I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Are you going or not? If not, I'll find someone else!" Wang Ling was done talking to Zhang Menglong; any more and she might claim that even the Terracotta Army was made by Zhang Menglong's family.

"Of course I'm going! Why wouldn't I?" Zhang Menglong snatched the two tickets, "As long as it involves spending money, I'm definitely in!"

"Heh heh, then you can take your private jet when the time comes!" Wang Ling said with a teasing smile, "I need two seats, and by the way, let me introduce you to my new girlfriend!"

"I knew you weren't being kind-hearted for nothing!" Zhang Menglong gave her a scornful look, "Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, come straight from the airport to the airport!"

"Alrighty!" Wang Ling was all smiles, "It's my first time riding your private jet, Zhang the Young Master. I'm actually a bit nervous!"

"By the way, is your dad not going this time?" Zhang Menglong asked curiously.

"He's busy. But this time he gave me ten billion! The old man is rarely so generous, so I must bring back some good stuff this time. Don't you dare book the whole venue!"

Wang Ling didn't know how big the auction was going to be, but considering the terrifying wealth that Zhang Menglong had displayed in Qingqiu Country, booking the whole venue probably wasn't impossible!

"Don't worry, I'll definitely leave you ten billion worth of stuff!" Zhang Menglong laughed.

"Thanks a bunch," Wang Ling rolled her eyes, "I'm off, see you tomorrow morning!"

...

It just so happened that Lu Yiyao had finished her graduation concert and, with special care from her teacher, the concert went off without a hitch. Now it was just some complicated procedures before waiting to receive her diploma.

After packing up, Zhang Menglong sent someone to pick up Lu Yiyao and bring her to Jiangnan City. As for their shameless cohabitation, Zhang Menglong was still looking forward to it. Of course, Zhang Menglong would need to work harder to turn this spatial cohabitation into a real cohabitation.

Lu Yiyao had never traveled abroad before, and when she heard that Zhang Menglong was taking her to Europe, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. The next day, despite having two huge dark circles under her eyes, she had plenty of time to get some rest during the long flight from Jiangnan City to Frankfurt.

This time, Hong Yi did not accompany them. Perhaps she felt that with Lu Yiyao there, following along would be inappropriate, like a third wheel. However, she left Zhang Menglong a number, telling him that no matter what happened, as long as he called this number, there would be nothing in Europe that couldn't be solved.

Of course, to ensure Zhang Menglong's safety, Ye Yin would be following him like a shadow.

...

"Damn, I've been in Jiangnan City for so long, and I had no idea there was such a huge private airport right opposite the international airport!" Wang Ling was staring at the massive airport dumbfounded, like a country bumpkin who'd never seen the world. Its area was almost half that of the international airport!

If she wasn't mistaken, then the dozen or so planes currently parked here were most likely Zhang Menglong's private jets.

Her new girlfriend was even more astonished. Wang Ling was already considered wealthy, but Zhang Menglong's riches were beyond her wildest dreams. She could not even imagine that it was possible for someone to be so wealthy.

"Mr. Zhang, are all these planes yours?" asked the beauty with the internet-famous face.

"Yes, but there are fewer than usual today," Zhang Menglong said, "These planes are mainly for transporting goods from all over the world. I'm going to be in Europe for a while, so I've given them a holiday. What's left is probably less than a third of the usual number."

"Hiss!" Wang Ling gasped, which meant that under normal circumstances, Zhang Menglong's airport would have at least fifty or sixty planes. "How many private jets do you actually have?"

"Jeez, how would I know!" Zhang Menglong said, "Boeing holds 92% of its shares under the name of my family. If we need more, we just have them make some. Isn't that simple?"
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"You're an animal!" Wang Ling couldn't help but ask another cheeky question, "This airport must have cost a fortune, right?"

"Almost 20 billion US dollars,", Zhang Menglong said offhand, "but not many were made, just one in Jiangnan City, one in the magic capital... Huaxia only built about a dozen in total! As for abroad, each country just has one or two at most, making too many would be a waste..."

"Stop, stop, stop, let's not talk about this anymore, let's go!" Wang Ling directly covered her ears.

"You, you're addicted to showing off!" Lu Yiyao laughed and cursed.

"How is this showing off? I'm just stating a fact, that's all!" Zhang Menglong laughed, "Oh, our plane is ready!"

After speaking, a plane slowly came to a stop about fifty meters away from them, and a pilot with an extremely sturdy build disembarked from the plane.

Zhang Menglong's international flights were always handled by special pilots, and this one was the pilot for flights from Huaxia to Europe.

"You, you, you! I know you, you're that... right, He Liang! The pilot with the golden helmet!"

"Golden helmet pilot? What do you mean?" Zhang Menglong was puzzled, as it was his first time meeting He Liang and he only knew that He had extensive flying experience.

"You don't know your own pilot? He Liang used to be a combat pilot. Only 39 pilots across the whole country have ever been awarded the title of golden helmet. He's definitely the elite of the elite! And you managed to recruit someone like him?"

"Mr. Wang, nice to meet you," He Liang said with a smile to Wang Ling, "After I retired, I received an offer from Mr. Zhang Xiaoyun that I simply couldn't refuse, considering I also have a family to support!"

He Liang was a very honest man, and although he was nearing forty, his superb flying skills were in no way diminished by his age.

"Alright, with you here, I can sleep soundly on the plane!"

"Then everyone, please board the aircraft. Once the supplies are ready, we can take off."

"Sure,", Zhang Menglong nodded, and was the first to walk up the passenger entrance into the plane.

"Wow, Zhang Menglong, not bad at all! The flight attendants on this plane are hotter than the next!" Wang Ling expressed his envy upon seeing the beautiful and well-figured flight attendants.

"Hahaha, being a flight attendant here isn't something just anyone can do,", Zhang Menglong laughed, "Their selection criteria are about 20% higher than those for Miss World. In other words, any of them could take part in the Miss World contest and win the title."

"Awesome... that's sick... I'm sorry for looking at you with my mere mortal eyes."

"But they generally only work for a maximum of three years; after turning 25, they retire. That's a rule set by my dad—obviously, an old lecher!"

"That's a pity, only working for three years before retiring. It truly is a youth's game!" Wang Ling shook his head in disbelief, "If they entered Miss World, even when they got older, they could live comfortably for a lifetime with that title. What are they after?"

"Mr. Wang, you worry too much for us,", a flight attendant offered a cup of red wine and a fruit platter, "Serving Mr. Zhang is much more glamorous than being Miss World."

This beautiful woman with blonde hair and blue eyes matched the Huaxia standard for a Western goddess in looks and figure, yet she spoke fluent Chinese, showing these people were not just about looks.

"How so?"

"Our annual base salary alone is 20 million US dollars,", the beauty said, "and for every flight mission, there's additional pay. Each mission comes with a 5 million US dollar mission bonus and a daily allowance of 1 million US dollars. If Mr. Zhang stays in Europe for a week this time, we'll receive an extra 12 million US dollars!"

"Mr. Zhang?", Wang Ling immediately turned his gaze towards Zhang Menglong, "Do you need male flight attendants on this plane? I'm fluent in Huaxia, English, Qingqiu, Shandong dialect, Cantonese, Southern Min dialect, Wenzhou dialect, Zhoushan dialect, and 15 other languages!"

"Get lost..."