The next day, Jiang Cheng drove his Porsche directly to Rong City's airport. As for the 200 yuan a day parking fee, Jiang Cheng said he wasn't worried at all.
After checking his ticket, Jiang Cheng walked into the economy class entrance. For plane tickets, the most remaining seats each day should be in the most expensive first class.
However, today's flight was unusual; there were no first class tickets left, only economy class.
So Jiang Cheng could only buy economy class tickets. It wasn't that he looked down on economy class.
But a certain big shot once said that although both first class and economy class on a plane will reach the destination, if you sit in first class, you'll be more likely to encounter various business opportunities.
Although Jiang Cheng was not interested in these so-called business opportunities at the moment.
The reason he wanted to sit in first class was very simple: it was spacious and comfortable, unlike the dense and crowded economy class in front of him.
It was really not suitable for a tall person like him, who was 1.8 meters, to sit in economy class. He was currently sitting in an aisle seat in economy class, feeling that his legs were inconvenient to stretch out, and he was quite cramped.
Just as Jiang Cheng was sighing helplessly, a girl suddenly stopped in front of him.
A sweet and pleasant voice came from above his head: "Are you... Jiang Cheng?"
Jiang Cheng looked up at the sound, and when he did, he was a little surprised.
"Zhou Ying?"
Zhou Ying was his high school classmate and also the campus belle of their graduating class.
Jiang Cheng was quite surprised that Zhou Ying recognized him.
Although the two of them were classmates, in those three years, Jiang Cheng and Zhou Ying had no interaction, not even a single word exchanged.
The reason was simple: for three years in high school, Jiang Cheng was solely focused on Zhao Jia, upholding male virtue.
Although Zhou Ying was dazzlingly beautiful, in his innocent youth, Jiang Cheng's eyes saw Zhao Jia as the most beautiful.
However, he was no longer the Jiang Cheng of that time. Although Zhao Jia's looks were good, compared to Zhou Ying, she immediately paled in comparison.
Today, Zhou Ying was wearing a white short-sleeved top, paired with 'milk pants' and a simple pair of sneakers.
Her outfit was very ordinary.
But the tight denim pants perfectly accentuated her tall figure and fair, long legs.
Coupled with her impressive bust, it created an extreme sense of impact.
Despite having such a voluptuous figure, her waist was like a slender willow branch, easily grasped.
The exaggerated contrast of curves gave a great visual impact, making Jiang Cheng feel a momentary dizziness.
He wished he could just bury himself in Zhou Ying's alluring embrace.
Seeing Jiang Cheng looking at her, Zhou Ying's pearly teeth slightly parted, gently biting her tender pink lips. This charmingly naive expression, combined with her fair skin, delicate features, and slightly curled tea-black long hair, instantly exuded a goddess-like aura.
Seeing Jiang Cheng still sitting, Zhou Ying pointed to the seat next to Jiang Cheng and said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sitting next to you."
"What a coincidence?"
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the young man with heavily gelled hair sitting in the aisle seat immediately lit up.
He immediately stood up, habitually making a handsome gesture of smoothing his side hair with his right hand.
He said to Zhou Ying, "It's my honor to be traveling with such a beautiful lady. Please, come in."
This overly dramatic and slightly greasy gesture made the expression on Zhou Ying's face instantly awkward and stiff.
After all, she was a campus belle.
She was definitely the most dazzling presence in any crowd, and even passengers in the seats in front and behind were secretly looking at Zhou Ying.
Just as she was about to sit down, Jiang Cheng called out, "Hey, wait, I think I'm in the wrong seat."
"Your seat is 18A, isn't it? I'm 18B. Are you supposed to be in this window seat?"
Hearing this, Zhou Ying paused.
She immediately understood Jiang Cheng's meaning and smiled gratefully at him, her face slightly flushed.
"Yes, I'm 18A."
"Sorry, it's my first time flying."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng pretended to apologize and stood up, giving his seat to Zhou Ying.
Seeing Jiang Cheng step out, Zhou Ying's lips curved into a seemingly shy smile for some reason.
She whispered to Jiang Cheng, "Thank you."
In Zhou Ying's eyes at this moment, Jiang Cheng was both a gentleman and had helped her avoid an awkward social situation.
When the young man saw that the beautiful woman had been replaced by Jiang Cheng, his face immediately fell.
The young man spoke with dissatisfaction, "Brother, this seat should be that beautiful woman's, right? Changing seats randomly is not allowed on a plane."
"Haven't I made myself clear enough? There's no need for me to explain our business to you."
The man's face grew even darker after being rebuffed by Jiang Cheng, but seeing that Jiang Cheng and Zhou Ying seemed to know each other, he thought for a moment and then stopped talking.
He cleared his throat and, still not giving up, tried to strike up a conversation with Zhou Ying: "Beautiful lady, what are you going to do in Modu?"
Seeing that the man still wanted to chat with her despite being one seat away, Zhou Ying frowned deeper and replied somewhat impatiently, "It's for work, I guess."
"You're working so young? It looks like we're about the same age. I just graduated. My name is Qian Shen, and I'm traveling to Modu this time."
Zhou Ying gave a dry laugh and then no longer wanted to bother with him. Instead, her eyes sparkled as she looked at Jiang Cheng and asked, "Jiang Cheng, what about you?"
"Nothing to do at home, just out for a stroll."
Zhou Ying heard Jiang Cheng say this and said enviously, "That's great, so you're traveling."
Before Jiang Cheng could speak, Qian Shen interjected, "I've been to Modu many times. If you want to go out and have fun, I can recommend some places to you? Or I can take you around, beautiful lady."
Seeing that Zhou Ying didn't respond, Qian Shen wasn't annoyed and still persistently wanted to show off his travel experience.
"It's not that I'm saying it, but Modu has a lot of pitfalls. If you're inexperienced, it's easy to get scammed. That's how it was when I first came, but now I've summarized my experiences. For example, when it comes to staying in hotels, there's a lot of knowledge..."
Seeing that neither of them was paying attention to him, Qian Shen still thick-skinnedly said, "As soon as I get off the plane, there's a hotel arrangement to pick me up, which is very convenient. My parents arranged this hotel for me. How about you two, which hotel are you staying at? Why don't I have them give you a ride on the way? Otherwise, taking a taxi at the airport can be very expensive."
Seeing Qian Shen showing off that his hotel had airport pick-up service, Jiang Cheng immediately laughed. He understood what he meant, which was that he booked a suite, which was a relatively expensive kind.
This was probably his way of subtly flaunting his wealth to them.
Seeing Jiang Cheng about to retort to the young man, Zhou Ying subconsciously grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand.
Then she handed Jiang Cheng one of her earbuds, which was half-inserted into her phone: "Do you want to listen to music?"
Her voice was a little low, with a hint of shyness and nervousness.
Jiang Cheng clearly hadn't expected Zhou Ying to make such a move. His gaze fell on Zhou Ying's hand resting on the back of his hand, and he was momentarily stunned.
Mainly, Zhou Ying's hand was smooth and soft, and suddenly holding it made him feel like he was in love.
Seeing Jiang Cheng staring at her hand, Zhou Ying's cheeks instantly flushed slightly.
She quickly withdrew her hand, somewhat awkwardly.
The young man saw Zhou Ying and Jiang Cheng listening to music so intimately, one on each side, and felt very uncomfortable. He glared at Jiang Cheng with displeasure.
"What song do you want to listen to?"
Jiang Cheng leaned over and looked at Zhou Ying's playlist.
He raised an eyebrow: "This playlist is a bit similar to my QQ Music playlist."
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Zhou Ying's expression became a little unnatural.
It was as if her little secret had been discovered, making her feel somewhat embarrassed and uneasy.
"Hmm, really? What a coincidence..." Zhou Ying's voice was a little unnatural, and her gaze avoided Jiang Cheng's eyes.
Because most of the songs on her playlist were indeed from Jiang Cheng's QQ Music.
Jiang Cheng didn't think much of it and reached out to play a somewhat relaxed English song.
Looking at the 'simp breakup love songs' in the playlist, Jiang Cheng quietly asked, "You also broke up? Why is your music the same as mine?"
Seeing Jiang Cheng say this, Zhou Ying immediately denied: "I... I haven't been in a relationship..." After saying that, she then asked: "You said 'also'... Aren't you with Zhao Jia?"
Jiang Cheng naturally replied, "I broke up with her..."
Hearing this, Zhou Ying was a little shocked: "Bro... broke up??" But then, for some reason, a hint of joy seemed to rise on her serious face.
Jiang Cheng nodded: "Let's not talk about that. Are you going to Modu for work? Which district are you staying in?"
Zhou Ying replied, "I'm staying in Jing'an District. What about you? Have you booked a hotel?"
Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "I have. Let me check which district it's in."
After saying that, Jiang Cheng picked up his phone and looked at the large order.
"It seems to be in Minhang District."
Zhou Ying leaned over at the sound, and when she saw it, she was a little surprised: "You booked Aman Yangyun??"