Outright Favoritism

Chapter 520 Seeing Tan Sri

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Li Qiao arrived at Nanyang International Airport.

As soon as the car stopped, the airline's commercial manager paced up with a briefcase, "Miss Li, everything is arranged."

Li Qiao nodded and glanced at the watch in his left hand.

Just thinking about calling Zong Yue, the roar of the sports car engine came from behind.

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

She originally thought she was leaving for the British Empire early tomorrow morning, but after dinner at her grandpa’s house in the evening, Li Qiao asked her to go home to pack her things and gather at the airport.

Fortunately, Li Jun didn't stop him. Hearing that she was going to travel with Qiaoqiao, he readily agreed and even gave her a card for her to swipe it casually.

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

The business manager took over the suitcases from Zong Yue's hands with particular insight, and when sending them to the plane, he respectfully urged, "Miss Li, the two routes have been arranged.

However, you may be required to disembark the plane for inspection at the Myanmar airport at that time, but it will not be too long. You can take off again at most an hour. "

Li Qiao stepped onto the gangway slowly, and her eyelids dropped as a response.

In the cabin, Zong Yue sat by the porthole, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and looked at Li Qiao, who had legs folded on his side, and asked, "Qiao Qiao, are we going to transfer to Myanmar?"

Nanyang also has direct flights, and this is still a private business jet, so it needs to be diverted?

Li Qiao leaned on the back of her chair and shook her toes, half-closed her eyes and responded briefly, "Well, convenient."

Zong Yue couldn't understand the meaning of these two words.

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

More than three hours later, the business jet arrived at Myanmar Airways International Airport.

As the cabin door opened, a wave of heat came.

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

She rubbed her forehead, became sober, sat up and looked at the opposite side, "Qiaoqiao, are we going down?"

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

When she heard the sound, she replied without looking up: "No."

Zong Yue pursed the corner of his mouth, his curiosity a little bit more than before.

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

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

Could it be that private business jets solve these problems?

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

Zong Yue's thoughts were very confused, and it was too late to sort out his thoughts, and two security officers had already walked up outside the cabin.

They held security check and document scanning equipment in their hands, exchanged a few words with the flight attendants in foreign languages, and then walked into the cabin.

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

One of them moved towards Zong Yue, looking down at the phone, but Li Qiao raised his hand suddenly, holding a small green book between his fingers.

Two security inspectors stood one after another on the sofa. They were blocked by Li Qiao's movements and had to take them and put them on the document scanning equipment.

Zong Yue stretched her neck and watched their operation, her heart raised her throat.

Are they considered illegal entry now? !

Thinking about it this way, her sitting posture has been corrected, quite a bit upright as a soldier, in an attempt to demonstrate her status as a good citizen.

Compared with Zong Yue's guilty conscience, Li Qiao calmly did not react at all.

Especially before the document scanning equipment has given out the prompt information, the time seems to have become extremely long.

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

Red light means invalid? !

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

At this time, Li Qiao and the two security officers had no idea what kind of drama Zong Yue had made.

The red light continued to flicker for a few seconds, and the security inspectors froze for a long time.

Then at the moment Zong Yue bit his mouth nervously, the two men took a step back suddenly, clenched their right hands on their chests, and stooped to Li Qiao neatly and greeted them in Burmese: "I have seen Tan Sri. "

Dazed Zong Yue: "???"

Li Qiaoman let out a ‘um’ inadvertently, and asked in Burmese with his forehead, "Is the investigation done?"

The security inspector immediately bent over ninety degrees, and offered the green book with both hands, "Yes, please put it away."

Li Qiao took it and placed it on the side of her leg and waved her hand, "Arrange to take off as soon as possible."

The whole conversation was in Burmese, and Zong Yue didn't understand a word, but this did not prevent her from seeing some ways.

The security guards at Burma’s airport respect Li Qiao too much, right?

She knew that Myanmar was a monarchy, and the royal family controlled the real power.

Even if I haven't been there, but I have read the news, the action of the security officer clenching his right hand to his chest seems to be the highest etiquette for meeting members of the royal family.

So, what happened?

Two security personnel bent down and walked back out of the cabin. Less than ten minutes later, the tower sent instructions to allow takeoff.

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

I have been flying the plane for so long and I have never seen an airport where the takeoff order is issued so quickly.

Even the ground personnel completed the take-off inspection and various supplies at the fastest speed, just like a life-threatening.

At 2:30 in the evening, the business jet slowly lifted off, the destination, the British Empire.

Although it was landed in Burma, the flight time is no different from that of a direct flight to Southeast Asia.

It's 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 his identity, Li Qiao had to start from Burma, so he made the move to land in Burma halfway.

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

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

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

...

At seven o'clock in the morning, Nanyang time, and 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, the business jet arrived in the capital, London.

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

The red-wall domed turrets compose the architectural features of foreign cities.

Zong Yue carried her small suitcase and followed Li Qiao off the plane like a wandering spirit. A drizzle of rain made her shiver.

The rainy night was a bit cool, until the top of her head went dark, she saw that the two bodyguards in black had been holding wide black silk umbrellas to shield them from wind and rain.

　Everything in the novel is fictitious

(End of this chapter)