"The scheduled flight path for this private flight covers a distance of 8,268 kilometers. It is expected to fly for 9 hours and 55 minutes, and will land at Charles de Gaulle International Airport in Paris at 2:20 AM Beidou time..."
The flight attendant of the Gulfstream G550, following standard service procedures, smiled as she relayed the flight information to Zhou Wang and Miss Yang.
...This flight attendant was also fair-skinned and leggy, but compared to Miss Yang, the big celebrity, she seemed more interested in Zhou Wang. Her expressive eyes seemed to always try to connect when making eye contact.
However, considering that this was the private plane of some wealthy individual in Huaxia that Zhou Wang didn’t know, who knows what kind of person she really was to the owner. Therefore, Zhou Wang acted indifferently, waving her away after she served the drinks.
Actually, there was no need for her to broadcast the information; the real-time flight dynamics could be seen on the electronic display screen above the seat.
At that moment, the plane was traversing the Yanshan Mountain Range. According to the flight path, it would form an arc-like semicircle on the map, passing through Grassland Country, White Bear Country, and finally entering Europe.
It only needed to fly for 10 hours, which was even shorter than the 11 hours Miss Yang mentioned, much to Zhou Wang’s satisfaction.
The coolest thing is... there is Wi-Fi on the plane.
This meant that during the 10-hour flight, Zhou Wang didn’t have to sit idly like on domestic flights, limited to listening to music, watching movies, or daydreaming and sleeping. Instead, he could play on his phone without limitations, maintaining communication with the outside world.
Moreover, Zhou Wang had just tried it, and the network speed was almost the same as on the ground, with no lag even when streaming short videos.
This really was a cool thing.
Of course, Wi-Fi is not exclusive to private jets. In fact, most mainstream airplanes are capable of providing Wi-Fi, but for safety reasons, most domestic airlines have not yet offered this service, and if they do, it is only available at altitudes below 3,000 meters.
"Sister Mi, if you keep looking at me like that, I can only assume you’re trying to seduce me..."
Just after replying to Cui Yeqing’s WeChat, Zhou Wang absentmindedly looked up and saw Yang Mi, who was also holding her phone, glancing at him with an unclear expression. Zhou Wang couldn’t help but tease her.
Yang Mi hummed while holding her phone, "Zihan helped me discover a blind spot, Zhou Wang, you must have planned this all along..."
"What blind spot?"
Zhou Wang was taken aback.
"Zihan told me, if you hadn’t planned it from the start, how could you have applied for a visa to the Romantic Country in advance?"
"Visa..."
Zhou Wang was astonished. It was only then that he realized he seemed to have overlooked a very important issue.
The boarding procedures were handled by Feitian General Aviation staff upon his arrival at the airport, having received a call from Cui Yeqing in advance. As for Zhou Wang’s passport and ID, they were delivered from the hotel by Miao Ying. But what about the visa that needed to be applied for in advance?
In Zhou Wang’s memory, he had never been abroad, so he nearly forgot that traveling abroad necessitated a visa. Theoretically, without a visa, he wouldn’t even be able to board the plane...
"Then how do you have a visa for the Romantic Country?"
Momentarily unsure how to answer the question, Zhou Wang sent a message to Cui Yeqing to inquire while asking Miss Yang with a composed smile.
Miss Yang rolled her eyes at Zhou Wang, "In the brands I endorse, two have their headquarters in Paris. I frequently fly there to attend various fashion events, so I always apply for a long-term Schengen visa. Many artists in the entertainment industry do the same... I thought you knew!"
"How would I know..."
Zhou Wang shook his head, just as he was about to say something, a reply from Cui Yeqing came, surprising him as he lowered his head to read it.
Then, Zhou Wang rummaged through his Hermes Hac a dos bag and took out his passport. Miss Yang was intrigued by Zhou Wang’s actions, and when she saw the cover of Zhou Wang’s passport, she was first taken aback.
"No way, Zhou Wang, you actually have a diplomatic passport!"
Zhou Wang’s eyes were a bit dazed too. He hadn’t noticed before that after going through the [Time Gear], not only had the inside of his passport changed, but the worn-out cover had also quietly transformed.
The cover had turned a more vibrant red, the golden lettered "Diplomatic Passport" was now flashing with a certain brilliance.
Zhou Wang didn’t foolishly ask Miss Yang what a "diplomatic passport" was; instead, he researched it himself.
In simple terms, according to international and domestic law, holding this license means being recognized as an important figure or envoy, and official departments in other regions usually provide the holder with due respect, courtesy, immunity, etc...
This series of courtesies includes "visa exemption".
Of course, for such a special document to take effect, two regions must first reach a consensus.
And with Huaxia’s strength, without a doubt, the diplomatic passports issued by us can be valid in most parts of this world.
It was only then that Zhou Wang understood the reason he could smoothly get on this plane... it was a kind of happy accident.
"Can I take a look?"
Miss Yang, having rarely seen such a special document, asked with interest.
But Zhou Wang did not hand it to her, because if Miss Yang saw the dense records in the passport, she would probably be curious and ask incessantly, but Zhou Wang didn’t feel like crafting another story to explain.
"Stingy!"
Yang Mi snorted lightly and went back to chatting with Zhou Zihan. Judging by her rapid typing speed, she’s probably gossiping about Zhou Wang.