In the first-class cabin, Lin Banxia curiously asked, "Ms. Zhao, how did you get me a ticket? Don't you need an ID card?"
Zhao Yan smiled but didn't answer, "Miss Lin, this is a small matter. President Huo has ways to handle it."
Lin Banxia responded with an "oh" and could only smile, "Ms. Zhao, do you work beside President Huo?"
"Yes, I used to!" Zhao Yan selectively replied, seemingly keeping her identity a secret.
Lin Banxia decided not to say more. If Zhao Yan worked for He Yanhuo, she could completely trust her.
After a flight lasting dozens of hours, they reached their destination, under a different sky.
Lin Banxia rubbed her tired eyes and, led by Zhao Yan and a bodyguard in black, checked into the top-floor suite of a seven-star luxury hotel.
"Miss Lin, please rest for a while. Mr. He's private plane will arrive in two hours, and by then, Mr. He's room will be next to yours!" Zhao Yan responsibly informed her of all the itinerary arrangements.
