"The scheduled flight path for this private flight covers a distance of 8,268 kiloters. It is expected to fly for 9 hours and 55 minutes, and will land at Charles de Gaulle International Airport in Paris at 2:20 AM Beidou ti..."
The flight attendant of the Gulfstream G550, following standard service procedures, smiled as she relayed the flight information to Zhou Wang and Miss Yang.
...This flight attendant was also fair-skinned and leggy, but compared to Miss Yang, the big celebrity, she seed more interested in Zhou Wang. Her expressive eyes seed to always try to connect when making eye contact.
However, considering that this was the private plane of so wealthy individual in Huaxia that Zhou Wang didn’t know, who knows what kind of person she really was to the owner. Therefore, Zhou Wang acted indifferently, waving her away after she served the drinks.
Actually, there was no need for her to broadcast the information; the real-ti flight dynamics could be seen on the electronic display screen above the seat.
At that mont, the plane was traversing the Yanshan Mountain Range. According to the flight path, it would form an arc-like semicircle on the map, passing through Grassland Country, White Bear Country, and finally entering Europe.
It only needed to fly for 10 hours, which was even shorter than the 11 hours Miss Yang ntioned, much to Zhou Wang’s satisfaction.
The coolest thing is... there is Wi-Fi on the plane.
This ant that during the 10-hour flight, Zhou Wang didn’t have to sit idly like on dostic flights, limited to listening to music, watching movies, or daydreaming and sleeping. Instead, he could play on his phone without limitations, maintaining communication with the outside world.
Moreover, Zhou Wang had just tried it, and the network speed was almost the sa as on the ground, with no lag even when streaming short videos.
This really was a cool thing.
Of course, Wi-Fi is not exclusive to private jets. In fact, most mainstream airplanes are capable of providing Wi-Fi, but for safety reasons, most dostic airlines have not yet offered this service, and if they do, it is only available at altitudes below 3,000 ters.
"Sister Mi, if you keep looking at like that, I can only assu you’re trying to seduce ..."
Just after replying to Cui Yeqing’s WeChat, Zhou Wang absentmindedly looked up and saw Yang Mi, who was also holding her phone, glancing at him with an unclear expression. Zhou Wang couldn’t help but tease her.
Yang Mi humd while holding her phone, "Zihan helped discover a blind spot, Zhou Wang, you must have planned this all along..."
"What blind spot?"
Zhou Wang was taken aback.
"Zihan told , if you hadn’t planned it from the start, how could you have applied for a visa to the Romantic Country in advance?"
"Visa..."
Zhou Wang was astonished. It was only then that he realized he seed to have overlooked a very important issue.
The boarding procedures were handled by Feitian General Aviation staff upon his arrival at the airport, having received a call from Cui Yeqing in advance. As for Zhou Wang’s passport and ID, they were delivered from the hotel by Miao Ying. But what about the visa that needed to be applied for in advance?
In Zhou Wang’s mory, he had never been abroad, so he nearly forgot that traveling abroad necessitated a visa. Theoretically, without a visa, he wouldn’t even be able to board the plane...
"Then how do you have a visa for the Romantic Country?"
Montarily unsure how to answer the question, Zhou Wang sent a ssage to Cui Yeqing to inquire while asking Miss Yang with a composed smile.
Miss Yang rolled her eyes at Zhou Wang, "In the brands I endorse, two have their headquarters in Paris. I frequently fly there to attend various fashion events, so I always apply for a long-term Schengen visa. Many artists in the entertainnt industry do the sa... I thought you knew!"
"How would I know..."
Zhou Wang shook his head, just as he was about to say sothing, a reply from Cui Yeqing ca, surprising him as he lowered his head to read it.
Then, Zhou Wang rummaged through his Hers Hac a dos bag and took out his passport. Miss Yang was intrigued by Zhou Wang’s actions, and when she saw the cover of Zhou Wang’s passport, she was first taken aback.
"No way, Zhou Wang, you actually have a diplomatic passport!"
Zhou Wang’s eyes were a bit dazed too. He hadn’t noticed before that after going through the [Ti Gear], not only had the inside of his passport changed, but the worn-out cover had also quietly transford.
The cover had turned a more vibrant red, the golden lettered "Diplomatic Passport" was now flashing with a certain brilliance.
Zhou Wang didn’t foolishly ask Miss Yang what a "diplomatic passport" was; instead, he researched it himself.
In simple terms, according to international and dostic law, holding this license ans being recognized as an important figure or envoy, and official departnts in other regions usually provide the holder with due respect, courtesy, immunity, etc...
This series of courtesies includes "visa exemption".
Of course, for such a special docunt to take effect, two regions must first reach a consensus.
And with Huaxia’s strength, without a doubt, the diplomatic passports issued by us can be valid in most parts of this world.
It was only then that Zhou Wang understood the reason he could smoothly get on this plane... it was a kind of happy accident.
"Can I take a look?"
Miss Yang, having rarely seen such a special docunt, asked with interest.
But Zhou Wang did not hand it to her, because if Miss Yang saw the dense records in the passport, she would probably be curious and ask incessantly, but Zhou Wang didn’t feel like crafting another story to explain.
"Stingy!"
Yang Mi snorted lightly and went back to chatting with Zhou Zihan. Judging by her rapid typing speed, she’s probably gossiping about Zhou Wang.
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