Seeing the giant name "Chen Meng" on the plane, Fang Jinjin couldn’t help but giggle. ’My brother is so cheesy,’ she thought.

As they boarded the plane, Char instinctively headed for the cockpit but was blocked by Smith and his copilot. Smith shrugged regretfully and said to Char:

"Oh, Old Cha, I’m so sorry, but you can’t come in right now. The boss said the two of us are flying today. Your job is to be a flight attendant. But don’t you worry. To make sure you get to come in here plenty of times, we’ll be ordering lots of coffee."

Hearing this, Char was stunned. ’What is going on? I’m their superior! How can they treat me like this? And they said it was the boss’s idea?’

’Impossible!’

But Smith and his partner refused to let him pass. With no other choice, Char stomped off to find Fang Chenyi, fuming.

As one might expect, Char was rebuffed by Fang Chenyi as well. Defeated, poor Old Char had no choice but to play the part of a flight attendant.

After a status check, the plane took off. Half an hour later, it made a brief ten-minute stop at Capital International Airport to pick up Qi Xiaotian before taking off again.

It was Fang Jinjin’s first time on a private jet, and she was incredibly excited. She walked all over, examining everything. One moment she was running to a window by the wing to look outside, the next she was peeking around the tail section.

She was having the time of her life.

"Bro, aren’t you supposed to not use your phone on a plane? Why are you using yours?"

Aboard the plane, Fang Chenyi had called Demo Did to let him know he had taken off and would arrive in Dubai in about eight hours.

Just as he hung up, Fang Jinjin asked with a puzzled expression.

Hearing her question, Fang Chenyi smiled and explained:

"This is a private jet, you know? If it were the same as a commercial airliner in every way, what would be the point? Here, look. Not only do we have a signal, but the plane also has its own Wi-Fi."

Seeing her brother wave his phone at her, Fang Jinjin pouted and complained with a sigh:

"Why didn’t you tell me earlier, Bro? I’ve had my phone on airplane mode this whole time!"

After saying that, Fang Jinjin turned off airplane mode on her phone.

Fang Chenyi just smiled at his sister’s antics and went back to asking Qi Xiaotian about the situation at Southern Airlines.

An eight-hour flight is a tedious affair. Fang Jinjin was thrilled for the first hour, but after that, boredom started to set in.

After video chatting with a friend for a bit, she found a small bedroom to get some rest.

At 5:00 PM, the plane finally touched down at Dubai International Airport.

Once the plane came to a complete stop, Fang Chenyi led the group down the stairs. Fang Jinjin, trailing behind him, looked curious:

"Bro, it’s five o’clock. Why is the sun still right overhead?"

He smiled and tapped his sister on her head. "There’s almost a four-hour time difference between here and home. When it’s five o’clock our time, it’s only one in the afternoon here, so of course the sun is still high in the sky."

As they were talking, the group finished disembarking. They were met by a laughing Demo Did, who strode toward them dressed in a white robe with a black cord on his head.

He reached out to give Fang Chenyi a hug, but Fang Chenyi quickly dodged aside and gave him a friendly punch on the shoulder, laughing as he said:

"Haha, Old Di, long time no see!"

Demo Did was a little stunned by the punch, but he quickly remembered that this was apparently how close friends among the Huaxia People greeted each other. He broke into a wide grin and laughed.

"Boss, you’re on my turf now! Come on, I’m going to make sure you experience the height of luxury! Huh? And who is this beautiful young lady?"

His eyes suddenly landed on Fang Jinjin behind Fang Chenyi, and they lit up. ’What a beautiful girl! But I’m a little confused... this isn’t his wife, is she? She does look a little like the Boss, though...’

Fang Chenyi gave Demo Did another playful punch before making the introduction:

"This is my sister, Jinjin. Xiaojin, this is Brother Di."

"Hello, Brother Di."

Hearing her brother, Fang Jinjin gave Demo Did a sweet smile and greeted him.

The moment Demo Did heard she was the boss’s sister, he immediately, without a second thought, took a Jade Board off his finger. He handed it to Fang Jinjin with a smile, saying:

"Oh, so you’re his sister! It’s a pleasure to meet you. Take this. Think of it as a little welcome gift from Brother Di."

Fang Jinjin stared at the Large Jade Plate Demo Did was offering, momentarily at a loss. She glanced at her brother, who just smiled and nodded.

"Go on, take it. Your Brother Di is loaded. Alright, let’s get a move on. It’s seriously hot out here."

Seeing her brother’s approval, Fang Jinjin finally accepted the gift from Demo Did and thanked him with a smile.

"Yes, yes, let’s go! The hotel is already booked. We’ll go eat first, a proper welcome for you!"

As he spoke, Demo Did led the way to the side. A gleaming golden Rolls-Royce and two silver ones were parked there waiting.

"Hehe, Boss, Sis, you two can ride with me. The rest of them can take the cars behind us."

When they reached the car, Demo Did reached out and pulled open the door of the golden Rolls-Royce.

Up close, Fang Chenyi realized that—holy crap—the car actually looked like it was made of solid gold.

’Damn,’ he thought. ’I felt pretty cool for owning a solid-gold classic bicycle, but this guy went and got a solid-gold car.’

’You really don’t know the meaning of "filthy rich" until you’ve been to Dubai.’

He shook his head with a smile, told Qi Xiaotian and the others to take the cars in the back, and then got into the golden Rolls-Royce with his sister.

Once Fang Chenyi was in, Demo Did scurried over to the passenger seat and hopped in.

The car headed toward the tallest building in the world: the Dubai Tower.

Along the way, Fang Chenyi discovered that it was just like he’d seen on TV—the streets were overflowing with luxury cars. All kinds of expensive sports cars that were a rare sight back home were casually parked along the roads, and even the taxis were high-end models.

’Compared to this place, my own car collection is nothing to write home about,’ he mused.

Throughout the drive, Demo Did acted as a tour guide, enthusiastically explaining the sights to Fang Chenyi and his sister. This astonished the driver. ’Who are these two Huaxia People?’ he wondered. ’Our Young Master is being so incredibly deferential to them.’

’The Young Master isn’t even this excited when he’s with the Princes of our own country!’

Little did he know that his young master was simply gloating. After being repeatedly one-upped by Fang Chenyi back in Huaxia, when better to show off than now, on his home turf?

About half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a building that soared into the clouds. Fang Chenyi recognized it at a glance—it was the tallest building in the world, the 828-meter Dubai Tower.

Standing at its base and looking up, it was difficult to grasp just how tall the building was. He could even faintly see a cluster of clouds encircling the tower near its peak.

"Wow, Bro, this building is so tall! I’m a little scared just standing here. Do you think it could get blown over if it gets windy?"

Fang Jinjin tilted her head back, gazing up at the massive building, her wide eyes full of questions.

Having just graduated from middle school, she couldn’t comprehend how such a tall building was able to withstand the wind.

Hearing this, Demo Did, who was standing beside them, let out a smug chuckle:

"Hehe, of course it won’t get blown over. It has a special design. What do you think, Boss? The world’s tallest building. And just so you know, it’s my family’s property."

Fang Chenyi was taken aback. It wasn’t because it was the tallest building in the world—’after all, in a few years, this thing will be, at best, the tenth tallest,’ he thought.

He was surprised because it meant Demo Did’s family was even more powerful than he had imagined. ’I remember reading an article online that said this tower was owned by the Dubai Royal Family, wasn’t it?’