Wang Lei and Zhao Xiong were both rewards given to Jiang Cheng by the system.
According to the system's introduction, both of them had over ten years of flight experience and extensive experience in complex emergency control.
Jiang Cheng was naturally very reassured to have such professionals.
Jiang Cheng nodded with a smile and said to Wang Lei, "Thank you for your hard work."
Wang Lei quickly waved his hand and replied modestly, "You're far too kind; it's only our duty."
After sitting down, Jiang Cheng ran his fingertips along the edge of the velvet seat.
He noticed a hidden button on the side of the seat.
With a gentle press, the armrest slowly rose, revealing an embedded touchscreen and a wine cabinet.
The crystal wine bottles refracted a brilliant light under the lamps.
In the most prominent position sat a 1982 Lafite, the gilded vines wrapped around the bottle echoing the subtle patterns on the seats.
Seeing this, Qiu Yihe exclaimed, "Wow, this is clearly a high-end version."
Jiang Cheng smiled slightly, his gaze sweeping over every detail in the cabin.
From the seats wrapped in Italian calfskin to the handcrafted solid wood trim.
And then to the adjustable starry sky ceiling lights above.
It was indeed a high-end version.
The plane took off quickly, and the push-back force made Qiu Yihe subconsciously grip the armrest tightly.
But soon, the fuselage leveled out and the cabin regained its tranquility, leaving only the low hum of the engines.
Once the plane stabilized, Jiang Cheng was the first to unbuckle his seatbelt.
Seeing this, Qiu Yihe followed him and sat down on a nearby sofa.
Jiang Cheng casually fiddled with his phone while asking nonchalantly, "What would you like to drink? There are more food and drink options on here than on a regular plane."
Just as he finished speaking, Chen Jiaxue happened to walk over.
Chen Jiaxue was dressed in a custom champagne-colored uniform, looking exceptionally elegant and graceful.
Her collar was meticulously adorned with pearl embroidery.
Adding a touch of refinement to her overall look.
The silver chain key at her waist swayed gently with her movements, making a crisp sound.
"Young Master Jiang, Miss Qiu, what would you like to drink?" Chen Jiaxue asked softly with a smile.
Jiang Cheng secretly raised an eyebrow at her. "Coffee with truffle chocolate."
Just as he finished, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Yihan approaching with a decanter out of the corner of his eye.
Zhao Yihan wore a pair of lambskin high heels, her steps light and elegant.
Every step felt like she was walking on clouds.
Chen Jiaxue, who was still immersed in Jiang Cheng's raised eyebrow, noticed his attention being drawn to Zhao Yihan and couldn't help but bite her lower lip.
Chen Jiaxue suddenly took half a step forward, the champagne-colored silk scarf in her hand "accidentally" brushing against the back of Jiang Cheng's hand. "I recently got my barista certificate and specifically learned how to make Blue Mountain coffee..."
Chen Jiaxue suddenly took half a step forward. She wore a champagne-colored silk scarf on her hand, and as if by accident, that soft scarf gently brushed against the back of Jiang Cheng's hand, bringing a faint, lingering sensation.
"I recently got my barista certificate, you know," Chen Jiaxue's voice carried a hint of pride. "I specifically learned the preparation method for Blue Mountain coffee..."
However, before she could finish, she was interrupted by Zhao Yihan.
"Young Master Jiang,"
She leaned over to set out the crystal glasses, her movements elegant and practiced.
When she lowered her head, the China Southern Airlines golden key pendant hanging from her collar happened to dangle right at Jiang Cheng's eye level.
The golden light shimmered under the lamps, catching Jiang Cheng's eye.
"This bottle of Lafite has been decanted just right. Would you like to try some?" Zhao Yihan's eyes met Jiang Cheng's, her words carrying a hint of anticipation as if waiting for his response.
Seeing the two women suddenly focused on serving Jiang Cheng, a look of watching a show appeared on Qiu Yihe's face.
If Qiu Yihe weren't there, Jiang Cheng might have simply let the two of them sit down and have a drink together.
But now... he had just gone five rounds with Zhu Yan.
Although his kidneys were still functioning, to be honest...
He had grown a bit tired of this kind of thing for the time being.
This business of holding one on each side and drinking together could wait until they flew back to Kyoto in a few days.
Jiang Cheng waved his hand in direct refusal and said flatly, "No wine for me."
Jiang Cheng waved his hand expressionlessly, rejecting Zhao Yihan's suggestion directly and bluntly.
He said calmly, "No wine for me. Just a coffee is fine."
Seeing this, Zhao Yihan didn't feel annoyed or displeased by Jiang Cheng's refusal.
She quickly tidied the tabletop and then smiled as she stepped aside to begin serving Wang Sheng and the others.
Only after Jiang Cheng finished did Qiu Yihe follow up, "Do you have milk tea?"
Last time he flew, Jiang Cheng had brought Xiao Xia; this time it was Qiu Yihe. Neither Girl's charm was inferior to her own.
Although Chen Jiaxue felt a slight sense of crisis, she didn't panic because of it.
On the contrary, she had a unique confidence in herself.
Mainly because the Girl Jiang Cheng brought this time was clearly the pure type.
Compared to these women, she had an advantage they didn't possess.
That was, she was more uninhibited and much more flirtatious than them.
Chen Jiaxue smiled slightly and leaned forward just enough to perfectly showcase her charming curves.
She responded softly, "Yes, we have a special pearl milk tea here."
Her voice was gentle, but her eyes remained fixed on Jiang Cheng out of the corner of her eye.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng's gaze stayed on his phone...
And that he wasn't engaging with her further, a flash of disappointment crossed Chen Jiaxue's eyes.
But she quickly concealed her emotions and turned to walk toward the kitchen area with an elegant posture, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Qiu Yihe's curiosity, Jiang Cheng remembered how he had also been like a curious child the first time he rode in Wang Congcong's private jet.
He said to her, "You can use the internet, watch TV, and even sing on here. Oh, and there are bedrooms; feel free to look around."
Qiu Yihe nodded with a smile, looking like a curious child. "Then I'll go take a look."