"Hello."
Then, she naturally took over the suitcase from Tang Song's hand.
She guided him out of the passage and onto a Toyota Alphard that had been waiting for quite some time.
The interior of the car smelled pleasant, the airline seats were wide and soft.
Zhao Fei sat in the front passenger seat, turned back to confirm, "Mr. Tang, we're heading to Baiyun Airport now, right?"
"Mm."
Tang Song leaned back against the seat, thinking about the mature lady he was about to meet, a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
The car smoothly left the train station, and the scene of Yang City unfolded slowly before his eyes.
Skyscraper-filled CBDs, arcade old streets, metal storefronts, teahouses with signboards in traditional Chinese characters...
The hustle and bustle mingled with the street life here.
Approaching the airport area of Baiyun District, the cityscape gradually widened, there were ponds, fish farms, banana groves, village houses with white walls and grey tiles...
