When he heard "many people", Victor frowned. "I hate going to crowded places."
"Mr. Donald, please bear it...the organizer is your father's good friend, we can't embarrass him..."
Kane is bitter on the side. "Just think of it as for President Borris."
"Why aren't you my dad's assistant? You can work for him every day." Victor glanced at him. "If you would think of my dad so much."
Kane said nothing. After a while, he murmured, "I wanted to maintain your father's previous interpersonal relationship, and it won't do you any harm..."
"Fine."
Victor sneered. "I don't really blame you. Well, it's almost time, get on the plane."
He went to the business class. Not many people rushed to queue up for the entrance there. After entering, Victor paused.
The stewardess at the door smiled at him, staring him. She asked carefully, "Mr. Donald, is there anything for me to help?"
Victor whispered, "Why..."
His heart beat faster?
He seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked back. The rest were the faces of middle-aged men, who were also in business, carrying satchels, or computers.
Mostly rich people choose the business class.
"Illusion."
He said to himself, and then sat down. He slightly pressed down the brim of the cap to cover his face.
"So handsome..."
"I know he's handsome with one sight on his chin."
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