Chi Hong gave Xiao Yun a salted duck egg and asked: "Master, are we going to enter the mountain from south of Yunnan?"
"No, I can't eat it anymore." Xiao Yun shook his head, put down the chopsticks, and replied: "Don't go to south of Yunnan, let's go to northern Hubei."
"Go to northern Hubei?"
Chi Hong muttered twice, puzzled his face, but he didn't ask much. Anyway, he felt that as long as he could protect Xiao Yun's safety, as for where he was going, he followed him.
After breakfast, the two went out.
Half an hour later, the Qin family's mansion.
Xiao Yun and Chi Hong were sitting in the living room and chatting with Qin Jingshan.
This time, Qin Jingshan directly wrapped a private jet for the group.
This is a nineteen -seater aircraft of a double -hair turbine propeller. It is developed and produced by the Haoke Bichi Company of Thor God Company. The price is more than 35 million, which is very spacious inside.
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In fact, the cost of packing a private jet is not small, and the lease cost is calculated tens of thousands per hour!
And the service fee is as high as more than 100,000!
In addition, this cost is still completely unreasonable, because it includes a series of procedures such as helping to declare routes, navigation, machinery, stepping on points, etc.
If the procedures are not properly handled, it is Hei Fei, which will be held legal and responsible. In severe cases, it may even be regarded as an unknown flight or an invasion of an airplane, which is directly shot down!
The personal application route is also very troublesome, so it is generally entrusted to a navigation company for rented aircraft.
After this set of procedures is completed, the machinery staff are also provided by the general navigation company, which is almost a one -stop service.
Therefore, for ordinary people, the service fee for more than 100,000 is a sky -high cost, but for people like Qin Jingshan, it is a worry -free and effortless intimate service.
In this way, it is also solved the problem of Wu Fenglai's black household.
"Master, people are here."
At this moment, a middle -aged man dressed as a housekeeper, bent over and said respectfully.
Qin Jingshan slightly shot: "Well, take him in."
After a while, the housekeeper came in with a young man.
I saw the man's age of less than thirty years old, his hair was combed into a medium, and he meticulously stuck it on the brain sons, and he also painted a lot of oil.
The man was wearing a set of rigid black Zhongshan outfits. The whole person seemed a little old -fashioned. In addition, his slightly tall cheekbones and small eyes looked like a very bad feeling.
This person is Hu Qingshi's grandson, Hu Yueping. This chapter has been completed!