Just like Huang Ran said, when we arrived at the airport the next morning, Er Yang was already waiting in the airport hall. After Huang Ran and Sun Baozi bustled about for a while, I don't know what kind of relationship they used, but somehow they managed to get us through the expedited security process. Since the Civil Aviation Administration was abolished, this has been the most inconvenient thing - every time we go out to handle an incident, we dare not take a plane again. For nearby places, we drive directly there; for farther away places, we can only take the train.

  Just before boarding the plane, I just knew that Xiao and Shang were not following us together. In his words, Old Xiao is our agent, and if everything is arranged in advance, it will be fine, and the on-site performance depends on our own skills.

  Watching Meng Xiaojie and Shao Yiyiyi chattering away as they boarded the plane, the two of them began to study what famous tourist attractions Malaysia had, then started posing in various styles taking selfies. If you didn't know better, it really looked like a spontaneous trip.

  The Yunshang casino made arrangements, and the eight of us were all arranged in first class. Thinking about it, they spent $10 million, so this little bit of money for plane tickets is nothing.

  Because I slept too long during the day yesterday, I didn't feel like sleeping at night. Especially after we were reassigned to a new room and I shared a bedroom with Sun Baozi, his snoring was as loud as a tractor and kept me awake, so I ended up going to Huang Ran's living room to spend the night. Since I had nothing better to do, I used my phone to go online and looked up information about the Yunshan casino we're going to visit.

  I didn't expect that by casually opening a forum, there were tens of thousands of posts, all of which were rumors about this hotel casino being haunted. There were stories about "heart to heart" and "back to back", as well as encountering female ghosts in the middle of the night when going out. The text was written with vivid language, even I, a deputy director who is used to dealing with emergencies, couldn't help but feel my heart racing and jumping.

  I didn't sleep well last night, and as soon as the plane took off, I felt sleepy. After eating the in-flight meal, I leaned back in my seat and fell fast asleep. I don't know how long I slept, but I was jolted awake by a bout of turbulence. When I woke up, the plane had already landed, and Sun Baozi and the others looked pale with fear. Just as I was wondering what was going on, I heard Sun Baozi gritting his teeth and saying, "Next time if I take Grandpa Aviation again, I'll be a eggplant!"

  It wasn't until later that I found out, when the plane was already hovering above the airport, that a flight attendant suddenly rushed over and asked if anyone knew how to fly a plane. It turned out that the captain had a sudden attack of epilepsy while communicating with the control tower about landing procedures, and when the co-pilot next to him went to help, he was bitten by the captain and bled profusely. The captain is now unconscious, and the injured co-pilot is barely flying the plane. He asked the flight attendant to come over and try his luck, to see if there's anyone who can fly a plane to help him out.

  Unexpectedly, Huang Ran heard about it and immediately indicated that he had experience driving an airplane, then followed the flight attendant to the cockpit. Afterwards, when the plane landed, there was a bumpy ride, although it scared people enough, but fortunately, it was safe and sound. At least it wasn't as unlucky as two other Malaysia Airlines flights.

  After a brief interlude, the few of us got off the plane and were greeted by people from the casino waiting in front of the apron. Among the crowd that came to pick us up, two leaders were a vice president of the casino and an executive director who had been in contact with Huang Ran before. Eight Rolls-Royces were parked in a row, which seemed to be here to pick us up. However, there were only eight of us in total, one person per Rolls-Royce, wasn't that a bit too luxurious?

  For convenience, the two high-level casino staff who came to pick us up this time were overseas Chinese. After introducing each other, they chatted with Sun Baozi and Huang Ran non-stop. I could hear from the side that these two people were just making small talk, but since they didn't show any intention of leaving, we couldn't just get in the car by ourselves.

  After talking for a while, Sun Wukong finally couldn't help but say: "I was startled on the plane just now and haven't recovered yet. If it's convenient, why don't we go to the hotel first and let us rest for a while, and calm our minds."

  After listening to Sun's words, the two high-level casino staff who picked them up had somewhat embarrassing expressions on their faces. After exchanging a glance with each other, the vice president surnamed Li spoke first: "Mr. Sun, we're really sorry. It was only after your plane took off that we received a notice from the Fukuoka Shrine side. They said Mr. Song's plane had a bit of a malfunction and would be late for four hours."

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, Vice President Li's face showed a hint of embarrassment. After pausing for a moment, he continued: "Mr. Sun, General Manager Lin instructed me today to take good care of you and Mr. Matsushima. Due to the plane's malfunction, we won't have time to send you to the hotel first and then come back to pick up Mr. Matsushima. So I can only ask you to wait a little longer until Mr. Matsushima's flight lands, and then we'll head to the hotel together. For the inconvenience this has caused you and all the gentlemen and ladies present, I offer my sincerest apologies on behalf of the Yunshan Hotel Group." After finishing speaking, Vice President Li slightly bowed his head, which was supposed to be a "sincere" apology.

  "Oh, that Japanese guy is late for four hours." Sun Baozi said with narrowed eyes, then chuckled and continued: "It's okay, waiting somewhere isn't a big deal. We'll just wait together. But thinking back, are we sure he arrived? Not that I'm doubting him, but why don't you ask the airport to scan with radar, in case the plane hasn't even landed yet and we're just blindly waiting here."

  After listening to Sun's words, Vice President Li was stunned at first, then dryly laughed and said: "Mr. Sun, you must be joking. Mr. Song is taking an ANA flight. We've already contacted the airport tower."

  Saying that, Vice President Li paused for a moment, glanced at his watch and said: "There are still about ten minutes left. Mr. Song's plane will land soon. Mr. Sun, please wait for a while, Mr. Song's plane is almost here..."

  Before he could finish speaking, one of the people he brought with him walked over and handed him a phone that was already on a call. After taking the phone, Li's face immediately lit up with a warm smile, and he spoke in Malay, interspersed with a few words of Japanese.

  While Vice President Li was on the phone, I took a glance at Huang Ran who was still chatting with the casino director, then slipped away and walked up to Sun Wukong's side, saying in a low voice: "Great Sage, what is this vice president talking about?"

  Sun Baozi sighed and looked at me with a bitter smile, saying: "Lazi, it's not that I'm saying this, but you also overestimate me. Do you think I can speak all languages from around the world?"

  As he said this, Sun turned his head and took a glance at Li, the vice president, who was gazing into the distance, and said: "However, I can also make an educated guess that the Japanese man named Songdao has already arrived and is about to land. Let's give him a call to report his safety."

  His words had just finished, and Vice President Li had already hung up the phone and handed it to his subordinate. Then he straightened his suit, looked at Sun Baozi and smiled, saying: "Mr. Sun, Mr. Songdao's plane has arrived in the airspace of the airport, and in about five minutes, the plane will land. You wait for a moment, when Mr. Songdao arrives, we will leave."

  Sun Baozi smiled and said, "It's okay, anyway we've waited for so long, it doesn't matter if we wait a bit longer. It just so happens that I've been wanting to see the demeanor of this Songdao Lan gentleman for a long time."

  Vice President Li was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that the Matsushima Ransuke in Sun Baozi's mouth was a great god in another industry. He smiled and explained: "Mr. Sun is joking, Mr. Matsushima's full name is Matsushima Keiichiro, this Mr. Matsushima Keiichiro is a great Shinto priest of Fukushima Shrine in Japan. In this industry, he is very famous..."

  Sun Baozi listened and curled his lips, muttered a sentence, and said: "Very famous? How come I've never heard of it?"

  Vice President Li also wanted to explain a few more sentences for this Matsumoto Kaito, but in the distance, an airplane slowly descended. After landing, it turned around and drove towards our direction. Finally stopped at a position of over 100 meters in front of me, Vice President Li immediately led his men to welcome him.

  The executive director, expressionless, glanced at the back of Vice President Li and shook his head before saying to Huang Ran: "Xiao Li wants to enter the board too much, but this can't be blamed on him. It's good for people to have ambition, just hope he doesn't rush for quick success."

  Looking at the situation, Huang Ran and this executive director have a good relationship. He looked at Vice President Li's back and smiled, saying: "President Li also wants to find an assistant for the last time. Behind Fukuoka Shrine, there is a large financial group in Japan that supports it, with the help of Japanese people, at least entering the board of directors, he can have one more chance of winning."

  The executive director exhaled and changed the subject, looking at Huang Ran, smiled slightly and said: "Do you want to go see what this Songdao Jieru looks like?"

  Huang Ran also smiled and said: "It's good to see what it looks like, at least know what the opponent looks like, and don't suffer"

  After finishing speaking, Huang Ran turned his head towards Sun Baozi and me, saying: "Are you going over together?"

  Sun Baozi smiled and said, "Old Huang, you represent us, I'm afraid if we all go together, it'll scare him to death. The train hasn't even resumed operation yet, and if he gets scared to death, it's not auspicious."

  Huang Ran was used to Sun Baozi's style and just smiled. But the executive director couldn't help it, bursting into loud laughter on the spot, glancing at Sun Baozi and saying: "I like this tone, suitable for making good friends." After that, he walked towards the plane with Huang Ran together.

  Looking at his back, I asked Sun Baozi: "Who is this person? Is he close to Huang Ran? Dasheng, do you know him?"