After spending two days at home, Qi Sheng and Tan Hua were still chatting enthusiastically whenever she had a break from work.
From time to to time, she would also probe, asking when exactly he would be able to come to Chengdu.
Qi Sheng was evasive every time, but in reality, he had already made all the necessary preparations.
He had already arranged for his car to be towed to Chengdu in advance.
The drive from Jia City back to Qi City had been utterly exhausting.
’I’m not short on money, so why put myself through that kind of misery?’
Qi Sheng went ahead and bought a ticket for a direct flight from Qi City to Chengdu, without telling Tan Hua in advance.
As for the car, it was scheduled to be delivered to the airport that afternoon.
That way, Qi Sheng could get right into his car as soon as he landed.
Now that he had money, Qi Sheng naturally wouldn’t be so cheap with himself.
He wasn’t about to fly economy; he went straight for first class.
Economy was 2,200, and first class was 4,400.
It was called first class, but on domestic routes with smaller planes, it was essentially just business class.
His mom drove him to the airport in her Buick, wiping away tears, reluctant to see him leave.
No matter how old her children get, in a mother’s eyes, they’re always her little kids.
Qi Sheng comforted her for quite a while before finally waving goodbye and heading through security.
The perks of flying first class weren’t particularly noticeable at such a small airport.
Still, it came with all the expected benefits.
For example, priority boarding and the patient, gentle service from the flight attendants.
The meals and drinks were also quite lavish.
’As expected, money really can buy happiness!’
Qi Sheng mused.
He watched as a flight attendant warmly offered him a thin blanket, worried he might get cold from the air conditioning.
Although the flight attendant was attractive, probably close to an 80-pointer...
...Qi Sheng wasn’t particularly interested. And the flight attendant didn’t seem too interested in him, either.
Judging by his clothes, Qi Sheng was utterly unremarkable.
He wasn’t wearing an impressive watch or decked out in luxury brands.
As for flying first class, who knew if he wasn’t just faking it to look rich.
The flight took off at 10:30 AM and had a nearly three-hour layover in Tianjin.
He didn’t arrive at Tianfu International Airport until 7:05 PM.
Qi Sheng had only brought a small suitcase.
He had spent four hundred on it, and its quality wasn’t bad.
It was packed with a few changes of summer clothes and some underwear.
’As for clothes and other things, I’ll just buy them when I get to Chengdu.’
’With money, you can live a stylish life anywhere.’
...
A tow truck had already been waiting at the airport’s arrivals exit for nearly two hours.
When they saw Qi Sheng approaching, the two middle-aged drivers quickly got out of the cab.
"Mr. Qi?"
"That’s me. Thanks for waiting."
Qi Sheng smiled and took out four red bills. "Here, buy yourselves some cigarettes."
"Thank you, Mr. Qi."
The two middle-aged drivers exchanged a glance and smilingly accepted the tip from their client.
’Rich people really are generous. A tip of 200 yuan right off the bat.’
"Mr. Qi, would you like me to back the car off for you?"
one of the more enthusiastic drivers asked, volunteering for the job.
"No, that’s alright. I can reverse it myself."
Qi Sheng smiled, got into the car, and easily reversed it off the truck.
"See you."
Qi Sheng rolled down the window to wave at them, then hit the gas and drove off.
"Tsk, a million-yuan luxury car. I wonder if the pretty girls in Sichuan and Chongqing will be able to resist that?"
The two men sighed, full of envy and jealousy.
They were all human, but they were just beasts of burden.
Meanwhile, that guy was enjoying life.
...
Chunxi Road is to Chengdu what the Bund is to Shanghai, or what Manhattan is to New York.
Among these, the IFS International Finance Center is located in the very heart of Chunxi Road.
An endless stream of tourists, a bustling and vibrant streetscape.


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