Their hushed whispers were so quiet, but Zhang Wei still overheard them.
Regarding this.
Zhang Wei found himself unsure whether to laugh or cry. What kind of bizarre ideas had Matt instilled in them?
"It seems necessary to find an opportunity to properly explain things to Matt."
He thought to himself.
Zhang Wei chatted with Lis and Matt as they walked forward to hand his ticket to the security check officer.
Before long.
On the China Eastern Airlines flight from Hawaii to Daxia.
At this moment.
A flight attendant stood at the aircraft entrance, smiling as she welcomed each passenger aboard. However, as her gaze swept over the passengers walking down the forward aisle, her smile froze. It wasn't just her; the chief flight attendant and other stewardesses standing beside her also stiffened.
It could be seen.
In the forward aisle, a peculiar scene unfolded: a group of priests, leading a group of church children, were walking towards the aisle.
They were not unfamiliar with priests, having seen them visit Daxia before. But the scene before them was of a group of priests chatting and laughing with a young man from Daxia. The adult priests all showed respect, and one of them had an expression that looked nothing short of fanatical, as if they were escorting not a young man from Daxia, but God himself.
"Xiaoxiao, is that handsome guy also a priest?"
"No way, he's not wearing priest clothes."
"He's definitely not a priest. Look, there's a beautiful woman next to him. Can priests date women? I think it's probably that young man from Daxia donating to that priest. Don't foreign churches often receive donations? Especially those run by churches that have welfare homes. Look, aren't those church children there?"
"So he's sponsoring a welfare home. Doesn't that mean that handsome guy is very rich?"
As they were speaking.
Zhang Wei and his group had already arrived. Under the polite welcome of the flight attendants, they entered the aircraft.
Regarding this.
The flight attendant prepared to enter the cabin to find an opportunity to strike up a conversation with Zhang Wei, but at that moment, the chief flight attendant stopped her.
"Wait a moment, there are still passengers boarding."
"Huh? There are more? Isn't this the last group?"
As the flight attendant spoke, she noticed that not long after Zhang Wei and his group had boarded, another passenger walked into the aisle. Upon seeing this, her gold-digging eyes lit up.
It was a middle-aged man in a suit. From his clothes and pants to his belt, everything was a designer brand. Even the briefcase he was carrying was from Chanel.
Seeing this.
She no longer cared about Zhang Wei. Compared to Zhang Wei's youthful appearance and uncertain status as a sponsor, the middle-aged man in the suit in front of her was a hundred percent rich.
Immediately.
The flight attendant enthusiastically stepped forward, and the chief flight attendant and the others did not object, knowing how much their companion wanted to find a wealthy husband.
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As she spoke.
The flight attendant noticed the small suitcase the middle-aged man was carrying. Although it was small, it seemed rather heavy. The middle-aged man appeared somewhat tired, struggling to drag the suitcase, which was trembling. She knew her chance to impress had arrived and eagerly extended her hand.
"Sir, are you a first-class passenger? I'll help you with your luggage."
Then.
The flight attendant habitually reached out to take the small suitcase, but the moment she touched it, she suddenly froze.
At the same time.
The middle-aged man in the suit, who seemed to be lost in thought, saw his suitcase being touched. His pupils constricted, and he directly pulled the suitcase back, saying, "Don't touch my suitcase! No need, I can carry it myself. Thank you."
He exclaimed, realizing he might have lost his composure. He supplemented his refusal of her kind offer and then, without paying any attention to the flight attendant, walked directly towards first class.
This scene.
Even the chief flight attendant and the others were startled.
"You scared me! This person is a bit rude. I was just trying to help him put his luggage in the overhead compartment, why the outburst?"
"Perhaps it contains something valuable, like the ashes of his family members."
"Xiaoqi, I don't think you should pursue this kind of person. Huh? Xiaoqi, what's wrong?"
As the flight attendants spoke, they turned to see the previously materialistic flight attendant standing there in a daze.
It wasn't until the chief flight attendant waved her hand in front of her that she snapped back to reality.
"Xiaoqi, what's wrong? Were you scared by that rich man's temper?"
"No..."
The materialistic flight attendant shook her head, gazing in the direction of the middle-aged man in the suit's first-class seat. After a moment's hesitation, she replied,
"I don't know if it's my imagination, maybe I'm just too nervous, or perhaps that suitcase is indeed very valuable. When I touched the suitcase just now, it felt... very strange. The suitcase was so cold, like touching a block of ice."
As she spoke.
The materialistic flight attendant showed her confusion without any pretense. Recalling the moment, when she lifted the suitcase, it was incredibly cold, comparable to ice, even colder than ice, which had startled her into freezing in place.
Regarding this.
The chief flight attendant and the others were dismissive, assuming the flight attendant was mistaken.
"You must have been nervous. It's a suitcase, not a refrigerator."
"Haha, Xiaoqi, are you that nervous? But then again, that man in the suit looks very rich. His watch alone is worth five hundred thousand."
Upon hearing that the watch was worth five hundred thousand, the materialistic flight attendant was stunned for a moment, and her eyes lit up once more.
"Xiaoxiao, are you sure it's five hundred thousand each?"
"Yes, I've seen one exactly like it before."
"Then I can't miss this rich man. Xiaoxiao, you go take care of the economy class. There's also a handsome and rich young man there. I'll take care of this man in the suit."
...
At the same time.
While the flight attendants were conversing.
Zhang Wei and his group had already found their seats in economy class. As soon as they sat down, a young priest beside him also came over and sat next to him. Lis also sat down.
"Huh? Lis, why are you here? Weren't you in seat 3E?"
Zhang Wei remembered Lis saying she was in seat 3E before boarding the plane.
"I swapped with Father Wisley."
Lis held up her boarding pass and leaned closer to Zhang Wei to whisper,
"I actually wanted to sit with Mr. Zhang so I could chat with him. It's a shame there's a child next to us, so I can't discuss any inappropriate content with Mr. Zhang."
As she spoke.
Lis showed her regret without any pretense and then asked the young priest beside her,
"Little one, tell me, how old are you? I heard the other priests say earlier that Mr. Zhang is very powerful. How is he powerful? By the way, what are you watching?"
As soon as she spoke.
The young priest, who had picked up a tablet and started watching it as soon as he sat down, looked up.
"This sister, I'm eleven years old. I'm watching Armor Hero. Mr. Zhang is very powerful, Father Matt said so. He's super powerful. I don't know the specifics because Father Matt said too much, and I didn't remember it. Because in my opinion, God is the most powerful."
"Armor Hero? Isn't that an animation from Daxia?"
Upon learning that the young priest was watching an animation from Daxia, Lis couldn't help but think of Zhang Wei. She had recently gone to a figurine store with Zhang Wei and knew that Zhang Wei was an anime fan.
Inevitably.
Lis said to Zhang Wei,
"Mr. Zhang, look, this child also likes anime like you. Huh? Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"
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