The fellow flight attendants probably only rested for three or four hours before appearing in the cabin again, greeting the guests and asking them if they had a good rest last night. Do you need lunch later? More importantly, do you have any needs in Frankfurt? Because during the few days of layover,

Within a short period of time, the airline will assign a personal assistant to each first-class guest to provide one-stop services for dining, leisure, shopping and entertainment, and can notify the ground to prepare in advance.

Capitalism is really rotten. There are also special cars to pick up first-class passengers, even if they only go to the terminal. The Chinese are frugal. Yang Jingxing and the three people only need one car, and they don’t need to ask. The flight attendant takes the initiative to ask if they want to call.

Together with Miss Kong.

"You must not have had a good rest." The flight attendant knew Yang Jingxing's situation well and suggested: "The VIP lounge here is more comfortable than the one in Pudong. Just sleep, the assistant will call you."

Yang Jingxing said, "It's not just defense, but I'm now taking the initiative to attack."

The flight attendant hehehe, obviously tired of it: "Don't be joking... I'll treat your aviophobia and fear of flying later. Some people really don't know how to say fearofflying, and they don't pretend to be anything like it."

Yang Jingxing was not ashamed at all: "I still don't understand a lot, please teach me more."

But Gan Kaicheng stood up and invited Yang Jingxing to have a drink. He was free and he could go to the front to stretch his hands and feet.

Gan Kaicheng still remembers that Xiaguang's lyricist was named Tao Meng, not because of his outstanding literary talent: "...I thought at the time that I was helping the tyrants to abuse you and being this pretty boy. I really want to remind this girl."

Yang Jingxing despised: "You don't have a sense of justice. You still don't have enough sense of justice."

Gan Kaicheng was deeply impressed: "When people get the contract, they contact their own lawyers. I need my sense of justice... How long has it been divided, two years?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Absolutely."

Gan Kaicheng reminded with a smile: "The two years at the age of 20 are only one-tenth. It is the time to move forward before moving forward. Our two years are only one-tenth. It is the time for the aftertaste to settle."

Yang Jingxing felt inferior: "I am not as high as you. I am one-half of two, and you are one-tenth of dozens."

Gan Kaicheng was modest: "Exaggerated, exaggerated, not that much... You are still young and just starting out."

Both of them are shameless. Hey, Gan Kaicheng looked at Yang Jingxing: "Immigrate or study?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Read."

Gan Kai asked: "Yale, Harvard, Wharton?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Harvard."

Gan Kaichengha: "Don't say you want to feel proud, I don't believe you."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "...I'm the one who's sorry, so why are you so angry?"

Gan Kai squinted his eyes: "What did you do...I tell you, you either feel sorry for someone or you can't bear to forget someone. What a man cares about most is the person he is sorry for. There is nothing sorry or worthy about this matter, it is all self-indulgence."

Yang Jingxing despised: "I'm too lazy to be pretentious with you."

Gan Kaicheng threatened: "I have a big mouth, I don't know if I can control it..."

The sick person was accompanied by someone, and the flight attendant became more relaxed and stopped fussing. After a long time, Yang Jingxing returned to his seat, and then she came to perform her duties: "Mr. Yang really doesn't need to rest?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "What about you? Chatting with you comes first, resting comes second."

The flight attendant chuckled: "Our flight attendants come first. There are many things to do when changing planes, which is really inconvenient."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "Capitalism exploits people so much... Just let me wander around in a place I am unfamiliar with."

The flight attendant was still a little sympathetic: "But I am familiar with Frankfurt, so I can give you some reference advice."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Where is it more convenient to wait for someone to meet?"

The flight attendant asked: "Do you have friends to meet?"

Yang Jingxing said: "Waiting for you."

The flight attendant laughed and threatened: "If you can't wait, will you complain to me?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I will definitely review myself first."

The flight attendant also played tricks on first-class passengers, saying in a hopeless tone: "I'll think about it."

After holding on for more than an hour, they were ready to land. The flight attendant came to say hello again and said to Yang Jingxing in a relatively discreet manner: "You go have something to eat first and take a rest. If I have time, I can take you around."

Yang Jingxing was full of hope: "Keep your word, I'm starting to think about it now."

The flight attendant smiled a little proudly: "It depends on the situation, there is no guarantee."

After landing and preparing to get off the plane, the flight attendant brought Kong Chenhe to meet Yang Jingxing and others. Kong Chenhe's hair was not messed up, but his face was not very energetic. He breathed a sigh of relief to Yang Jingxing: "Finally, it's only half of it."

It was still dark outside, so I arrived at the terminal very quickly. The so-called personal assistant was also enthusiastic, but it was of no use. The store was not open yet, so I had to go to the lounge.

Yang Jingxing asked Kong Chenhe, who was looking around, "Do you want to take a look around?"

Kong Chenhe nodded with some interest, but Gan Kaicheng and his wife did not have so much energy.

But I called home first. It was noon in China, but Yu Xinting must have taken a rest, and Zhang Chujia probably hadn't gotten up yet.

In fact, it is not necessarily as prosperous and grand as Pudong Airport, but Kong Chenhe was in a good mood and said that the business class was actually very good. He didn't get a good rest just because he was a little excited. It didn't matter. He would make up for it after he got on the plane.

After wandering around for a while, sitting for a while, and then continuing to walk, Kong Chenhe had many thoughts. For example, it's no wonder some celebrities want to change their nationality. Passports are not convenient, otherwise it would be possible to go sightseeing in the city after such a long time.

After expressing himself for a long time, Kong Chenhe hesitated and asked Yang Jingxing, "Have you talked to the flight attendant?"

Yang Jingxing said: "I made an appointment to see if she comes."

Kong Chenhe looked at Yang Jingxing and smiled: "Really? Foreign?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Compatriots don't like foreigners."

The sky outside is getting brighter, so I can still look around even if I can't go out. Yu Xinting's experience is correct. Around 7 a.m. local time, the shops opened one after another.

Yang Jingxing took Kong Chenhe to explore and find the supermarket. He said that he had some euros and it would be no problem to buy some snacks and gadgets. As a thank you, Kong Chenhe helped Yang Jingxing find good-looking ones among the frequently appearing stewardesses, and he had a good eye.

One is from Korea, the other is from Japan, and there is actually a dark-skinned one...

Not long after he left his motherland, Kong Chenhe felt familiar with Air China's uniforms. Finally, he felt that Yang Jingxing was right, the domestically produced uniforms looked better.

I walked around the supermarket for a long time, but I didn’t buy many things, small chocolates or something. I just went through the procedures and that’s it. I’d better rush back to the lounge to have breakfast. After all, it’s free.

Yang Jingxing was not interested in trying the VIP service. After breakfast, he called Zhang Chujia: "Senior sister, Gu Teng Morgan."

Zhang Chujia smiled: "Yo yo yo, did you learn from the stewardess?"

Yang Jingxing: "How do you know."

Zhang Chujia said: "There's nothing I don't know. Now that I'm in New York, I still remember my senior sister. It's not bad."

Yang Jingxing said strangely: "You didn't come to treat me to a meal even if you knew it."

Zhang Chujia couldn't bear to part with it: "It's four to five hundred kilometers, you pay for the fare? How about it, we are about to see my junior sister, are you excited?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's a bit like every day is like a year."

Zhang Chujia supported: "Then hurry up, Germany is not suitable for you, I'm exhausted."

Yang Jingxing suggested: "Call Teacher Zhu more often, be proactive, others are shy."

Zhang Chujia hahaha...

At nearly nine o'clock local time, the assistant came to call Yang Jingxing, who was pretending to read. Someone was looking for him.

After saying hello to his friends and accepting Gan Kaicheng's disdain and his wife's encouragement, Yang Jingxing went out and saw a fellow flight attendant who had changed his clothes. She was very fashionable and beautiful, more like a passenger. Her long hair was spread around her shoulders, and her makeup seemed to be the same.

It’s different.

Maybe Yang Jingxing's smile was too much, so the flight attendant had a cautious professional attitude: "What do you want to see and buy?"

Yang Jingxing said in a cliché manner: “Have you eaten?”

The flight attendant nodded: "Of course."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "Then you still say that you are busy, you can dress up so beautifully after eating, and still have time to be busy?"

The flight attendant looked at herself: "No, let's change clothes, it will take a few minutes."

Yang Jingxing said: "I thought the flight attendants did it because their uniforms look good. I was wrong."

The flight attendant was helpless: "Would you like to go shopping? I only have one hour."

Yang Jingxing was disgusted: "I'm willing to wait another fifty-five minutes."

The flight attendant rolled her eyes and thought: "...Actually, there's not much to see. I guess you're not interested in the duty-free shop."

Yang Jingxing said, "Let's go and find a place to sit."

The flight attendant hesitated: "That's okay... over there."

Yang Jingxing asked: "Which seat are you in?"

The flight attendant said: "Xi Murong's seats are so fluorescent."

Walking side by side, after a few steps, the two of them adjusted their pace and appeared more leisurely. Yang Jingxing stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Xi, it's nice to meet you."

Xi Ying smiled and stretched out her hand slightly: "Me too, Mr. Yang Jingxing."

Yang Jingxing said: "The beautiful scenery around you is walking." He started to show off.

Xi Ying was funny: "Are you a beauty?"

Yang Jingxing scolded: "Why do thieves shout to catch thieves?"

Xi Ying giggled: "Why are these words so unpleasant?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "Just beat me up? It's not good... why, it's you who are beautiful, and you make me difficult."
To be continued...