460 Secrets of Skies !
In the end, Xiao Ai pondered the nature of Liu Yong's private jet, conceiving it to be of a specific compact variety, possibly not ascending to the echelons of a Gulfstream just yet. Under the adept guidance of the airport staff, she embarked on a journey that defied her historical experiences. For the first time, she bypassed the interminable waits in terminal halls.
"It's an absolute marvel having one's own private jet. Even if it's on the smaller side, it's incredibly convenient. No more fretting over security checks and endless waits," she mused with a hint of excitement, the thrill resonating in her voice.
"Follow me," the airport staff guided her towards a colossal 777 aircraft, broadcasting its grandeur.
Upon witnessing the immense plane, Ai Lan was momentarily dazed, her senses adrift in awe. She was utterly stunned, her gaze fixated on the imposing aircraft, the logo of Universal Enterprise Group emblazoned boldly upon its fuselage.
"I recognize this plane; I've heard about it!" she silently exclaimed. This aircraft, she knew, belonged to the upper echelons of private jets in the country. Rumors whispered of its extreme opulence, an authentic airborne palace.
However, the plane bore the logo of Universal Enterprise Group. Did Mr. Liu intend to fly it to Lhasa?
A labyrinthine puzzle took root in Ai Lan's mind, and enlightenment finally dawned as she neared the plane.
"Good heavens!" Ai Lan gasped, her hand instinctively covering her mouth to muffle her astonishment. She recollected that Liu Yong held the reins at Universal Enterprise Group.
Her excitement momentarily hindered her ability to board. It wasn't until she set foot on the plane and beheld its sumptuous design and décor that the reality of the situation sank in.
Her heart raced as she gingerly eased into the plush, spacious seat. She dared not move but let her eyes roam, each new sight a revelation that further astounded her.
The luxury within the plane surpassed her wildest imaginings. Time seemed to stand still as she reveled in the extravagant surroundings.
Moments later, there was a commotion outside, and Liu Yong and Li Changle made their way onto the plane.
Ailan sprang to her feet, enthusiasm bubbling over. "Brother Liu, Sister Le, hello!"
Liu Yong, devoid of airs and like a friendly neighbor, responded warmly, "Xiao Ai, it's been quite some time."
"Not really, I just arrived not long ago," Ai Lan replied. "Brother Liu, I never imagined you were the big boss of Universal Enterprise Group. You're incredibly low-key."
Liu Yong offered a humble smile. "Just treat me as an ordinary person. Enjoy your trip; don't worry about expenses. Have fun and relax."
Ai Lan readily agreed, "Absolutely, I'll take care of everything."
After a brief exchange, Ai Lan ventured, "Brother Liu, may I take some photos? I'd like to share them with my colleagues."
"Of course, feel free to take all the pictures you want," Liu Yong granted.
Overjoyed, Ai Lan snapped away with her phone, capturing at least twenty shots within the plane. With trembling hands, she told her work group: "Our 12-day Tibet journey has commenced, and I'm traveling on Brother Liu's private jet for the first time. I'm thrilled and elated. Stay tuned for more photos."
She shared all the images she'd captured with her colleagues at the youth travel agency, where everyone was abuzz with activity. Summer vacation had kicked in, thrusting the tourism industry into a frenzy of activity.
The first to catch sight of the group's activity was Li Dongdong. After answering a call and taking a sip of water, she checked her phone for a spare moment.
"Everyone, check the work group," she exclaimed, her surprise evident. "My goodness, look at this luxurious private jet!"
Just as they puzzled over this subaqueous anomaly, a shout rang out, "Look, what is that!"
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All eyes turned toward the source of the commotion. What they beheld left them stunned and Others followed suit, and the group came alive with incredulity.
"What an opulent private jet! This goes beyond imagination!"
"Who are these guests that Xiao Ai brought? Not only a private jet, but a large one at that!"
"I'd bet there are no more than three of these private jets in the whole country."
"If I could bring such guests, I'd forego my tour guide fee. Just flying in this jet would suffice!"
"Ai Lan is living the dream! I can only be envious and jealous."
The excitement in the group escalated, prompting someone to nudge Sister Zhao to check the group.
Zhao Yanhong, bewildered, opened the work group and observed its contents, and her reaction was nothing short of astonishment. Her mouth hung agape like an acupuncture point had been hit, rendering her motionless.
She couldn't snap out of it for quite some time.
At that moment, she fully comprehended that the young couple who had visited days ago hadn't been fabricating tales. They indeed owned a private jet, not just any, but a grand and expansive one that resembled a mobile palace.
Meanwhile, Manager Du was disturbed by the escalating commotion. He expressed his displeasure, "What's all this? It's working hours; show some decorum!"
Someone explained, "Mr. Du, check the work group; Ailan has shared numerous photos."
Manager Du, intrigued, fished out his phone and checked the group. He was astounded.
"Good heavens! Not only does Mr. Liu possess a private jet, but it's also this colossal and luxurious. Remarkable! What's his identity? Surely, he's no ordinary person."
He promptly contacted Ai Lan, inquiring about Mr. Liu's identity and the high-end private jet. Ai Lan promptly responded, revealing that Mr. Liu was the CEO of Universal Enterprise Group.
The revelation left Manager Du utterly flabbergasted. He muttered to himself, "No wonder... no wonder." He instructed Ai Lan to extend the utmost hospitality to Mr. Liu, treating him as the most distinguished guest of their travel agency.
Meanwhile, conversations continued to buzz in the work group, and colleagues reveled in pride, grateful that Liu Yong had chosen their travel agency.
However, one person remained conspicuously silent and regretful – Zhao Yanhong.
Somewhere else, in the South Atlantic Ocean, a warship flying the flag of country M navigated the waves. A sense of unease overcame many onboard.
The captain of country M voiced his concern, "What's happening?"
A report came in, "Captain, there seems to be movement beneath our ship."
"Yes, there's definitely movement," another confirmed.
Just as they puzzled over this subaqueous anomaly, a shout rang out, "Look, what is that!"
All eyes turned toward the source of the commotion. What they beheld left them stunned and horrified.
They bore witness to a sight unlike anything they had ever seen.
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