Chapter 113: Don't, It's Boring, It's Small and Slow

Zhang Yuanyuan didn't understand what it meant, so he took the rope first, and saw Yan Fuguang walk into the blind spot next to him, and motioned for her to continue.

She could only move forward in confusion.

It was okay at first, but it turned out to be less than ten steps, and when Durian stopped again and waited for Yan Fuguang to find out that she was not there, the situation was immediately different.

Durian first turned around in place, looked around, but didn't see Yan Fuguang anywhere, it had been very quiet, and suddenly began to meow, first confused, and then visibly angry, and still at Zhang Yuanyuan, as if blaming her for making Yan Fuguang disappear.

Zhang Yuanyuan shouted wronged: "Eh no, what are you calling me, it's not my fault!" ”

It wasn't until Yan Fuguang reappeared that Durian ran back to Yan Fuguang's feet, sat on the spot, and circled both of her feet with her tail.

Zhang Yuanyuan understood the meaning of durian, dare to love this guy doesn't like to go shopping, but likes to go shopping with Yan Fuguang!

She couldn't help but slander this thing as a white-eyed wolf: "Yes, I don't care about you, you just be your mom cat, hum!" ”

Zhang Yuanyuan pushed up the luggage and walked in front with an unknown tune, she was very good at thinking about problems from another angle, it was better not to like walking, which saved her a lot of trouble.

Downstairs is still the Maybach, and it is still the driver when Ji Yingzhou came for the first time.

He politely greeted Yan Fuguang, and then quietly sent the two all the way to the airport.

A handsome Gulfstream G650 on the tarmac is quietly waiting for its guests.

This is the first time Zhang Yuanyuan has seen what a private jet looks like up close, but in fact, the interior is not very luxurious, with a large area of milky white with deep and light gray, and the overall style is very business.

And the flight attendant is not Zhang Yuanyuan's fantasy of white skin, beautiful and long legs, but a woman in her thirties, no matter how she dresses or speaks and acts, she makes people feel capable and steady, which is very in line with Zhang Yuanyuan's impression of Ji Yingzhou.

"Hello Miss Yan, I'm Jiang Chanzhi, the flight attendant of this flight, welcome to board!"

The flight attendant bowed slightly and introduced with a smile: "This flight is expected to take one hour and thirty minutes, and it is expected to arrive at Hudong International Airport at three o'clock in the afternoon. ”

Yan Fuguang said softly: "Thank you! ”

"You're welcome, I wish you two a great journey!"

After a simple conversation, Jiang Chanzhi disappeared from the sight of the two, and would never appear without being summoned.

Although there was no one next to him, Zhang Yuanyuan couldn't help but lower his voice and said: "It turns out that the life of a rich person is like this, it's not the same as I thought." ”

Yan Fuguang put the durian on the ground and let it move freely, leaned back on the sofa and asked with some curiosity, "What do you think?" ”

"That's it, that's it...... Well, all sorts of drunken gold fanatics or something, you know, that's it, uh......"

Zhang Yuanyuan actually couldn't say a specific example, so he could only make a comparison.

Yan Fuguang could almost understand what she meant, smiled, and looked at the sea of clouds outside the window with a slight distraction.

"Actually, you're right, having money to a certain extent is a drunken life, and the most outrageous plot you can make up is just their daily life, and there are so many things you can't imagine."

Yan Fuguang's words made Zhang Yuanyuan a little shocked, she thought that Yan Fuguang would say that not all rich people are like this blabla, but she did the opposite.

Zhang Yuanyuan hurriedly said: "That season is always ......"

Halfway through speaking, she suddenly realized that she was still on someone's plane, so she immediately covered her mouth and leaned close to Yan Fuguang's ear and muttered quietly.

"Is Mr. Ji what you said?"

Yan Fuguang thought about it and shook his head with a smile: "No, unless I'm wrong." ”

Zhang Yuanyuan patted his chest, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good!" ”

Yan Fuguang was amused by her like this: "People love it as much as they want, what are you good about?" ”

"How can it be the same, after all, what are you and Mr. Ji, well, they just know each other, and the relationship is not bad, of course, it is better if he has no bad habits! Hey! As he spoke, Zhang Yuanyuan almost didn't come back, so he could only gag.

Yan Fuguang didn't delve into the meaning of her words, and when he saw the durian jump on her lap, he reached out and scratched its chin.

Durian purred comfortably, and the whole cat spread out directly, revealing a round belly, and pulled Yan Fuguang's hand to signal her to continue.

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at the appearance of durian and walked over to poke his belly: "You said that you have a little cat look, when you go to a strange place, you will lie down, you have no heart and lungs." ”

Durian ignored her, scratched the front and scratched the side, no matter where it was, just have Yan Fuguang.

Near three o'clock, Jiang Chanzhi reappeared, reminding them that the plane was about to land.

Zhang Yuanyuan stretched his waist and sighed sincerely: "Private jets are comfortable, do whatever you want, and fly faster than civil aviation." ”

"If you like it, work hard to make money, and just buy one yourself."

Zhang Yuanyuan opened her mouth wide, how can an assistant make money to afford a private jet!

It is estimated that even her life benchmark Duan Lang can't do it!

"It's impossible for me to make money in the next life, I can only rely on you Yan Yan, you work hard to make money to buy one, and I will be satisfied."

Don't, it's boring, it's small and slow.

Although Yan Fuguang didn't say what was in his heart, how could someone who had personally piloted a Star Destroyer look at a toy like a private jet.

The two came out of the exclusive terminal of the business jet, and two Maybachs were parked at the door.

Yan Fuguang found that Ji Yingzhou was too low-key, he didn't use any Rolls-Royce Bentley, and his official cars were all Maybachs, but I don't know if this was the case in his private garage.

Jiang Chanzhi accompanied the two all the way out and helped Zhang Yuanyuan put his luggage in the second car, but walked to the first car with Yan Fuguang.

Zhang Yuanyuan's face I understand, I understand, hehe smiled: "Then Yan Yan, you go back and rest early, see you tomorrow in the company." ”

Yan Fuguang nodded: "Send me a message when you get home." ”

Zhang Yuanyuan made an OK and got into the car behind him, and after a few seconds, the front of the car turned out and drove away from the terminal.

Yan Fuguang was about to open the rear door, when there was a soft sound, and the passenger driver's door opened.

looked down and saw Ji Yingzhou sitting in the driver's seat.

"Why are you here, not in a meeting?"

Yan Fuguang sat sideways in the passenger seat and looked at Ji Yingzhou, who he hadn't seen for more than ten days.

He seemed to have his hair groomed, looked a little shorter than before, and wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, a little more unpredictable than his usual calm.

Ji Yingzhou's voice was a little hoarse, but he still said with a smile: "It's over." ”

He had been in a video conference for more than five hours, otherwise he wouldn't have brought glasses.

"Is your throat uncomfortable?" Yan Fuguang said with concern.

"I said a few more words in the meeting, and it's fine."

(End of chapter)