Chapter 480 Airport Conflict

After coming out of the cabin, Zhuang Rui turned on the phone and found that there were several new text messages on it, including messages from his mother and information from Qin Xuanbing, but the last one was Professor Meng's. He reminded Zhuang Rui not to forget the postgraduate entrance examination next week.

The postgraduate entrance examination is a written examination, and the examination room is in Beijing. Zhuang Rui has always thought about it. According to his ideas, it will be in time to go back from Myanmar. However, after seeing the text message, Zhuang Rui still called Professor Meng.

On the phone, Professor Meng knew that Zhuang Rui was in Myanmar, but he didn't say much. He just told him that after returning to Beijing, he would go to his home first. Some key points need to be told to Zhuang Rui. China's exam-oriented education is like this, and the gun is not bright. Hey? How to grab a bag?"

When he walked out of the passage from the exit, Zhuang Rui was still talking on the phone. The box he pulled behind him was snatched by someone, and Zhuang Rui quickly shouted. Bm!"!

Before Zhuang Rui's voice fell, the man who carried the box from behind Zhuang Rui had already flown into the air, but he was kicked in the chest by Peng Fei, but the man was still holding Zhuang Rui's suitcase tightly in his hand. What's going on?

After Zhuang Rui hung up the phone, he ran to the person who couldn't get up on the ground in a few steps. He first took more than his own box from his hand, and then looked at the man, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

The man who was lying on the ground, touching his chest with his hand and seemed to be speechless. He was wearing the clothes of the airport staff, and at the exit, there was a row of people around. Now they were scrambling for the guests' luggage, but several people saw what happened here and said it on the walkie-talkie. What, I came over. Oh, brother, why did you hit them?

The middle-aged man sitting in front of Zhuang Rui on the plane also came out at this time. Seeing this stall, he couldn't help frowning.

"It's not me who hit him, it's him who robbed my luggage..."

Zhuang Rui said, while Peng Fei stood in front of several airport staff, preventing them from going forward, and communicating with them in Burmese.

"Well, these people all want to get a few tips. Brother, you don't know that at Mandalay Airport, even if you get a handbag for you, you can ask for 1 dollar, and it's at least 1 dollar to fill in a form.

It's your first time here. I don't know the rules. Every time we tip these people, it costs hundreds of dollars. Come on, I can't say more. Brother, take care..."

After seeing a few people coming from a distance, the middle-aged man quickly stopped the topic and got into the crowd who got off the plane. He often ran this line. If he was remembered by these staff at the airport, he would not have any good fruit in the future.

"Damn, is there such a thing?"

Zhuang Rui heard quite Yuanyu. There are people in the world who buy and sell by force, but they are forced to tip. "It's the first time I've heard of Zhuang Rui. Is it possible that Burmese people are poor and crazy?" Brother Zhuang, these people want to compensate, saying that we hit someone and have to compensate ∽ US dollars. This person... is really not hurt..."

After talking to those people, Peng Fei turned around and looked back at Zhuang Rui. He was a little embarrassed. He just subconsciously kicked out the foot, but Peng Fei still reduced his strength a little, which made the man uncomfortable for a while at most. 50D dollars was a little blackmail. ∽ US dollars? It's not even $5. The staff at your airport are all robbers? Grab the passenger's bag when you come up? Let me tell you, I will complain to the Myanmar government..."

As soon as Zhuang Rui heard this, he suddenly became angry. You have a good service attitude, and it is natural to tip, but Zhuang Rui can't accept this kind of forced bag grabbing and tipping. He knows that Myanmar used to be a British colony, and English is also the lingua franca here. When He shouted out loud. "" Sir, your friend hurt the staff at our airport. We just need to pay a little compensation for the medical expenses. Isn't that too much?

Now a leader-like man came over. He had been watching for a long time. It was not until Zhuang Rui shouted for a complaint that he came over to negotiate with Zhuang Rui and spoke English with a slightly Burmese accent. Who are you?" Zhuang Rui asked in English. My name is Wen Cha. I am the supervisor of the airport ground staff. I have the responsibility to get my employees back. Ij!) Ir... Ir R. . . . "

In fact, the staff receive tips, which is the practice of Mandalay Airport. Those high-level officials of the airport receive filial piety. Wen Cha takes a group of staff to collect spring tips, which is also for his own pocket to generate income. By the way, he has a commission for every tip. Of course, he will come out.

However, Wen Cha didn't want to make a big deal out. What he did was just a slander, and looked at the appearance of Zhuang Rui and the two of them, unlike those Chinese businessmen who secretly carried a few sacks of original stones. "Wen Cha's words are quite polite.

Zhuang Rui looked at the man who was talking. He didn't look like a supervisor. His fat face and big ears was different from the thin-looking Burmese in Zhuang Rui's cognition. This whole state-run canteen master. I'm sorry, I don't think my friend is wrong. He is just in self-defense. Your employee first violated my rights and interests. I didn't let him carry my bag..."

Zhuang Rui is also more serious. He has always been easier to talk to, but he really can't see this kind of behavior at Myanmar airport. It's easy for him to get money, but it's not a strong wind. Why should I give it to you?" Sir, you mean you don't agree to the settlement, right? Wencha is probably a dog-faced person. He changed his face and said a few words to the walkie-talkie in his hand in Burmese. Brother Zhuang, he called the soldiers outside. You go out first. I'm fine..."

Peng Fei turned his head and said to Zhuang Rui that he really didn't pay attention to Myanmar's soldiers. The Burmese government army, which was defeated from the country decades ago, can't find the north. Peng Fei doesn't believe that these crooked dates can keep himself?

Before Zhuang Rui could reply, a team of soldiers ran in from outside the airport and surrounded Zhuang Rui, Peng Fei and the airport supervisor. Now it's not the incompetence to solve the problem..."

Wen Cha looked at Zhuang Rui with a proud face and thought in his heart that it was appropriate to blackmail Zhuang Rui. After all, he called these soldiers in to pretend to be the tiger's power. Pi - had to pay the price. These soldiers had to make money, and they were not soft at all.

"Oh? How many plays are appropriate? Outside the group of soldiers, a voice speaked. At least ten thousand-... No, 50,000 dollars, my employees have been hurt. Without 50,000 dollars, they are waiting to go to prison..."

Wen checked that Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei were well dressed. When it came to the 20,000 yuan at the mouth, it was immediately changed to 50,000 yuan. While looking out, he wanted to see who cooperated so much and asked what he was about to say. Brother Hu..." Zhuang Rui was a little familiar with the accent. He looked out and happened to see Hu Rong in a Chinese-style open-cut coat. Hu...Mr. Hu, big...big brother?"

After Wen Cha saw Hu Rong, he didn't recognize him for a moment, but the eldest brother shouted by Zhuang Rui came from his ears. He was immediately dumbfounded. He also knew a little Chinese. Of course, Wen Cha's Chinese level forced him to stay in the explanation that the eldest brother was a mother's womb.

As long as they are Burmese, no one does not know the Hu family. Although they do not participate in politics, in the Pagan region, the Hu family is the local emperor there. The mining team they maintain is more effective than that of the government army.

It can be said that if the Hu family wants to, with their financial and material resources, it can completely instigate the independence of a certain region of Myanmar. It is said that so many ethnic groups in Myanmar are not very harmonious, and independence is also a common thing. In fact, there are also the shadows of some interest groups behind it.

As the ground officer of Mandalay Airport, Wencha naturally has a lot to do about the delivery. He has a deeper understanding of Hu Rong than the average Burmese. He knows that Hu Rong has a great influence not only in the business world, but also in the military, and has a good relationship with some real power generals in Myanmar.

With Hu Rong's status in Myanmar, as long as one sentence, he can immediately give Wen Cha'an a crime of treason and let him evaporate in the world. Therefore, Zhuang Rui's eldest brother immediately scared Wen Cha so much that it was a Buddha who ascended to heaven and was born. At this time, Wen Cha's legs were already

Wen Cha's reaction was still fast. He kicked the staff who was still crying on the ground fiercely. He looked at Zhuang Rui with a smiling face and said, "Misunderstanding, it's purely a misunderstanding. This gentleman, although my staff came out of good intentions and wanted to help you carry your bag, but since you don't It's just a misunderstanding..." "Since it's a misunderstanding, can we go?"

Zhuang Rui took a look at Wen Cha and was really too lazy to pay attention to such people. He pushed away the soldier with a gun beside him and greeted Hu Rong. The two hugged him. I'm sorry, brother Zhuang, I was delayed on the road, and I didn't expect such a thing to happen..." As a landlord, Hu Rong also felt a little embarrassed. Mr. Hu, it's really a misunderstanding■..."

Wen Cha's tears were about to flow out at this time. He couldn't even flatt flattery Hu Rong in the day. This time, he actually wanted to blackmail Hu Rong's brother. Thinking about the power of the Hu family in Myanmar, in case Hu Rong would be crooked in front of some big man in the future, he Just drop it down." I don't want to see such a thing happen again in the future.

Hu Rong looked at Wen Cha coldly and greeted Zhuang Rui to walk outside the airport. In his capacity, he had nothing to say to say to the airport ground handling supervisor.

P: The second update, the recommended ticket is not good, it's still ∽, it's still ∽ away from 25,000, well, lower the standard, 23,000 recommended update, the monthly ticket can reach ∽, and it's also more updated, it's just a lot of tickets. D