After Qiu Yihe left, Jiang Cheng focused on browsing his moments.
Just as he was boarding, he had posted an update saying "Returning to Chengdu."
He also attached a photo of the private jet.
By now, the likes on his moments had already exceeded a hundred.
Jiang Cheng clicked on the notifications and began reading.
Chen Xueer: "Chairman Jiang, this couldn't be our company's private jet, could it?? This boss is way too rich."
Qin Fen: "Holy crap, it looks like my brother won't have to fly solo anymore... I'm drooling with envy."
Wang Zheng replied to Qin Fen: "I'm so jealous. Old Qin, how about the two of us go halves on a plane? That way we won't have to fly solo in the future either..."
Chen Hao: "Sigh, I don't want to fly solo anymore either, brothers. Please spare a look for me."
Qi Yuan replied to Chen Hao: "One Thousand Years of Death??"
TikTok's Zhang Yimin: "This must be that legendary big toy every guy wants to own."
Lin Qingxue: "I see my husband's name."
Wang Congcong: "Damn, when did you get this? What model is it?"
Yu Xiaoxiao: "Hubby, is this the kind of plane you see on the internet where two people can be alone together??"
An Xin: *Liked*
Xia Zhiqiu: *Liked*
Huang Yiyi: "Great President, how many people can this plane hold? You wouldn't mind letting me hitch a ride on your cock..."
Seeing Huang Yiyi's message, Jiang Cheng's scrolling thumb finally came to a halt.
He took a wild guess that this girl must have made a typo, right??
But regardless of whether it was a mistake or intentional...
As long as she wanted to, Jiang Cheng had no objections at all.
Jiang Cheng replied to Huang Yiyi: "Sure... I guess??"
Wang Jian replied to Huang Yiyi: "?? Is that a typo?? Or am I seeing things?"
Wu Kun replied to Huang Yiyi: "Huang Yiyi, you're known as the pure little princess of the freshmen class. How could you say something like that??"
Zhou Zhiyun: "Damn, can you let me stand in front of the plane to take a photo and flex??"
Huang Cheng: "Sigh, as someone who travels by Didi, I'm not worthy of seeing this moment."
Huang Yiyi replied to Jiang Cheng: "...Ah~~ I meant hitch a ride on the plane, I made a typo... You said it, though! Next time I'm definitely going to hitch a ride on your plane..."
...Just at that moment, Zhao Yihan slowly approached carrying a tray.
On the tray sat an exquisite crystal cup, which reflected a spectrum of colors under the light.
Zhao Yihan's steps were light and elegant, as if every move had been carefully choreographed.
The silk bow at her chest trembled slightly as she walked, like a flower dancing in a breeze, further accentuating her proud curves and inviting imagination.
"Young Master Jiang, here is the Blue Mountain Coffee you ordered. I've specifically paired it with some handmade Truffle Chocolates. I hope you'll like them..."
Zhao Yihan's voice was clear and pleasant, like heavenly music wrapped in a layer of honey, making one feel sweet inside upon hearing it.
However, her gaze was not as subtle as her voice; it landed directly on Jiang Cheng's face, as if trying to see every minute reaction in his heart through his eyes.
Noticing that Jiang Cheng was staring at her, an unusual feeling couldn't help but surge in her heart.
This feeling made her a bit flustered, so she asked as if possessed, "Young Master Jiang, looking at me like that, do you think these clothes look good on me?"
Before being assigned to serve Jiang Cheng, Zhao Yihan had already gained some understanding of his background.
She knew Jiang Cheng was a person of very high status and position.
Furthermore, China Southern Airlines had only sent her and Chen Jiaxue to serve him this time.
The other two captains turned out to be Jiang Cheng's own pilots.
This meant that for this private jet, Jiang Cheng specifically employed two captains.
Being so young yet possessing such high net worth was simply inconceivable in Zhao Yihan's eyes.
Among the Second-generation rich in China, Jiang Cheng's wealth had already surpassed famous figures like Wang Congcong.
To be honest, Jiang Cheng thought the China Southern Airlines uniform was really ugly.
The back of the suit jacket even had a swallowtail design.
If that wasn't enough, the red silk scarf was paired with a somewhat long, knee-length skirt.
The color scheme was truly hard to praise.
After Zhao Yihan finished asking, she wasn't just flustered in her heart; even her hands moved nervously as she pretended to arrange the Truffle Chocolates.
To linger by Jiang Cheng's side a bit longer, Zhao Yihan intentionally placed the truffles at different angles.
She looked as if she were searching for the most perfect way to display them. At this moment...
She tilted her head slightly, revealing her carefully groomed profile, while her silk-like hair inadvertently brushed against Jiang Cheng's arm, bringing a slight itch.
Jiang Cheng's gaze was involuntarily drawn over, landing on the deep cleavage revealed when Zhao Yihan leaned over.
That looming curve was revealed intermittently through her movements.
With such exaggerated fleshiness, it felt like it would be tender and juicy if one took a bite.
The exaggerated visual impact made it impossible for Jiang Cheng to say it didn't look good.
"To be honest, the clothes are ugly. But on you, they have a certain alluring charm. Yihan, you have to be careful..."
If these words had come from any other client, it would undoubtedly be blatant sexual harassment.
Faced with such a situation, Zhao Yihan would usually have two reactions.
She would either play dumb and pretend she didn't understand the other party's meaning.
Or she would directly and unceremoniously roll her eyes to make the other person back off.
But coming from Jiang Cheng's mouth...
That was flirting.
Having experienced the empowerment of vast wealth and his own background...
No matter when or where, Jiang Cheng was always met with the respectful treatment of those around him.
Under the influence of his environment, mindset, and his composed demeanor, he carried an air of noble, upper-class prestige.
And as it happened, Zhao Yihan, who frequently served various types of elite crowds, was extremely sensitive to this special aura.
Just like the feeling she and Chen Jiaxue had when they first met Jiang Cheng, at this moment, Zhao Yihan's heart was filled with the desire to have a purposeful encounter with him.
"Young Master Jiang truly has a unique eye." Zhao Yihan suddenly straightened her back.
As she did, the fullness at her chest bounced twice.
The silk uniform tightened around her waist, creating an enticing curve.
"The designer of this uniform specifically emphasized the waistline cut, saying it's to 'let every guest feel the tenderness of the clouds.'"
"Young Master Jiang truly has a unique eye!" Zhao Yihan suddenly straightened her back, as if wanting to display her physical advantages to the fullest.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but reach out and deliver two sharp slaps directly to Zhao Yihan's perky buttocks.
"I see you're quite good at shaking..."
"Ah, Young Master Jiang... your hand is so warm..."
Chen Jiaxue, who walked up a step behind her, felt her hostility instantly ignited when she saw Zhao Yihan's flirtatious display.
This cup of coffee for Jiang Cheng was clearly made by her.
She had meticulously prepared this coffee for Jiang Cheng, but that green tea bitch Zhao Yihan had used the excuse of "don't make Young Master Jiang wait too long" to take it and bring it over herself.
Looking at Zhao Yihan's slutty behavior, she was clearly using the opportunity to seduce Jiang Cheng.
Jiaxue's eyes widened as she stared fixedly at Zhao Yihan, cursing in her heart, "This shameless woman, she's actually seducing Jiang Cheng so brazenly!"
She quickened her pace while pushing the dining cart.
She even carried an imposing aura that could not be ignored.
She placed the gold-plated tray steadily on the coffee table.
With her slender fingers, she placed the milk tea cup where Qiu Yihe had been sitting earlier.
"Young Master Jiang, Miss Qiu's milk tea is ready."
As she spoke, Chen Jiaxue tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
Seeing Jiang Cheng look at her, she even placed her hands seemingly by accident near her pearl-embroidered collar.