Chapter 961: The Scum Of The Earth 

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

At first, everything went smoothly but the contradiction escalated after the plane departed and leveled off half an hour later.

Baili Shangxie twisted his little body coolly, then reached out and massaged Little Qingchen's ears.

The four reapers were tied up and seated in a row. No one could see them and it was an extreme torture for them. The stewardess in uniform began to deliver meal boxes to the passengers.

When she reached the seat of the foreigner, she politely asked in her broken English whether he would like to have a meal. The foreigner who was fiddling with his laptop rejected her with a big wave of his hand.

A youth with glasses by the side felt somewhat hungry so he ordered a set of beef noodles. He then opened the folding table behind the foreigner's seat and placed the plate on the folding table. He was holding a pair of chopsticks, however, the foreigner in the front had lowered down his seat, causing him to have a hard time eating his noodles. He had trouble picking up the noodles with his chopsticks, nor could he reach the noodles with his mouth.

Seeing this, the pretty stewardess advised the foreigner immediately in a friendly manner, asking him to straighten his seat for the convenience of the passenger at the back who was having his meal. Instead of adjusting his seat, the foreigner waved his hand violently and paid no heed to the stewardess. The pretty stewardess was slightly stunned, wondering if she did not make her words clear enough, therefore, she repeated it once again. "I said no! Do you understand?" The foreigner's voice became increasingly strident and he was being annoyingly uncooperative.

Helian Wei Wei who witnessed this scene, narrowed her eyes slowly, then spoke in fluent English, "This gentleman, although according to the International Aviation Regulations, there is no legal provision saying that you must straighten the back of your seat when dining in the aircraft, however, for the sake of the people around you, could you please..." This was a polite gesture from Helian Wei Wei. She had always been courteous when dealing with outsiders, although her eyes had already turned cold due to the attitude of this foreigner. After all, this was China, not the home country of that foreigner.

"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" The foreigner seemed to have hit his breaking point. He stared at Helian Wei Wei fiercely, "Get the person in-charge here if you want to argue with me, otherwise just mind your own business!"

He increased his volume again. The stewardess was slightly taken aback, she grasped Helian Wei Wei's hand with both of her hands. "It's okay, there's no need to make a scene." She then politely apologized to the youth wearing glasses, "I'm sorry, we are unable to provide our best services for you, your difficulty in dining is our responsibility..."

Before she finished her sentence, the foreigner stretched out his right arm and two fingers and waved to the stewardess, signaling her to come over. Then, he spoke to the stewardess in English, "Can you make sure that this person understood what I've said just now? It's my business and my own will to decide whether to put down my seat, there are no laws and regulations requiring me to do so. Go, translate my words to that person and make sure she understands."

"I understood, and I've heard it clearly." Helian Wei Wei's eyes squinted and looked daggers at him, "Your attitude is very impolite, and I can sue you anytime." "Do it if you dare. Show me what the f*ck you can do," his voice was deafening.

The flight attendant supervisor who was responsible for business class could only say to Helian Wei Wei, "Never mind, this is not a big deal. Let's just put up with this trivial matter, after all, we are on a plane...let's just forget it."

Helian Wei Wei could tell that the flight attendant supervisor was forcing a smile as she repeated herself many times.

It was up to the extent that Helian Wei Wei could sense the bitterness she was enduring.

Helian Wei Wei had boarded many planes before, be it domestic or foreign, and had performed countless tasks.

The foreigners she had met previously were all enthusiastic and polite, but this foreigner did not particularly treat Chinese as human beings.

Perhaps he relied on laws and principles, but his attitude made Helian Wei Wei know very clearly that he simply looked down on her; looked down on the young man with spectacles, and even the stewardess.

He was here to profit from the Chinese.

Since he is here to profit from us, then he is not our boss.

Is it because we treated them so well until they simply couldn't understand what respect and politeness are or is it that they couldn't care less about Chinese from the very beginning?

He was gesticulating with his hands and feet, and his actions were so dramatic and unbearable. If the same thing happened to the Chinese, will we be criticized by countless people for being uneducated?

In fact, it is clear that the one uneducated, not to mention rude, is who!

Helian Wei Wei was fuming this time. Although she did not show it on her face, the coldness that was brewing in her eyes made the two little kids fix their gaze at her.

Nevertheless, the person that came into view was not Helian Wei Wei, but Baili Jia Jue.

After all, according to the character of their Imperial Father, he definitely would not tolerate it if someone made their mother upset in front of him.

Strangely, how could their Imperial Father still not take any action?

Baili Shangxie raised his head again and glanced at Baili Jia Jue. He had that smile plastered on his face, with his thin lips slightly curved up. No hint of anger could be seen on his face. A business magazine was spread out on his legs. If his eyes were not set on the scene in front of him, most probably this would make people mistakenly think that he was not tuned in to the commotion just now, but in fact he had heard all of it loud and clear. His fingers were drumming on the magazine, and the smell of a devil surrounded him, leaving people feeling confused and ambivalent. Baili Shangxie scooched over and whispered, "Father, don't tell me that your heart has changed for the good?" "Father?" Baili Jia Jue seemed to be relishing the title. He traced his thin lips with his fingertips, then reached out and patted his son's head, as if he was patting a ball, "Baili Shangxie, how many times have I told you, don't fill your mind with such misconceptions. Trust your mother that she is able to solve such trivial matters herself."

Baili Shangxie raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "I believe in my mother, but not you." It was strange and unusual to be extremely honest.

"As a gentleman, even if you can no longer tolerate with some id*otic human beings, you have to give your partner the right to express her anger." Baili Jia Jue wiped his long and clean fingers, his fair side made him look like a vampire, from noble to elegance, yet with a bowed wickedness. "Go back to your seat obediently, this seat belongs to your mother."

Baili Shangxie was rendered speechless.

Helian Wei Wei certainly had her ways to do herself justice. She closed her eyes and kept pondering the reason the man was unforgivingly arrogant. As China had always upheld the principle of peace and harmony, and this principle was not wrong. However, if the man takes advantage of our kindness, then we have to make him understand that we are warm and friendly, but it does not mean that we are weak!

As a lawyer, Helian Wei Wei was highly aware that in China, the foreigners were not the same as the Chinese. They did not have to follow the Chinese laws, they just had to abide by the International ones. Perhaps this was the very reason why there were some scum that acted outrageously in China....

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