On the private jet flying direct from Beijing to Magic City, Zhang Yang gave the two young flight attendants a proper taste of what an airborne Ferrari felt like.
As cabin crew, they had naturally flown on civilian airliners countless times.
But this kind of extravagantly luxurious private jet was truly their first experience. In terms of sheer sensation, it was far beyond merely breathtaking.
Zhang Yang's reputation was naturally limited to the upper circles.
Put plainly, only people of a certain standing knew of President Zhang. Ordinary people naturally had no idea who he was... In terms of household-name recognition alone, he naturally could not compare to those veteran tycoons constantly featured in the news.
The two young flight attendants knew Zhang Yang was incredibly rich, but they truly had not known that he was rich to such an unfathomable extent...
"Zhang Yang, so your financial resources... actually..." Liu Chang sat by the window, her little mouth too stunned to close.
"Let's not talk about that." Zhang Yang smiled. "Can you adapt to the work environment?"
The two young flight attendants hurriedly nodded.
What a joke...
What kind of heavenly work environment was this?
Unlike corporate jet attendants, they were private jet attendants. They only needed to serve Zhang Yang alone.
And the benefits were this good.
Who wouldn't want that?
"Good. Since there's no problem, I'll make arrangements later." Zhang Yang looked the two young flight attendants over. "Shouldn't you get into work mode ahead of time?"
The two young flight attendants immediately understood.
"President Zhang, what would you like to drink?"
"Are your shoulders sore? Shall we give you a massage?"
Zhang Yang smiled, resting his head lightly against something soft as he felt the caress of delicate hands, while looking at the pretty face tilted up