After saying goodbye to Ray, when Zhou Wang, led by the service staff, took Miss Yang into the VIP lounge, a group of chattering girls was already waiting there.
"Mr. Zhou!" x7
Wu Yanqiu, along with Endme, Sunny, and other girls, came up to greet him.
They came here by a private jet coordinated by Cui Yeqing from Feitian General Aviation. While returning, although Cui Yeqing also proactively asked Zhou Wang if he needed help, Zhou Wang thought it over and decided not to trouble him again, so he asked Ray to book the flight for him.
Coincidentally, it was also about time for Wu Yanqiu and the others to return, so Zhou Wang helped them book their flights as well.
"Mr. Zhou, I should transfer the money for the plane tickets to you. After all, we have company expenses to cover it, no need for you to bear this cost..."
As soon as she saw Zhou Wang, Wu Yanqiu quickly said.
Zhou Wang observed her expression. After that night, he hadn’t seen this group of girls again. Apart from knowing that Ji Xiaoxi didn’t want to deal with him temporarily, he wasn’t clear about Wu Yanqiu’s attitude.
But now it seemed, Wu Yanqiu’s demeanor was normal; she still showed him the same respect as before, with the standard attitude of a subordinate to a superior.
It made sense—Wu Yanqiu surely understood her position clearly. Besides, it should have been her initiative; it wasn’t really Zhou Wang’s business.
Hmm... the daily self-discipline of a scumbag.
As for Ji Xiaoxi, she was consciously or unconsciously hiding at the back of the crowd, not making eye contact with Zhou Wang, but her evasive attitude was already clear.
"No need, didn’t you just complain to me on the phone yesterday that the budget exceeded, and it would be hard to write the report when you go back?"
Zhou Wang teased, "Don’t tell me you’re planning to pay the airfare from your own pocket. Forget it, this amount is really nothing to me."
Wu Yanqiu’s cheeks turned red. Seeing her thoughts got seen through by Zhou Wang, she didn’t insist further.
Actually, she couldn’t really afford it either...
Even as a deputy manager of Wuyou, her base annual salary was around a million RMB, not to mention she was still in the assessment period with no serious income.
And the tickets Zhou Wang booked for them were not ordinary cabins, but first-class and business-class tickets with Air France.
Wu Yanqiu checked by herself; a first-class ticket was sixty thousand, a business-class was thirty thousand, and just the ticket money for the seven of them was already close to three hundred thousand RMB; the "company expense" was naturally a lie.
No matter how generous Zhang Shihao was, there was no way he’d let finance approve such an outrageous expense...
At this moment, seeing the topic coming to an end, the other girls also breathed a sigh of relief.
They were really afraid that Wu Yanqiu might suddenly reject Zhou Wang’s kindness and then take them to fly economy class...
For a flight over ten hours, who wouldn’t want to be comfortable?
Just the hardware and software facilities in this first-class lounge had already pleasantly surprised them, with even the cuisine being prepared by Michelin Chefs.
"Mr. Zhou, there’s still some time, can we go get a massage?"
Sunny boldly giggled and asked.
Zhou Wang had already heard from the service staff that the first-class lounge offered a complimentary half-hour massage or facial treatment, so he smiled and nodded casually.
"Of course, if you want to have a proper spa, that’s fine too, my treat. Just keep an eye on the time."
"Yay!"
"Long live Mr. Zhou!"
A group of girls cheered and went in droves to the nearby spa area.
"Mr. Zhou, you’re really spoiling them..."
Wu Yanqiu said helplessly.
"It’s not so bad, it doesn’t cost much. When not in the company, I’m actually quite willing to be friends with them..."
Zhou Wang lit a cigarette to himself, chuckling, but secretly grumbling in his mind.
They provided me with so many benefits that night. If it weren’t for worrying they’d misunderstand, I would have wanted to transfer money to each of them to show my gratitude. What does this little benefit count as?
Including the few plane tickets, Zhou Wang paid willingly... They truly deserved it!
An hour later.
Zhou Wang and the others, taking the VIP vehicle, boarded the large Boeing 787 airplane of Air France ahead of time.
This kind of large plane for international flights, each company’s region division is slightly different, but generally, it’s divided into first-class, business-class, premium economy, and economy class.
The so-called "premium economy" just means the seats are a bit more spacious than the usual economy class, with some improvement in service and view, generally used to attract passengers who are price-sensitive but hoping to improve their travel experience. Sometimes it also offers "priority boarding" privileges, which is a little money-making trick used by airlines.
To Zhou Wang, the target group for buying such seats feels a bit awkward, with a sense of "poor but pretending to be rich", of course, they themselves are definitely not aware...
The first-class seats have only eight in total, Zhou Wang managed to book four of them, and the rest were business class.
Of course, whether first-class or business-class, the comfort of riding is unquestionable. The girls were very excited and, quite consciously, gave the remaining two first-class seats to Wu Yanqiu and Endme.
As for Wu Yanqiu, it was understandable, as she was their leader. As for Endme, the other girls had a bit of a tacit understanding.
No one is truly foolish. Although Zhou Wang appeared to treat them the same on the surface, there was already a rumor within the company that Endme, who could secure an A-level contract designated for multi-million online influencers upon joining, was said to be linked with Zhou Wang...