at this time.

On a private plane.

There are eight seats in total, but only three of them are occupied.

"Uncle Zhang! This is the Mr. Jiangnan who got the "Ping An Tie" by the calligrapher Wang Xizhi!"

Xu Shiman introduced it.

The man called Uncle Zhang looked to be in his forties, full of energy and vigor. His expression was rather indifferent at first, but after Xu Shiman introduced him, his eyes suddenly flickered, and when he looked towards Jiangnan, he couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Jiangnan, this is Zhang Pufei, the president of my Ziyang Pavilion Magic City Auction Branch. He customized and purchased this private jet through a channel!"

Xu Shiman introduced again.

"Hello, President Zhang."

Jiangnan simply greeted him and asked directly, "Can I ask what channel you have for this private jet?"

"Young man, private jets are not that easy to get. At least the channel I bought it from has stopped selling it!"

Zhang Pufei shook his head and said, "Besides...if you don't have a certain status, they won't even bother with you."

Hearing Zhang Pufei's words, Jiangnan's eyes couldn't help but flicker. This guy seemed to have said a lot of useful things, but in fact, there was no nutrition at all. It was the same as saying nothing.

In response to this, Jiangnan immediately lost interest in chatting with President Zhang of the Ziyang Pavilion Auction Branch in Magic City. After smiling at Xu Shiman, he took out his mobile phone and started watching short videos.

Jiangnan's attitude was so obvious that Zhang Pufei frowned instantly and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

Xu Shiman also frowned a little, but her frown was not directed at Jiangnan, but at President Zhang who thought he was of noble status!

"Uncle Zhang, Mr. Jiangnan is a valuable member of my Ziyang Pavilion. He has spent more than 3 billion yuan in Ziyang Pavilion. As long as there is a channel, even if it is not sold, I think it will not be impossible to negotiate, right?"

Xu Shiman looked at Zhang Pufei and said in a deep voice.

"More than three billion?"

Hearing this, Zhang Pufei frowned even more tightly. He looked towards Jiangnan again and found that the young man was looking down at his phone, looking as if he didn't care. He immediately relaxed his brows and smiled, saying, "I think Shiman and Mr. Jiangnan must have misunderstood!"

Jiangnan is so young and yet he can spend more than 3 billion yuan. Let’s not talk about whether he got a bargain and sold it second-hand.

Just to say that the cash flow can reach more than 3 billion, it is no longer an ordinary second generation!

Jiangnan locked the screen of his phone and slowly looked at this photo of Pu Fei.

The latter immediately smiled, cleared his throat, and continued: "Actually, it's not a so-called channel. The private jet company I bought is one of the two most famous companies selling private jets in the country.

Also, if you want to buy one now, it is basically easier to get it from abroad. The two domestic companies stopped accepting orders for customized private jets, at least on the surface, several years ago.

Therefore, I bought this eight-seater plane in the name of the company almost four years ago because of the reputation of Ziyang Pavilion!"

After saying this, Zhang Pufei spread his hands and continued, "That's pretty much what I mean. So this channel is not a secret at all. The most important thing is to have this identity!"

After the skylight was opened, Zhang Pufei spoke more frankly.

The previous words were all vague and of no help to Jiangnan at all.

As for now, it’s hard to say how much help it is, but at least Jiangnan understands the meaning. Just having money is not enough, at least some status is needed.

If we talk about Jiangnan’s current public identity, it must be the eldest grandson of the Kyoto Jiang family who has been living outside for twenty-two years.

Perhaps with this identity revealed, as long as there is financial support, there will be no problem in customizing a private jet.

But, think about it carefully, with Jiangnan's financial resources, does he need to use any identity?

If one billion cannot customize it, then try two billion. If two billion still cannot customize it, then try five billion.

Jiangnan doesn't have a lot of money, but he still has more than 10 billion in cash deposits.

It's a joke to say that you can't customize a private jet with more than 10 billion yuan.

"Mr. Jiangnan, you should understand."

Zhang Pufei laughed.

"Yeah, I see."

Jiangnan nodded, and suddenly he remembered that the company where Chen Xinyi worked seemed to also own a private jet. It would not be impossible to ask her when the time comes.

Besides, what if there is no private jet?

As the host of the Free Life System, will he not be able to draw any private jets in the future?

Not to mention private jets, if you are really lucky, you may be able to win a higher-level private jet through lottery.

Therefore, it seems unnecessary for him to keep dwelling on this private jet.

The atmosphere wasn't awkward afterwards. At least Xu Shiman was very enthusiastic towards Jiangnan.

The journey of about two hours passed by with occasional chatting.

The plane slowly descended. For Jiangnan, the feeling of weightlessness was naturally nothing.

However, Xu Shiman, who was sitting next to him, had a look of uneasiness on her pretty face.

Feeling Jiangnan's gaze, Xu Shiman smiled awkwardly and whispered, "Excuse me, I've been on so many flights, but I still feel a little uncomfortable when facing this feeling of weightlessness."

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