Chapter 303: Only I Have My Own Method Chapter 303: 30,000 Feet Viewing Overlapping Mountain Peaks (1)

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Changing a flight route is a major matter; changing one plane means changing many corresponding planes, creating a domino effect, and sometimes even notifying planes already in the air. Not to mention the trouble, the workload alone is staggering. Without ironclad connections, no one would do this thankless and offensive task.

The flight attendant serving as purser, filled with doubt and surprise, went to the front cabin to report to the captain; when she returned, her face showed shock and relief. It seemed the captain knew Chen Yi's identity.

Liu Xinyu looked left and right, not understanding who they were waiting for.

Chen Yi didn't explain either, opening a book to read. Liu Xinyu glanced at it—it was actually an English edition of Samuelsson's Economics, a classic work of economics and also a textbook. She couldn't help but say: "You're cramming at the last minute to this extent? Surely your thesis wasn't written by you?"

Chen Yi couldn't very well say it was a "Skill Copy Scroll," such a heaven-defying thing. So he vaguely said: "I'm thinking through a book."

"Just a simple economics textbook?" Liu Xinyu had obviously read it before. She received an absolutely utilitarian education; economics was inherent in it.

Chen Yi coughed twice, held the volume and read, putting on an air of profundity.

The Naked Bear, however, said in a worshipful tone: "Master's teachings—Master's actions must have deep meaning."

Liu Xinyu narrowed her eyes and smiled, her towering twin peaks trembling slightly as she said: "You kid, your flattery is truly practiced and thorough."

Cao Zheng coughed violently. Chen Yi glared at him and said: "Do you want to say something?"

He thought to himself: Liu Xinyu truly deserved the description practiced and thorough.

"I don't dare, I don't dare." Cao Zheng didn't even dare to look up at Liu Xinyu.

The latter also knew what they were talking about. As a beauty, she had encountered this situation countless times, but Chen Yi was like this too, making her both amused and somewhat smug.

Whether considered from the perspective of normal human thinking or from the perspective of a secret organization, Chen Yi would surely accomplish great undertakings, assuming he wouldn't be "killed in action" in advance.

Light footsteps sounded. The two flight attendants from before reappeared, and the little girl who had escaped earlier cautiously stepped forward to apologize to Chen Yi: "Mr. Chen, my performance just now was very unprofessional. Please forgive me."

The purser then bowed her head to apologize: "Sorry, it's our work that wasn't meticulous."

Student Chen raised his head in surprise, seeing she had put on makeup again—who knew how long she had secretly cried downstairs—and smiled: "I was in the wrong. Don't take it to heart."

Cao Zheng took the opportunity to say: "Don't worry, our Master is very nice. Oh, I'm Cao Zheng, still young, now considered part of the company's gold-collar class... Master, am I considered gold-collar?"

Chen Yi picked up his book, laughing and crying at the same time, and said: "I suppose so."

"Miss Ning Xueyan, we'll return to the country in at most one month. I live in Jiangning. Here's my phone number." Cao Zheng looked at the nameplate on the little flight attendant's chest and handed over his business card.

Chen Yi didn't even know when Cao Zheng had made his business cards. He smiled and said nothing.

Ning Xueyan, both angry and annoyed, took Cao Zheng's business card, threw it in the trash when she got back, then covered her head and groaned: Today was truly embarrassing.

So the flight attendants not on duty began chatting fiercely, discussing gold-collar workers and pilots, the difference between captains and big bosses...

After waiting about an hour, an airport Audi stopped below the plane, followed by Stanik, smiling broadly as he boarded. Compared to how he looked last year, today's Italian handsome man fully displayed the bearing of a mature man—an appropriate smile and a weathered forehead, plus a fit inverted-triangle figure, almost condensing all the racial advantages and propaganda advantages of Europeans—not two or three hundred years of subtle propaganda; Chinese people would not regard high noses and deep-set eyes as the standard of "beauty." Back then, how difficult it was for Li Bai of a small Central Asian country to get a Beijing Tiger's Mouth, let alone become an official. A lifetime of setbacks—if he were a capital person... if he were a capital person, he wouldn't have to study and prepare for the imperial exams so hard...

Two rear-cabin flight attendants couldn't wait to rush to the front cabin, following behind Ning Xueyan, asking Stanik in coquettish English: "Do you need anything? We have red wine, juice, coffee, tea..."

"Champagne will do." Stanik answered in Chinese, then plopped down on the sofa behind him, smiling: "I've been persuaded by you."

As early as when he decided to go to the Vatican, Chen Yi had called Stani. The Catholic holy land had many hidden places; without an insider's help, it was hard to have the opportunity to search carefully. The only candidate he could think of was Stanik—although the two had even come to blows over being "love rivals," times had changed. Now Stanik was merely a secondary person in charge of the Asian region, long having lost his former glory, while Chen Yi had vaguely become the first heir of the Chen family. Eldest brother Chen Heng had gone to the military, perhaps having seen his younger brother's business talent and voluntarily stepped aside...

Under these circumstances, Stanik going to provoke Han Jie had no meaning at all, and he couldn't provoke her anyway. And after removing the initial grudges, both sides had many contacts and common interests. For example, the Mitsubishi Group's dealings at the Jiangbei Wharf—that was a piece of information the Vatican could easily obtain but China almost could not.

The phone call ended in just one minute. Chen Yi mainly explained his current situation and requirements; Stanik said he would consider it... Everyone was smart; there was no need to repeatedly describe the prospects. Most of the time, stating one's position was enough.

Arriving an hour late was also Stanik's position, indicating he wouldn't completely follow Chen Yi's arrangements.

Both sides knew each other's minds. Chen Yi smiled and shook hands with Stanik, introducing him to everyone. It was just that the Naked Bear had an unfriendly gaze—he had participated in the campus brawl and was on the beaten side.

After they exchanged pleasantries, the purser smiled politely and said: "Everyone, shall we take off now?"

"Wait another 5 minutes."

Chen Yi made a phone call, and a military helicopter stopped directly in front of the airport terminal. Not only did it skip security checks, but even photography work was waived.

The Jiangning Military Region was a second-tier military region, but the helicopter belonged to the superior major military region. Jiangning Airport was still a state-owned enterprise; who dared to come looking for trouble?

The sole person in charge solemnly stared at the vehicles getting off the plane, finally watching them delivered to the chartered plane, before spitting and cursing luckily: "If something falls from the sky, blame yourself. Whoever meddles gets struck by lightning."

What got on the plane were boxes of potions and scrolls, all silver-white alloy boxes with extremely high safety. Chen Yi almost at the moment the cargo was loaded ordered: "Take off."

If the cargo had to pass security checks normally, it would be too troublesome. When getting off the plane, Stanik would be there, making it convenient to handle afterward.

The plane began taxiing toward the runway. Stanik smiled and said: "The military is like your family's business."

"At this time, one should use the term Military Region." Chen Yi said, curling his lip: "If it were 10 years ago, you'd know whose the Military Region was."

Back then, Chen Zhongguo had almost reached the highest level of the state. His uncle Chen Guoliang had been deputy of the Military Region for several years, waiting for the predecessor to retire and take over. The Chen family's status in Jiangning reached its peak. Whether the He family, Liang family, or even the Han family, all had to stand aside. Chen Yi's father Chen Congyu's Kai Sheng Company was reorganized into the Chen Group, with businesses covering hundreds of industry categories. Back then, he didn't need to find anyone or pull any strings; naturally someone would open the door wide for him...

"I truly envy you."

"Aren't you also from a chaebol background?" Chen Yi watched the land gradually recede, suddenly feeling unable to grasp anything. If the pilot didn't want to live and flew the plane into a free fall from high altitude, or even dove down, Level 9 Combat couldn't stop it.

"Just not a commoner." Stanik chuckled twice, a weathered look suddenly showing. From a heaven's pride child to a street rat everyone shouted at took only one year. Having lost the glory of being a core member of the Vatican, the young him, like rootless duckweed, lived a most unpleasant life in the Asian region.

Chen Yi smiled and picked up his book, preparing to continue reading. On today's plane, the Martial Arts Hall behind the Naked Bear had secrets; the investment company behind Fang Zhong had secrets; the sect behind Stanik had secrets; the secret organization behind Liu Xinyu had secrets. It could be said to be a plane full of secrets—better not to speak.

However, him not speaking didn't mean others wouldn't speak.

Fang Zhong soon started chatting with Stanik. Liu Xinyu would occasionally say a couple of sentences. They had all received strict education far surpassing ordinary people. In childhood, they endured hardships other children hadn't, and their education investment was more than other children's parents could earn in a lifetime. Now it was the season of harvest. Whatever assets they had were more than others'. Just looking at each other, they knew they were the same kind of people.

Chen Yi quietly read Economics. He was truly cramming at the last minute. The previous outline and such content were copied from Professor Lei Gongpo using the Skill Copy Scroll, but he also felt some difficulty. He had to use a Level 7 Intelligence Scroll to offset such huge knowledge loss—that was an intelligence increase of 159-318. Counting Chen Yi's own, it meant an intelligence level of around 450, which already made him an anomaly among humans—of course, something as perverse as the Skill Copy Scroll was indeed in the category of anomalies. Being able to achieve something in academia was certainly not for ordinary people. Professor Lei Gongpo had at least over 150 intelligence; according to his age, 200 was possible. Walking in world-top campuses, countless scholars with perverse intelligence were the normal top campuses. Scholars who grew merely through diligence and effort either taught by reciting the text or could only be academic corrupt plagiarists. Early Chinese textbooks encouraged diligence; when grown up, without encouragement they could only plagiarize. Diligence was merely a basic condition, and the least valuable condition at that.

"We have now reached an altitude of 9100 meters, that is, 30,000 feet..." The gentle voice explained the current flight status in a few words, also meaning a relatively comfortable travel time had arrived.

Chen Yi twisted his neck, put down the book, and prepared to feel the water flow conditions at 30,000 feet altitude.

The flight attendant in the rear cabin had been staring at him. She quickly straightened her collar, put on 10-inch high heels, and twisted toward the restroom.

This chapter had a bug, now corrected. Since the revision required greater than or equal to the original word count, I've added some symbols to pad it. Current word count is over 3100.