C20 Chapter 20

I didn't expect that when we got to Gido, In such a short period of time, I have to board a plane again. Last time, When the plane finally landed smoothly, I told myself, Until the next time I take the plane, I'll be safe. Of course, After that, I was hit by a motorcycle. Who hit me? Was there a conspiracy behind it? Until now, it was still an unsolved case.

Just like what Balls said, they were going to Palm Island. There were no flights, so they could only rent their own planes. But renting a plane in a place like Gido. . . It was easier said than done. I'll call the airport, The airport first said that there was no plane, then it changed its words and said that there was. It said that it had just arrived and that it could arrange for me to fly to Palm Island tomorrow. I was very happy to hear that. We agreed to set off at 8: 00 a. M. The next day. We'll return on the same day.

The next day, I woke up early in the morning. After settling down the blondie, I brought some food with me. After drinking, I drove off. The diplomat will always be on the road, He was either on the way out of the country or on the way back. They were either on the way back from a business trip or on the way back from a business trip. On the way to the Foreign Office. Far away and uncertain, I'll take you to the most remote corner of the world. Encountering the most unexpected experience. A trip that you can walk on is a common occurrence for diplomats. Sometimes it came very suddenly. There wouldn't be any warning beforehand. Just like this time.

I arrived at the airport before seven o'clock. The terminal hasn't opened yet. The parking area was empty. At 7: 30, there was still no one. There was also not a single plane. I muttered in my heart, they won't stand me up, right? At that time, I didn't have a phone. I couldn't contact them, so I could only wait. In Jido, Waiting was normal, but it would be abnormal if he did not wait. I often comfort myself like this.

It was eight o'clock in the morning. Only then did people come to work one after another. I quickly went to the terminal to look for Johnson. I contacted Johnson to rent a plane. Johnson hasn't arrived yet. After waiting for a while, Johnson came. This is the first time I've seen Johnson. He looks to be in his forties or fifties, so he should be in charge.

"Good morning. " I greeted Johnson.

"Good morning," Johnson replied calmly.

"I rented an 8: 00 flight. I want to ask if I'm here. " I asked. I wanted to ask, why aren't they here yet? After thinking for a while, he changed his way of saying it.

Johnson looked up at me. He didn't say anything and just lowered his head to write something.

I waited and didn't say anything.

"You are Mr. Zhong, right?" After a while, Johnson put down his pen and asked me.

"Yes," I said.

"I heard that you guys have a little thing that can be used to defend against mosquitoes. What's its name again?" Johnson looked up at me and rubbed his head.

"It's okay, it's okay," I said. I understand, he's asking me for the cooling oil.

"YES, it's okay, it's okay. " Johnson pointed at me and smiled.

I took out a box of cooling oil from my bag and passed it to Johnson. All the diplomats in the tropical region knew that when they went out to do business, they would bring along a few boxes of cooling oil. The process would be much more pleasant. I learned this secret weapon from a senior, and it has been tested and tested.

"Yes, yes, this is it. " Johnson took the small red box and flipped through it a few times. His smile became even brighter.

"Mosquitoes bite. Apply a little bit on it to reduce the swelling and itch. If you have a headache, apply a little bit of it on your temple. It works too. " I said.

" Thank you so much, "Johnson said. " Can you give me another box? "

"OK. " I clenched my teeth and gave him another box.

"Thank you," Johnson said happily as he held the two boxes of cooling oil in his hands.

"You're welcome," I said.

"You just asked about the plane, right?" Johnson said, "The plane was busy yesterday, so it flew away and came back today. "

"When can it fly back?" I felt uncomfortable in my heart. The plane flew away and didn't tell me in advance.

"I can't say for sure," Johnson said.

"Then when can we leave?" I asked.

"Yeah, but the plane hasn't arrived yet. When the plane arrives, we can leave," Johnson said.

"How long do we have to wait?" I turned the corner and asked. I could tell when the plane would arrive. It turned out that 8 o'clock was just a rough time. The plane changed its schedule, but they didn't tell me.

"It's hard to say. When we get there, I'll tell you immediately," Johnson said.

"Thank you, Wang Yao said. Then I'll wait in the car outside," I said.

Throughout the entire conversation, I've been suppressing my anger. I know that if I get angry at this time, not only will it not solve the problem, it will also make things worse.

Back in the car, I said to myself, Looks like there is only one way left. Just now, before meeting Johnson, I have already calculated. The probability of a plane not coming is quite high, at least fifty-fifty. If I can't go to Palm Island today, I won't be able to see President Darryl, so I won't be able to get Gido to support us at the RH International Conference. We won't be able to go today. If we can go tomorrow, there's still time. But can I go tomorrow? It was also an unknown. The plane that they had agreed on earlier today did not come. The same thing could happen tomorrow. I also understand that on this island, I can only take a plane. Sea, land, and air, these three modes of transportation, land and air, are not options. Sea route is an option, but the voyage time is too long. There is no time, only the plane is the only option.

Since the plane was the only option, Then wait is my only choice right now.

I waited in the car, thinking of one thing. . . That is, when the world starts to panic, I must go to Palm Island today, too. I must see Darryl, I must get Gido to support us at the RH International Annual Meeting. From time to time, The bearded Brown's cold gaze will appear in front of me. I can't let Brown see me as a joke. I can't lose to him.

My eyes have been staring at the distant sky. The weather is good, the visibility is very high. It is a good day to fly. This is good for me. At least the plane won't be canceled because of the weather. However, after an hour, No planes came. Another hour passed. Still no planes came. During this period of time, I went to ask Johnson a few times. Johnson's attitude was very good, and he welcomed me with a smile. But the replies were very simple: There was no news yet. Johnson asked me to wait a bit longer, and even suggested that I return to the embassy and wait. He said he would call me if there was any news. Johnson's proposal was immediately rejected by me. Since I have to wait. . . Then wait at the airport. Regardless of whether there was a plane or not, the airport was always the closest place to the plane. Only at the airport. Only then will I be able to wait for the plane.

When it was almost 10: 30 PM, they finally saw a plane flying over from afar. I stared fixedly at the plane. The plane got closer and closer and finally landed on the runway. I hope that this plane is here to pick me up.

"Mr. Zhong, the plane is here," Johnson rushed out of the waiting room, waving at me as he walked, indicating for me to follow him.

I got out of the car and followed Johnson.

The plane was indeed here to pick me up. Johnson introduced me to the captain. The captain's name is Kapton, European, about 40 years old. In the southern continent, most of the pilots come from Europe.

Kapton's plane was very small, and could only be described as Mini. This is the first time I've seen such a small plane. How small is the plane? Let's put it this way, it's only the size of my car. It only has two wings and two propellers, of course it also has an extra tail.

After I finish adding fuel, I'll be sitting on the smallest airplane I've ever sat on in my life. Kapton arranged for me to sit in the back. It just so happens that I'll be able to see the front of the plane through the windshield. This is an experience I have never experienced before. I'm a passenger, But in the same cabin as the pilot, Captain Kapton's every move. . . I can see everything clearly.

After the plane started up, I realized that the plane had already been worn down to a certain extent. The doors of the plane were not tightly shut, and when the plane slid on the ground, it began to rumble and wind blew in through the gaps.

At this point, it was impossible for me to stop the plane. Even if I did stop the plane, there was no plane that I could change to.

Alright, I'll say the same thing again. Once we get on the plane, everything will be up to fate.