I don’t know if airports are the same everywhere. Anyway, at White City Fengyi Airport, you only needed to arrive 20 minutes early to catch a private jet.
So, to Zhou Wang, it felt like he had never taken a flight that didn’t involve some waiting. They were only in the VIP lounge for about 10 minutes before they got ready to board.
Instead of a basic shuttle, they took an internal VIP car... Actually, it was just a 7-seat Toyota Coaster with "VIP" marked in English on the front. The experience couldn’t really be called luxurious, as the car’s features were far inferior to the one Zhou Wang drove down from Ming City, but it was definitely more comfortable than a shuttle.
Zhou Wang remembered hearing a phrase before, "The airport is the place that best reflects the social class." There were VIP and regular pathways, VIP and regular lounges, and even the shuttles differed between VIP and ordinary cars. Even when you boarded the plane, your seat still determined your status...
Although many online refuted, "Something you can buy with money isn’t called social class," to be fair, having money might not truly elevate your social class, but it certainly allowed you to see the scenery above many social classes.
For example, at this moment, Zhou Wang sat in the Coaster, realizing that viewing the airport tarmac from this angle did indeed provide a subtle feeling.
No need to delve into the specifics, but in summary... it was quite easy to feel inflated.
Accompanying Zhou Wang were three girls. Miao Ying wasn’t reacting much; she had seen the world, and her nature made it difficult for anything to truly move her. Yun Rou and Yun Lan showed their excitement much more noticeably, whispering and occasionally taking photos with their phones...
Perhaps sensing Zhou Wang’s gaze, Yun Rou wasn’t affected, but Yun Lan seemed quite embarrassed. "I’m sorry, Mr. Zhou, this, this is my first time flying..."
"No need to be embarrassed. I haven’t flown much either."
Zhou Wang waved his hand and laughed, "You’re quite lucky, though. Your first flight happens to be on a private jet that some may never experience in their lifetime."
"Hahaha, Mr. Zhou, your assistant’s greatest luck must be to follow a boss like you, right?"
Beside him, Cui Yeqing, who had already exchanged pleasantries with Zhou Wang, interjected with a laugh, "If nothing goes wrong, in the near future, Mr. Zhou will surely have his own private jet, and then flying on a private jet will be a common occurrence for those around Mr. Zhou..."
Although they had only spent a few minutes together, Zhou Wang had already noticed that Cui Yeqing was naturally personable, able to keep up with any conversation. Such a personality was quite suitable for running business and sales.
From the previous conversations between him and Jiang Yisen, Zhou Wang had already figured out the origin of the private jet they were about to take.
It started with Jiang Yisen’s brother, the second generation named Jiang Minghao, expressing interest in purchasing a private jet. After establishing contact, perhaps to win over Jiang Minghao, a customer with sufficient buying power, Cui Yeqing had proactively offered to provide a very low-cost charter service, which also served as a test ride for the desired aircraft model.
Busy with his career, Jiang Minghao had no time for this, and coincidentally Jiang Yisen, who was always going on about "remaining free and going to the mountains and seas," had no interest in pursuing a business career. So Jiang Minghao handed this task over to Jiang Yisen.
When Jiang Yisen heard he could ride a private jet without spending any money, he agreed right away. Hence, the private jet now waiting on the tarmac, with Cui Yeqing personally serving as the escort, aimed mainly to persuade Jiang Yisen and the Jiang Minghao behind him to really place an order...
That wasn’t something Cui Yeqing said, but rather something Zhou Wang deduced from their conversation and Cui Yeqing’s subtle expressions and movements.
Now, hearing that Cui Yeqing seemed to also consider him a potential customer, Zhou Wang quickly waved his hand and laughed, "Manager Cui, you’re joking. I would love to buy one, but I just don’t have the means right now... However, I am genuinely quite interested. It’ll take at least three hours to fly to Beidou, so if there’s time on the road, Manager Cui, you can tell me all about it."
Listening to Zhou Wang’s humble words, Cui Yeqing’s smile remained unchanged, but noticing that Zhou Wang seemed genuinely interested in private jets, his eyes began to shine slightly.
Our ancestors taught us not to "judge a book by its cover," but for a competent salesperson, "judging by appearance" was a basic skill.
Actually, Cui Yeqing didn’t know why, but the moment he saw Zhou Wang, he had a feeling that the other was certainly a "potential customer group who might order a private jet."
The feeling came inexplicably, along with a familiar ring to Zhou Wang’s name, but so far, Cui Yeqing still couldn’t remember where he had seen Zhou Wang’s name before...
"Haha, there’s no need to wait until after we board. I can talk to Mr. Zhou right now."
Cui Yeqing perked up, "The private jet operating system, which started developing from the early 20th century and has been refined to the present, is actually quite sophisticated now, Mr. Zhou. Don’t think of a private jet as just a status symbol; it involves many dimensions such as taxation and investment, and there’s much to learn about it..."
Subsequently, Zhou Wang could hardly get a word in, only occasionally asking a question when curious about something. For the most part, it was Cui Yeqing explaining various intricacies about private jets from a well-informed perspective.