The man showed his fierce face: "You are sitting here, too close to the first class cabin. Our husband doesn't feel safe."
Wen Qiao understood that this person was the bodyguard of the rich man in the first class cabin, and this was too much.
"If he doesn't feel safe, then let him get off the plane. If you have the ability, let him take your own private plane. This is a public place. I bought the ticket and this is my seat. I don't care whether he feels safe or not."
The burly man stretched out his hand to pull Wen Qiao's wrist, but Wen Qiao grabbed it with his backhand, and with a snap...
The passengers nearby were all worried that the girl would be hurt by the foreign man.
Unexpectedly, the next second, the big man covered his wrist in pain, his face was pale and sweat was pouring down.
Wen Qiao crossed her legs and gave him a cold look: "Okay, go and tell your master. He is sitting in the first class cabin with so many bodyguards. We don't feel safe yet. If he meddles in other people's business and asks others to leave this first row, he will be asked to get off the plane immediately."
Who indulged this bad habit
The bodyguard returned to the first class cabin in fear. Wen Qiao saw that the middle-aged rich man and his wife, who was dressed in jewels, both looked back at her.
His eyes were full of disdain and contempt.
But he didn't continue to cause trouble for her.
The passengers around her thanked her quietly, because they knew that if Wen Qiao compromised and found a seat at the back, the bodyguard would definitely let them all move to the back.
They bought the tickets, so why should they be assigned by others? Is it because they are in large numbers? Is it because they are rich
It's really too much that this foreigner is so arrogant here.
Soon, Fu Nanli's deep and sexy voice was heard on the radio, and Wen Qiao's angry mood gradually calmed down.
The plane quickly flew high into the sky. Zhao Yuan brought a drink to Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao read a book and listened to music. Occasionally, he looked over the passengers beside him at the ten-mile sea of clouds outside and forgot about the initial expulsion.
After flying for about three hours, they were already on the sea and Wen Qiao planned to take a nap.
Just as I covered myself with the blanket and was about to close my eyes, I suddenly heard a commotion coming from the first-class cabin in front of me.
Zhao Yuan hurriedly ran from the narrow aisle to the first class cabin, comforting the passengers as she ran: "It seems that a passenger in the business class cabin has an emergency. Don't worry."
Nowadays, when you take a plane, you are afraid of encountering some desperate criminals who may cause trouble.
This is at sea, there is no possibility of an emergency landing. If such a thing really happens, everyone on the plane may die without a burial place.
Zhao Yuan was also afraid of this possibility, so she hurried to the business class and saw the domineering Dubai businessman lying on the ground.
His wife, who had been crying in shock, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
I hope it's not some terrorist incident.
Zhao Yuan trotted over and asked the business class stewardess: "What happened?"
"Sister Yuan, this passenger seems to have had a sudden heart attack. He came back from the bathroom and suddenly fainted. We need to broadcast to see if there is a doctor on the plane. We need to provide first aid."
Zhao Yuan half squatted down and asked the rich man's wife: "Did he have a sudden heart attack? Did he take quick-acting heart-saving pills before he fainted?"
The rich lady was panicking: "He had a heart disease. He was given a heart-saving pill before he fainted, but... but he still fainted."
(End of this chapter)