Beijing Capital International Airport.
After several hours of flight time, the domestic flight that departed from Binhai City landed smoothly on the airport runway.
Zhang Zian grabbed his suitcase and alighted from the plane. He immediately felt that the air in the capital was different from the dryness of Binhai City. It was always dry and rainy during the spring in northern, inland cities. However, the air quality wasn't bad and there was no scent of the famous Manchu Han Imperial Haze…
Except for Famous, the other elfins were all kept in Zian's phone. After all, they were on a small and shabby domestic flight. There weren't even have young, blonde, busty, and long-legged flight attendants. Even Richard was not interested in taking the plane, although Sihwa, on the other hand, had wanted to take a seat, which was obviously impossible. That would be like shipping a salted fish by air. The moment they reached the capital, it would stink.
