The next day.
Morning.
Chai Ren and Zheng Lin returned to Beijing.
Just like when they came, they hitched a ride on Tang Qing's jet, which made Chai Ren consider buying the same model, although he was a bit reluctant about the price of over 300 million RMB for a new plane.
He was terribly conflicted.
...
At four in the afternoon.
The Gulfstream G550 arrived at Qingyan City Airport.
No one came to pick them up.
Private jets don't adhere to Standard Time, so Tang Qing did not ask anyone to come.
He went back home.
No one was there.
Tang Qing called his father.
"Tangtang, have you just got off the plane?" Tang's father asked happily.
"I'm already home."
"That was quick. Then go to your uncle's place first, pick up your aunt and cousin, and we'll head over once we close the store." It had become routine that whenever Tang Qing returned, all the families would gather at the manor for a good meal.
"Got it."
He hung up the phone.
