"Knock knock." A crisp and rhythmic knock on the door sounded.
In the Speaker's office filled with cool colors, Yu Qianzhang was sitting at a low-key and luxurious rosewood table, staring intently at the photo on the screen of his mobile phone.
When the knock on the door sounded again, Yu Qianzhang just raised his head slightly and said, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Cixu walked into the room with a smile on his face and high spirits. He was holding a spotless white luxury gift box in his hand and walked straight towards Yu Qianzhang.
He smiled and said, "Father, this is a gift from Zhao Zhao to you."
"Zhao Zhao?" Hearing his youngest son's name, Yu Qianzhang's eyes were full of smiles. He put down his mobile phone and solemnly took the box from Yu Cixu's hand.
However, when he opened the gift box and saw what was inside, he frowned subconsciously, "A model airplane?"
The airplane model before him was incredibly detailed and lifelike, its materials and craftsmanship impeccable, and it was worth a fortune. But no matter how one looked at it, it was far from the interests and hobbies of a middle-aged man in his fifties.
Yu Cixu was also given a similar model. Looking at his father's slightly stunned expression, he couldn't help but laugh.
The things Zhao Zhao gave them were not only the ones he liked, but also the ones he bought "wholesale".
If that wasn't his own brother, he would definitely have given him a good lesson. Thinking of that young and lively figure in his mind, Yu Cixu's eyes were full of smiles.
"This kid..." Yu Qianzhang looked deeply at the model machine in his hand, sighed helplessly, and finally put it on his desk which had no decorations but only important documents.
He asked casually, "Are Zhao Zhao and the others going back to China?" Even though Zhao Zhao had arrived in Country M, Yu Qianzhang had only seen him once in these five days.
"Yes, we're leaving tonight." Yu Cixu smiled faintly, thinking of the bad weather tonight, and reminded, "But the weather tonight is not very good. I think Zhao Zhao's plane might be a bit bumpy."
There would definitely be no problem for ordinary people to sit there, but Zhao Zhao has a heart disease, so he has to take even a small problem seriously.
Yu Qianzhang's face darkened slightly as he made the final decision, "If the weather is bad, we can just change the itinerary. Why is the school making such a hasty arrangement?"
"Have your assistant call the school and ask them to change the itinerary! The Yu family will cover the extra expenses."
"Okay." Yu Cixu's father's words were exactly what he wanted.
For some reason, thinking of Zhao Zhao's departure, he always felt a little uneasy, and subconsciously asked, "Which company prepared the plane they used for research?"
Yu Cixu didn't investigate so thoroughly and said, "I'll have someone check it out later."
"Yeah." Yu Qianzhang liked the feeling of having things under his control, especially when it came to Zhao Zhao's affairs. "By the way, send someone to check the equipment on those planes. If anything doesn't meet the standards, replace it directly."
"I'm not too confident about something that can't be undone if it goes wrong."
"good."
Mr. Yu, who is wealthy and loves his son dearly, arbitrarily changed the itinerary and even inspected the plane. Little did he know that this action not only changed the scenario of the study tour plane crash, but also saved the lives of nearly one hundred students.
After Assistant Yu Qianzhang called the school, the four aircraft were immediately handed over to specialized personnel for inspection and maintenance. The return of the sophomores from Erlinar Boys' School was also delayed.
Upon hearing the news, Zhao Zhao, who had been excitedly packing her things to return home, immediately threw away the clothes she had folded in her hands and said unhappily, "Why would the school postpone this for no reason?"
At that time, he didn't know about the good things his father had done, and was very confused about the school's temporary notice.
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