They were to gather in New Luzhou, then fly from New Luzhou to Drake City.
It was a continental city relatively close to Antarctica. They would board a research vessel there and set off directly for Antarctica.
Lu Ao had never applied for the relevant visa before, but with Song Zhou's help, it came through quickly and was processed on time within the deadline set by the production team.
Everything was ready.
At ten in the morning on December 21, Song Zhou and Lu Ao drove to the airport and met up with the production team.
Most of the production crew had already arrived. They had access to a private VIP lounge, and when Lu Ao entered, the staff member assigned to liaise with him hurried over to shake his hand. "Mr. Lu."
Lu Ao shook his hand in return. "Hello."
The staff member looked at Lu Ao, then at Song Zhou. He formed a guess about their relationship, and his expression became somewhat complicated.
Lu Ao was one thing; the production team had investigated him and was relatively familiar with his background.
But Song Zhou behind him was extremely mysterious. His looks and bearing made it clear at a glance that he was no ordinary person. After one look, the staff member quickly withdrew his gaze, somewhat afraid of offending Song Zhou.
Lu Ao asked, "How long until we leave?"
"We depart at 12:05 sharp. Mr. Lu, have a seat for now. We'll be taking off soon."
Lu Ao nodded and went to the side with Song Zhou.
Seeing them standing side by side, the staff member tactfully left them alone.
It was still relatively early. Most of the crew had arrived, but none of the celebrities had shown up yet. The VIP lounge was fairly spacious, and everyone