No smoking and no drinking on the plane from now on.

  The two pilots on this C919 large airliner were recruited by Qi Yiming from the Air Force, and the four flight attendants were transferred from civil aviation.

  Jiang Huayan received this urgent task a week ago, when she was also subjected to political scrutiny, tracing back eight generations of her ancestors, and underwent a rigorous ideological interview. As a flight attendant who has been with the airline for three years, with excellent performance and outstanding looks, such extreme vetting represents an extremely high-end job.

  Against her and several sisters' expectations, they were sent to an unknown airport, where they took a bumpy jeep ride with black-tinted windows that never opened throughout the journey. They had no idea where they were going. The driver in the car kept smoking, making the girls very uncomfortable. After hours of torture, they finally arrived at their destination, and what surprised them was a large passenger plane in front of them. Jiang Huayan had seen many things before and had even flown on transpacific flights, but she was certain that this was not any European or American airliner she had ever seen.

  However, this narrow-body airliner with a beautiful exterior resembles the Boeing 737 in several ways. As an ordinary flight attendant, she doesn't understand much about airplanes and can only serve passengers wholeheartedly after boarding the plane.

  Several flight attendants did not expect that the interior of this plane was unusually luxurious and comfortable. If Zhi Yimeng knew, he would definitely protest, thinking that it was considered luxurious by the standards of 1980s China, but in later generations it was just an average standard. The large aircraft had all the seats removed, with a rest area for crew members at the front and an office desk at the back of the cabin, equipped with safety belts, sofas, a huge TV screen like a movie screen, a wine cabinet, bookshelves, even dining tables and equipment, and a small conference room.

  Jiang Huayan, who had seen a lot, immediately understood that this was a dedicated business jet.

  In this country, someone who is qualified to take a private jet with such good conditions must be a big leader. However, what surprised Jiang Huayan was that on the private jet, apart from six burly bodyguards, there were only two people in the first-class cabin: a middle-aged man and a young man.

  Jiang Huayan couldn't help but feel curious, and took the opportunity to serve food and drinks to try to find out something. However, the two people seemed to have a strong sense of secrecy, and when the flight attendant came over to serve them, they only made small talk and absolutely did not discuss business matters. Nevertheless, Jiang Huayan, who was good at observing people's words and expressions, still discovered that it seemed the young man wearing the simple yet elegant suit was the leader, while the middle-aged man was slightly lower in status. It was mostly the young man speaking, then the middle-aged man would take over with a tone of consultation or weakness.

  This made Jiang Huayan, a young girl just over 20 years old, even more curious about the background of this young man, who had to take such a luxurious private jet and seemed to be an important person with tight security.

  While resting, Jiang Huayan chatted with her sisters and asked: "Who is this person after all? So mysterious."

  "I bet he's the son of some big shot."

  An older flight attendant shook his head and said, "It's impossible. Even if it were the child of a top leader, there's no way they'd have the ability to occupy an entire plane by themselves. I've served on a special plane for central leaders before, and it wasn't decorated with such luxurious interior designs. I think it's probably some wealthy capitalist who's returned from abroad."

  Jiang Huayan couldn't help but exclaim: "Having money is having a private plane of one's own, those capitalists are really formidable."

  A young girl couldn't help but sigh and say, "I also really want to be a capitalist, have my own plane, and have others serve me."

  "If you had said this a few years ago, you would have been criticized to death. Alas, what's the use of trying harder? After all, it's still good to have money. You can't become big capitalists, but I suppose becoming the wife of one is still possible."

  Her words brought a burst of giggles from the young flight attendants, who had seen more of the world than most people in their own country. When they encountered foreign environments, they couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy, and as their minds gradually opened up, some of their previous notions began to crumble. The flight attendants slowly started to fill with admiration for the powerful or wealthy men who sat on the plane, and from then on, embarked on a happy life.

  In the 1980s and even until the late 1990s, the flight attendant industry basically relied on getting to know wealthy people and young talents on planes to solve problems. Another relatively large outlet is to find pilots, after all, pilots are also high-income industries, and they are insiders who know each other's roots and are easy to get along with.

  Originally, Jiang Huayan didn't have any special thoughts, but after hearing the flight attendant's words and looking at the elegant decorations on this plane, thinking about the luxurious life abroad, the young flight attendant couldn't help but feel secretly moved.

  It's not easy for a girl of this age to pursue someone, and the shy Jiang Huayan doesn't know how to get close to that young man sitting in the back. She also doesn't dare ask if he needs anything often, as it would make her seem too eager. After all, girls' faces were still very thin-skinned in the 80s.

  At this time, a middle-aged man who was slightly older pressed the bell, and Jiang Huayan walked over.

  Liao Huairou pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and asked: "Comrade, is there fire on the plane?"

  Before Jiang Huayan could respond, the young man next to her jumped up and snatched the cigarette from Liao Huairen's hand, handing it to Jiang Huayan. He turned his head to the middle-aged man and said, "Old Liao, smoking is not a good habit. Not to mention slow suicide, you're also making everyone in this enclosed space inhale second-hand smoke with you. From now on, make sure to inform all domestic flights that smoking is strictly prohibited on planes."

  Liao Huairan was shocked and said: "How can you still manage to smoke, huh? Using your words, isn't this suppressing people's reasonable demands?"

  "What's a reasonable request, harmful to others and oneself? That sentence goes like this: Freedom is doing what you want without interfering with others. You're now interfering with others, hey, Flight Attendant Comrade, don't you think smoking on the plane is disgusting?" Qi Yimeng had crossed over for a period of time and picked up the term "Comrade" again, but he always used it in combination with modern terms, resulting in this awkward phrase "Flight Attendant Comrade".

  Jiang Huayan's face turned slightly red, looking delicate and charming. She was just lacking an opportunity to please this young man, so she said: "I also think that smoking on a plane is not good, it can create danger."

  Liao Huairou sighed: "The little girl must have taken a liking to you, that's why she said that."

  Qī yī míng hā hā yī xiào, dào: "Wǒ huí tóu jiù gěi Píng lǎo tí ge yì jiàn, yǐ hòu gè jí gōng wù yuán zài gōng gòng chǎng hé jìn zhǐ xī yān."

  Translation:

  Qī smiled and said: "I'll go back and give Old Píng some advice. From now on, all public servants are forbidden to smoke in public places."

  Jiang Huayan was startled by his words and didn't expect this young man to be so bold as to directly offer suggestions to Chairman Ping, she stood there in a daze.

  Liao Huairou didn't worry about Jiang Huayan knowing something, but rather was just trying to get a rise out of Qi Yiming, saying: "It's impossible, Ping Lao himself is a smoker. You can't expect him not to smoke during meetings, that's just not possible. There are smokers among the cadres everywhere, and you can't ban it."

  "Let's see how it goes, I'm going to make a big deal out of this and have someone make a documentary about the dangers of smoking. I'll put pictures of lung cancer caused by smoking on TV, city ads, and newspapers to spread awareness about the harm of smoking. I don't expect all Chinese people to quit smoking, but the proportion of smokers should not exceed 2%."

  He sneered and said, "If you smoke in front of me again, I'll show you those disgusting pictures of people who got cancer from smoking and had their kids born with serious illnesses. Every time you take a puff, I'll show you one, let's see how long it takes for you to develop a conditioned reflex and can't smoke anymore."

  Liao Huairou could only raise his hands in defeat, saying: "Alright alright, I won't smoke anymore. You're just too serious about everything, always trying to make things difficult for people."

  "Come on, I'm doing this for your own good, don't be ungrateful."

  "You're good for me, I know. Sigh, you're such a person. Never mind, since I don't smoke, it's fine if I have some wine instead, bring me a bottle of Maotai."

  In the 1980s, there was indeed Maotai on planes. At that time, sometimes Maotai wine would be given as a gift to passengers when taking a flight. Jiang Huayan wanted to take it, but was stopped by Qi Yiming, who said bluntly: "I've thought of my second suggestion for civil aviation - no alcoholic beverages are allowed on planes."

  Liao Huairou got anxious and said: "What's wrong with you? Every time I want to do something, you have to make trouble for me. Did I provoke you?"

  Qī yī míng hā hā dà xiào, dào: "nǐ xiǎng a, nàxiē hē le jiǔ de rén běnshēn huì zài shēn shàng huī fā jiǔ jīng wèi dào, yǐng xiǎng dào páng biān de rén, jiǔ pǐn bù hǎo de rú guǒ hē zuì le, shuǎ qǐ le jiǔ fēng, shì bu shì gèng duō tǎo rén yàn. nǐ yě bù bì dān xīn, děng wǒ nà ge 'guó mín fù shí pǐn chǎn xǐng dà jì huà' kāi shǐ le, fēi jī shàng zuì shǎo néng tí gōng jǐ shí zhǒng yǐn liào gěi nǐ hē."

  "Dozens of drinks, but I'm on a plane right now!" Liao Huairou was really helpless.

  Zi gave him a tablet computer, which is now the exclusive product of the main base and will not be sold to anyone outside. Only those who work at the main base can enjoy it.

  "Let's watch a movie, this is also special treatment, ordinary people can't even see these things for our project, be content with what you have." Qi Yi Ming chuckled.

  In the end, Liao Huairan compromised, while Jiang Huayan was shocked to see this person holding a small wooden board-sized thing, which had given up on TV programs like a color TV, only Liao Huairan wore headphones, and Jiang Huayan couldn't hear anything.

  Liao Huaren's taste is also unique, he doesn't like watching blockbuster movies but enjoys watching documentaries that introduce the achievements of the Republic or have a popular science nature, now he is watching a documentary called "The Great Nation's Heavy Equipment".

  In fact, his behavior is equivalent to indulging in fantasy, putting himself into the era of great industrial progress in later generations, and feeling that sense of national pride. In essence, it's no different from crossing over and sweeping through a foreign land recklessly.