Nauritus City International Airport in Somerland.
Gulfstream G500, one of the only two private planes of this model in the whole world, landed gracefully on the airport runway.
Many tourists and even the airport employees looked at the unfamiliar-looking aircraft curiously.
Only pilots, who often kept up with the current news about aircrafts, were able to recognize the aircraft’s origin.
“F*ck me, look at that, Brett. Isn’t that the Gulfstream G500 we saw in the pilot magazine the other day?”
In the cockpit of a Boeing plane that was about to taxi to the runway, the co-pilot stared and exclaimed at the Gulfstream G500, which had just landed on the runway and was about to enter the apron.
Brett, the pilot, immediately turned over to look and recognized the private plane at first glance. He said while drooling, “Are you kidding me? This aircraft has just obtained the sales permit but someone has already bought it? Could this be Gulfstream’s test flight flown by their own employees?”
“Have you ever seen a foreign private plane flying to Somerland for a test flight? It must be a new aircraft that a super-rich boss just bought,” the co-pilot said as though he knew this very well.
“Damn. These rich people are just dope, purchasing a plane as soon as it’s listed in the market. How much does this cost…”
“Money isn’t the main thing here but that person’s network. It’s crazy to think how broad this person’s network is to be able to buy a private plane immediately after it’s listed,” the co-pilot said enviously.
Under countless envious gazes, the Gulfstream slowly came to halt at the tarmac. Jasper disembarked the plane first.
Jasper did not have the mood nor the time to appreciate the fact that he had returned to his country. He headed straight to Wendy who was already waiting there.
“What’s wrong?” Jasper asked with a sullen expression.
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