"Amazing Yang, do you need anything?"
Above the vast Pacific, a Boeing 777 from All American Airlines cut through the azure sky, leaving behind a long white contrail.
In the airplane's comfortable and elegant first-class cabin, passengers were either sleeping with their eyes closed, reading books, or enjoying various audiovisual entertainment, with flight attendants occasionally walking by with light steps. Nowadays, not all American flight attendants are pretty girls; on the contrary, most are aunties who are not easy on the eyes. Even the young women go to first-class and business classes. Like Kelly, who definitely fits the traditional "stewardess" image, she naturally recognized this handsome Asian guy and often took the initiative to come over and ask if he needed anything, occasionally managing to chat with him for a bit.
