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Fang Yang stayed in Sydney for three days, and Yang Liuyi also took leave almost every day during these three days, and did not return at night. With Jason personally asked, the training institution responsible for Luhang's further education over there didn't even dare to let out a fart, and as for the management personnel on Luhang's side, it was naturally a green light all the way.

However, the time to get together is always short, and Fang Yang has always remembered his own business, so after the two traveled almost all over Sydney together, Fang Yang finally decided to leave for Perth to settle the account with the poisonous scorpion organization a long time ago.

Regarding Fang Yang's departure, Consul General Liu Xinheng of the Chinese Consulate General in Sydney also breathed a sigh of relief. This man, who was more important than the old chief, stayed in Sydney, and as consul general, he was always restless, afraid that something would happen.

Liu Xinheng thought in a good mood: It's okay now, it's time to let Zhang Zhenyu's kid worry Zhang Zhenyu is the consul general of the Chinese Consulate General in Perth.

After Jason knew that Fang Yang was going to Perth to run errands that day, he not only arranged the yacht in Perth as soon as possible, but also prepared a private jet in advance. Originally, he was going to personally accompany Fang Yang to Perth, but Fang Yang was a little disgraceful this time, so he naturally declined politely.

Not only that, Fang Yang also asked Jason to give him an order, and after he arrived in Perth to receive the yacht, he would act alone, and no one should follow him and protect him. For Fang Yang, Jason naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly agreed.

At Kingsford Smith International Airport, a Bombardier business jet took off in the morning sun, Fang Yang sat in the luxurious cabin, looking at the smaller and smaller Sydney below, and a faint sense of parting rose in his heart.

It wasn't until the plane quickly climbed to the cruising altitude and began to fly flat that Fang Yang retracted his thoughts and began to look at the cabin layout of Jason's private jet with interest.

The interior of this Bombardier also has a strong "Jason style", which reflects luxury everywhere, but gives people a very shallow feeling, as if it lacks some connotation. To put it simply, it is a nouveau riche style that comes to the face.

The extensive use of expensive leather and glittering gold plating looks extremely extravagant, but the actual effect is not flattering.

However, Jason's private jet aroused a trace of feelings hidden in Fang Yang's heart, and he thought that he should also buy a private jet, so that it would be convenient to visit Yang Liuyi in Australia in the future!

Moreover, in his previous life, Fang Yang owned a Bombardier, which was more expensive than Jason's model. After being reborn, Fang Yang also suffered a lot, and now that he has come to the end of his suffering, Fang Yang also wants to relive the feeling of flying in the sky in his previous life.

It's impossible to fly a fighter jet, but it's okay to fly a civilian plane.

Retaking a pilot's license was a piece of cake for Fang Yang.

However, if you buy an airplane now, although it is not so much that you can't afford it, it will at least make the economic situation a little tighter. And after the plane is bought, the follow-up maintenance and operation costs are also a daunting figure for ordinary people. It can be said that even if the plane is parked there and does not operate, it is burning money every day.

Fang Yang looked at the white clouds outside the porthole, showed a hint of a smile, and said in his heart: It depends on whether this poisonous scorpion organization is on the road this time! If they had given me a lot of money, they would have booked the plane!

Because the aircraft is not in stock, and the high-end business jets are personalized according to the needs of customers, there is a problem of production cycle. If it is delayed for a while, Yang Liuyi will end his further studies, although Fang Yang bought a plane not only to travel between Australia and China to visit Yang Liuyi, but at least it will greatly reduce Fang Yang's sense of achievement.

The poor scorpion organization didn't know that they hadn't even seen the enemy's face, but their deposits in the Swiss bank had already been remembered.

The plane landed smoothly at the busy Perth airport, and there was hardly any circling waiting during the process, which can also be seen from such small details, Jason's influence in Australia is almost all-round, his private jet has to land, and even Perth's air traffic control has to be specially handled.

Whether in China or abroad, the privileged class has never disappeared.

Fang Yang personally went to the cockpit to express his gratitude to the two pilots, and then thanked the two flight attendants who provided him with meticulous air service, and then picked up his handbag and got off the plane.

As soon as he walked out of the airport hall, Fang Yang saw Wilson standing on the side of the road with his waist straight, and he couldn't help but show a wry smile, he explicitly forbade Jason to come to Perth with him, and this fat man sent his most powerful butler in advance, just to provide Fang Yang with meticulous service.

"Mr. Fang!" When Wilson saw Fang Yang come out, he hurriedly walked up and shouted respectfully.

At the same time, he naturally took the bag in Fang Yang's hand.

Maybe he knew that Fang Yang didn't like to be too public, so this time Wilson brought a black Mercedes-Benz sedan over and parked not far in front.

"Wilson, thank you for picking me up." Fang Yang said with a smile.

"You're welcome, Mr. Fang, please come here!" Wilson hurriedly made an inviting gesture and said.

Wilson took the lead and quickly walked to the Mercedes, carrying his bag in one hand, quickly opening the door with the other, and then placing his hand on the top of the door and down the edge.

Fang Yang didn't say anything polite to him, nodded directly, and then got into the car with a short body. After Wilson closed the door, he went around to the other side, opened the door, and placed Fang Yang's bag in the empty seat next to him. After doing this, he opened the passenger door and got into the car.

"Drive." Wilson commanded the driver.

The Mercedes started smoothly, and Wilson also turned around and asked respectfully:

"Mr. Fang, I have booked a hotel for you in the central area of Perth, would you like to go back to the hotel to rest first?"

"No need Wilson, let's go straight to the docks, I'm going to see the yacht right away." Fang Yang said.

For cultivators, even if they don't sleep for a few days and nights, it's not a big deal, now that they have come to Perth, Fang Yang doesn't want to procrastinate any longer, and wants to do his best to get things done.

Without any hesitation, Wilson immediately said:

"Yes, Mr. Fang."

He immediately instructed the driver to change course and head towards the dock where the yacht was parked.

"Wilson, everything I need, are you ready?" Fang Yang asked lightly.

Wilson immediately turned around and replied very respectfully:

"It's all ready, Mr. Fang, I've put them all in the yacht, and you'll be able to see them later."

"Very good." Fang Yang said with satisfaction, then closed his eyes slightly and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

It didn't take long for the car to arrive at a marina.

Fang Yang opened his eyes and saw that there were countless yachts within his sight, parked next to the dock in a neat and orderly manner, and the scene of large and small, dense and dense was very spectacular.

It is said that in Perth, on average, every four families own a yacht, which may not be obvious from the numbers alone, but when you arrive at this marina, it gives a very intuitive interpretation of this number.

The car stopped, Wilson quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Fang Yang, and said:

"Mr. Fang, please get out of the car, we have arrived."

Fang Yang got out of the car and took a breath of air with a slight smell of sea, and the gusts of sea breeze blew, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Wilson walked about fifteen meters with Fang Yang to a 200-foot-long Astonda luxury yacht, where a strong man in a black suit was standing by the yacht, and the gangplanks had been set up.

Seeing Wilson coming, the strong man hurriedly bowed down and shouted:

"Hello, Mr. Wilson."

"Hmm." Wilson nodded majestically and said, "This is Mr. Jason's honored guest, Mr. Fang from Huaxia. ”

"Hello Mr. Fang!" When the strong man heard this, he dared to slack off, and hurriedly bowed down to say hello.

Fang Yang smiled and nodded, and said:

"Hello."

Under the leadership of the strong man, the hull of the boat shook slightly, and Fang Yang and Wilson got on the yacht one after another.

The yacht still has a very luxurious decoration without suspense, and the nouveau riche atmosphere cannot be hidden.

The yacht is sleek and luxurious in its interior, with spacious sofas, beds, bathrooms, kitchens and more.

It seems that the yacht is supposed to be Jason's own, not borrowed by him. Fang Yang said in his heart that Jason's taste is really average, and it is not easy for others to imitate it.

After Fang Yang looked around casually, he nodded with satisfaction, and then said:

"Wilson, where are the things I need?"

Wilson hurriedly squatted down and opened the storage compartment on the floor, took out a camouflage tactical backpack from it, respectfully handed it to Fang Yang, and said:

"Mr. Fang, please take a look."

Fang Yang took the tactical backpack, opened it, and began to check the items inside one by one.

"Inmarsat phone, GPS navigator, electronic compass, ......"

After checking that it was correct, Fang Yang raised his head and smiled and said:

"Very good, that's all I need. Thank you, Wilson! ”

"Mr. Fang, you're welcome!" Wilson hurriedly said, "That'...... Shall we go back to shore and find a place to have lunch first? Mr. Jason has told me several times to greet you. ”

Fang Yang smiled faintly and said:

"Mr. Wilson, I have received my kindness, but I really don't have the heart to eat and drink now, let's go another day! I'll invite you another day! ”

"That'...... Alright then......" said Wilson, "Mr. Fang, don't you really need to keep the yacht pilot?" ”

Fang Yang shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Of course, I'm the best driver myself, so I don't need other drivers."

"Okay, then we'll quit first." Wilson said.

"Walk slowly."

Wilson and the strong man left the yacht one after the other, and before leaving, the strong man looked at Fang Yang who was sitting in the driver's seat curiously, as if he doubted whether Fang Yang would really drive the yacht.

Fang Yang started the yacht and sailed away from the marina under Wilson's watch, heading towards the open sea.

After getting out of Wilson's line of sight, Fang Yang's mind moved, and the small fire that had been holding back in the storage ring for a long time appeared out of thin air in the yacht wheelhouse