Above the clouds.
The black-and-white painted Gulfstream G650 cruises steadily in the air, with piercing sunlight overhead and scattered clouds below.
Inside the cabin, the sound of high heels tapping on the thick carpet echoes, as a mature and charming flight attendant, about twenty-eight or nine years old, wearing a professional suit skirt, places a freshly prepared drink in front of Zhou Wang, who sits by the window and lightly sniffs a cigar with his nose.
"Mr. Zhou, your lemon cola with ice, enjoy~"
"Thank you."
After placing the drink, the flight attendant hesitates slightly. Seeing Zhou Wang just staring at the clouds outside in a daze, seemingly without any urgent matters, she thinks for a moment before crouching down. Her suit skirt stretches into a rounded curve under the black silk covering the full moon.
"Mr. Zhou, President Cui asked me to inquire face-to-face regarding the crew configuration you've been considering. He sent you an email, but you haven't replied…"
