Xiao Liu was not exactly from the high-income class; he merely served as a miniature version of it.
To peer at a part and see the whole picture, one could comprehend just how insignificant and contemptible the middle and low-income classes have become when the high-income class consolidated its status.
At the airport.
"Move aside, move aside."
Airport staff busily cleared the area of people, managing to forge a path through the crowded airport and rolled out a red carpet, very eye-catching.
"Damn it, who do they think they are? Can't they show some quality like the people from Jingdu?" Hou San cursed as he pushed his luggage cart, "This is outrageous. Are we not passengers too? Or is it just other people who are passengers?"
"That's enough, stop complaining." Wan Li smiled and said, "General Hou, we still have a plane to catch."
Hou San nodded and turned to look at Liu Ruyan and said, "General Liu, I did not expect you to be so skilled in negotiation. I am really impressed."
