Countdown 84:00:00.
The Sherpas paved the way as they journeyed, reaching the C1 Camp at an altitude of 5900 meters by noon, with the sun blazing fiercely.
Nima, carrying Qing Chen's large mountaineering bag, curiously asked, "Young boss, what exactly are you carrying in this bag? It's much heavier than everyone else's..."
Qing Chen smiled and said, "Everyday necessities."
At this time, the Sherpa leader had already explained that Nima didn't need to help everyone else pave the way or carry oxygen tanks, he just needed to take good care of this young boss.
After all, when the young boss was happy, the tips were gold bars of 100 grams each.
Leader Ming Ma had already realized they had encountered one of those true "money-is-no-object" wealthy clients.
