Chapter: 6350

Xiao Changkun nodded and laughed, saying, "Ah, don't worry about it this time when I come back from Dubai, old Xiao will make sure to formally establish myself. Who knows, maybe I can earn hundreds of thousands in a year by collecting antiques? When that happens, I'll buy you a first-class ticket to take us to the Maldives and Australia!"

Ma Ran smiled and said, "That sounds great! I've always wanted to go to the Maldives, but it's just because I'm afraid of running into those people from Korea. This time, I won't be going anywhere except for Dubai."

As soon as they mentioned Korea, Ma Ran's mood suddenly turned gloomy again, waving her hand: "Don't mention that fox spirit, okay? After you get back, let's focus on work. Maybe your second spring will bloom too?"

Xiao Changkun agreed with a full mouth, laughing and saying, "Just wait and see!"

As they were talking, the two of them had already boarded the plane.

This Boeing 777 aircraft features a unique 121 layout for its first-class cabin, with each seat being a relatively independent pod. The two seats in the middle can be pushed together to form a larger double pod.

Xiao Changkun chose the two seats in the middle when he checked in.

As soon as they sat down, a warm and enthusiastic flight attendant from Emirates Airlines came over to provide them with drinks, towels, steam eye masks, and disposable slippers. Xiao Changkun was taken aback by the attentive service, feeling pampered and surprised.

However, Ma'eran was not surprised by this.

After all, she had been on a private jet to the United States as a lucky child once, and that experience can be said to have directly graduated her from flying.

As soon as they sat down, Ma'eran couldn't help but complain to the flight attendant beside her: "Everyone says Emirates Airlines is the world's best airline company. But today it doesn't look like that at all. The seats on this plane are not as comfortable as a Gulfstream G650."

The flight attendant knelt halfway and apologized sincerely, saying: "Sorry, Ma'am, really sorry to have caused you such disappointment. Our Emirates Airlines is consistently ranked in the top 5 globally among mass airlines, and our hardware level is second to none among mass airlines worldwide. It's just that the Gulfstream G650 is a private jet, and there's no limit to its interior customization, so we may not be able to compare with it."

Ma'eran was actually very satisfied with this environment, but she only brought up the Gulfstream G650 to show off and give herself a pat on the back.

Seeing the flight attendant's attitude, Ma'eran didn't find anything to fault, and then proudly said: "I'll go tell your leader that you should upgrade this first-class cabin again, make it luxurious, we're not consuming at all."

The flight attendant hurriedly said: "Your suggestion will be reflected in our company..."

Ma'eran nodded contentedly, waved her hand saying: "Okay, go do what you need to do."

The flight attendant walked away with a sense of relief, and Ma'eran asked Xiao Changkun curiously: "Is the interior of private jets very luxurious?"

Ma'eran shot him a look: "Didn't you see my post when I first posted it?"

Xiao Changkun said unconsciously: "I didn't notice."

Ma'eran thought to scold him, but then remembered that their relations had already improved, so she just said: "From now on, for every post I make, you must give a thumbs up and comment, or else I'll get anxious!"

Xiao Changkun quickly agreed: "No problem!"

As Ma'eran was snapping photos of the in-flight amenities, she asked Xiao Changkun: "How much longer until we take off?"

Xiao Changkun looked at the time and said: "I estimate it's about 20 minutes before we close the cabin door. It should be around another half hour before we take off."

Ma'eran nodded and muttered: "There are too many annoying people in economy class, which is really slowing things down. I'm going to rest for a bit; today I got up too early."

After saying that, she opened an eye mask and put it on, closing her eyes to meditate. JrNovels.com