Chapter 854

Meiyingzi didn't order ordinary airline tickets as Wang Xu ordered. Even first-class business class doesn't match Wang Xu's status.

She directly used the contacts of the three families of the Sakura family to intercept a private plane scheduled for delivery by the president of a chaebol.

Eight in the morning.

After a special Chinese breakfast, two bowls of soybean milk, three fried dough sticks, two scallion pancakes and one egg.

Meiyingzi ordered her servants to clean up the dining table while bowing to Wang Xu to report in a low voice: "master, your plane has been arranged."

"What time is the ticket?" Wang Xu asked casually.

"Master, private aircraft, professional pilots are on call 24 hours a day. The time is up to you. When are you going to leave?" Meiyingzi replied with a smile.

Smell speech, Wang Xu tiny a Leng.

Private jet?

He had never thought of such a high-profile way of travel. Yesterday, he asked meiyingzi to buy tickets, but he didn't expect meiyingzi to make such arrangements.

However, he was only surprised for a moment. Private plane is private plane. Who told him that he had no martial arts cultivation now, otherwise he would have crossed the sea and returned to China in his own flesh. Why did he need such trouble.

"Let's go."

Wang Xu nodded and put the handkerchief to wipe his mouth in the hands of the maid who was half kneeling beside him. He grew up.

……

In half an hour.

A black extended Rolls Royce business car slowly stops at the door of Honggu airport. Two young men in black suits open the left and right doors and come down. One of them carries his hands and looks around, almost comparable to the most elite bodyguards.

The next moment.

He Qingmei walks down from the car in a trance. First, she looks up at the familiar and strange airport entrance in front of her, and then looks down at the luxury clothes on her. She usually dares not think about them or look at them.

Around her neck, she wore a dream diamond necklace, "Madonna's tears of the goddess," which was sold at this year's Western Europe top treasures jewelry summit at a price of 5 million s dollars

"All this is really like a dream..." he Qingmei muttered to herself.

Head slightly swing, scan around, because she appeared, from both sides of the crowd, almost all people can't control to look at her.

She can clearly feel the envy, envy, surprise, admiration and other complex eyes.

Many people even whispered: "look, which consortia of East island country is this the first lady? Or which star? Do you know anyone? "

"Ah, Rolls Royce business, ten million luxury cars and clothes. Although we don't know what brand, we can't afford them. How can we have hundreds of thousands of them? I envy them!"

"Well, what's the big lady? I think it's the little three who is kept by some old thing? Also star, on the entertainment industry that matter, who does not know who ah! Looking so pure, what are you pretending to be... "

The language of these people is Chinese, because subconsciously guess he Qingmei is Daihe, the voice did not cover up much.

Some people marvel, some people envy, some people blush, and then speak hard, harsh.

However.

For these, he Qingmei did not care.

Now, the only thing she cares about is, what is the reason for all this?

Who saved her?

Subconscious.

He Qingmei has a figure in her mind. It is in the dark alley that she accidentally saves Wang Xu.

"Is it him..."

He Qingmei hesitated in her heart, then looked down at the diamond necklace she was wearing around her neck, and subconsciously rejected this conjecture.

When I met Wang Xu at that time, Wang Xu was in tatters. It seemed that he was in trouble. He didn't even know where he was. How could he have such a strong identity background in the East Island?

What's more, if the group leader of tangtangtangsanchuan can personally make amends to her, apologize, and even give her heavy gifts and money, how can he encounter the trouble of letting himself run around in rags?

"But it's not him. I don't have many friends in this foreign land... Is it the boy who chased me in the school?"

He Qingmei has been thinking about similar problems since yesterday, but she has been thinking about it all the time and has no clue. None of the people she contacted in school seems to be the hidden "rich second generation".

"Excuse me, are you miss he Qingmei?" At this time, a young woman in the uniform of the airport staff came up and asked in fluent Chinese.

"Ah? It's me He Qingmei slightly a Leng, then hurriedly replied.

"Hello, my name is Meihe Jizi. I'm your stewardess on a private plane. Please follow me. This way." The young woman kept a just right smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

"Ah? Private jet

He Qingmei is a Leng again, for a moment did not respond, unexpectedly is Leng in situ.

"Yes, please follow me." Mei and Kiko smile the same.

"Ah! Ok... OK

He Qingmei this just reaction come over, quickly a little flustered of follow up.

Soon.

They went through the ordinary gate, took the special VIP passage, did not stop to wait, all the way to the inside of the airport.

From afar, you can see a business private plane with beautiful shape, no less than the general Airbus on the huge airplane floor.

The plane seems to have been inserted temporarily. The Airbus waiting for takeoff was stopped by the tower and let to one side.

What he Qingmei doesn't know is how many tourists are protesting against the flight delay in the waiting hall.

Standing under the gangway of the plane, waiting for a while, Mei and Jizi stood aside and didn't mean to board, and the upper boarding hatch didn't mean to open.

He Qingmei can't help but wonder and ask: "Meihe... Jizi, don't we go up? Is there anyone else? "

"You don't know?"

Beauty and Ji son smell speech a Leng, surprised extremely of see come over.

"What do you know?"

He Qingmei's head is full of fog.

Seeing that she didn't look like a fake, Mei and Ji Zi frowned slightly and said strangely:

"We're waiting for the owner of this private plane, Mr. Wang of Huaxia. He's your friend. You should know about it."

"Prince Wang?"

He Qingmei's face is still muddled. She doesn't know a prince named Wang?

In doubt, suddenly, a scene came to her mind again.

Dim alley, bright smile, separated taxi

That man

It's Wang Xu!

Thinking of this, he Qingmei's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

And it's just then.

A loud noise came from the VIP passageway where they had just passed, and then they saw a group of young men coming.

Looking up at the past, he Qingmei's eyes were already wide open, and she expanded again and became bigger.

A pair of beautiful eyes, are all the ultimate shock and can not believe, there is a sudden.

Among them, the young man surrounded by the crowd was Wang Xu.

And a few people around Wang Xu.

Liuchuan Jun, spread in a broad sense, spread in Kaohsiung, big island and Hechuan

One familiar face after another flashed in front of he Qingmei. They were all the big names who appeared in the "shenheming" nightclub yesterday.

At this moment, a sudden insight rose from the bottom of he Qingmei's heart

"Originally..."

"Everything, really..."

"Because of him?"