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

Chapter 377 A real man cannot live without power for a day!
"Silly brother, explain it clearly. Don't you know that your sister Sun's brain isn't as quick as yours?" Sun Jie said with some dissatisfaction.

But Liu Changjian on the side.

After a moment of silence.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he slapped his thigh and said, "You young people are really smart. I think this method is good. Let's do it as you say."

Sun Jie was still confused.

I quickly asked, "What on earth are you two talking about? Captain Qingzhou, what do you mean by 'publicize it widely'?"

Lu Qingzhou smiled and kept it a secret, saying, "You'll know in a moment."

Done.

He simply sat up straight.

Put on your radio headset.

Reach out.

The aircraft's communication system was tuned to a public channel.

Then he called the Mumbai air traffic control in fluent English, "Mumbai, this is Sichuan Airlines flight 3u7887, can you hear me?"

soon.

A curry-scented Hindi English voice rang out in the communication channel. "Mumbai received, flight 3u7887, you said? Wait, why are you calling on the public channel? Didn't I ask you to adjust the route immediately and return to Mumbai Airport?"

Lu Qingzhou shrugged and said casually, "I'm very sorry, the aircraft communication channel is out of order, so I can only contact you through the public channel."

"So just now you asked me to return to Mumbai. I didn't hear the specific reason clearly at that time. Please repeat it again."

The air traffic controller didn't notice anything unusual.

He immediately replied, "The control hall has just received a notice from the superiors that your flight has missed several passengers, one of whom is a senator who will take your flight to Xia Country to participate in a foreign affairs event. So your flight will immediately return to Mumbai Airport, pick up the senator and set off again."

There was nothing unusual in Lu Qingzhou's tone.

Instead, he said calmly, "But according to my plane's passenger list, no one is missing. Did you make a mistake?"

The other party was obviously a little impatient.

He immediately said, "I told you to come back, so you came back. Why do you have so much to say? I have asked other flights to clear the route. When you arrive, just fly directly to the 'three-way' landing."

But the controller had just finished speaking.

In the public channel.

Immediately, a strange but obviously angry voice sounded, "Mumbai ground, didn't you tell me that there was an emergency with a plane and it needed to land at Mumbai Airport immediately so that I could avoid it?"

"A patient on my plane had an asthma attack and was about to land at Mumbai airport, but was stopped."

"We have so many planes circling and waiting just to pick up a 'distinguished' congressman?"

"7887 clearly said that he had not left anyone behind, so why did he have to return to pick them up?"

"The 'honourable' congressman is a human being, but so many of us are not human beings?"
In an instant.

The entire public channel was in chaos.

At least twenty pilots angrily accused and questioned Mumbai control, wanting a reasonable explanation.

original.

Just when Lu Qingzhou, Liu Changjian and Sun Jie didn't know whether they should go back to pick someone up.

The Bombay Control had been arranged in advance.

All aircraft that are about to land at Mumbai Airport or take off from Mumbai Airport are required to give way.

originally.

Mumbai is the largest city in India.

So Mumbai Airport is usually very busy.

There are countless flights in and out of the airport every day.

Therefore, the task of arranging and dispatching each inbound and outbound flight is very heavy.

If there is any mistake, all flight plans will be messed up.

If there is an emergency on a plane.

Then it is only natural to open a green channel and allow other flights to give way.

The issue is.

It is clearly not an emergency on the plane, but rather a powerful person who wants to exercise his privileges.

Now everyone is tired of this.

Oh shit!

Anyway, I'm not Indian.

Nor are you afraid of offending your Indian dignitaries.

So these dozens of pilots vented their anger in public channels, and some even threatened to report the matter to the International Civil Aviation Organization, although the International Civil Aviation Organization does not have much real power.

It is just an agency under the United Nations.

However, the organization has certain binding force on the civil aviation departments of various countries.

and.

If this matter was really reported to the ICAO, wouldn't the media be alerted to it?

So inside the Mumbai Air Traffic Control Hall.

The Indian controller is now completely confused.

He first looked at the computer screen with a dull expression, and his earphones were filled with the foul language of pilots from various countries.

Several seconds passed.

The Indian controller then realized it.

I seem to have made things worse.

Then he stood up in panic and said to the leader not far away, "Boss, something happened. It's a big deal."

Mumbai International Airport.

Inside a luxuriously decorated office.

The congressman, with gold rings on all ten fingers, held the exquisite porcelain teacup and took a sip of black tea.

His actions are very British aristocratic.

However, the glittering gold ring on his finger still exposed his nature as a nouveau riche.

Indians generally like to wear gold and silver.

Both men and women have a very obsessive love for gold and silver jewelry.

The MP is himself a large landowner.

He owns tens of thousands of acres of fertile land in the suburbs of Mumbai.

Now he has won the election again and became a member of the Senate.

Plus the identity of 'Brahmin'.

Even if he went to meet the mayor of Mumbai, the other party would give him some face.

Not to mention the mere chairman of Mumbai Airport.

And opposite the hon.

The chairman of the Mumbai Airport said politely with a smile on his face, "Dear Congressman, is the black tea to your taste?"

The congressman nodded reservedly, "Yeah, the sweetness is just right, the same taste as the afternoon tea I had in London last year."

"As long as you like it." The chairman said with a smile.

The councillor took another sip.

The sweetness is a little insufficient.

I simply picked up a piece of sugar cube with tweezers and threw it in.

Wait until the sugar cubes dissolve.

He picked up the cup again and took another sip.

When he tasted the sweetness that went straight to his heart, he revealed a look of satisfaction.

Drink a whole cup of tea.

The congressman then turned and looked towards the office door.

There was a hint of impatience on his face.

The chairman saw this.

He immediately comforted her, "The plane has taken off for a while. It will take some time to get back. I have already notified the tower. If the plane arrives, it will land immediately. There is no need to line up and circle."

The congressman then nodded.

But he was already feeling extremely happy.

really.

Wealth and caste are nothing but trash in front of power!
Become powerful and influential.

Just open your mouth and countless people will do errands for you.

No matter how unreasonable your request is, there will be someone willing to help you get it done.

No wonder there is an old saying in the Xia Kingdom: A real man cannot live without power for a day!
You are not deceiving me!
But just as the two sides were having a 'friendly exchange' in the office.

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly someone knocked on the office door!

(End of this chapter)