At the airport, Paocai Nation's wealthy Li Family's Li Qiuci watched for a long time as the private jet, escorted by two F-35A fighter jets, took off officially.
Her eyes were filled with mystification.
She had also come to see off Lin Dong, but within the farewell party, she was just a rather inconspicuous presence.
Even before leaving, Lin Dong hadn't even glanced in her direction.
"Master Lin, I will certainly strive to grow, to grow into the position of President of Paocai Nation's First Financial Group... When you visit Paocai Nation again, perhaps you will glance at me a few more times,"
"I know that in this life, I am not worthy to be your woman. I don't dare to hope for such a thing, I only wish to qualify to be your maidservant. That way, I could see you more often."
Li Qiuci murmured to herself.
Meanwhile, An Zhongshan watched the jet fly away, and also loudly said, "Members of the Military Department, salute!"
