After silently scolding the clueless little assistant, Zhou Wang sat down at the dining table. With Yun Rou’s exclamation, he directly pulled her onto his lap.
"Alright, I’ll try... but you have to feed ."
With her cheeks flushed, Yun Rou didn’t refuse. She picked up so rice noodles with chopsticks, cooled it by blowing it at Yan Hong’s lips, and then turned to feed it to Zhou Wang.
"Feed with your mouth."
Zhou Wang said, pushing the limits.
Of course, it was a joke... although Yun Rou still wouldn’t refuse him, if they ate like this, who knows when breakfast would end.
So after teasing Yun Rou for a bit, Zhou Wang let her go and picked up the chopsticks himself to eat.
After breakfast, with the help of Yun Rou and Yun Lan, Zhou Wang finished grooming, drying, and other morning routines. He put on the custom Brioni suit delivered yesterday and confird his dashing look was still in check before calling Huang Duming to bring the car downstairs to wait for him.
"Hey, Sister Ran, have you arrived at Wanliu Academy yet? Alright, connect with the property managent first and make sure I can sign the contract directly when I arrive... Also, the Pharmaceutical Inspection Institute’s results are due today, right? Good, push them again..."
Zhou Wang’s schedule today was exceptionally tight, but for him, it might be a day of great significance.
Before leaving, Zhou Wang thought for a mont and decided not to go through Xu Wenqian, instead transferring ten thousand to each of the Yun sisters, considering it a bonus.
...
Four o’clock in the afternoon.
Beidou Daxing Airport.
A Legasey 650 jet, painted in enchanting blue and manufactured by Embraer, landed smoothly on the airport runway.
After the plane stopped, the cabin door opened quickly, and an extendable staircase was deployed. Amid the farewell smiles of a tall, pretty flight attendant, the sunglasses-wearing Young Master Zhang was the first to walk out.
Zhang Zhiyuan stretched in the cool autumn air, and at this mont, a head popped up from behind, asking, "How is it, Brother Yuan, is it cold?"
"Not bad, Beidou’s weather is nice today. I say, Yiming, weren’t you boasting about being a Northerner? Why, afraid of the cold?"
"I am originally from the North, but I didn’t actually grow up there. Unlike you, who were dug out of the real northeastern snowy mountains... Damn, wearing just sleeves in this ten-degrees weather, you’re not afraid of freezing?"
Tang Yiming cursed and finally exited the cabin, but as the cold autumn wind hit him, he shivered slightly even while wrapped in his jacket.
"Damn, the clothes weren’t enough, it’s really damn cold!"
"Brother Yiming, I already told you to wear thermal underwear before coming. Haha, who told you not to listen to ..."
Already equipped with thermal wear and a large windbreaker, Shao Xiaoqi grinned mischievously as he followed Tang Yiming out.
Seeing Shao Xiaoqi wrapped up so snugly, Zhang Zhiyuan and Tang Yiming were sowhat speechless.
"Xiao Qi, you’re the most ridiculous! Aren’t you a Northerner too? How are you more afraid of the cold than I am?"
"Nonsense, my hotown Yancheng only looks Northern. According to geography, it’s real Southern, okay? No heating at all..."
Shao Xiaoqi muttered, "If I weren’t afraid of the cold, why would I go to your Yunan Province to escape the winter?"
"Alright, stop with the nonsense... Where’s Old Ruan and the others, why aren’t they out yet?"
"Here they co..."
Hearing Zhang Zhiyuan’s question, Cheng Qing, Ruan Jinghong, and Zhou Yiquan finally erged from the passageway, having clearly added layers after realizing the situation.
Seeing everyone had finally gathered, Zhang Zhiyuan led the group down the staircase. Below, two rcedes business cars were already parked, and a middle-aged man in a suit, who had been waiting for a while, greeted them with a broad smile.
"Good afternoon, everyone, I’m Cui Yeqing, the business manager of Feitian General Aviation."
"Hello, Manager Cui, I’m Zhang Zhiyuan, the one who spoke with you on the phone. They are all friends of mine and Zhou Wang’s..."
Zhang Zhiyuan smiled, shook hands with Cui, and introduced the others simply.
"Hello, hello, any friends of Mr. Zhou are friends of mine, Mr. Cui. How was everyone’s experience on this flight?"
"Flying on a private jet, what wouldn’t satisfy us?"
Laughing at Cui Yeqing’s warm greeting, Zhang Zhiyuan responded on behalf of the group and then asked after another handshake, "Where is Zhou Wang now?"
"Mr. Zhou is extrely busy today, so he asked to welco you on his behalf. I hope you don’t mind..."
"Haha, Manager Cui surely jests. With our relationship with Brother Dog, how could we possibly bla him? I know he must be busy today, I just ant if there’s anything we could help with..."
"Exactly, exactly, he’s our uncle, no need for him to greet us, right?"
Shao Xiaoqi said nonchalantly, "Manager Cui, hurry up and take us to the club. As juniors, we ought to support him and greet the guests, right?"
Zhou Wang is...your uncle?
Cui Yeqing was montarily bewildered, glanced at the group with an odd look.
Zhang Zhiyuan couldn’t help but twitch his mouth, and aside from the already ntally prepared Cheng Qing, everyone else had a similar reaction. Zhang Zhiyuan signaled Tang Yiming to quickly shut Shao Xiaoqi’s mouth, coughing a few tis to cover the sudden awkwardness.
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