"We're going to Jingcheng!"
Having received his boss's order, Char, who was driving, began speaking into his headset, instructing Smith to file for a flight path to Jingcheng.
Thanks to Fang Chenyi being the owner of Southern Airlines, applying for a flight path was an extremely simple matter. If that weren't the case, how could they just fly wherever they wanted, whenever they wanted?
As for why Fang Chenyi was going to Jingcheng, it was for money, of course.
He had a plan: once he arrived, he'd talk to Brother Xiaoma and Old Wang. If things didn't work out, he'd just sell the stadium to them.
Besides, he had no use for the stadium anyway.
With Southern Airlines on their side, the flight path application went smoothly. An hour later, the Chen Meng was already soaring at an altitude of ten thousand meters.
This time, Fang Chenyi didn't pilot the plane himself. Instead, he sat on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.
