"Ladies and gentlemen, please note, due to route turbulence, our plane is experiencing some bumps, please be seated promptly and fasten your seatbelts..."
Zhou Wang was startled at first, and when he looked up, both Cheng Yiyi and the chief flight attendant seemed calm, which immediately made him feel it was just a minor issue.
It couldn’t be his bad luck, could it? This was only his second time on a plane, and he ran into some incident...
At this time, Cheng Yiyi also slightly swayed as she walked over to check if the passengers in business class had fastened their seatbelts and helped everyone to put away their tray tables.
After completing her checks, just as Cheng Yiyi was about to turn around and sit back in her seat, the plane suddenly shook violently, causing the unsteady Cheng Yiyi to exclaim and topple over to one side.
Song Rui, whose eyes were fixed on Cheng Yiyi, brightened up and was about to catch her, but to his surprise...
Even though she was about to fall, Cheng Yiyi inexplicably managed to grab Zhou Wang’s arm tightly at the last second and didn’t fall towards him.
More than that, after Zhou Wang instinctively exerted force, Cheng Yiyi, without any delay, elegantly fell into Zhou Wang’s embrace.
Her navy-blue skirt and skin-colored stockings-clad legs parted, and in Song Rui’s breath-stealing gaze, she plopped onto Zhou Wang’s lap.
Cheng Yiyi seemed to have been quite frightened and, regardless of how indecent it seemed to be face-to-face with Zhou Wang, she directly reached out and hugged Zhou Wang’s neck.
"Weren’t you professionally trained as a flight attendant?"
Song Rui couldn’t understand, but after a thought, he figured Cheng Yiyi had just been working for over half a year and lacked experience as well...
Song Rui consoled himself this way, and even managed to force a smile at Zhou Wang, who was innocently looking back at him, indicating that Zhou Wang shouldn’t mind it.
What could Zhou Wang say but give a thumbs up, indicating his admiration, that his brother was grand and impressive, but... forget it, this couldn’t be a model behavior.
To Zhou Wang, he knew Cheng Yiyi did it on purpose, but for God’s sake, she came and sat on him; why was she shaking non-stop?
After about ten seconds, as the plane stabilized a bit, Cheng Yiyi, who had been burying her head, finally stood up, her face flushed.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhou..."
She apologized to Zhou Wang first, but there was an inexplicable hint of smugness in her eyes.
So, Zhou Wang, you’re not a saint when facing me, huh!
If Zhou Wang knew her thoughts, he’d probably be speechless, it was clearly him who took advantage, why was she the one feeling proud!
...
At 4:20 in the afternoon, despite a bumpy section, the plane still landed on time at Hang City’s Xiaoshan Airport.
"Mr. Zhou, Miss Xu, please take care!"
Under the greetings of several flight attendants and Cheng Yiyi’s inexplicable gaze, Zhou Wang and Xu Wenqian walked out of the cabin.
Leaving the comfort of the air-conditioning, the surrounding temperature obviously increased a lot. Even while still in the glass corridor, Zhou Wang vaguely felt the power of the sun.
"Damn, Hang City is that hot?"
Zhou Wang couldn’t help but grimace, having gotten used to the less obvious seasonal changes in Ming City.
Fortunately, thanks to Jiang Qingkui’s reminder, he had worn T-shirts and shorts in advance, layering himself like armor.
"Sister Qingkui is already waiting for us at the receiving area."
Xu Wenqian glanced at her phone and said in a low voice.
"Let’s go."
Zhou Wang responded, and with Xu Wenqian, they walked through the airport corridor to the baggage claim area.
Only then did Zhou Wang understand what the yellow tag meant; it turned out it said "Priority Disembarkation" in large letters.
This little privilege naturally saved time...
After getting their luggage, Zhou Wang and Xu Wenqian headed outside the airport.
Song Rui, being on the way, had been following them since they left the cabin, and was enthusiastically chatting with Zhou Wang:
"Brother, where are you headed, if it’s convenient, I’ll drive you guys, I have a friend coming to pick me up... In the evening, I’ve reserved a table at the Western restaurant near Wulin Square, waiting for Yiyi to get off work for dinner, do you guys want to join?"
Zhou Wang was used to his chatter and didn’t mind it.
He just waved his hand with a smile, "I don’t even know where I’m going, but someone’s going to arrange it for me... Thanks, man, you’re really nice!"
"Oh, what’s there to be polite about, brother, you said it’s your first time in Hang City, I’ve gotta show you around!"
Song Rui patted his chest, insisting on swapping contact info with Zhou Wang.
"Don’t worry, I’m very familiar with Hang City, and have plenty of friends here too. Let’s exchange numbers, and you can ask me anything...
As they talked, the three of them walked out of the "Domestic Arrival" exit, where across the fence, many people were waiting to pick up arriving passengers.
Among the crowd, the most eye-catching was a woman with a group of men.
The woman stood out for her incredible beauty, with a well-fitted professional skirt, coupled with a height of over 5’7", attracting countless glances.
As for the men, they were uniformly dressed in black suits and sunglasses, like something out of a movie, giving off a formidable vibe.
Before Song Rui could react, the woman, much more beautiful than Cheng Yiyi, had already bowed slightly to Zhou Wang, smiling as she said, "Mr. Zhou, thank you for your hard journey."
"Welcome Mr. Zhou to Hang City, good afternoon Mr. Zhou!"
At the same time, the group of men in black suits also bowed to Zhou Wang together, their voices impressively loud and synchronized, drawing around glances.
Just as Song Rui was slightly stupefied, Zhou Wang, with a rather twisted expression, had already walked over and asked Jiang Qingkui quietly, "What’s this all about?"
"It was someone sent by Young Master Zhang’s second uncle, I couldn’t stop it."
Jiang Qingkui clearly knew what Zhou Wang was thinking, and smiled with pursed lips, "He said since it was your first time in Hang City, he had to give you the most ceremonious reception..."
Was this considered ceremonious? Social death was more like it...
Zhou Wang’s mouth twitched when he saw someone nearby already taking out their phone to film the scene. He quickly signaled for Xu Wenqian to leave and didn’t forget to turn around to wave goodbye to Song Rui.
"Bro, my number is 189 with a bunch of nines, feel free to contact me!"
"Uh, oh, sure sure... Wait, what did you say your number was?!"
Once Song Rui came to his senses, he quickly waved too, just after being stunned, he exclaimed again.