Chapter 520 Meeting Tan Sri

Chapter 520 Meeting Tan Sri

The night was like thick ink, at eleven o'clock in the evening, Li Qiao arrived at Nanyang International Airport.

As soon as the car stopped, the commercial manager of the airline came pacing with a briefcase under his arm, "Miss Li, everything has been arranged."

Li Qiao nodded, and glanced at the watch on her left hand.

Just as he was about to make a call to Zong Yue, the roar of a sports car engine came from behind.

Zong Yue parked the car next to the Mercedes-Benz, and dragged out a small purple suitcase from the trunk. Wearing a T-shirt and jeans, Zong Yue hurried to Li Qiao, "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

She originally thought that she would leave for the British Empire early tomorrow morning, but Li Qiao asked her to go home to pack her things and gather at the airport after dinner at her grandfather's house.

Fortunately, Li Jun didn't stop him. When he heard that she was going to travel with Qiaoqiao, he readily agreed, and even gave her a card to swipe at will.

Seeing that the tip of Zong Yue's nose was sweating, Li Qiao pursed her lips, "It's not too late, let's go."

The business manager took the suitcase from Zong Yue's hand with special discernment, and when sending them to the plane, he respectfully told them, "Miss Li, the two routes have been arranged.

However, at the airport in Myanmar, you may need to cooperate with getting off the plane for inspection, but it will not take too long, and you can take off again in an hour at most. "

Li Qiao stepped on the gangway slowly, and lowered her eyelids in response.

In the cabin, Zong Yue sat by the porthole, wiped his sweat with a tissue, looked at Li Qiao with her legs folded by her side, and leaned over to ask, "Qiaoqiao, are we going to Myanmar for a transit?"

Nanyang also has a direct flight route, and this is a private business jet, so it has to be diverted?

Li Qiao leaned on the back of the chair and shook her toes, half-closed her eyes and simply replied, "Well, it's convenient."

Zong Yue couldn't understand the meaning of her two words for the time being.

No matter how you think about it, it should be more convenient to fly direct.

More than three hours later, the business plane arrived at the Myanmar Airlines International Airport.

As the cabin door opened, a wave of heat hit our faces.

Zong Yue opened his eyes in a daze, tilted his head and looked out the porthole, and saw many staff members conducting the next flight inspection and air supply work.

She rubbed her forehead, woke up a bit, sat up and looked at the opposite side, "Qiaoqiao, shall we go down?"

Li Qiao was pressing her phone screen with her head down, as if she was sending a message.

Hearing the voice, she replied without raising her head, "No need."

Zong Yue pursed the corners of her lips, her curiosity was a little bit more than before.

Although she hasn't been abroad for many years, it seems that she should get off the plane for any kind of transfer.

And she belatedly remembered that she also didn't have a visa when she came to Myanmar from China.

Could it be that private business jets solve these problems?

But... Qiaoqiao never asked for her identity information from the beginning to the end.

Zong Yue's thoughts were very chaotic, and before he had time to sort out his thoughts, two security personnel had already stepped up outside the cabin.

Holding the equipment for security checks and document scanning in their hands, they exchanged a few words with the flight attendants in a foreign language, and then walked into the cabin.

The two security inspectors looked around and planned to check separately.

One of them pretended to walk towards Zong Yue, but Li Qiao, who was looking down at her phone, suddenly raised her hand, with a small green book between her fingers.

Two security inspectors stood one behind the other on the sofa. They were blocked by Li Qiao's movements, so they had to take it and put it on the document scanning equipment.

Zong Yue stretched her neck to watch their operations, her heart was in her throat.

Do they count as illegal entry now? !

Thinking about it this way, her sitting posture became more upright, with a bit of a soldier's upright posture, in an attempt to show her identity as a good citizen.

Compared with Zong Yue's guilty conscience, Li Qiao remained calm and unresponsive.

Especially before the document scanning equipment gave a prompt message, the time seemed to be extremely long.

Just a few seconds later, the scanning device suddenly sounded a beep, and with the red light on it, Zong Yue was stunned.

Red light means invalid? !

I'm afraid it will be abolished tonight. She has already started to think whether it is more appropriate to let the third uncle come to save them, or let the grandfather come forward.

At this moment, Li Qiao and the two security inspectors had no idea what kind of drama Zong Yue had imagined.

The red light continued to flash for a few seconds, and the security personnel were stunned for a long time.

Then at the moment Zong Yue bit his lips nervously, the two men took a step back, clenched their right fists on their chests, bent over to Li Qiao in unison, and said hello in Burmese: "Meet Tan Sri. "

Confused Zong Yue: "???"

Li Qiao let out an 'um' casually, and asked in Burmese with her forehead propped up, "Finished the investigation?"

The security inspector immediately bent over at ninety degrees and presented the green book with both hands, "Yes, please keep it."

Li Qiao took it and put it on her lap, waved her hand, "Arrange to take off as soon as possible."

She spoke in Burmese throughout the conversation, and Zong Yue didn't understand a word, but this did not prevent her from seeing some tricks.

The security staff at the airport in Myanmar treated Li Qiao with too much respect, right?

She knows that Myanmar is a monarchy country, and the real power is controlled by the royal family.

Even if I have never been here, I have read the news. The movement of the security personnel to clenched their right fists to their chests seems to be the highest etiquette when meeting a member of the royal family.

So, what's going on?

Two security personnel bent over and walked backwards out of the cabin, and within ten minutes, the control tower issued an order to allow takeoff.

Not to mention Zong Yue, even the cabin crew and the captain were stunned.

I have been flying for so long, and I have never seen an airport that gives takeoff orders so quickly.

Even the ground personnel completed the take-off inspection and various supplies as quickly as possible, as if they were desperate.

At 2:30 in the middle of the night, the business jet slowly lifted off, and its destination was the British Empire.

Although it landed in Myanmar, the flight time is no different from the direct flight to Nanyang.

All eight hours.

And the most important point is that Burmese nationals are eligible for visa exemption in the British Empire.

Due to the particularity of her status, Li Qiao had to start from the territory of Myanmar, so she made the move to land in Myanmar halfway.

Of course, Zong Yue didn't know all this.

Because of the next five hours of flight time, apart from sleeping, she was thinking about one thing.

If the green book in Qiaoqiao's hand is a passport, it should be from Myanmar, so her identity...

...

At seven o'clock in the morning Nanyang time, and eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, the British Emperor, the business plane arrived at the port of London, the capital.

The Port of London at night is immersed in a drizzle.

The turrets with red walls and domes compose the architectural features of foreign cities.

Zong Yue carried her small suitcase like a ghost and followed Li Qiao off the plane. A drizzle surfaced, making her shiver.

The rainy night was a bit cool, until it was dark above her head, and she saw that two bodyguards in black had held up large black silk umbrellas to shield them from the wind and rain.

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