After more than ten hours of flying, staying in a Gulfstream that felt like a palace above the clouds was naturally as comfortable as it got, aside from the rather monotonous view outside.
What you imagined powerful people to be like... flying all over the world every day, their schedules packed tight, seeming busy and exhausted.
What powerful people were actually like: meetings and rest were handled in one stop right on their private jets, with comfort no less than a luxury hotel suite. Once they landed, they could naturally attend business events anywhere, anytime, full of energy.
Now he understood why the wealthy favored private jets.
Time was money.
An acquisition deal could be wrapped up on the plane in minutes.
From night into day, after who knew how long, Zhang Yang sat reclining in a leather seat by the window, reading through reports. When he looked up, he saw the skyline beneath the distant clouds, bustling yet carrying a warmth that rushed straight at him.
He checked the live flight map.
After more than ten hours in the air, crossing continents and oceans, he had somehow returned to this sky once again.
Finally, he was back!
Yudu Jiangbei International Airport, business jet apron.
By the apron, several airport ground crew members in reflective vests were chatting quietly.
"Has there been some kind of conference lately? There are too many big shots. How many business jets and private planes have taken off and landed these past few days?"
"Haven't heard anything about a conference. Maybe it's some private gathering of big shots?"
As they spoke, a glossy Gulfstream descended with incomparable elegance from the distant horizon, slowing down before gradually coming to a stop.
"Another one!"
Both of them had their attention drawn over at once.
They knew