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Two billion.

Shang Lu followed Si Fuqing downstairs.

By coincidence, they ran into Ling Feng getting out of a car.

“Miss Si,” Ling Feng approached with deep apologies, ‘We’ve come to apologize, we are truly sorry.”

“Apologize?” Si Fuqing paused, “What happened?”

Ling Feng recounted the incident, “This is what happened, without your permission, we made a call.”

“I’m so sorry, Miss Si!” the young lawyer bowed several times, “I’ve always been skeptical of you, I apologize!”

“Oh?” Si Fuqing was intrigued, “Did you get through? What did he say?”

The young lawyer hesitated, then repeated everything he heard, and apologized again, “I’m sorry, Miss Si! I won’t do it again!”

“Matchmaking? Setting up dates? What a tough life,” Si Fuqing sighed, “Alright, I’ll introduce him to a few dates myself someday. I love seeing his annoyed face.”

The young lawyer was bewildered.

What is going on?

“Miss Si is going on a business trip, we won’t bother you any longer,” Ling Feng said with a warning glance at the young lawyer, “Have a safe journey.”

Si Fuqing nodded, “Thank you for your hard work these days.”

“It’s our duty,” Ling Feng smiled, “Mr. Yu has paid us, it’s our job to serve you.” But there was also a personal reason.

She genuinely admired Si Fuqing and was happy to help with public relations.

Si Fuqing waved and got into the car.

At Lin City International Airport.

Jiang Changning carried only a bag, simple and unencumbered by extras.

After meeting up with Si Fuqing, they waited in the lounge area.

Since there were only two tickets, Shang Lu and Little Bai were sent to Yu Xiheng’s private jet.

Feng San glared at him, “Yo, you can’t fly a plane?”

Howpoor is the Thousand ArmyAlliance to not even have a privatejet?

Shang Lu looked back with anger burning in his pupils.

Yu Xiheng, holding a fan, spoke mildly, “Enough.”

Feng San huffed and entered the cockpit.

Yu Xiheng looked ahead as the plane took off, his voice slow, “Keep the same flight path, follow them later.”

Feng San acknowledged, “Okay.”

Shang Lu could only squat helplessly on the ground.

He clenched his fists, making a silent vow.

Once back, he would ask Jiang Shuihan for funds to buy and learn to fly a plane!

On the plane ahead.

Si Fuqing sat leisurely, enjoying the scenery.

This was her first time on such a slow plane, and the experience was quite different.

After a while, the flight attendant came with the cart, “Hello, would you like coke, coffee, or orange juice?” Si Fuqing looked up, her eyes curving, “Coke, thank you.”

The flight attendant was surprised.

She bent down, handed over the coke, and whispered, “Are you Teacher Si?”

“Yes,” Si Fuqing lifted her mask briefly then put it back on, making a silence gesture, “Don’t disturb the others, okay?”

She had served many stars on this flight.

But the stars were usually in first class, beyond her service.

Si Fuqing pulled out a pre-signed photo and handed it over, “Here, for a discerning fan. ”

The flight attendant tucked the photo away and continued her rounds.

Jiang Changning joked, “Seems you’ve gained more fans without makeup, but your talent is undeniable. Show it off these next few days.”

“We’ll see,” Si Fuqing said lazily, ‘Maybe one day I’ll actually try with all my potential.”

Jiang Changning handed her a sleep kit, “Eyepatch, blanket, here. Take a nap.”

Si Fuqing nodded and accepted it.

The plane flew smoothly.

During a break, the flight attendant looked again at Si Fuqing’s signed photo, quite pleased.

Her male colleague smiled, “What’s making you so happy?

“A secret,” she said, tucking the photo away, “I’ll definitely post it on Weibo after landing!”

The male flight attendant did not inquire further and prepared the evening meal.

The plane entered high altitude, with clouds below.

However, at some point, the clouds began to darken and thicken, and the sky turned foggy and dim.

The flight attendant noticed the anomaly and looked out the window with concern, “This weather… could we encounter strong turbulence? It was fine just a moment ago, how did it suddenly change?” These conditions had been checked before takeoff.

This change in weather was abrupt.

“Don’t worry,” the male flight attendant reassured, “The pilot is very skilled, turbulence is common and won’t cause any trouble.”

The flight attendant nodded uneasily, “I’ll go check on the passenger cabin.”

At the same moment the weather changed outside, Si Fuqing’s eyes snapped open.

Jiang Changning beside her had already fallen into deep sleep.

Si Fuqing fastened her seatbelt and pressed her neck, ensuring she was completely asleep before standing up.

The flight attendant who entered saw her and her expression changed, “Miss!

The plane is unstable, please sit down… Ah!”

The plane suddenly lurched, clearly hit by a powerful air current.

The flight attendant fell to the ground, seeing stars.

Simultaneously, an alarm sounded in the cabin.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is experiencing turbulence due to air currents. Please stay seated and fasten your seatbelts…”

Passengers panicked, grasping the armrests of their seats.

It was more than noticeable turbulence; it felt like an earthquake.

Si Fuqing was already in the aisle.

She helped the flight attendant up, pushed her into a seat, and commanded in a stern voice, “Sit tight.”

The flight attendant’s vision blurred, barely able to see the girl moving forward.

Si Fuqing reached the junction between economy and first class, where several flight attendants lay on the ground, clearly knocked out.

Her fox-like eyes narrowed as she grasped the bathroom door with force.

“Crack! ”

The door lock opened.

A harsh voice exclaimed, ‘Who?!”

A middle-aged man arranging an array inside turned abruptly.

Upon seeing a young girl, he first showed surprise, then sneered, “So it’s you who disrupted my array!”

He could only sense Si Fuqing’s general location, unaware of her age and gender.

“Very good, very good, you’ve delivered yourself to me,” the middle-aged curse master said coldly, “But had you surrendered earlier, I wouldn’t have had to doom an entire plane of people to die with you.”

“To die with me?” Si Fuqing lifted her hand, nonchalant, “With just this?”

She traced a few lines on the foggy window, then blew on it.

A faint pattern emerged, forming a small array.

“Whoosh!”

The array lit up, and there was a loud noise. The array the middle-aged cursed had created dimmed abruptly.

The moment the formation broke, the sound of thunder diminished, and the plane left the turbulent air current, gradually stabilizing.

The middle-aged curse master’s expression changed, “No, no, you…”

“Yes, have some confidence, of course, you recognize me,” Si Fuqing turned her head, “Because last time we met, I used a different name.”

She stepped forward, grabbed the middle-aged curse masters throat with one hand, and “bang” smashed his head against the window. “Come on, say my name,” Si Fuqing spoke, “You know it..”