Fisherwoman: After my divorce, I became rich by fishing at sea

Chapter 597 Arrival in Los Angeles

"Ma'am, would you like something to eat before you rest?"

The plane had just taken off. It was a little after 7 o'clock, which was also the time for the flight attendants and the passengers on the plane to have dinner.

Mr. Ning Sanye served a rich variety of dishes at noon, and Fu Wan ate quite a lot, so she didn’t feel hungry at the moment.

But since she was already there, she just asked casually.

"What's all there?"

Upon hearing this, the flight attendant took out a menu, yes, a menu.

"We have authentic Beijing-style shredded pork with soy sauce, Peking duck, as well as Western-style steaks and some pasta on the plane.

Of course, we also have a lot of rich fruits, drinks, milk, etc. Do you need anything?"

I don’t know what steak is like these days. Fu Wan originally wanted to sleep for a while before eating, but she was afraid that she would wake up hungry.

"Could you please get me some fruit and a bowl of beef noodles?"

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After saying this, the flight attendant wrote it down and then went to ask Bai Qianzhou and other passengers.

Bai Qianzhou also ordered a bowl of noodles and a glass of boiled water.

If there's one thing that's most striking about the difference between first class and economy class, it's the service.

Before Fu Wan had finished reading a page of the newspaper, the flight attendant came up with a tray.

She carefully placed a bowl of steaming beef noodles in front of Fu Wan. Before the noodles were put down, Fu Wan could smell the rich aroma of the beef noodles.

If you don’t smell the food, you won’t feel hungry. Now, a bowl of beef noodles with good color, aroma and taste is placed in front of you. The off-white noodles are soaked in the sauce-colored soup, and a thick layer of braised beef is sprinkled on the noodles.

Some green onions were sprinkled on the beef. Perhaps because the chef didn't know whether Fu Wan could eat spicy food, he didn't put chili powder in the noodles.

Fu Wan couldn't wait to roll up a handful of noodles and stuff it into her mouth. After taking two bites, she couldn't help but squint her eyes in satisfaction.

She will get angry with anyone who says the food on the plane is bad. The noodles for this beef noodle are not even ordinary dried noodles, but hand-rolled noodles!

The thin and even noodles were soft, flexible and chewy, and the saltiness of the braised beef and soup was just right. If it weren't for the wrong timing and place, Fu Wan would have wanted to meet who this chef was.

Can she pay that comrade to open a beef noodle restaurant?

No wonder people used to say that the first-class experience was great, this is too good to be true!

Fu Wan was extremely satisfied with the bowl of noodles, but she barely touched the fruit that the flight attendant brought her to relieve her greasiness after the meal.

After eating and drinking her fill, Fu Wan didn't rush to sleep. She glanced at the newspaper beside her for a few more times. After tossing and turning for an hour, she felt sleepy again.

When Fu Wan opened her eyes again, it was dark all around. She subconsciously reached out to touch her face and realized that she was wearing a simple eye mask.

Fu Wan looked at her watch. Most of the passengers had fallen asleep and the main lights on the plane were turned off.

Fu Wan looked at her watch subconsciously. At this moment, she felt her eyes light up and found that something like a desk lamp next to her had been turned on.

"Awan, are you awake?"

"Did I wake you?"

Fu Wan was a little annoyed. She had tried to be as gentle as possible, but she still managed to disturb others.

"No, I'm not asleep."

Bai Qianzhou shook his head and moved the lamp towards Fu Wan.

Hearing the noise here, a flight attendant happened to pass by and hurried over to ask quietly.

"Hello comrade, how can I help you?"

The first-class service is not just talk. Nowadays, people in first class are either rich or noble, so the flight attendants naturally treat them with care.

"Nothing, thank you."

Fu Wan thanked her softly and waited for the flight attendant to leave. In the dim light, she could see that it was already ten o'clock.

That means it has been three hours since takeoff, and they may no longer be in Chinese airspace.

I don’t know what Los Angeles was like in the 1980s.

Bai Qianzhou hadn't been on a flight for such a long time for a long time. He rubbed his sore eyes. It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep, but he had difficulty falling asleep.

Fu Wan noticed the fatigue on his face, thought for a moment and suggested:

"Why don't you get some sleep while I look at our itinerary after we get off the plane."

Bai Qianzhou pressed his temple and took out a map from the bag on the side with one hand.

"It's winter now, and the time difference between Beijing and Los Angeles is sixteen hours. That means we should arrive in Los Angeles around one in the afternoon.

The camp had contacted Jack through the embassy before, and he happened to be working in Los Angeles, so he would pick us up at the airport tomorrow.

As for those who want to meet us, I will contact you privately when the time comes."

"Okay, just make the arrangements."

Fu Wan saw that his notebook was filled with a lot of writing, and guessed that he had made a lot of preparations in the past few days.

No wonder I have dark circles under my eyes.

"Then let's continue to rest. It would be best if we could be in Los Angeles the moment we open our eyes."

Bai Qianzhou smiled when he heard this. This kind of situation was very rare. Although the plane was not very bumpy, their normal schedules were fixed, and they couldn't bear to sleep on the plane all day in broad daylight.

However, perhaps because he chatted with Fu Wan for a few sentences, Bai Qianzhou's heart gradually calmed down, and he felt sleepy after a while.

Los Angeles is not a particularly safe place. Even with the people arranged by Jack and the embassy, you still have to pay attention to your safety at all times.

Racial discrimination, theft and robbery are not uncommon.

Although Fu Wan didn't understand the situation there, Bai Qianzhou was naturally aware of it. So he contacted his old friend and asked him to send him a box of things.

Bai Qianzhou fell asleep while thinking. Fu Wan looked out the window at the pitch-black night and simply closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Maybe it was because their bodies were used to the slight turbulence of the plane, or maybe it was time for a deep sleep, but Fu Wan and Bai Qianzhou both slept for quite a while.

When Fu Wan was awakened by the broadcast, it was already bright outside the window.

After dinner, Fu Wan read some newspapers. She found a storybook among the magazines on the plane and read the stories in it with great interest.

Not long after the flight attendant delivered lunch, the radio broadcast information from the flight attendants in English and Chinese.

Los Angeles, finally here!

Fu Wan carried her luggage and followed Bai Qianzhou off the plane with the crowd. Bai Qianzhou glanced at the surroundings and gestured to Fu Wan.

"Awan, follow me closely, this way."

"it is good."

The two followed the crowd for a long distance and finally saw the crowded exit.

Many people were talking nearby, mostly in English.

It was indeed a foreign country, and everyone said that Jack was coming to pick them up. Fu Wan opened her eyes wide and looked around, and then an excited shout came from not far away.

"Wan, Wan! Here!"

When Fu Wan heard this, she looked over and was almost startled when she saw a figure waving at her excitedly.

Oh my god, what did Jack do? Why did everyone turn into a dark color?