Last time, Ling Chen took a taxi to the airport by himself. This time, Ling Chen didn’t have to speak, so Nanyue General Hospital sent a BMW 7 to take Ling Chen to Nanyue Airport.

The flight to Xichuan City only takes place in the afternoon. Ling Chen didn't want to wait for a few hours, so he bought a flight ticket to Ningjiang Mansion.

As long as he arrives in Tianfu Province, he has many acquaintances and can send him to Xichuan City if he finds someone.

Moreover, there is no flight attendant at Star Airlines International who doesn’t know Ling Chen, and it’s disturbing that Ling Chen doesn’t want to take a plane.

In addition, by the way, the quality of the flight attendant in Ningjiang Mansion is compared with that of Star Airlines International.

The result disappointed Ling Chen. The quality of the flight attendant on this flight was more than one level worse than Star Airlines International. One even made Ling Chen wonder whether the current flight attendant's standards no longer need to consider their appearance or figure.

Among the few flight attendants, the most outstanding one is far from Su Jing's appearance, body, skin and temperament. Of course, the melon-shaped face is quite attractive, with pure air, and pure natural, much more pleasing to the eyes than those Internet celebrity snake-like faces.

Ling Chen just glanced at him casually, and now he wanted to go back to Xichuan City as soon as possible, and he definitely had no intention of picking up girls.

When I woke up in the morning, I finally gave an injured warrior acupuncture for more than ten minutes, which consumed some of Ling Chen's mental power. I just took advantage of the time I took the plane to squint and replenish my mental power.

But within two minutes Ling Chen closed his eyes, he heard an arrogant male voice cursing.

"What are you doing! I pay you so much every month, I can't even buy a first-class ticket!"

Um?

Ling Chen opened his eyes, who was pretending to be so pretentious?

What caught my eye was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a big back head that looked like a god of gambling. His suit was expensive, and he looked like a rich man.

Of course, those who get furious before they get into first class must be a good person.

From the tone of his speaking, he had to ask someone to do a flight ticket for him. I guess he was the boss of a company.

But, can’t you get economic class if you have money?

Brother Chen has a net worth of tens of billions, but isn’t he still in economy class?

Oh, no, the net worth of 10 billion was the past. Now Brother Chen has sold 24 more big pills, and one pill is 24 billion. With the original deposit, it is more than 40 billion!

Also, this time, the treatment of those injured warriors is very useful for treating the Big and Small Ding Dan, the Bone-Bone-Boiling Pill, and there is no reason to let Brother Chen bear it alone. I have to give it some, right?

After all, Brother Chen’s personal assets have exceeded 50 billion, close to 60 billion!

With a net worth of more than 50 billion yuan, no matter where or in which country, he is considered a rich man. Has Brother Chen been in first class?

Of course, everyone has different consumption concepts. It is his own business that the big back has special needs. Ling Chen will not be jealous just because he is in the first class.

Ling Chen was unhappy because he pretended to be too hard and was shameless!

I didn’t buy a first-class air ticket, so I only know now?

If you want to train an assistant or secretary, you should have been trained long ago, and you have to wait until you get on the plane before you yell?

Who are you yelling for?

Economy class is all poor, can you take first class alone?

Is there a sense of superiority everywhere?

However, Ling Chen would not argue with others just because the other party was pretending to be high-profile. What is Brother Chen’s identity? He is the chief teacher of the Chinese Martial Arts Association and may be the successor of the Ministry of War. He will reduce his value and be just like this pretending to be a lie?

Fortunately, the big back head has no endless outfits.

"Wait, wait until I come back, get out of here!" Big head said bluntly and hung up the phone.

"President He calmed down. All the first-class tickets for this flight were sold out a week ago. I can only feel wronged by Mr. He." A flight attendant wearing heavy makeup advised with a smile.

It seems that Mr. He is not a costume out of nothing. He used to be a regular visitor in the first class, and the flight attendant knew him.

"I went to Lun and negotiated some business with Daesen Group. I had already agreed. Philip of Daesen Group insisted on inviting me to visit Hyde Park, so I stayed for a few more days. I came back late and didn't even buy a first-class air ticket!"

He always talked to the stewardess with heavy makeup, but his eyes were deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the stewardess with melon-faced face.

After he said this, Ling Chen immediately understood.

Mr. He was so excited that he was not pretending to show the passengers, but came to the stewardess with a melon-faced face!

This guy has an idea about the melon-faced flight attendant!

He doesn't sit in first class and talks with Daisen Group about business. The people from Daisen Group still leave him to travel in Lun. Mr. He is awesome!

He is a rich man worthy of his gratitude!

This is not surprising. Star Airlines International flight attendants are all looking for rich people, and Su Jing is no exception!

Of course, when Su Jing and Ling Chen met, the Qing family was a pauper who had no money to open an extra room.

However, Mr. He only uses money to attract women. Don’t he think it’s too low-level?

But Ling Chen also admitted that in this era, men's appearance, knowledge and talents, and attractiveness to women are not as rich as possible.

However, what he could attract was a heavy makeup stewardess. The melon-faced stewardess should not look so materialistic.

As soon as Mr. He got on the plane, he shouted that it shouldn't be a day or two for the melon-faced flight attendant. The melon-faced flight attendant wouldn't be unaware of his identity. If he had been greedy for his wealth, he would have been taken down by him long ago.

As Ling Chen expected, the melon-faced flight attendant seemed to have not heard Mr. He speak, meticulously checking whether each passenger was wearing a seat belt correctly.

The heavy makeup stewardess said flatteringly: "Mr. He has discussed business cooperation with large foreign group companies. Your optical group is developing better and better!"

Unfortunately, Mr. He was all focused on the Guazi Face Stewardess. No matter how loud the heavy makeup stewardess' flattery sounded, he couldn't get any interest. Seeing that the Guazi Face Stewardess had no intention of paying attention to him, he had to sit down in disappointment.

A few minutes later, the plane took off on time, and when the plane stabilized, the flight attendant began to deliver meals.

The one who gave Ling Chen was the melon-faced flight attendant, while the one who gave Mr. He was the one who didn't meet the standards of appearance and figure.

Ling Chen, who was sitting behind Mr. He, didn't see Mr. He's face, could feel his depression that was permeating the cabin.

Ling Chen was so happy that he pretended to be depressed that he was happy and ate the plane meal delivered by the melon-faced flight attendant, while Mr. He was so depressed that he didn't want to move.

Sitting next to Mr. He was an elderly old lady. The old man was inconvenient to his hands and feet. He accidentally knocked down the juice. The cup fell down and happened to fall at Mr. He's feet. The juice splashed on Mr. He's leather shoes.
Chapter completed!