Chapter 1094 Private Jet

"Please persuade Aunt Guihua. If she has nothing to do in her hometown, let her go back with me to celebrate the New Year. Aunt Hua and Aunt Cui are both there this year, so it will be more lively with more people." Yang Dongxu said after sitting in Xiaohutou's house and watching Xiaohutou send him out.

Xiaohutou has a house in Yanjing, and more than one. In addition to the Yangjiayan shop that originally belonged to the Nalan family, it is managed by Ran Feifei, and the annual income belongs to Xiaohutou's family.

The rent received by Xiaohutou's mother every month is not a small amount, so she lives a very comfortable life. In addition, Xiaohutou now has the potential to become a football superstar, which can be regarded as a glory for the Nalan family.

In this way, Yang Dongxu has lived up to the entrustment of Mr. Nalan when he was dying.

"It's okay. My mother likes to live in the countryside, so she lives in the countryside. There is an agency for renting houses. You can help to check the accounts." Xiaohutou said with a smile.

Now it's just the two of them, mother and son, so naturally, the little tiger wants his mother to live a more comfortable life, and he has no objection to finding him a stepfather.

Of course, it would be better if his mother didn't keep nagging about marriage on the phone. Think about how not long after he entered the house, his mother just greeted Yang Dongxu and started asking about his lifelong affairs.

Three sentences are always about the niece of Aunt Wang next door and the youngest daughter of Uncle Li. Even Yang Dongxu had to beg for mercy and leave, as the main target of the attack, it can be seen how speechless he was at this time.

"It's like this before and after the Spring Festival, it will be fine after this period. But I also say something for Aunt Guihua, you are not young anymore, I know you are now determined to play football well. But playing football and dating are two different things. Find someone who likes to watch you play football and supports you playing football, so that you won't delay any time, right?" Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

Although it's not too late to get married in this life, he was urged to get married more than once or twice in the past few years. In addition, he was a bachelor for more than 30 years in his previous life, so he naturally understood the mood of the little tiger at this time. At the same time, I also understand how parents feel when they see other families having a lively time during the Chinese New Year, while their own family is deserted.

So many young people feel that their parents are urging them to get married because they want to impose their wishes on them. But have you ever thought that if you don't want to get married, you are also forcing your parents to accept your wishes.

Marriage seems to be your own business, but in fact it is a family matter. You can't feel that your family is a family if you like it. If you don't like it, you want to be "independent", right?

You have to register with your ID card when you stay in a hotel. How can you be so casual?

On the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, Yang Dongxu, who had been busy for so long, could finally go home for the Chinese New Year.

At this time, he got another good news, that is, the decoration of his customized private jet was finally completed, and it was fully delivered after a safety test flight to confirm that there were no hidden dangers.

So the original itinerary from Yanjing to Feicheng became a flight from Yanjing to Hainan.

Because he has shares in Hainan Airlines, the private jet is affiliated with Hainan Airlines. A bunch of procedures require him to sign in person.

Originally, the route application, which should have been very troublesome after owning a private jet, became the simplest thing. After all, it is much more convenient for an airline to apply for a temporary route than for an individual to apply for a route.

"I don't see how busy you are. Why don't you see me all year round?" Yu Feihong gave Yang Dongxu a big hug at Sanwan Airport.

Although Yu Feihong's father has been transferred to the central government, he still manages the retail market and Chinese embroidery in Hainan, as well as some import and export trade businesses.

However, compared with the publicity he showed a few years ago to help his father get out of the quagmire. Yu Feihong has been much more low-key in recent years. Although there is still a legend of "Hainan's No. 1 Young Master" in the world, few people see him anymore.

"You're talking as if I saw you?" Yang Dongxu retorted.

"You are talking without conscience. When have you ever taken the initiative to look for me unless you need my help?" Yu Feihong couldn't help but have some resentment in his eyes.

Yang Dongxu felt a chill in his heart, and seeing Yang Dongxu's mouth twitching, Yu Feihong seemed to feel that the prank was successful and laughed. Some passengers nearby frequently turned their heads to look over, and even the airport security noticed this side.

Yang Dongxu glared at him unhappily, and the two walked towards the exit. Instead, he turned around and was led to the airport management office.

Before he reached the office area behind the airport, a middle-aged man and a group of people came over: "Hello! Mr. Yang, hello! Mr. Yu."

"Hello, Manager Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you this time." Yang Dongxu stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party.

"No trouble, no trouble, we are all family, so we don't have to say two different things." The man called Manager Zhang said with a smile.

The airport office staff behind him looked a little strange, and Manager Zhang was a famous cold-faced tiger at the airport. I don't know what the identities of the two people I met today are. The manager who had a cold face is now smiling like a flower.

"This way, I think Mr. Yang must want to see his plane as soon as possible, so some procedures and documents are placed on the plane. When the time comes, Mr. Yang can just sign directly, and I will help you with the other procedures." Manager Zhang stretched out his hand and made a virtual gesture.

The group did not go to the office to chat, but went directly downstairs and got on the airport's special passenger car and drove to the apron where the private jet was parked.

When the other airport staff who didn't know who Yang Dongxu and Yu Feihong were heard their manager's words, they couldn't help but look at Yang Dongxu a few more times.

There is no way that there are indeed few people who can afford private jets in China these days, even if they are airport staff. The real private jets they have seen are only those of the rich people in Hong Kong.

This is really the first time that people in China have seen real ones. After all, let alone now in 2002, even in the era of the rise of Ma Fengyun and others in the future. Private jets are still a dream that many rich people dare not say is luxurious, not to mention for those of them who are just working people with good welfare benefits.

"Is it a little small?" Yu Feihong, who was sitting in the passenger car and looking at the private jet on the tarmac not far away, couldn't help but say.

"This is a private jet, not a passenger plane. This size is not small." Yang Dongxu couldn't help but say.

Of course, he wouldn't say that when he was in the French aircraft production factory, when he saw the difference between the private jet sample and the passenger plane. His first thought was actually the same as Yu Feihong's-why is this thing so small?

After all, let alone a large passenger plane, even in the face of a medium-sized passenger plane, a private plane looks too slim. Of course, this small one is just compared with the passenger plane next to it in appearance.

When the group boarded the private plane, there was no comparison with the passenger plane outside, and everyone instantly felt that the private plane that looked slim had such a large internal space.

"The plane is equipped with two pilots, two flight attendants, and one chef." Manager Zhang introduced it to Yang Dongxu while walking.

Kitchen, bedroom, dining room. From beginning to end, everyone felt that this was not a private plane, but a private apartment, or a private apartment that can fly and is equipped with a butler and a chef.

"When can it fly?" After looking at the interior, the decoration was roughly the same as what Zhou Ya and I chose at the time, and the layout looked quite comfortable.

"Some procedures require your signature so that I can report it. It can be handled within three days, and you can fly at any time afterwards." Manager Zhang said hurriedly.

"Bring the documents that need to be signed." Yang Dongxu nodded.

To be honest, although it seemed a little calm on the surface, I was still a little excited in my heart. This is just like when he had to get a classic Maserati Zonda.

Although he didn't drive it much after getting it back, he still remembers the satisfaction he felt when he sat in the car for the first time.

As his assets grew, cars and other things obviously couldn't bring her satisfaction, and private jets undoubtedly made him feel the cool feeling again.

"Where are you flying? Take me flying too." Yu Feihong sat on the leather seat next to him and touched it with his palm.

He didn't have the demeanor of the legendary Mr. Yu at all. Instead, he was curious about everything like a country bumpkin coming to the city. Or to say, everything was new to him, after all, Yu Feihong could sit in the first class cabin at will, but this was really his first time flying a private jet.

"It's almost the New Year, where else can I fly? Of course, I want to fly home. Do you want to go back with me to celebrate the New Year?" The assistant was reviewing the documents and contracts that Manager Zhang took out.

It's right to be careful about anything involving huge interests, although Yang Dongxu knew that Manager Zhang would not dare to fool him. But he was afraid of trouble, so he seemed a little incompetent to be a villain first and a gentleman later, but this was the right way to do things.

"You're not going out for the New Year, are you?" Yu Feihong asked.

"What's wrong?"

"Fly back. The plane is just sitting at the airport. Lend it to me for two days. Don't worry about the route and refueling. I can handle it myself." Yu Feihong said.

Yang Dongxu rolled his eyes. Does he care about the route and fuel?

I finally got a big toy with a lot of style. I haven't had enough fun playing with it myself. I don't want to give it to you to ruin it, okay?

"If you want to fly, buy one yourself. I have the manufacturer's phone number and may be able to give you a discount. You don't need the money." Yang Dongxu said unhappily.

"You don't need the money? Do you think everyone is as rich as you? You can buy things worth hundreds of millions without blinking an eye?" Yu Feihong looked depressed.

It feels like the difference between people is so big. After all, he is a legitimate son of a noble family. Yang Dongxu does business, and he does business too. Why is he so stingy when he wants to buy a car worth several million yuan for fun, but Yang Dongxu can get a private jet with just a wave of his hand.

"If you don't have money, just say it. I can lend it to you. I don't need your interest. Just mortgage your shares in Huaxiu to me." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.

"You wish." Yu Feihong snorted.

But the two of them were obviously joking, and Yu Feihong was just talking. But after seeing this private jet, he really wanted to get one for himself.

People are like this. If they just think about it for a while, they may forget it after a while. But when people around them have it and they have the ability to have it, but they don't have it now, they always want to get one for themselves.