The next day, Jiang Cheng drove his Porsche directly to Rong City's airport, completely unconcerned about the 200 yuan per day parking fee.
After checking in, Jiang Cheng entered the economy class entrance. Usually, for plane tickets, the most expensive first-class seats tend to have the most availability.
However, today's flight was unusual; all first-class tickets were sold out, leaving only economy class tickets.
So, Jiang Cheng could only buy an economy class ticket. It wasn't that he looked down on economy class.
However, a certain big shot once said that while both first-class and economy class on a plane will reach the same destination, sitting in first-class makes it easier to encounter various business opportunities.
Although Jiang Cheng wasn't interested in these so-called business opportunities at the moment.
The reason he wanted to sit in first-class was simple: it was spacious and comfortable, unlike the cramped and crowded economy class before him.
Someone of his height, 1.8 meters, was truly not suited for economy class. As he sat in the aisle seat of economy class, he felt his legs were inconveniently stretched, and he was quite uncomfortable.
Just as Jiang Cheng was sighing helplessly, a girl suddenly stopped in front of him.
A pleasant and melodious voice came from above his head: "You are... Jiang Cheng?"
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked up, and upon seeing her, he was somewhat surprised.
"Zhou Ying?"
Zhou Ying was his high school classmate and the school beauty of their graduating class.
Jiang Cheng was a bit surprised that Zhou Ying recognized him.
Although they were classmates, Jiang Cheng and Zhou Ying had no interaction during those three years; they hadn't even exchanged a single word.
The reason was simple: throughout his three years of high school, Jiang Cheng was entirely devoted to Zhao Jia, strictly adhering to male virtues.
Even though Zhou Ying was dazzlingly beautiful, in his innocent youth, Jiang Cheng's eyes only saw Zhao Jia as the most beautiful.
However, the current him was no longer the Jiang Cheng of that time. While Zhao Jia's looks were still good, compared to Zhou Ying, she immediately paled in comparison.
Today, Zhou Ying was wearing a white short-sleeved top, milk-colored pants, and a simple pair of sneakers.
Her outfit was quite ordinary.
But the tight jeans perfectly accentuated her tall figure and fair, long legs.
Combined with her impressive bust, it created an extreme sense of impact.
Despite such a captivating figure, her waist was as slender as a willow branch, seemingly graspable with one hand.
The exaggerated contrast in curves had a great visual impact, making Jiang Cheng feel a dizzying sensation.
He wished he could directly bury himself in Zhou Ying's impressive embrace.
Seeing Jiang Cheng looking at herself, Zhou Ying's pearly teeth slightly parted, gently biting her pink, delicate lips. This charmingly naive expression, coupled with her fair skin, delicate features, and slightly curled tea-black long hair, instantly exuded a goddess-like aura.
Seeing Jiang Cheng still seated, Zhou Ying pointed to the seat next to him and said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sitting right next to you."
"What a coincidence?"
As Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the young man with gelled hair sitting in the aisle seat next to him immediately brightened up.
He instantly stood up, habitually making a handsome gesture of sweeping his side hair.
He said to Zhou Ying, "It's truly my honor to be traveling with such a beautiful lady. Please, come in."
This affected and slightly greasy gesture made the expression on Zhou Ying's face instantly awkward and stiff.
After all, she was a school beauty.
She was definitely the most dazzling presence in a 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."
"Is your seat 18A? 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 with a slight blush, she smiled gratefully at Jiang Cheng.
"Yes, I'm 18A."
"I'm sorry, it's my first time flying."
After speaking, Jiang Cheng pretended to apologize and stood up, giving the seat to Zhou Ying.
Seeing Jiang Cheng step out, Zhou Ying's lips curved into a seemingly shy smile for some reason.
She softly said 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 the beautiful woman replaced by Jiang Cheng, his face immediately fell.
The young man discontentedly said, "Brother, shouldn't this seat be for that beautiful woman? You're not allowed to change seats randomly on a plane."
"Didn't I make myself clear enough? We don't need to explain our business to you."
After being rebuffed by Jiang Cheng, the man's face grew even darker, but seeing that Jiang Cheng and Zhou Ying indeed seemed to know each other, he thought for a moment and held his tongue.
He cleared his throat, still unwilling to give up, and continued to flirt with Zhou Ying: "Beautiful lady, what are you going to do in Modu?"
Seeing that the man, separated by one seat, still wanted to talk to her, Zhou Ying's brows furrowed deeper, and she replied with some impatience, "It's for work, I suppose."
"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 chuckled dryly, then decided not to bother with him anymore. 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 nice, 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, I can recommend some places to you? Or I could take you around, beautiful lady."
Seeing that Zhou Ying didn't respond, Qian Shen wasn't annoyed and still stubbornly wanted to show off his travel experience.
"I'm not saying this to brag, but Modu has a lot of pitfalls. If you don't have much experience, it's easy to get scammed. That's what happened to me when I first came, but now I've summarized my experience. For example, when it comes to staying in hotels, there's a lot to know..."
Seeing that neither of them was responding to him, Qian Shen still thick-skinnedly said, "I have a hotel car arranged to pick me up as soon as I land, which is very convenient. My parents arranged this hotel for me. How about you two, which hotel are you staying at? Or should I have them give you a ride since it's on the way? Otherwise, taking a taxi at the airport can be very expensive."
Seeing Qian Shen showing off that his hotel had pick-up service, Jiang Cheng immediately smiled. He understood his meaning: he had booked a suite, which was on the more expensive side.
This was likely his way of subtly flaunting his financial status 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 low, with a hint of shyness and nervousness.
Jiang Cheng clearly didn't expect Zhou Ying to do this. His gaze fell on Zhou Ying's hand resting on the back of his, and he was momentarily stunned.
Mainly, Zhou Ying's hand was smooth and soft, and suddenly holding it made him feel like he was falling in love.
Seeing Jiang Cheng staring at her hand, Zhou Ying's cheeks immediately 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 sour. He glared at Jiang Cheng unhappily.
"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 quite similar to my QQ Music playlist."
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Zhou Ying's expression became somewhat unnatural.
It was as if her little secret had been discovered, making her feel a bit embarrassed and uneasy.
"Oh, really? What a coincidence..." Zhou Ying's voice was a bit unnatural, and her gaze avoided Jiang Cheng's.
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 select a somewhat relaxing English song.
Looking at the 'simp' breakup love songs on the playlist, Jiang Cheng quietly asked, "You also broke up? Why are your songs the same as mine?"
Hearing Jiang Cheng say this, Zhou Ying immediately denied it: "I... I haven't been in a relationship..." After saying that, she continued to ask: "You said 'also'... Weren't you with Zhao Jia?"
Jiang Cheng replied naturally, "I broke up with her..."
Hearing this, Zhou Ying was somewhat 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. You're 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, "Yes, I'll check which district it's in."
After speaking, Jiang Cheng picked up his phone to look at his large order.
"It seems to be in Minhang District."
Zhou Ying leaned over upon hearing this, and upon seeing it, she was somewhat surprised: "You booked Aman Yangyun?"
