"Are you going or not? If not, I'll find someone else!" Wang Ling was done talking to Zhang Menglong; any more and she might claim that even the Terracotta Army was made by Zhang Menglong's family.
"Of course I'm going! Why wouldn't I?" Zhang Menglong snatched the two tickets, "As long as it involves spending money, I'm definitely in!"
"Heh heh, then you can take your private jet when the time comes!" Wang Ling said with a teasing smile, "I need two seats, and by the way, let me introduce you to my new girlfriend!"
"I knew you weren't being kind-hearted for nothing!" Zhang Menglong gave her a scornful look, "Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, come straight from the airport to the airport!"
"Alrighty!" Wang Ling was all smiles, "It's my first time riding your private jet, Zhang the Young Master. I'm actually a bit nervous!"
"By the way, is your dad not going this time?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.
