First Time Flying on an Airplane

Su Yang thought to himself, "Finally, I see the side of him that's a rich second generation."

The group had come to a very well-known local specialty restaurant in Haicheng.

Typically, local cuisine is hard to scale up, but this restaurant managed it, with nine branches in Haicheng alone.

Each branch covers over a thousand square meters, and they're always packed with customers.

Most of the time, diners need to make reservations in advance, and booking a private room is even more difficult.

However, Meng Wenzhou's status is well-known in Haicheng's wealthy circles.

So whenever he wants, a simple phone call would have the owners of most upscale restaurants eagerly clearing out their largest private room for him.

But Su Yang didn't know any of this; to him, it was just a Chinese restaurant with a decent ambiance.

Once seated in the private room, the owner personally came to take their order.

He placed six menus, one in front of each person.

Then, smiling, he asked Meng Wenzhou, "What would you like to eat today, Young Master Meng?"

Leaning back in his chair, Meng Wenzhou replied, "Let's just eat casually today; let them decide."

"Alright, alright."

Su Yang looked at the menu, noting that the dishes cost five or six hundred, with the expensive ones going for two or three thousand.

He thought, "Isn't this just ordinary home-cooked food? How dare they charge so much! The world of the wealthy is indeed different; I guess I have a lot to learn."

Within a few minutes, the five of them had ordered, and the owner left the room with the menus.

Soon, a waiter pushed a cart and started serving over a dozen exquisite Chinese dishes.

"All the dishes are here, let's eat quickly; we're a bit pressed for time," Meng Wenzhou said, glancing at his watch.

"Alright then, I won't hold back."

Su Yang picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of the glossy braised pork, and put it in his mouth.

After a few chews, he remarked, "Hmm? This tastes pretty good."

Sitting on Su Yang's left, Meng Wenzhou chuckled, "How is it, Brother Su? Does it suit your taste?"

"Very nice, no wonder it's so pricey."

"This restaurant is considered the best for local cuisine in Haicheng. If you like it, just mention my name next time you come, and you won't have to wait."

Su Yang smiled lightly, "Thank you, Brother Meng."

......

Twenty minutes later, the six of them left the restaurant, full and satisfied.

The owner personally saw them out, standing at the entrance watching them drive away before heading back inside.

At this moment, the other diners in the restaurant began to whisper among themselves.

"Who were those people? The owner was so polite to them when they arrived, and now he personally saw them off."

"You must be out of the loop. Do you know who one of the men among those six was?"

"I'm asking because I don't know."

"Do you know Meng Jianyun?"

"Meng Jianyun? The richest man in Haicheng?"

"Yes..."

"Are you saying one of those people was Meng Jianyun's son?"

"That's right."

"Wow, no wonder! That explains it. I was wondering why the owner, who usually acts so high and mighty, was so out of character today. Turns out it was the son of Haicheng's richest man."

"Yeah, for someone like him, a rich second-generation kid, where wouldn't the boss treat him with utmost respect?"

"True. Too bad we don’t have a dad like that."

"We’re just not born lucky in this life. Maybe in the next one, we can aim for a better start."

...

At exactly five o’clock, Su Yang and the group of six arrived at Haicheng International Airport.

After parking the car, Su Yang slung his bag over his shoulder and stepped aside to smoke while waiting for the others.

Liu Bo glanced at Su Yang and noticed he only had a small bag on him, nothing else.

He widened his eyes and asked, "Brother Su, where’s your luggage?"

"It’s on my back."

"You’re only bringing that tiny backpack?"

"Yeah, do I need a lot of stuff? We’re not moving to Deer City permanently. Just a few changes of clothes will do. Everything else is available at the hotel."

Liu Bo pulled two large suitcases out of the trunk of the Maybach GLS600.

Hearing Su Yang’s explanation, he looked down at the two big suitcases on the ground and fell into deep thought.

"What are you spacing out for?" Meng Wenzhou walked over and patted Liu Bo’s back.

"Did we bring too much luggage?"

"This isn’t much."

"Look at Brother Su."

Meng Wenzhou turned to glance at Su Yang nearby and was visibly surprised. "Old Su, you’re just bringing a bag?"

"What else? If I need something, I’ll buy it over there. Why’d you bring so much luggage? Planning not to come back?"

"Uh, that kind of makes sense." Meng Wenzhou chuckled awkwardly.

At that moment, Pan Ning walked up to Su Yang and glanced at Meng Wenzhou and Liu Bo impatiently. "Can you two hurry up? You’re always making things complicated."

"Alright, alright."

Soon, the group entered the airport lobby, collected their tickets, and proceeded to the waiting area.

Meng Wenzhou had booked six first-class tickets, which essentially meant they had reserved the entire first-class section. On most planes, first-class only has six seats.

When it was time, the group could use the VIP channel to board directly.

Su Yang glanced at the ticket in his hand. To be honest, this was the first time he’d ever flown in his life.

In the past, whenever he traveled far, it was either by bus or high-speed train.

When he was collecting his ticket earlier, he was completely clueless. He had to quietly observe and learn from the person ahead of him.

‘Why am I feeling a bit nervous? First time flying. I wonder if there’ll be a sense of weightlessness during takeoff and landing. Will my ears pop?’

Su Yang muttered to himself internally.

Soon, an announcement echoed through the airport, notifying passengers that the flight from Haicheng to Deer City was ready for boarding.

Su Yang stood up and watched as a crowd began lining up. Instinctively, he started walking toward the queue.

Pan Ning noticed Su Yang heading toward the crowd and quickly grabbed his arm. "Where are you going?"

"Uh, don’t we need to line up?"

"We’ve got first-class tickets. No need to queue. We use the VIP channel."

"Oh, really? I’ve never flown before. Didn’t know first-class came with perks like this." Su Yang scratched his head and laughed.

He didn’t feel embarrassed at all. He had always been open-minded about these things. If he hadn’t done something before, he hadn’t done it—there was nothing to feel ashamed about.

Pan Ning furrowed her brows and looked at Su Yang. "You’ve never flown before?"

"Yeah, first time, haha."

"Are you kidding me?" Pan Ning thought Su Yang was joking with him. She turned and headed towards the VIP passage.

Su Yang couldn't be bothered to explain, he shook his head and followed the others.

Soon, they entered the plane first through the VIP passage.

Upon arriving at the first class cabin, Su Yang found his seat and sat down.

Not long after, a flight attendant in a dark blue uniform walked over to him.

The flight attendant was very pretty, tall, with a great figure, and she wore the airline's signature black stockings.

She approached Su Yang, showing eight teeth as she crouched slightly and smiled, "Hello sir, welcome aboard Huahai Airlines. The plane is about to take off, please fasten your seatbelt."

Su Yang smiled and lowered his head to find the seatbelt, struggling for a while without knowing how to fasten it.

He glanced at the flight attendant who was helping him with his things and thought: 'How do you address a flight attendant? Waitress? That doesn't sound right. Miss? Probably would get slapped. Oh, forget it.'

Unable to figure it out, Su Yang simply called out, "Hey, beautiful, how do you work this seatbelt? I'm not quite sure, could you show me?"

The flight attendant turned to Su Yang and smiled, "Sir, let me help you."

She moved closer to Su Yang, crouched down, and personally helped him fasten the seatbelt.

They were very close at that moment, and the flight attendant exuded a charming perfume scent.

'Damn, no wonder so many guys like dating flight attendants, there seems to be a reason for it.' Su Yang looked at the flight attendant in front of him a couple more times.

After fastening the seatbelt, the flight attendant's face turned slightly red as she glanced at Su Yang, then she turned to the side and crouched to introduce the flight.

"Sir, our flight will take approximately two hours and ten minutes. After takeoff, we will provide meals, both Chinese and Western. Would you like to choose one?"

"No need, just bring me an iced Americano later."

"Nothing to eat, is that right?"

"Yes."

"Alright, then please rest, and I'll bring you the iced Americano after takeoff."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome."