Late night.
China, Imperial Capital Airport.
A massive white airplane seemed to tear through time and space, plunging through the dark night, spiraling downwards, and finally landing on the tarmac with a 'bang'.
About a few minutes later, the taxiing plane came to a steady stop, and the cabin door opened.
"Woo-hoo! Finally back home!"
"Nothing beats the air of our motherland! Let's go for hot pot tonight? Director Jian, are you coming?"
"You guys go ahead, the old man can't keep up with the energy," Jian Guoqiang waved his hand and turned to look at Ruan Qi beside him, "What about you? With Master Xi not here, are you heading straight home or going out with them?"
China isn't like abroad, reporters are everywhere. Xi Jiu avoided suspicion by not flying in the same plane with the crew.
Hearing Jian Guoqiang's question, Ruan Qi looked up from her phone.
She smiled cheerfully and pointed at her phone screen, "Going home. My brother is picking me up!~"
