Yun Yuwan tentatively stretched out her hand, and Jiang Yingyu's warm, large hand took hold of hers, pulling her up.
Jiang Yingyu was remarkably action-oriented. After she agreed, he immediately drove her to the Western Suburbs where they could take off and called a friend with a pilot's license to help prepare.
Upon reaching the spacious take-off field in the suburbs, the helicopter's rotors were already spinning, causing the grass to undulate on the ground as if waves made by the rotor wind were running off into the distance.
It was an Airbus ACH145, with a long, thin tail, resembling a large dragonfly, or one might say its tail resembled a wind-up switch. If it were reduced hundreds of times in size, as small as a toy, she would definitely try to twist its tail.
It was much larger than the helicopters of her classmates she had seen before, with rear seats that could probably comfortably accommodate seven or eight people.
