Ancestral Wealth Inheritance System

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The four-hour journey should have been incredibly dull, but with Su Lun and Zhang Luoshan joining in, it suddenly turned into an impromptu private concert!

On Fang Jueyu's private jet, there was not only a KTV setup, but also various instruments like an electric piano, violin, and guitar in the study. One had to admit, Su Lun's musical abilities were indeed unparalleled; he could practically master any instrument with ease.

Fang Jueyu sang to the point where his KTV-level singing skills left his throat nearly hoarse by the end, but he remained cheerfully engaged. He never imagined that there would be a day when he could sing and play music with his idol—something he never even dared to dream of!

He thought to himself, "Jiang Yuan, oh Jiang Yuan, back then you fell for someone else just for a concert ticket. Now I can sing with Su Lun. What expression would you have if you knew?" Perhaps this was a hint of pride in his heart.

The food on the plane was incredibly delicious. After they were tired from singing, they enjoyed a delightful lunch at the nearby dining area. Had the plane not been about to land at Sanya airport, they might have even taken a comfortable nap.

The plane's power system was enhanced, reducing the standard four-hour flight by nearly half an hour. They landed smoothly at Sanya airport just before 2 p.m.

Many crazy fans followed Su Lun's itinerary all the way, but due to an issue with their flight, although the fans knew about the trip, no one knew he had hitched a ride with Fang Jueyu. So the airport turned out to be quite peaceful.

"Mr. Fang, thank you for your help!" Su Lun expressed his gratitude once more as the car picking them up for the hotel awaited nearby at the airport.

"I'll be there a bit later, see you at the party tonight!" Fang Jueyu was already somewhat impatient. While he wasn't as crazed about stargazing, there were indeed many celebrities in the entertainment circle he liked and tonight provided a chance to meet many of them.

"It's just like a dream!" After they left, Fang Jueyu collapsed onto the sofa, his hands and feet still trembling slightly. It was even more nerve-wracking than when he checked his college entrance exam results.

"Master, your composure needs some work!" Zhuang Ying noted calmly, "Don't forget, you're invited to the Queen of England's birthday banquet at the end of the year. If you're still like this, it could be embarrassing then."

"Hahaha, there's still a long time till then, right?" Fang Jueyu replied with a chuckle, "I've only just taken over the family's assets for less than a month, how could I adapt so quickly?"

"By the way, Master, how long do you plan to stay here?" Zhuang Ying asked.

"Three days, perhaps. After the movie stuff is sorted, I'll play around for two days before heading back. I've never been to Sanya before!" Fang Jueyu yearned for the blue sea and beautiful beaches. Although his hometown had beaches, they were still a notch below Sanya's.

"Captain, we're staying here for three days, why don't you all take a break and enjoy yourselves too?" Fang Jueyu called all the crew over, "I'll give each of you a ten-thousand-US-dollar allowance, treat it like a vacation. No need to stay on this boring plane all the time!"

Futoliya and his team were overjoyed. Although they hadn't had any flight missions in the past two years, they needed to maintain their professional skills and thus only had a few slightly longer vacations each year.

They didn't expect that after just one flight, not only did Fang Jueyu grant them a holiday, but he also gave them such a large spending allowance. Was there a more generous employer than Fang Jueyu in the world?

The six supermodel flight attendants were especially overjoyed, almost as if they wanted to wrap their arms around Fang Jueyu's head and give him a French kiss.

This was a formal event. Fang Jueyu donned his set of formalwear, and although Zhuang Ying was just an assistant, she represented Fang Jueyu's image in such circumstances and thus also wore a rather extravagant gown.

"Master, you seem a bit disappointed?" In her gown, Zhuang Ying rivaled the presence of actresses at the Cannes Film Festival, though Fang Jueyu's gaze didn't pause on her.

"Are you thinking you should've brought Miss Guo to be your companion?" Zhuang Ying easily saw through Fang Jueyu's mind.

Fang Jueyu looked at her in surprise, was what he was thinking really that obvious?

"Oh well, this is my first time at such an occasion too, who knows how awkward it might get. She'd probably be even more embarrassed!" Fang Jueyu consoled himself, "I'll take her next time when there's a chance!"

Fang Jueyu was quite aware that Guo Xinyu seemed to have feelings for him, but since they hadn't confirmed their relationship, it did feel somewhat inappropriate.

Sanya's airport didn't have a private section for Fang Jueyu, but they did open a VIP passage for him. Through the transparent glass, he noticed that the fans waiting for arrivals were still a sea of people today.

After all, today was a major entertainment industry event. With so many stars coming, how could their fans possibly ignore it?

"Hey, look, isn't that Su Lun?" Fang Jueyu spotted the figure wearing a jacket and mask from afar. Though the fans hadn't got the news, that didn't mean their eyes were blind.

Even if some fans were there for other celebrities' flights, it didn't stop them from being Su Lun's fans too. Several keen-eyed fans recognized them, immediately surrounding them.

Poor Su Lun initially planned to sneak into the hotel. It seemed now there was no way to shake off this crowd of frenzied fans in less than an hour.

"Old Wang, I've arrived in Sanya, where are you?" Fang Jueyu called Wang Cong. It was his first time attending such a gathering. Although he owned that hotel, without someone leading him, he'd be at a loss.

"So soon? Wasn't Jiangnan City's flight delayed?" Wang Cong was well-informed. He worried Fang Jueyu wouldn't make it in time.

"Delayed or not, I have my own plane," Fang Jueyu boasted, "I even gave Su Lun a lift, and we sang and drank together just now."

"Oh!" Wang Cong was unmoved. He managed several girl groups, and their members were always eager to get close to him. In this world, as long as you have money, there's nothing you can't do. Having a meal or singing with a big star? He, Wang Cong, would often play games with celebrities.

Compared to that, Fang Jueyu's private jet intrigued him even more.

"How about giving me a ride back? It's not often I get to fly in a private jet," Wang Cong's family did own private jets, but they were used by Wang Lin for business trips. Wang Cong wouldn't dare misuse them behind his father's back.

Private jets cost billions, even tens of billions. Even if Wang Cong could afford to buy one, maintaining it was another story. He didn't want to put on airs just for show.

"Sure, sure, I'll come find you first!"

"Okay, I'm at the hotel, just come to presidential suite 004 when you get here!"

"Alright, see you at the hotel!" Fang Jueyu hung up the phone, "Xiao Ying sis, does the hotel have a lot of presidential suites? I thought there'd be just one!"

"Haha, Master, a presidential suite just represents a certain class, not a number, but room numbers do have significance," Zhuang Ying explained.
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"You mean there are several people with a higher status than Wang Cong at this hotel?"

"Yes, room 001 is always reserved for you and is not open to the public, so this gathering has at least two people with higher status and wealth than Mr. Wang Lin!"

"Interesting!" Fang Jueyu suddenly became even more excited about the evening's party!

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