Golden Greenery

Chapter 1508

The flights coming from London and the portico bridge are connected steadily. The beautiful flight attendants of Polish National Airlines open the cabin door and take every passenger away with a professional smile. Today is 2009, Warsaw people are generally chicken thieves. The most popular temperament here is that they like to take advantage of small things. The flavor of small people is deeply rooted. Polish people are famous for their shortsightedness in Europe. You have to let them pay first to do business with Polish people. When sun Yumei first arrived in Warsaw, she encountered the black heart of the bad taxi driver.

A little girl with a soft and weak face in the East is sorry for her conscience in this line if she doesn't kill her. Originally, half an hour's drive from the airport to the concert hall, the dirty driver started to run in the opposite direction, making a big circle without entering the city.

But then again, taxi drivers at many city airports and railway stations have a bad reputation, including China, as well as Zhuoyang's hometown of Xi'an.

Xi'an old railway station is 5 minutes south along the broad and straight city road. There is a crossroad called dacha city. It's easy to eat and tear. Its name comes from the place where cattle and horses gathered in the Tang and Song Dynasties, and it is named "big grass market". There are several five-star hotels in the bustling neighborhood of Dachang city.

Once there was an old professor from other places who came to Xi'an for work. After getting off the train, he asked a taxi driver to take him to Dachang city. The second truck driver took the old professor to Xianyang for a turn, and it was two hours after he returned to Dachang city. The old professor of history and geography did not understand why it took so long. The driver said a very classic sentence.

-- dacha city and Xi'an city are two cities. Do you understand?

The incident triggered a major rectification of the taxi industry by the Xi'an municipal government. Since then, if there are any complaints from passengers, they will clean up the drivers first and stop the taxi for handling. In this way, the atmosphere is good. Zhuo Yang's home in Xi'an is not far from the city's taxi management office. Before he studied abroad, he saw two taxi drivers jump from the building because of the unreasonable punishment. A large group of enthusiastic citizens watched and cheered.

It's far away.

It's easy for people who don't know to be deceived by sun Yumei's sweet and pitiful appearance. This little girl is the sun nvxia that Zhuoyang all praises. It's a common thing to travel all over the country alone.

After discovering the bad driver, Yumei did not panic or get angry, but quietly took out her wallet.

"Brother, do you know Zhuoyang?"

It's nonsense. There are people in the world who don't know Zhuo Yang. So sun Yumei took out a picture of Zhuo Yang and her wallet and handed it to the driver.

"I'm Zhuoyang's sister! If I don't get to the Philharmonic Hall in 20 minutes, you will pay for your stupidity. "

Turning around, the taxi ran several red lights in the direction of the city center like a wolf.

This is the difference between Poland and other bad taxi drivers. When they are bad people, they have no temperament that bad people should have. They are obscene. They love making bad people but never have the courage to pay for the results.

Nineteen minutes later, the taxi stopped outside the music hall with the boiling white smoke, and sun Yumei swaggered down.

"Brother, send the bill to Warsaw Sound Association and they will settle it for you. Happy-new-year。”

Although affected by the little twists and turns, Yumei was very happy to see Zhuoyang at once. However, when she arrived at the Philharmonic Hall, Zhuoyang's concert had already begun. On the central stage, Zhuoyang is playing the magnificent "hero Polonaise". At this time, no one can disturb him.

Yumei and mark West are old acquaintances. She goes straight through all the hurdles to find mark backstage.

"Mark, where is the next door I'll go to the side curtain to have a sneak look at Zhuoyang. Don't disturb him Don't follow me... "

"Oh, rose You Don't go. " Mark did not stop one, Sun Yumei slipped toward the side screen.

On the next stage, the sound of the piano is melodious. Yumei has just come to the side curtain of the stage. However, as soon as she reached out, she froze.