Wang Ye turned off the engine and got out. Several attendants he had left in the capital came forward to greet him.
"Move everything from the trunk onto the plane. Be careful with it," he casually instructed.
Those were all things his parents had packed for him, so of course they could not be left behind.
Just as he was about to board, Wang Ye suddenly noticed that Han Xiaodan had not followed. Turning around, he saw her still standing there blankly beside the car, looking first at the gleaming silver Gulfstream business jet, then at the blond, blue-eyed Russians opening the trunk and busy carrying things—Wang Ye's attendants...
Clearly, the sight before her had completely confused her. She had no idea what was going on.
"Come on, get on the plane," Wang Ye called with a smile.
Han Xiaodan hurried over to his side and asked in a low voice, "This plane..."
"My private jet. We'll fly directly to Shenzhen on it later," Wang Ye told her frankly.
"And those... foreigners?" Han Xiaodan asked again.
"Oh, they're all my subordinates. Or employees, if you prefer," Wang Ye said casually.
"Huh?" Han Xiaodan was dumbfounded, unsure how to respond.
A private jet?
Foreign employees?
Things like that did not seem like they should have anything to do with an international student like Wang Ye!
Still dazed, she followed behind Wang Ye and boarded the private jet.
Once inside, Han Xiaodan found her eyes were no longer enough. Sitting in the broad, comfortable seat, she felt awkward all over.
Everywhere she looked was extravagantly luxurious, so dazzling that she could barely take it all in...
The interior decoration alone on Wang Ye's private jet had cost tens of millions of US dollars, almost as much as the plane itself. One could