, it may not be possible for anyone to suffer!

Until he got off the plane, Wang Ping didn't care even more about that horseman.

Because parents did not follow the public dealer outside Yangon, the capital of Myanmar, the Qiantai Group arranged Rong Long and Wang Jia at the best Jinbao Temple Hotel in Phnom Penh, which is located next to the Burmese Palace, and is located in the city center. It is very convenient for sightseeing and leisure shopping.

Because he had been on a plane for a day, Wang Ping and her parents also stayed here on the first night. After resting, they left for the public trading day. In the afternoon, Wang Ping slept with her parents in the hotel for a long time. As the evening approached, Yang Qi called her and asked her: "Do you want to call her uncles and aunts to go out for dinner together in the evening?"

Wang Ping has always been very interested in tasting local delicacies. Yang Qi just said that the last time a local jade jeweler invited her to a restaurant she had been to ask, it was pretty good, and this time she would invite Wang Ping and her family of three to join.

The shrimp dumplings that Yang Qi had brought Wang Ping to eat before were very good to her taste, so she naturally would not refuse the restaurant that Yang Qi praised. As soon as she talked to her parents, the two agreed immediately.

After sleeping for a while, I was hungry. The three of them didn't ask the local area to accompany me and directly called the local taxi. Fortunately, Yang Qi had been here many times before, otherwise Wang Ping's family would have lost in the old and chaotic Yangon.

Until he got into a shabby taxi, Wang Jiacai said with lingering fear: "This place is almost the same as ours in the early 1980s!"

Fortunately, the restaurant Yang Qi took them to was pretty good. In the city of Yangon, it looked high-end, whether it was hygienic, environmental, or facilities.

They directly ordered a private room, sat inside and ordered the dishes, and as they were chatting, a noise broke out outside.

Yang Qi had previously introduced that the boss here is a local overseas Chinese, and there are still some local forces, so there is no need to worry about dining here. Who knew that as he heard the noise became clearer and clearer, he actually spoke Chinese on both sides.

"I'm so sorry, there are already private rooms here."

"Get out, our boss is going to receive you big men in Myanmar today. Do you know the big men? I have heard that the whole store in Yangon can still be at a certain level, which is more in line with the appetite of our Chinese. Boss, aren't you just asking for money? I won't treat you badly. Go, take this stack of money and tell the people in the box that if they are willing to give up the box, the money will be treated as compensation for them! You have treated the big men we invited today, hehe, in the future, this bag manager is like a cloud, no one dares to mess with you! Don't be shameless! Because everyone is Chinese, I have given you such a good business to you. Do you know?"

The man said, while the boss was not paying attention, he pushed open the door of Wang Ping and the others' private room.

The moment the door was pushed open, everyone inside and outside was shocked.

Standing outside the door, talking was the floral shirt-haired horseman and his boss, Brother Tian, ​​whom he saw on the plane.

When the maid saw Wang Ping, she was stunned for a moment, then showed her yellow teeth and smiled lewdly: "Hehe, she turned out to be an acquaintance. Well, this money can be saved. Boss, take the money in your hand and close your mouth. Little sister, let's stay with your beautiful sister tonight with us!" He looked up and down again, his eyes lewd, as if he had stripped her clothes with his eyes.

Only then did Wang Ping realize that several local people with fierce faces were coming in with the maid, all following behind the so-called "Brother Tian" and now they have surrounded themselves. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

ps: Happy New Year’s Day everyone! It’s New Year’s Eve~~ I’ve been writing and deleting it, deleting it and writing it. I’m not satisfied with the plot I think of, and I don’t want to make up the number of words to cheat everyone’s money, so I’m sorry to delay it until now~~

Thank you for being a pink ticket with a cloud in the sky ~~

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The reborn Nara family, the time-traveling Li family, and the cultivation of Niucozi family, is fine, the Eighth Master's core has also been replaced and he has regenerated his own son?
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