C1075 I Just Wanted to Sing You a Hymn
C1075 I Just Wanted to Sing You a Hymn
"I don't know, but I've found another hot topic!" Alura. Miller said.
"What point?" Zheng Hao asked.
"That is the story of Superman helping the plane escape from danger. I will go and reveal my identity to the cabin crew and try to buy that video exclusively. That will be the most explosive news that will attract the attention of the entire world! If the BBC could get the news out, I think I'd be recognized by them, wouldn't I? " Alura. Miller said.
She looked at Zheng Hao and smiled. "I can also describe you as a chivalrous hero, a Chinese kung fu expert. You overpowered the crazed passengers and resolved the danger on the plane. And you're also a super rich person, and a famous young scientist. "With all these identities combined, I'm sure many British and European people will like you!"
"This way, I can have two big pieces of news. My harvest is really very bountiful. " Alura. Miller said triumphantly.
Zheng Hao looked at Alura. Miller glanced at him.
The girl could use it, he thought. Maybe I could get her to do an interview for me and broadcast it through the BBC.
But now, he faced a problem. What problem?
He had to check to see if there was a problem with the video!
"It is indeed very good. I must congratulate you! " Zheng Hao smiled at Alura. Miller said.
"Hee hee!" Then Zheng Hao, you sit here for a while, I'll go find the crew of this plane.
She stood up.
"Alright."
Zheng Hao nodded. He made way for Alura to come out from the seat.
Zheng Hao looked at Alura walking towards the flight attendant that was not far away.
She wanted to negotiate with the flight attendant first before she would have the chance to meet up with the other cabin crew and negotiate the purchase of the video.
Zheng Hao used another Shielding Spell to cover himself and Alura. The truth in Miller's seat.
In the eyes of others, there were still people sitting on the seats.
In fact, Zheng Hao had already left stealthily. He followed behind Alura and walked to where the two stewardesses were standing.
"Hello, Miss. May I ask if there is anything I can help you with?" An air stewardess looked at Alura. Miller smiled.
"My name is Alura. Miller, I'm a reporter for the BBC. Here's my card. Here's my ID. " Alura. Miller revealed his identity.
"Oh, so it's Miss Miller. Nice to meet you. May I know what business you have with me?" The flight attendant saw Alura. Miller was a reporter from the famous BBC, and his demeanor was even more respectful.
"Well, I'd like to know more about Superman's request for this flight to fly out of the fiercely hedging cyclone. I wonder if I could talk to the captain about it. I can pay a fee for an exclusive interview." Alura. Miller said to the flight attendant.
For valuable news, the right to pay for exclusive interviews was a common occurrence in the media of Western countries.
After all, money was used to measure everything.
It's very similar to our country's media outlets in the early years.
This is also to stimulate the enthusiasm of the interviewees, trying to dig out more details of the news, to do a better news.
"Good!" I can report to the captain, but I don't know if they will agree to accept your interview. As you know, the management of the airline is very strict. Under normal circumstances, if the company doesn't authorize it, the crew won't be allowed to accept the interview and release the news. " The flight attendant said.
"Okay, then you can tell the captain that as long as he's willing to cooperate with us for an interview, we can pay him two thousand pounds." Alura. Miller said.
Two thousand pounds was the equivalent of seventeen or eighteen thousand yuan.
There was still a small temptation to the money.
"Miss Miller, please wait a moment."
With Alura. The stewardess who spoke to Miller nodded at her and walked toward the driver's seat.
Zheng Hao followed him as well.
The air stewardess also had the standard gourd-shaped figure. She walked in front while swaying her body. Zheng Hao, who followed behind, felt that she was especially pleasing to the eyes.
The uniform was stretched taut on his body, his entire posture fiery hot.
Generally speaking, men have very low immunity to this kind of woman.
Zheng Hao rubbed his nose as he watched, he actually felt a bit itchy in his heart.
He had an impulse to go over and touch that perky butt that was moving around a lot.
He quickly shook his head and tossed this hooligan's idea to the back of his mind.
Zheng Hao thought to himself, no wonder he said that men get hurt when they have money. This was purely due to the fact that men with money naturally had stronger sexual desires. Moreover, they had the strength to conquer all kinds of women. Under such circumstances, most people wouldn't be willing to continue living a life of hardship for a woman.
Instead, he would be driven by the nature of planting seeds and leaving his descendants to conquer even more fresh and beautiful women.
He had this trend right now.
This is not good.
He knew.
But sometimes he couldn't control his restless heart.
The air stewardess in front of him swayed as she arrived at the driver's door. The door was open and a pilot was standing outside the driver's door.
"Marilyn, what are you doing here?" The pilot looked at the flight attendant's plump body and swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he asked.
"Johnson, there's a female BBC reporter who wants to interview John. She said she can pay 2000 pounds for the interview. Can you ask John if he agrees?" The plump air stewardess said with a charming smile.
"Is that so? Is there such a good thing? Could he actually earn two thousand pounds of extra money? I'll go ask my boss. " Johnson said.
He then shouted towards the driver's seat, "Chief, Marilyn came looking for you and even said that she had some good news for you. Look, are you willing to come out for a while?"
"What good thing? Was Marilyn trying to seduce me into bed? I've been lusting after her for a long time. " Captain John walked out of the cockpit.
The airplane was flying smoothly. He only needed to have a vice-captain to control the plane, so he didn't need to stay in front of the control panel all the time.
Captain John was a man in his thirties. He was tall and well-built, but a bit bald on the forehead.
After he walked out, he leaned against the door and lewdly looked at Marilyn, the plump air stewardess, and asked, "Marilyn, what's the matter?"
Marilyn treated Alura with respect. Miller's words were repeated.