The next morning.
Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng drove to Sky Helicopter Company, paid the eighteen thousand, and signed the contract.
A pilot then led them to the outdoor helipad.
A white tour helicopter was parked there. The pilot, a local man named Zhao Yi, had over a decade of flying experience.
He was extremely courteous toward Chen Yansen and Song Yuncheng.
After all, there weren't many big spenders willing to blow eighteen thousand on a one-hour flight over Hu City.
Although Sky Helicopter Company offered civilian tour packages, its main source of profit was commercial rescue operations. They didn't get many clients like Chen Yansen in a week.
"Mr. Chen, after takeoff, we'll circle Pudong first, then fly toward the Bund. We've had noise complaints from residents in the past couple of years, so we'll have to increase our altitude when we enter the urban area. The view might be slightly affected, so please bear with us."
Zhao Yi gave his customary pre-flight briefing.
