The Glory of the Godfather

Chapter 160 Returning to China

"Hello, do you want drinks and mineral water?" A beautiful stewardess asked with a smile.

"Thank you, I don't need it for now." Fang Jue, who was reading a magazine, raised his head, smiled and nodded.

The smile is so heart-warming, my mother's girlish heart is thumping.

"If you need it, you can ring the bell, and I will serve you enthusiastically." The stewardess smiled brightly, and slipped a small note into Fang Jue's palm, and her fingertips lightly slid across Fang Jue's palm.

"Thank you, I will ring the bell if necessary." Fang Jue smiled slightly and nodded politely.

Seeing the back of the flight attendant about to leave, a passenger sitting next to Fang Jue called out, "Have a glass of orange juice."

"Okay, got it, wait a minute." Space responded with a faint smile.

After a while, the stewardess came back and offered orange juice, "Your orange juice."

After speaking, he left.

"What's going on?" The man was a little puzzled. If the service attitude of the stewardess was not good, it wasn't true. However, it just felt that this was just a formulaic politeness, but he didn't treat the guy just now from the heart. enthusiastic.

"Hey, buddy, do you know that girl?" The man shouted at Fang Jue.

"I don't know you." Fang Jue turned around with a blank face.

Seeing this face, the man realized, and bowed his hands, "Okay, buddy, there's no need to say anything, we understand."

Fang Jue looked at a loss, what do you mean?

I don't understand why.

...

At this moment, another stewardess came over with a blanket in her hand.

She leaned forward and lay down in front of Fang Jue, a faint scent of perfume wafted through her nostrils: "Hi sir, I will cover the blanket you asked for, so be careful not to catch a cold..."

"But, I didn't ask for a blanket."

"That must be my mistake, I'm very sorry, but the temperature is a bit low, you can just use this blanket."

"OK, thanks."

Fang Jue folded his hands back to avoid accidentally touching the flight attendant's body.

The stewardess froze for a moment, then opened her mouth, "If you need anything, you can call me anytime, I wish you a pleasant journey."

"Hey, buddy, this girl is more punctual than the one just now." After the flight attendant left, the passenger just said.

"Ah?" Fang Jue smiled and shook his head, "I'm face blind."

Just now when the stewardess returned to the crew lounge, several other stewardesses chirped and asked, "Sister Zhu, how are you? How are you?"

Sister Zhu sneered and said, "My mother has already done it herself, but he is not even tempted. Based on my many years of experience, this man is not interested in women at all!"

With that said, Sister Zhu buttoned up the buttons on her chest, snorted, went to the bathroom, and tidied up the chest pads again.

"What a waste, Bai Xia is so handsome, I didn't expect it to be a rabbit." He sighed, his eyes flickering, "Actually, you can also taste a rabbit."

This is a pure gold rabbit.

Not to mention being so handsome, but the watch on her wrist, she can tell at a glance that it is the latest model of Patek Philippe, the price is more than one million yuan, the most important thing is not the price, it is much more expensive than this price There are too many watches, the most important thing is that this is a limited edition, only VIP customers of Patek Philippe can buy it, other people, no matter how rich you are, you can’t buy it.

...

In the evening of June 30, the flight arrived at Capital International Airport.

Passengers disembarked one after another.

"Hey, did you see that?" A middle-aged passenger proudly showed off to his friend, holding a note in his hand with a phone number written on it.

There was a trash can beside the two of them, and they saw a young man walking over.

The man is so handsome, he is either a rabbit or a duck, middle-aged people are envious and jealous, and maliciously speculate.

Then he saw the young man take out a bunch of notes from his pocket.

The eyeballs of the middle-aged man who was showing off just now were about to pop out.

Then I saw that the young man tore up the notes, scattered them in a mess, and finally threw them into the trash can.

"Don't, don't tell me, little brother—" the middle-aged man jumped anxiously, if you don't want it, you can give it to him.

Fang Jue glanced at this person, ignored them, and left straight away. He tore up these notes to avoid this situation. He did not accept these invitations, but he would not despise the descriptions of these stewardesses. Love, as long as it does not violate the law and morality, and is beyond reproach, I feel that it is necessary to protect the privacy of these people, and also to prevent some scumbags from pretending to be deceived.

Sometimes, a small act of yours can change and save a person's life.

Fang Jue didn't notice that a man wearing a golf cap, sunglasses and dragging a suitcase had been quietly following behind him.

Seeing Fang Jue's actions just now, the man's mouth curled up.

Not far away, among the crowded crowd, Ms. Marina Mendes struggled to drag her suitcase with a backpack on her back, looking around anxiously, finally saw Fang Jue, and immediately showed a happy and complacent expression, Quickly dragging the suitcase and trotting to follow.

...

Munich Germany.

It was morning time.

The back garden of Sebastian Deisler's house has slowly become lively.

It's going to be a big open air party.

Deisler invited many of his former teammates in Bayern Munich, as well as several teammates in the German national team to participate.

This is also Jenny's suggestion after consulting with the doctor. After returning to Germany, they conducted an examination, and the doctor was also surprised. Deisler's "depression" has recovered well so far. The doctor kept saying it was a miracle, and Congratulations.

Then the doctor suggested that Deisler can participate in more social activities, get together with friends more, and enjoy life and social life better.

Deisler was talking softly with his former Bayern teammate and big brother Oliver Kahn.

The others stayed away quietly without disturbing them.

Well, this is two patients talking about their illnesses. Yes, after the 2002 World Cup finals, Kahn suffered from depression, which was very serious at one time. However, this lion-like man has stubbornly overcome depression. This is also considered a miracle by doctors, because the stronger the man, the more complicated the situation after suffering from depression.

"Not bad, not bad." Kahn smiled heartily, "I am very happy to see you back on the court and see you like this."

"It's all thanks to Fang, this is an amazing coach." Deisler said.

"So amazing?" Kahn didn't believe it.

"It's so amazing." Deisler nodded. "Under Coach Fang, I feel very relaxed and have no pressure. I just enjoy the joy of football."

At this moment, Dortmund's German international Metzelder came, and he brought a big boy by his side.

"Hi, Christopher." Deisler and Metzelder hugged, "Who is this little guy?"

"Marco, come here and say hello," Metzelder called.

"Mr. Deisler, hello, I'm Marco Royce." The big boy said nervously.

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