A month later, the Paradise Island would open its flights!
This news exploded instantly.
"Dear Mr. Su, my Gulfstream G650 is already thirsty. I hope to land at South Bay Airport as soon as possible.”
Rothschild said proudly.
The Gulfstream G650, produced by Gulfstream Airlines, was one of the world's top private jets.
It was powered by a Rolls-Royce BBR725 engine, equipped with a kitchen and a bar counter, and could accommodate up to eight passengers and four crew members. The price was as high as 120 million dollars.
"It's shameful to show off your wealth."
Ms. Bellini could not help but complain.
"Every cent of the Rothschild family is clean!”Rothschild replied.
" Haha, the newly ordered Gulfstream G750 will be delivered next month. I can fly to Paradise Island and try out the new Gulfstream."”
Rockefeller pretended to be relaxed.
However, there was an unconcealable sense of superiority in his tone. After all, he was the new Gulfstream!
" Haha, congratulations, Little Luo Xi, on your Gulfstream G750. Actually, my Bombardier Global 8000 also wants to go to Paradise Island.”
Shen Yishi came out and felt a wave of superiority.
Bombardier.
It was another giant in the private jet industry.
Then, he showed off again…
Challenger 850, Lear 45XR, CCRJ900... A list of aircraft models that ordinary people had never heard of popped up.
Su Cheng stared at the screen, speechless.
Why were these big shots arguing like children showing off their toys?
However, he was happy that they were flying a private jet.
Private planes had to be parked for a long time, so they had to pay a " parking fee " to the airport. Well, let the big shots pay a little more.
At this moment.
Old Morgan, who had been silent all this time, sent a message:
"Group leader @ Island Master Su, how long is the runway of Nanwan Airport? Three arrogant emojis."
"Why are you asking about this…"
Miss Medici was puzzled.
"Mr. Morgan, what are you doing?”
Shen Yishi said.
Everyone perked up…
Old Morgan was the world's capital tycoon. The issues he paid attention to often represented the latest wind direction of the capital world!
"2700 meters."
Su Cheng answered truthfully.
His first reaction was that Morgan was going to invest in the global aviation industry.
Should he acquire the shares of a few airline companies in advance…
"The length of this track is just right!"
"It seems that my latest model of a private jet, the 747- 200B, can successfully land at the South Bay Airport. Three baring faces."
Old Morgan replied slowly.
Puff...
The group was flooded with drooling emojis.
Everyone was holding their breaths, trying to eavesdrop on Morgan Financial Group's investment strategy. Who knew that Old Morgan's goal was to show off his private jet!
It was a 747- 200B!
This big guy was a genuine commercial airliner with a length of 70.6 meters, a wingspan of 59.6 meters, and a height of 19 meters. It was fully loaded with 366 people!
The selling price was at least 530 million dollars!
Only Morgan Financial Group, which viewed money as numbers, could buy it as a means of transportation.
Of course.
The behemoth had been completely remodeled. It had 35 luxury suites, private baths, and audio and video facilities. It also had a bar and a luxurious banquet hall. It was not an exaggeration to call it the Flying Sky Hotel.
It could be said to be a huge modification.
In this world, another modified 747- 200B aircraft was the Air Force One of the President of the United States, Mr. Trump!
" The older the wiser. Congratulations, Mr. Morgan, on your boeing 747- 200B…"
Shen Yishi said in a business-like tone.
"I'll give this plane 82 points, and the rest will be given away in the form of 666 points…"
Little Lockfick smiled bitterly.
" Oh my god, Old Morgan, are you going to buy out boeing? It's worth 200 billion dollars…"
Rothschild seemed to smell a business opportunity.
"Everyone's plane is pretty good. Let's fly to Paradise Island to play! Three welcome emojis."
Su Cheng replied slowly.
Then, he changed the topic." I forgot to remind everyone that the 'parking fee' for parking planes at South Bay Airport is tentatively set at 20,000 USD per hour. The big shots probably wouldn't care about this price. Three nose-picking emojis."
Silence…
The WeChat group chat that was chatting fervently instantly fell silent.
20,000 USD per hour of down time was not just expensive, it was really f * cking expensive!
The big shots had to consider it too.
20,000 dollars per hour, 480,000 dollars per day, 336,000 dollars per week…
If he stopped for ten days or half a month, it would be enough to buy a new plane!
"Pfft…Island Master Su is mighty. Call Island Master Su!”
Miss Medici smiled.
"Island Master Su, I need you to punish these filthy capitalists. Oh, you're really the nemesis of capitalists! Three applause emojis."
Ms. Bellini was moved.
Island Master Su, I've discovered that the blood of a profiteer flows in your bones…"
Rothschild was speechless.
"Island Master Su, aren't the Japanese very hospitable? Why do you want to charge a 'parking fee'? Morgan Financial Group strongly protests! Three roaring emojis."
Old Morgan said angrily.
Looking at the emotional private jet bosses, Su Cheng smiled slightly, revealing two rows of white teeth.
You think you can be awesome in front of me just because you have a private jet?
"Downtime fee"…
Alright then.
It felt so good to tease the big shots!
Su Cheng put down his phone and emailed Valentina about the travel quota.
He asked her to contact the secretaries of the owners.
Well, this was what a secretary would do…
……
Beijing.
In a neighborhood close to the political center of the country.
Shen Yishi put down his phone tiredly and looked at the French plane tree outside the window. As a middle-aged man, it had been a long time since he last used his phone.
But don't say it.
This 'Paradise Island Owner Group' was quite interesting!
The people inside came from all over the world. Old Morgan, Little Luo, Medici…They were all talents and spoke well. He really liked being inside.
Moreover…
He had snatched a red packet worth millions!
They even managed to make a few good deals for jade crafts.
As a businessman from the Red Top Group, Shen Yishi did not care about the transaction volume. However, it was difficult at the beginning. Maintaining a good relationship with the owners would be beneficial to the expansion of the Unpolished Jade Group in Europe and the United States.
"Teacher Shen, it's time to eat."
At this moment, a sweet voice was heard. It was Shen Yishi's wife, the 27-year-old host of Huayang, Luo Dan.
"Okay, tell Little Yu to stop doing his homework and eat first! In addition, I have good news to announce!"
Shen Yishi said with a smile.
"Daddy, what's the good news?"
His son, Shen Yu, bounced out of the study.
"Haha, son, do you want to go to Paradise Island?”
Shen Yishi laughed.
Then, he told her about the qualifications to travel to Paradise Island.
"Dad, I want to go!"
Shen Yu was so excited that he danced around.
If he could make a trip to Paradise Island, he would be the star of Yanjing No. 81 High School. No second-generation celebrity would dare to look down on him!
At the side, his beautiful wife Luo Dan could not help but blink her beautiful eyes, and a hint of anticipation appeared on her exquisite face.
In such a family where there was an old husband and a young wife, other than raising Shen Yu who was not her biological son, she and Shen Yishi rarely communicated with each other. They did not have any physical contact, let alone physical communication.
Married life could be said to have no fun at all. She was already so bored that she was about to suffocate. She might as well go to Paradise Island to relax.
"Let's go together next week."
Luo Dan bit his lips and finally said.
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