Lu Yuan knew what wealthy people like them worried about most, so he immediately showed them his flight log.
"That's good."
Qi Sheng said no more. He turned to the lead flight attendant and said, "Could you please help me stow these gifts?"
"Of course, Mr. Qi."
The lead flight attendant and the two other attendants were all beauties, easily an 85 out of 100 or higher in the looks department.
Generally speaking, there was a hierarchy for the attractiveness of flight attendants.
Private jets (85+) > International flights (80+) > Domestic flights (75+).
But looks were just one aspect.
Service quality and professional skills were what truly mattered.
With his girlfriend right beside him, and having been thoroughly drained by the other women yesterday, Qi Sheng had no designs on the three flight attendants. He simply took Tan Hua's hand and led her up the airstairs.
The private jet's interior, as expected, did not disappoint.
