The Secret to Picking Up Girls

In the afternoon, Zhang Yuze, escorted by five Rolls Royces, arrived at the airport and boarded his journey to FZ. Accompanying him were four cool guys in black suits, ties, and black sunglasses. Although Zhang Yuze repeatedly declined, saying that he didn't need bodyguards and that with his abilities, adding any would only be a burden, Li Yunpeng insisted. Zhang Yuze couldn't dissuade him, even when using his position as gang leader. Although he was annoyed, he was also touched. Having such a thoughtful subordinate was pretty good.

However, Zhang Yuze was still a little surprised that his men were carrying guns. When going through airport security, he didn't know what kind of documents these four guys presented, but they were exempt from inspection. Even Zhang Yuze didn't know what they were doing, but for the sake of his boss's dignity, he didn't ask too much.

Walking into the waiting hall, almost all the passengers' eyes were drawn to the strangeness of Zhang Yuze and his group.

Four cool guys in black suits, ties, and black sunglasses escorting a young man in casual clothes; it was hard not to attract attention. Fortunately, this was a place with a large flow of people, so although Zhang Yuze and his group were a bit special, it wasn't entirely unheard of, so people's eyes lingered on them for a while before moving on.

How should he put it? This was only Zhang Yuze's third time flying, so he still felt it was very novel. Zhang Yuze even thought to himself, should he buy a private helicopter or something in the future? But buying a plane would involve a lot of troublesome approvals. For example, he would have to apply for flight routes, and Zhang Yuze didn't think he had that much patience.

Sitting in the first-class cabin of the plane, Zhang Yuze's eyes kept glancing at the flight attendants passing by. Their light blue uniforms and the white, jade-like slender legs under their short skirts made Zhang Yuze swallow his saliva. He sighed inwardly that the flight attendants were pleasing to the eye! As he was pondering, a sweet voice entered his ears.

"Sir! Would you like something?" A beautiful flight attendant pushed a trolley to Zhang Yuze's side.

"Oh! !" Awakened by the beauty's call, Zhang Yuze's face flushed slightly, and he scratched his head awkwardly.

"Then give me a bottle of orange juice!" Zhang Yuze said casually, touching his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

When the flight attendant handed the orange juice to Zhang Yuze, Zhang Yuze deliberately remained calm and glanced at the beautiful flight attendant, asking somewhat casually, "Miss, are you also from Nan Min?"

"Yes! How did you know?" The flight attendant suddenly became a little strange, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on Zhang Yuze's face.