The plane slowly descended along the runway and landed, while a luxurious motorcade waited at the end of the runway.
The moment the plane came to a complete stop, the motorcade slowly approached. A large group of highly prestigious gentlemen in Slem got out of the vehicles and waited quietly.
Some local reporters frantically pressed their shutters from a distance. One reporter noticed what was happening, then sold the news to more than a dozen colleagues for two hundred dollars.
This sort of behavior was extremely common in the journalism industry.
Not every exclusive story could maximize profits. Instead, selling less important exclusive news to other colleagues could earn a reporter a considerable sum!
"Who do you think they're waiting for?" one reporter asked while pressing his shutter.
"Are you joking with me, or has your pig brain stopped working?"
"They're obviously waiting for Mr. Lin Qi!"
"Look at who these people are. How could they possibly be waiting for some nobody?"
"They wouldn't even appear in such perfect formation if the governor came!"
"In Slem, only one person can make them pay this much attention and show this much respect. That person is Mr. Lin Qi!"
The reporter who had asked the question chuckled a few times without admitting that he had genuinely failed to guess. "Of course I knew it was Mr. Lin Qi. I was just joking with you!"
The other reporters exchanged knowing smiles, because some of them had also made plenty of guesses, and Mr. Lin Qi was not necessarily the one they had thought of.
Mr. Lin Qi had not announced that he would be coming to Slem recently, so they were not certain either.
But only a few people could create such a grand spectacle.
Apart from Mr. Lin Qi, there were also