Joining Sichuan Airlines starts with rescuing the captain of a powerful country

Chapter 373: Set off and return home!
the next day.

After 8 o'clock in the morning local time, Lu Qingzhou appeared at the hotel entrance looking refreshed.

After a while.

Others also left their rooms one after another and gathered at the hotel entrance.

They still went to eat Indian food yesterday.

I don't know if it was the effect of the montmorillonite powder, or if the restaurant with an average per capita fee of nearly US$100 was indeed "clean and hygienic".

Anyway, none of them had stomach upset.

And don’t be fooled by the yellow and sticky appearance of Indian food.

It tastes okay.

It's just that there are too many spices, so the taste is a bit strong.

Right!

No matter how lame India is, it is still one of the great ancient civilizations.

Although India has been invaded by foreign races many times in history, many cultural traditions and eating habits have been preserved.

So compared to the food deserts in Europe and America (except Italy and France), Indian food is pretty good.

"Let's go, we only have less than two hours, so we have to hurry up to eat and then get on the plane and prepare," Lu Qingzhou urged.

Today is the return flight.

What is different from yesterday is...

After they took off from Bangalore today, they did not return to China immediately, but instead transferred in Mumbai and then took off again to return to Chengdu.

As for the reason.

Just like flying to Yangcheng yesterday.

It's just to carry more passengers, increase profits and reduce losses.

Mumbai is the largest city in India.

It is also the spiritual pillar and bragging capital of Indians.

For example.

Indians often compare Mumbai and Shanghai on the Internet.

How many magic cities can compare to Mumbai?

Even the Magic City was given a very awesome nickname - Little Mumbai of Xia State!

As the largest city in India.

It is also one of the few megacities in the world with a population of over 10 million.

Mumbai's civil aviation market is still quite large.

Therefore, when Sichuan Airlines applied for this route, it flew around Mumbai.

Because there are indeed many people in this city who need to take a plane to Xia Country.

10:20 am.

Flight 3u7887 has left Bengaluru International Airport.

Lu Qingzhou sat in the captain's seat.

Only after he climbed the plane to the designated airspace did he switch the driving mode to autopilot mode.

"call"

Lu Qingzhou stretched lazily and said, "I can rest for another hour or two."

The distance from Bangalore to Mumbai is about 1,100 km.

If you take a plane, it will only take more than an hour.

Sun Jie, who was sitting next to him, also showed a look of relief. "We only need to stay in Mumbai for another hour or two, and then this trip to India will be over. I am really afraid of coming to India."

Lu Qingzhou was a little surprised. "I also thought coming to India was a nightmare before, but after actually coming here these past two days, I think it's not that bad. It's not as bad as what people say online."

"Haha!" Sun Jie smiled and then kept it a secret, "You still have a month, so sooner or later you will experience the charm of India, so I hope you can always maintain this good impression of India."

"Do you know that our airline has had routes to India before?" Liu Changjian suddenly interrupted.

Lu Qingzhou nodded and said, "I know, but it was suspended at the beginning of last year, and it was only reapplied in the second half of this year. Didn't you two fly to India several times before?"

"Then do you know why it stopped?" Liu Changjian asked again.

Lu Qingzhou shook his head.

"First, a few years ago, the economic and trade exchanges between the two countries were not as frequent as they are now, so there were not so many people traveling back and forth between the two countries."

"Second, Indians are indeed difficult to deal with, complain frequently, and love to take advantage of small opportunities."

"The key point is that the Indian civil aviation department often indiscriminately punishes airlines from various countries."

"We received several complaints and were fined hundreds of thousands of dollars. So when the board of directors saw that we were not making any money and were actually losing a lot of money, they stopped the route."

Lu Qingzhou looked puzzled, "If you can't make money, why open it now?" "Because the board saw that other airlines were making money on this route!" Sun Jie shrugged and continued, "And our passenger planes are just incidental. What the board really cares about is the cargo planes. There are two cargo planes flying between China and India every day."

Lu Qingzhou looked envious, "I also want to fly a cargo plane, there are fewer people and less work, and I can rest after flying every day."

Liu Changjian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you apply when I get back."

Lu Qingzhou was overjoyed: "Is it true?"

"Haha." Liu Changjian laughed, "Guess."

Only then did Lu Qingzhou realize that he had been tricked.

He rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "Does the black-faced Bao Gong also break his promise sometimes?"

Liu Changjian's dark face suddenly became even darker.

He glared at Lu Qingzhou fiercely and said angrily, "How can you call someone by a nickname in front of him?"

"This is not a nickname, but a term of endearment." Lu Qingzhou said confidently, "You are still not satisfied even though you are compared to Lord Bao? Do you also want to be nicknamed 'Skinning'?"

Liu Changjian heard it.

Compared with 'Zhou Pa Pi', my nickname is indeed much more pleasant to the ear.

people.

I’m afraid of comparison!
Flying a plane is really a very boring and tedious thing.

Besides small talk.

I really can't find anything else to do to pass the time.

Fortunately, Bangalore is not too far from Mumbai, only about a thousand kilometers away.

So in just over an hour, the plane arrived over Mumbai.

Co-pilot Sun Jie kept communicating with ground air traffic control in fluent English.

Lu Qingzhou was flying the plane, slowly circling down in altitude.

Prepare to fly 'final approach' and line up for landing.

As the largest city in India, Mumbai has many flights arriving and departing every day.

So they circled in the sky and waited for more than forty minutes before they were allowed to land.

The weather in Mumbai is not very good today.

The whole city was shrouded in a gray cloud.

Besides, it was raining heavily in the city.

Visibility was poor and the runway was slippery.

However, this kind of weather condition did not pose any difficulty for other pilots, let alone cause any trouble to Lu Qingzhou.

So more than ten minutes later.

He had already piloted the plane and stopped it steadily at the end of the runway.

Then, under the guidance of the ground controller, the plane slowly drove onto the apron.

Wait until the plane is completely shut down.

Only then did Lu Qingzhou unbuckle his seat belt.

She said to Liu Changjian, "Captain Changjian, you stay on the plane. I'll go down to check and supervise the refueling. Sister Sun, tell the crew to notify the ground staff to board the passengers. We'll hurry up and get it done, and then we'll set off for home."

Liu Changjian nodded and said, "You are the first captain today, you have the final say."

Sun Jie also said, "Okay."

Lu Qingzhou finished his explanation.

He immediately stood up and hurried out of the cockpit.

Wait until you leave the plane.

Just when I took my first breath of air.

A pungent air with a faint odor of sulfur went straight into his nostrils.

Lu Qingzhou was caught off guard.

I was almost dizzy from the strong stench.

Lu Qingzhou quickly held onto the plane door.

Barely managed to keep his body steady.

At the same time, I was already cursing in my heart: What the hell is this smell? Why is it so pungent? Indians live in this kind of environment every day. Is it really okay?

Only then did he truly realize it.

This is the real India!

(End of this chapter)