Imperial Capital Airport!
The private jet apron.
Eight black sedans were parked quietly on the side of the road next to the apron.
Aside from the lead car, which was a Rolls-Royce, the rest were all top-spec Hongqi models.
"What’s going on, Old Jiang? How come you’re the official one picking her up?" Su Chen asked, a bit confused as he looked at Jiangyang, who had just gotten into his car.
"Why can’t it be me? I’m in charge on behalf of the National Museum, so why can’t I be the one to show up? Besides, you’re here too!" As he spoke, Jiangyang pulled a credential from his pocket and handed it over.
Su Chen glanced at Jiangyang, still a little puzzled, and took the credential from his hand.
He wouldn’t have thought much of it, but one look at the description on the credential showed: Researcher for the National Museum, and a high-ranking one at that.
"Is this thing real? No matter how I look at you, you don’t seem like an expert in this field," Su Chen said, flipping the credential over several times before confirming it was genuine.
"Hmph!" Jiangyang snatched the credential back smugly.
"Did you think people like us just coast through life, living off our fathers’ achievements?"
"I’ll have you know, buddy, I have a legitimate Ph.D. in archaeology—the real deal!"
Hearing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Su Chen’s eyes. The usually carefree and devil-may-care Jiangyang was actually so talented.
On second thought, it made sense. The more prominent the family, like Jiangyang’s, the more they valued their children’s education. Of course... there were exceptions, but they were a minority.
’Come to think of it, I only have a high school diploma. I should find some time to ask the universities in the Imperial Capital about correspondence courses or something. I should get myself a degree too...’
’Otherwise, if people look me up on Baidu or whatever and see my profile only lists a high school diploma, wouldn’t that be a huge embarrassment?’
KNOCK KNOCK~ Just as Su Chen was still thinking about how to get a degree, someone tapped lightly on the car window.
"Hm?" Seeing it was Chen Fei, Su Chen lowered the window.
"Sir, Miss Shuraya’s private jet has landed. It will be over here shortly!"
"Alright, I got it."
Su Chen nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Jiangyang beside him.
"Let’s go, Eldest Young Master Jiang!"
"No, at this moment, I’ll trouble you to address me by my title: Researcher Jiang!" Jiangyang said, smugly adjusting his collar.
Seeing Jiangyang act like this, Su Chen fumed internally. ’So what if you’re educated? Is that such a big deal?’
He opened the car door and got out, not even giving him a second glance.
As soon as he got out of the car, Su Chen saw a large private jet slowly taxiing to a stop at the parking position in front of them.
The cabin door opened, but the first people to emerge were not Shuraya, but several female bodyguards with sharp, impressive bearings.
They immediately took up positions on either side of the aircraft stairs, standing guard.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ These filthy rich folks are really something else. Private jets and personal bodyguards wherever they go. A setup like this is truly enviable!" Jiangyang remarked with some emotion.
After speaking, he seemed to remember something, and his gaze flickered over to Su Chen beside him, a hint of awkwardness flashing across his face...
It seemed Su Chen also traveled with a private jet and personal bodyguards.
At this moment, Su Chen had no time to waste on such trivial matters with Jiangyang, because Shuraya had just descended from the private jet!
She was wearing a turtleneck sweater paired with a wool blazer, with a snow-white fur coat draped over her shoulders, giving her an air of nobility and dignity.
"Mr. Su, I never expected you to come pick me up personally. I’m truly flattered!" Shuraya had originally thought she would be met by government staff; she never imagined Su Chen himself would come to the airport.
This left Shuraya a little confused. Wouldn’t a major figure like Su Chen normally wait to meet her at home or in a top-tier hotel?
What Shuraya didn’t know was that Huaxia is a society built on personal relationships, and something like a personal airport pickup was a gesture that demonstrated how much one valued the other person.
"Welcome to Huaxia, Miss Shuraya. This is the official representative, Jiangyang!" Su Chen said, greeting her while also introducing Jiangyang.
"Hello, Miss Shuraya!" Jiangyang’s previous playful grin was gone, replaced by an expression and posture that couldn’t be more serious.
Su Chen could hardly believe his eyes. He never thought Jiangyang had a side like this.
After a moment’s thought, Su Chen understood. Right now, Jiangyang was representing the country, so of course he couldn’t let outsiders see him as a joke in terms of his bearing.
After the brief introductions, Su Chen was about to invite Shuraya into the car to take her to her hotel to get settled.
"Mr. Su, please wait!"
Su Chen, who was just about to turn, stopped instantly. He looked at Shuraya with a puzzled expression and asked, "What is it, Shuraya? Is there something else?"
Shuraya nodded. "I also brought over a thousand lost Huaxian cultural relics this time, including two national-treasure-level pieces. They’re all on the plane."

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