The sky was dimming, and Wang Ai opened his eyes on the bed. Kang Si was sleeping soundly on her back, and the little beauty was curled up in Xu Qinglian's arms. As soon as Wang Ai moved, Xu Qinglian's eyes opened.
Wang Ai stretched out his hand to touch her eyelids. She closed one eye and still conveyed her contempt. Wang Ai smiled and wanted to reach out to hug one but was afraid that it would make them sleep poorly. Xu Qinglian still looked down upon her, but Wang Ai said angrily.
He gave her a paw.
When he woke up again, it was already bright. Kangsi lay in front of the bed and called him: "Doctor, it's time to have breakfast."
Wang Ai suddenly bounced up and walked towards the bathroom while asking: "What are the plans for today?"
"I'll go back to BJ after breakfast. However, Zhang Bin from the sports channel wanted to hitchhike. I already agreed before you woke up just now." Xu Qinglian answered casually while looking for a thick coat from her luggage: "I have to take it out in a while, BJ can't
cold."
Wang Ai came out of the bathroom in high spirits: "There must be nothing wrong with him getting on the plane."
The women ignored him. It was just a pointless complaint to a friend anyway. Several people went out one after another to go to the restaurant. They could have called him to the room, but many teammates were leaving today. The women felt that Wang Ai would really like to chat again.
of.
As expected, the restaurant was very lively.
But no one except Zhang Bin told Wang Ai to fly on his plane. Maybe Wang Ai didn’t invite everyone and it was a bit hard to say anything. In fact, people like Zhao Xuri have earned enough over the years to buy a plane, but the income of the star industry after retirement
It would fall off a cliff. They probably felt that it was difficult to make back the cost of the plane with their small investment, so they simply stopped buying it.
In the past, when I was young, the boss's things were my own and no one cared about them. But that's not the case now. Over the years, Wang Ai's family has fewer and fewer friends. Wang Ai was so busy that he didn't realize it, but the women all noticed it.
But no one reminded me.
I think most people think that they will continue to work in this industry in the future, and Wang Ai is now a powerful figure. If he says something wrong, he may not be able to explain it to his friends.
Wang Ai himself probably doesn't want his teammates to get on his plane, except that the "Textile Female Worker" has been turned into a purely private plane by Leonie's repeated requests, which inevitably has many things that are not easy for outsiders to see.
, Wang Ai also subconsciously wants to avoid responsibility: whose vehicle is his, and who will be responsible if something goes wrong.
At eight o'clock in the morning, everyone who had boarded the plane and packed up first welcomed Zhang Bin's visit. He was amazed: "Your plane is very luxurious on the outside and so big, but it is very simple on the inside, which is very characteristic of you."
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Wang Ai grinned: "What are the characteristics?"
"Jin Yu... you won't throw me off the plane, will you? My flight ticket has been refunded." Zhang Bin came to Wang Ai with a smile, nodded to Dr. Xu, Manager Shi, Manager Lei, and Assistant Kang and sat down on Wang Ai.
Opposite Ai: "It can be seen from your home that your home looks large in scale and beautifully designed on the outside. According to people's habits, it should also be splendid on the inside. But you don't. The level of decoration inside is just
The hotel’s standard rooms inevitably give people an incongruous feeling.”
Wang Ai shook his head and pointed at the cabin: "The focus of the home is to be comfortable, not to show off to others. If there are a lot of good things inside, I dare not touch them for fear of being beaten. How can I have fun then? It's a mess.
It doesn’t feel bad if the thing is smashed, right?”
"It's a bit of pragmatism."
At this time, the plane began to taxi, and Zhang Bin sat down obediently, but still looked around: "Is there a bar? Is there a swimming pool?"
"There is no bar, but there is a tea bar in the back, but the decoration is more green. Don't even think about the swimming pool. It can't be installed and it's useless. There is a bathroom and a shower. There is also a gym with no equipment. It is mainly used for bare hands. There are
Yoga mats, yoga balls and other lightweight things. Well, it will cost you a thousand yuan more to get you to have sex."
Zhang Bin pointed at Wang Ai: "Look, look, look, if Mr. Wang has ever heard of you, he must say that you are also a farmer. You have bought a plane, but you still calculate the weight of the passengers? Are you still super giant? You
Is it still No. 1 on the Chinese celebrity income list for more than ten consecutive years?"
Wang Ai widened his eyes and said in a long voice: "The landlord's family doesn't have any food left."
After the plane flew steadily, Zhang Bin beckoned the photographer behind him and asked insincerely: "Can I interview you?"
Wang Aimu stared blankly at the camera pointed at him: "No."
"Okay." Zhang Bin adjusted the microphone hung up by his assistant: "How about a private jet?"
Wang Ai rolled his eyes helplessly: "Yesterday I was China's Player of the Year, but today I have become weak, helpless and pitiful."
"You have a private jet, but none of CCTV has one."
"But I'm being interrogated by you."
"You have a private jet!"
Wang Ai rubbed his face, sighed heavily, and pointed at the camera: "You must pay attention to my image, or I will ask my boss to call your boss to complain."
The photographer stuck his head out and looked carefully: "It's a test run now. Dean Wang, you can go change some clothes."
Wang Ai looked down and reluctantly got up and went to the locker room behind to change into casual clothes: "Let's get started, I know I won't have time for a vacation when I come back. Let me tell you, I haven't had a vacation for several years."
"Aren't you afraid of other people's opinions when buying a private jet?" Zhang Bin asked persistently.
"It is just a means of transportation to facilitate work. I can get a better rest here. Like yesterday, I flew directly from Madrid to Guangzhou. If I took a flight, I would definitely have jet lag when I got off, otherwise there would be no good health."
status. But in this case, time would be too late. I had arranged an important event before leaving in Madrid, and then I hurriedly boarded the plane, hurriedly slept on the plane to lose jet lag, and hurriedly got off the plane to the hotel, which happened to connect with last night.
awards night. So you see, this is where private jets come in.”
"You want people to understand your need to buy a private jet?"
"Yes, no matter how expensive it is, it is also a means of transportation. It is no different in nature from bicycles, motorcycles, and electric scooters. It is useful to me to save time and to have a better rest."
"But many fans will be disappointed. For them, meeting you on the plane is one of the few opportunities for direct contact with you."
Wang Ai nodded and pursed his lips a little regretfully: "In fact, since I started flying business class, such opportunities have gradually become less and less. Because long-distance intercontinental flights and increasingly compact schedules are all harmful to me.
Rest during the journey has put forward more and more urgent requirements. For example, last night, no one wanted to see me listless. So I can only choose to satisfy more people's requirements, and TV and the Internet can satisfy the most people.
