Two days later, Zhao An arrived at the airport with Aunt Chai, his mother, and his secretary, Zhao Fei, and boarded a first-class flight for their overseas trip. Huang Lin, who had previously managed a gaming company, temporarily took charge, providing temporary control and calling Zhao An for assistance if any emergencies were unmanageable.
Sitting in her boss's office, Huang Lin felt a sense of pride. She was still being valued. Was this the benefit of being a virgin? Keeping her virginity would fetch a good price. If she met a good buyer, she'd truly be worry-free. If she met a scumbag, she'd simply be unlucky.
In fact, besides Huang Lin, there was another woman, Wang Hong, who also managed the female anchors. She had previously been a car sales attendant, but after hooking up with Zhao An, she became his mistress. Now, she was managing the female anchors at the company. Although she loved money, she was very sensible and wouldn't take what she shouldn't. Zhao An had already given her more than enough, and if she continued to be greedy, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Feng Timo and other female anchors breathed a sigh of relief when they learned Zhao An was on a business trip. They were genuinely terrified. It wasn't that they disliked Zhao An. It was that every time he fucked them, their entire bodies would ache. After one session, they'd basically not feel like having sex for half a month. It was incredibly satisfying. Being fucked by a hunk every day wasn't a problem either. It would also cause back pain, and even going to the bathroom would be a sharp pain. It was awful.
On the plane, it was Zhao An's first time on a plane. He had never been on a plane in his previous life, but he had taken trains a few times, and it felt pretty good.
"First time on a plane, right?" Chai Miaoyu smiled, her beautiful eyes flickering, a hint of allure escaping from the corners. Clearly, she'd been pampered on the way here.
There were only four people in first class, five including the flight attendants.
The huge first-class cabin had eight seats, but they were all bought by Zhao An. He loved booking the entire cabin and was planning to get his own private jet someday!
"Well, not anymore. Actually, I'm planning on getting a private jet. First, I need to invest in an airline. Becoming a shareholder will make it much easier to sign a registration agreement." Zhao An sat in the massage chair, enjoying the massage, his eyes narrowed. A calf massage would be even better. Isn't that what rich people do?
"Haha, I support you. Whatever you want to do is fine." Chai Miaoyu said with a smile, her delicate face painted with light makeup. Her beautiful eyes flickered, a hint of spring in them. Walking down the street, she could easily draw the attention of many men. That's the charm of a mature woman.
"Then I'm going to have sex in the bathroom. What do you think?" Zhao An chuckled softly, a hint of mischief in his voice.
Chai Miaoyu's heartbeat quickened slightly, and her delicate hand gently stroked the right strand of hair. "Go find Zhao Fei. I'm full. You're really not someone a woman can satisfy!"
Zhao Fei was still typing away at the keyboard. There were many contract clauses that needed her help reviewing, and she was very busy. Having the ability to get things done, but also being able to raise your beautiful buttocks for men to fuck. Anything is fine. Don't be a secretary anymore. Do what's needed, do what's needed, and don't be a secretary when you're not.
The mother put on her headphones and began listening to music. Her beautiful face gazed out the window, seemingly relaxed and at ease. This trip was also a trip with her son, a way to relax, or perhaps a honeymoon?
Zhao An's eyes shifted constantly, occasionally glancing at Chai Miaoyu, then at his secretary, Zhao Fei. He seemed to be searching for prey, his gaze filled with lust, a desire to find a woman to mate with. Tens of thousands of meters above, carrying out the most important life event of all, mating and procreating!
The mother, who had been gazing out the window, suddenly felt a jump in her heart. Turning her head, she met her son's lustful gaze. Her heart trembled, and she turned her head away, not daring to meet his gaze. She was trembling with fear.
Chai Miaoyu, however, smiled and took a sip of her coffee, looking at the stripes in her hand. Their first stop was Blizzard. Blizzard was enjoying a surge in popularity at the time, but a scandal caused internal unrest, coupled with the need to devise new revenue strategies, which led to a disaster.
Do games make money? They do, but the quarterly revenue is only a few tens of millions—not a lot, but not too low either, falling somewhere in the lower middle range. In the US, there are countless profitable industries. Without true fans, no one would develop and sell games. Therefore, investors truly focused on profit wouldn't even consider a gaming company, which is why Zhao An was able to acquire them.
The first-class flight attendants were all attractive, quite pleasing to the eye. Their stockings and high heels, combined with their uniforms, created a certain allure that made a man's heart race. However, after a few conversations, Zhao An discovered that most of them were part-time escorts—high-class nosy women. He instantly lost interest in such women. This was all thanks to the encyclopedia's built-in recognition and mind-detection capabilities. Otherwise, who knows, the flight attendant you kissed might have sucked countless cocks!
"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" the heavily made-up stewardess asked delicately, her body tinged with perfume. A man who could book the entire first-class cabin must be a wealthy man. And three women and one man—there must be some unexplained secret.
Zhao An waved his hand and said, "No, thank you. Please leave. We'll let you know if we need anything."
"Okay, I'll be out first then. Feel free to let me know if you need anything, sir." The coquettish stewardess left with a hint of disappointment. How wonderful it would be to hook up with a wealthy sponsor! Stewardessing is a job for the young. When you're old and faded, no one wants you, and you won't be assigned to first class.
Zhao An had no interest in these harlots. If he wanted to do it, he'd do it with a decent woman. Who would bother with a nosy woman?
After the stewardess left, Zhao An got up and locked the cabin door. Seeing Aunt Chai and Secretary Zhao Fei bent over their work, he decisively went to his mother's side. "Mom, I need to go to the bathroom!"
His mother playfully rolled her eyes. "If you want to go, just go. Why are you telling me?"
"Then I'll have to ask Mom to take me!" Zhao An chuckled. He pulled his mother, who was listening to music, to her feet and pushed her into the bathroom. He then squeezed in and closed the door. The rustling sound of undressing and his mother's coquettish voice could be heard, followed by a muffled moan.