Outright Favoritism Chapter 520: : I have met Tan Sri

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The night is like thick ink. At 11 o'clock in the evening, Li Qiao arrived at Nanyang International Airport.

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

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

I was thinking of making a call to Zong Yue, and behind it came the roar of the sports car engine.

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 thought she was going to leave 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 did not stop. 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 the suitcases in Zong Yue's hand with particular insight, and when sending them to the plane, he respectfully warned, "Miss Li, both 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, her eyelids drooped in response.

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

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

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

Zong Yue can't understand what her two words mean for the time being.

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 many staff members 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 is lowering her head and pressing the screen of her phone, seeming to be sending a message.

When she heard the voice, she replied without raising her head: "No."

Zong Yue pursed the corners of his mouth, 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 remembered afterwards that she also didn't have a visa when she came to Myanmar from China.

Could it be that a private business jet solves these problems?

But...Qiaoqiao never asked for her identity information from start to finish.

Zong Yue's thoughts were very confused, and it was too late to sort out his thoughts, and two security officers had already stepped 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 officers looked around and planned to check separately.

One of them moved towards Zong Yue in a gesture, but Li Qiao, who looked down at the phone, 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 to watch their operation, and her heart touched 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.

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

Red light means invalid? !

I am afraid it will be abolished tonight. She has already started to think about whether it is more appropriate to let the third uncle come to rescue 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 up for himself.

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

Then the moment Zong Yue bit her mouth nervously, the two men took a step back, clenched their right hands on their chests, and bent over to Li Qiao neatly, saying hello in Burmese: "I have seen Dan Sri."

Dazed Zong Yue: "???"

Li Qiao gave a casual ‘um’, and asked in Burmese with her forehead: "Is the investigation done?"

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

Li Qiao took it and placed it on the side of her leg, 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 that didn't prevent her from seeing some ways.

The security guards at the Burmese airport respect Li Qiao too much, right?

She knows that Myanmar is a monarchy, and the royal family controls the real power.

Even if I haven't been here, 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 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 takeoff instructions are issued so quickly.

Even the ground personnel completed the take-off inspection and various supplies as quickly as possible, just as fateful as possible.

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

Although I went around to land in Burma, the flight time is no different from that of a direct flight to Southeast Asia.

Eight hours.

The most important point is that Burmese citizens 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 doesn't know all this.

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

If Qiaoqiao’s green copy is a passport, it should be from Myanmar, so her identity...

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

The Port of London in the night, immersed in a drizzle.

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

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

The rainy night was a bit cold, 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 the wind and rain.