Jingzhou Airport, at three o'clock in the morning, the entire airport was shrouded in silence.
Due to the weather, the airline had canceled all flights.
Also, it was New Year's Eve—aside from essential staff on duty, everyone was home, reunited with their families, enjoying the Spring Festival.
The ground control tower received a signal granting permission to fly.
A private helicopter ascended slowly, heading into the distant night sky.
The tower staff watched the tiny dot in the sky flying farther and farther away, unable to suppress a comment to the colleague on night shift nearby, "VL-37, nicknamed Night Falcon, a luxury helicopter designed for the wealthy, starting at a minimum of one hundred million. I wonder which tycoon is sitting in there. I'd love to see them."
"Do you think just having money is enough to arrange a flight like this in the middle of the night?"
