Chapter 1308 Acting Training Class
Gao Yang is seriously considering whether to buy a private jet.
Gao Yang felt a little embarrassed for always borrowing Morgan's plane. Now Morgan's old plane is no longer needed. If Gao Yang buys it, he can also buy a private plane that is in good maintenance condition and the price is definitely very suitable. , What’s especially important is that this plane can also fly intercontinentally. It’s really convenient to use it if the Satan Mercenary Group has something to do.
The only problem is that Gao Yang has no money, or the Satan mercenary group has no money to buy such a plane. Another important problem is that the plane is not a one-time investment and then it is done. The crew members have to maintain it. , daily maintenance and repairs are also a big investment. Even parking on weekdays requires signing a contract with an airport. In short, it is impossible to support it without millions a year.
After thinking about it for a long time, Gao Yang finally decided not to buy it for the time being, and just continue to use Morgan's plane shamelessly. When Satan makes a few big deals and gets rich, he can buy the plane and bear all the expenses. Not too late.
In fact, Morgan's old plane has now become Gao Yang's private plane, and he is taking a private plane from the United States to Antwerp. He is the only one on the entire plane, and it can't be more private.
Although he has not fully recovered, only about twenty days later, Gao Yang, who was shot three times, was able to get off the ground and start flying around the world. Except that his injuries were not serious injuries, they were relatively dangerous, but recovery was difficult. The injuries were relatively serious, so recovery would not take too long. For example, Albert just sprained his foot. As a result, Gao Yang, who had not been shot yet, was able to get to the ground faster.
The flight from New York to Antwerp was quite long, Gao Yang woke up from his nap. An older waiter who could not be regarded as a stewardess, but could only be regarded as a stewardess, walked up to Gao Yang. He said warmly: "Mr. Gao, it's time for you to take medicine."
Pour water into the cup. Putting the twelve pills of the four kinds of medicine that Gao Yang needed to take on a small plate and placing them in front of Gao Yang, the stewardess said warmly: "I need to supervise you to take the medicine to prevent you from forgetting to take the medicine."
Gao Yang shrugged. After drinking the medicine, before the flight attendant took away the water glass and plate, he whispered: "Mr. Gao, do you need to eat now? We still have three hours to arrive in Antwerp, according to your habit. This It’s time for you to eat.”
Gao Yang regained his energy and asked, "What's there to eat?"
The flight attendant still said with a gentle face: "Your nutritious meal will be in accordance with the doctor's instructions."
Gao Yang waved his hand boredly and said: "Forget it, I'm not hungry yet."
The flight attendant smiled apologetically and said gently: "Sorry, Mr. Gao, I was told to supervise you to take your medicine on time.
Eat on time, so I will bring your lunch soon. Then supervise your eating, just like you would in the hospital. "
Gao Yang said helplessly: "I thought I got rid of that damn nutritious meal, okay. Now I want to know who gave you the instructions?"
The flight attendant took out a piece of paper and smiled: "Mr. Morgan gave it to me, but I think the person who wrote this list must love you very much."
Gao Yang took the paper and saw that the handwriting was Yelena's. It clearly stated the time he should take medicine, the types and amounts he should drink, and also the rationed work and rest time and meal time.
Gao Yang returned the paper to the flight attendant, and then said helplessly: "Okay, I'll eat. Also, I've never seen you before. Are you new here?"
The flight attendant said gently: "No, I have worked for Mr. Reeves for sixteen years. You have never seen me before, just because I only work on Mr. Reeves's special plane. This time Mr. Reeves thinks You need better care, so he specially appointed me to serve you on this trip. Sir, do you have any other questions?"
Gao Yang shook his head and smiled: "No, thank you."
After waiting for the flight attendant to leave, Gao Yang gently tapped the armrest of his seat, and then suddenly laughed. It felt good to be cared about.
After eating a nutritious but nauseating semi-liquid meal, Gao Yang closed his eyes again, thinking about what to do after arriving in Antwerp.
The reason why Gao Yang went to Antwerp alone without anyone was because Yake and No. 13 had almost done the preliminary work. If the thing could be done, the three of them would get it done. If the three of them couldn't, Then it will be useless no matter how many people there are.
Although he can move, it does not mean that he has completely recovered. Long-distance flights and long-term movements are indeed a bit heavy on Gao Yang's body, and the medicine he takes also has a certain degree of calming effect, so he lies in a comfortable position. He fell into a deep sleep on the seat until he was pushed awake by the stewardess.
After Gao Yang opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the smiling face of the stewardess.
"Mr. Gao, we have arrived."
Gao Yang rubbed his face, and the flight attendant helped him press a button, and the seat slowly rose from a nearly flat state.
He went into the restroom on the plane to wash his face and straighten his hair. After Gao Yang walked out of the restroom, the flight attendant was already waiting for him with a briefcase.
Gao Yang took the briefcase, and then the flight attendant began to stand behind Gao Yang to arrange his clothes, smoothing out some wrinkles to make the suit look more crisp, and carefully pinched off the hair stuck to the suit, looking back and forth. After several times, the stewardess smiled and said, "Mr. Gao, you look perfect."
Gao Yang smiled and said solemnly: "Thank you."
Putting on a pair of sunglasses, Gao Yang walked down the ramp of the plane and walked towards the VIP aisle.
Wearing a suit and leather shoes, and a confident smile, Gao Yang looks like a successful business person.
After walking out of the VIP aisle, Gao Yang took a few glances and found out that No. 13 was wearing this gray jacket and was difficult to distinguish among the crowd.
Gao Yang walked up to No. 13 and said with a reproachful look on his face: "You should call me instead of standing here waiting for me to find you. You don't know that it's hard to find people like you in a crowd." ?"
No. 13 said calmly: "You have poor eyesight and you blame me?"
Gao Yang followed No. 13 out of the terminal. No. 13 opened a very common small car. When the two of them got in the car and started walking, Gao Yang smiled and said, "When shall we act?"
No. 13 said solemnly: "When you can successfully play an evil villain, we will take action."
"Bad guy? I really don't think I need to act, right? I think I can just act my true self."
"There are requirements for you in the glove box, and if you need to come out personally to resolve this matter, then you have to do what we ask of you."
Gao Yang opened the glove box, flipped through it and looked at the contents. It didn't take long for him to smile bitterly and said, "Aren't you asking me to play the bad guy? This is a perversion."
No. 13 said calmly: "Whatever you say, in short, if you want your target to have trembling legs and pee his pants when he sees you, and never dare to think of betraying you, you have to do as required. "
Gao Yang took a breath and said, "I'll do my best."
"It's not about trying your best, it's about doing it. There's still time. We'll wait until you can practice well before taking action."
Gao Yang concentrated on looking at what Yak gave him, and No. 13 concentrated on driving until they drove to an ordinary-looking house in Antwerp.
After getting out of the car and opening the door, Gao Yang followed No. 13 into an ordinary-looking house. But when he and No. 13 went up to the second floor and walked into a house at the back of the street, the style immediately changed.
The walls are covered with photos and road maps, and the relationship between the name and the goal is noted under each photo. A whiteboard placed in the corner is densely covered with words. There is almost no space on the four walls, which especially attracts Gao Yang's attention. What's interesting is that two of the photos hanging on the wall are of horses.
There is a table in the middle of the room, with six laptops placed on the table, four of which still have surveillance images divided into small grids.
Gao Yang looked around for a week and said with a smile: "Is this the result of your work?"
No. 13 said solemnly: "Yes, we are as tired as dogs and do this just to give you an overwhelming momentum when you meet the target."
Gao Yang raised a finger and smiled: "In Chinese terms, you are responsible for the preliminary work, and I will be responsible for pretending."
No. 13 smiled, shook his head, and said solemnly: "Wait a minute, I'll move a sofa."
Yake brought a small single sofa from the outside room. After placing it in the room, he went to the wall and pulled the largest photo. He pointed at the sofa and said, "Sit."
Gao Yang sat on the sofa as he was told. No. 13 stood back, raised the big photo four or five meters away from Gao Yang, and said in a deep voice: "Say hello to our target."
Gao Yang spread his hands, smiled helplessly, coughed twice with a serious face, cleared his throat, calmly said in a slow and low voice: "Hello, Mr. Davis, we finally meet. ."
No. 13 said in a deep voice: "Stop, you need to be like a pervert, a pervert who can do anything, a pervert who makes people fear from the bottom of their hearts, not a godfather, not a boss, and not a powerful person. Next time, you You have to smile, and there should be mockery in your eyes, not hostility, nor a sense of majesty, but a heartfelt contempt and ridicule of an enemy you don't even care about under the premise that you have no scruples and everything is under control."
Gao Yang raised his hands and said loudly: "Man! Your demands are too high, and this is not a movie, we are going to negotiate, negotiate!"
No. 13 said coldly: "It's OK to make a movie, but not to negotiate. If you screw up in a movie, you will be scolded by the audience for your poor acting skills. Here, you can't follow the idolatry route. If you screw up, you will lose Your diamond mine may even cost you your life. You'd better do what I say and make your enemies never dare to oppose you again. So, come again until I'm satisfied." (To be continued)
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