The following evening, Chen Cheng accompanied the convoy to the airport.

Chen Cheng sat in the passenger seat, leaving the back row for Zhao Hui and his daughter to bid their reluctant farewells.

Zhao Rui wouldn't be traveling to America alone this time.

Miao Che's ex-wife and daughter had returned for a visit recently, and since Zhao Rui was going over for medical treatment, Ma Li could take her daughter and hitch a ride to America.

Ma Li had lived there for many years and didn't want to return, which was also the reason for her divorce from Miao Che.

As the sky was bathed in fiery red hues, a maybach pullman, a black Range Rover, and a black Lincoln Navigator drove into the airport without obstruction.

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, the entire convoy appeared somber and desolate on the vast, empty airport grounds.

Chen Cheng, wearing sunglasses, looked at the setting sun on the horizon, the corners of his mouth curving upward.

He really liked the sunset.

The view was good, and the people were good; Chen Cheng couldn't suppress his smile.

Zhao Hui watched the airport scenes flashing by outside the car window, feeling an inexplicable sense of excitement.

A few minutes later, the convoy drove straight into the hangar.

Everyone got out of the car and stared blankly at the large, pristine white airplane in front of them.

Eleven, Jimmy, and the others helped move the luggage into the cabin.

Chen Cheng watched Zhao Hui's reaction, the corner of his mouth hooked, and he chuckled, beckoning everyone to board the plane.

Senior brother, sister-in-law, Rui Rui, go on up and take a seat first; it'll be a while before takeoff.

Zhao Hui snapped out of it and smiled, "Come on, Rui Rui, Daddy will see you onto the plane."

A look that was hard to describe appeared on Ma Li's face as she took her daughter's hand and followed Zhao Hui's pace.

Miao Che pursed his lips, walked up to Chen Cheng's side, and whispered, "You're corrupting a cadre here."

Chen Cheng raised the corners of his mouth, unbothered, "Senior brother has already resigned."

Miao Che rolled his eyes at him, "And me?"

"What are you talking about, Senior brother? Didn't you and sister-in-law divorce a long time ago?"

"What does that have to do with you?"

...

Miao Che shut down; he couldn't outtalk him, and he couldn't resort to violence.

"Welcome aboard,"

The flight attendant standing at the cabin door offered a professional smile, nodding in greeting to everyone one by one.

The flight attendant was dispatched by the management airline; if she weren't experienced and well-groomed, she wouldn't be on a business jet.

Scum Cheng had no interest in looking at the flight attendant and walked up the boarding stairs with a faint smile.

Inside the cabin, it wasn't just Zhao Rui and Miao Che's twelve-year-old daughter who were nervous.

Zhao Hui and Ma Li also held their breath as they looked at the cabin's exquisite, mansion-like decor.

Chen Cheng smiled, walked past them, and headed to the front.

"Sister-in-law, Rui Rui, you can sit anywhere in the front; don't be reserved. On this flight, besides the crew and pilots, there are only the three of you passengers, so there are plenty of seats."

He led them to the sofa area in the middle of the cabin and continued to introduce the features.

"This TV is connected to the internet; you can watch all global channels with satellite signals, and you can also make video calls."

"If the bed in the back isn't enough for the three of you, you can ask the flight attendant to adjust this sofa, and it can also be made into a bed."

"There is a restroom at the back of the plane where you can take a shower."

"There is also an internet signal on the plane, so you can go online."

"For food and drinks, I've ordered the Hunan cuisine that Rui Rui likes."

...

Zhao Hui had a calm smile on his face. He realized that once he started accepting it, he actually quite liked this materially rich life.

Although all of this was just bait Chen Cheng had thrown to him to ensure he worked with peace of mind.

They were both old foxes; how could Zhao Hui not understand Chen Cheng's intentions?

However, it didn't matter.

He had already made his decision, so he wouldn't hesitate or look back.

Moreover, the strength, bearing, and shrewdness Chen Cheng had displayed were unique.

Perhaps going to Company Name was a good choice.

After touring for a while, it was about time.

Zhao Rui threw herself into Zhao Hui's arms, shedding tears, "Dad, you have to take care of yourself."

Zhao Hui patted her back, "When you get there, listen to your Aunt Ma Li. The public security there isn't good, so don't run around."

"Your Brother Cheng has arranged security for you, so be polite to them."

...

Zhao Hui gave instructions on every aspect of things.

Miao Che was very straightforward; he hugged his daughter, said "listen to your mother," and that was it.

Miao Che let go of his daughter and looked at the gentle and quiet Ma Li, "Take care of yourself."

Ma Li rolled her eyes, "As if I need your mushy words. Hmph~"

Chen Cheng raised the corners of his mouth. This couple was divorced but still living together; they played quite a trendy game.

Finally, Chen Cheng hugged Zhao Rui, "When you get there, keep a calm mindset and focus on your treatment. If you're really too bored, have your Sister Anna take you traveling."

"I'll come to see you when I have time."

The Little Girl's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"I have a company in the Ugly Country; I'll definitely fly over at the end of the year. I'll come see you then."

Zhao Rui nodded, "Mm-hmm."

Chen Cheng let her go and smiled, "Practice your spoken language when you have nothing to do; you can consider this as attending a language class early."

"Mm!" The Little Girl nodded heavily.

"Alright, Brother Cheng is leaving."

Chen Cheng smiled and turned to get off the plane.

Zhao Rui watched Chen Cheng's back, the corners of her mouth slightly lifting.

Soon, the plane taxied out of the hangar and headed toward the runway.

Chen Cheng, Zhao Hui, and Miao Che, the three men, stood in front of the hangar waiting for the plane to take off.

Miao Che took out cigarettes, handed one to each of them, lit his own, and tossed the lighter to Zhao Hui.

Taking a deep drag, a smile appeared on Miao Che's face, "Old Zhao, this guy Chen Cheng is truly deviously bad."

Chen Cheng was holding Miao Che's Zippo, just about to light his cigarette, and scolded with a smile, "Hey, Senior brother, that's not right of you; who talks about someone to their face like that?"

Zhao Hui turned his head to look at Chen Cheng and nodded solemnly, "I also think this guy is deviously bad."

"Looking back, when I introduced him to Wu Xianlong, I unknowingly fell into the pit he had dug."

Chen Cheng puffed happily; he hadn't smoked in a long time.

Hiss~~~ So comfortable!

Zhao Hui no longer called Wu Xianlong "Big Brother," which clearly showed his heart had completely turned cold.

With decades of deception exposed, it was very possible that he would come to hate Wu Xianlong.

"Senior brother, that's where you're wrong. What do you mean 'the pit I dug'? I just happened to be there and accidentally exposed some secrets; otherwise, you would still be kept in the dark."

"And look at how good I am to you."

"I went to great lengths to give you a choice that's good for everyone; do you think it's easy for me?"

Seeing his aggrieved look, the corners of Zhao Hui's mouth twitched in annoyance; this guy definitely had a bit of a drama queen in him.

However, thinking back, what Chen Cheng said was also right.

Chen Cheng had happened to be there and exposed the secret of the fire from back then.

And he had provided him with a choice that didn't force him into a dilemma and wouldn't wrong Rui Rui.

He was indeed decent to him, his "cheap" senior brother.

Not to mention how he was to Rui Rui.

He arranged hospitals, houses, nannies, and security, and even worried that Rui Rui would be bored, so he arranged for people to take her out to have fun.

Even for the flight to America, he just waved his hand and arranged a direct private charter flight.

He didn't ask how much it cost, but for this kind of intercontinental direct private business charter, it probably cost over a million.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he treated her like his own younger sister.