This Cessna might not sound particularly renowned, seemingly nowhere near as famous as private business jet brands like Gulfstream or Bombardier. But in reality, the company had a century-long history and had deeply cultivated the light and midsize business jet market. It could even be said to be far ahead of the pack in this field.
Yes, the Cessna CJ4 business jet was a light business aircraft—the same model Eileen Gu had.
It was worth a little over forty million, less than fifty million.
Naturally, it could not compare with Gulfstream's large private jets that cost hundreds of millions and had ranges exceeding ten thousand kilometers. Its passenger capacity was not even half that of a Gulfstream G650.
But it was more than enough.
Although this Cessna could only carry eight or nine passengers, it was a private jet. How many people did he need to bring? Its range was only a little over 2,400 kilometers, but unless he was traveling from the northernmost to southernmost point of the country, or from east to west, it was sufficient.
With a business jet like this, traveling north or south in the future, taking off and landing within an hour or so, would naturally be incredibly convenient.
Chen Zhang's gift was both practical and perfectly suited to his tastes.
"All the aviation clearance procedures have been handled, and the ownership documents are right here." Chen Zhang smiled as he handed over the document bag. "Good brother, don't think it's too small. Please accept it."
Zhang Yang smiled and gladly accepted it.
Those large business jets from Gulfstream and Bombardier were exclusive to the ultra-rich.
How should he put it? He definitely was not an ordinary wealthy man anymore, but calling himself a super-rich tycoon still felt like he lacked a little accumulation