WTR-LAB
Metropolis: After Rebirth, I Became a
"Hello, Mr. Zhou. Boarding is now available. Would you like to head over directly?"
The airport.
A quiet VIP lounge.
A young Flight Attendant wearing a navy blue uniform with a red belt accessory stood before Zhou Xing with a smile and an elegant temperament.
The Flight Attendant bowed slightly and spoke in a soft, gentle voice.
She was quite good-looking, and with her makeup, she could easily be considered an internet goddess.
In his previous life, such close contact would have made Zhou Xing flush red and feel completely flustered.
Now, he simply remained calm, stood up, and replied indifferently, "Let's head over right now then."
Money bolsters a man's courage.
Setting aside his family background, the five hundred million us dollars sitting in his card was enough to handle most situations.
"Alright."
The Flight Attendant stepped aside to clear the way. "Please follow me."
Maintaining her smile, she led Zhou Xing toward the boarding gate.
Passing through the dedicated boarding lane, Zhou Xing quickly found his seat.
2A, by the window.
Reclining in the comfortable seat that could even lay flat, his legs were completely free to stretch out.
Zhou Xing suddenly understood why wealthy people were willing to pay several times the price to fly business class.
At the very least, he didn't want to recall the scenes from his previous life where, at his height, he couldn't even fit his legs in an economy class seat.
Not long after he sat down.
A tall Flight Attendant, whose looks were significantly better than the previous one, approached him.
Her long hair was tied up, revealing delicate facial features.
Her face wasn't the traditional melon-seed shape but had a bit of baby fat, which instead added a touch of innocence and cuteness.
Most striking were her straight, long legs wrapped in black stockings, as she appeared to be around 1.7 meters tall.
They were well-proportioned and shapely.
She straightened her skirt, half-knelt beside Zhou Xing, and looked up at him with her fair face. Her bright, large eyes seemed to speak, moist and luminous.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou, welcome aboard this flight. I am your Flight Attendant, An Ya. Please use this towel to wipe your hands."
An Ya handed him a steaming hot towel.
Her voice was soft and sweet, entering his ears like a gentle spring breeze.
Taking the towel, Zhou Xing couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
No wonder Flight Attendants were so highly sought after.
Any man seeing this scene would feel an extreme sense of satisfaction in his desire for conquest.
"This flight departs at 10:08 AM and is expected to arrive in Shanghai at 12:40 PM. The total flight time is two hours and thirty-two minutes."
"A meal will be provided at noon. Since you are a business class passenger, you can order from the menu on your right. Just let me know if you need anything."
"There is still some time before takeoff. I'll bring you some fruit first. Please wait a moment."
An Ya's voice reached him.
Hearing this, Zhou Xing waved his hand and said, "No need for fruit, just get me a bottle of water."
"Alright."
A moment later, An Ya brought over a bottle of Perrier.
"Thank you."
Zhou Xing took it, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.
"You're welcome."
An Ya pursed her lips and smiled. "Then I won't disturb you. If you encounter any problems during this flight, you can find me anytime. As long as it is within my duties, I will do my best to serve you."
"And what if it's outside your duties?"
Zhou Xing raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.
An Ya's expression remained unchanged. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. "Then that depends on what the request is."
Zhou Xing rested his hand on the armrest, his fingers tapping lightly. His expression was calm. "For example... adding each other's contact information?"
An Ya was slightly taken aback.
Flight Attendants being asked for their contact information was a common occurrence.
During their training, they were taught how to tactfully decline a guest's request without upsetting them.
As one of the most outstandingly beautiful Flight Attendants, she wasn't actually surprised by Zhou Xing's question.
She was surprised by his attitude.
When most people asked for her contact info, they were usually very unnatural.
They would stammer, finding it difficult to speak.
Zhou Xing, however, was blunt and direct, his demeanor composed as if he were merely mentioning a trivial, everyday matter.
There wasn't a hint of a ripple on his face, and his gaze met hers without any avoidance.
Combined with his youthful face, it felt out of place.
Instead, it was An Ya who was the first to yield. She quietly turned her head away, breaking eye contact, feeling her cheeks grow warm.
"It's my first time going to Shanghai, and I'm looking for a guide to help me get familiar with it. You fly there often, so you must know Shanghai like the back of your hand."
Zhou Xing smiled. "I'll treat you to dinner, and you show me around. How about it?"
"This..."
An Ya hesitated.
She bit her lip. Although he put it that way...
They were both adults; the purpose of asking for contact information was clear to everyone.
Zhou Xing's words were just a polite way of putting it.
She instinctively wanted to refuse, but looking at Zhou Xing's handsome profile, she found herself unable to voice the rejection for a moment.
Being asked for contact info by a balding, pot-bellied, greasy middle-aged man versus a young, handsome guy like Zhou Xing—the feeling was definitely different.
Although Zhou Xing was direct, his gaze was quite clear and didn't make her feel repulsed.
In fact, she felt a bit of secret joy.
Zhou Xing didn't look very old, probably around twenty.
Yet he possessed a steadiness that didn't match his age, and since he was flying business class, his family background must be extraordinary.
The fact that such a person took the initiative to ask for her contact information proved her charm once again.
She suddenly recalled the conversations she usually had with the other Flight Attendants in the crew.
Those attendants would always say to them meaningfully, "Our profession relies on our youth. At the same time, we're always shuttling between cities, so our social circle is small."
"If you meet the right person, be bold. Don't hesitate."
"Once the opportunity is missed, it's gone."
An Ya had never taken those words to heart before, but now, she actually started to waver.
"If it's inconvenient, then forget it."
While she was indecisive, Zhou Xing suddenly spoke. His face was calm, still as breezy and indifferent as ever, not caring in the slightest.
An Ya was stunned by Zhou Xing's interruption. Then, recalling something, her face turned bright red, and even the tiny hairs on her skin seemed to stand up. She looked exceptionally flushed.
"Wait a moment."
An Ya looked around and saw that the purser wasn't paying attention. She took out a pen and scribbled a string of numbers on a sticky note.
Tearing off the note, she stuffed it into Zhou Xing's hand.
"This is my number. I'll be in Shanghai for three days."
An Ya's voice was like the buzz of a mosquito. Regardless of whether Zhou Xing heard her clearly, she was overcome with shyness and left without looking back.
Leaving Zhou Xing behind, he looked at the elegant handwriting on the note.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly into a smile... Two and a half hours passed in the blink of an eye.
As the plane landed smoothly.
Zhou Xing stood up and walked toward the exit.
As a business class passenger, he had the privilege of leaving first.
Traveling light, he only brought two sets of clothes and his Admission Letter.
He wanted to check out the school, and without the Admission Letter, it would be difficult to get in.
As for other items, he could just buy them.
The cabin crew was already standing in a line at the door, waiting.
"Thank you for flying with us. We hope you had a pleasant journey and look forward to seeing you again."
The Flight Attendants said in unison.
An Ya was among them.
She pretended as if nothing had happened, waving at Zhou Xing with a smile, though the tips of her translucent ears were slightly red.
Zhou Xing just smiled and didn't say much.
Watching Zhou Xing's back disappear, An Ya also let out a sigh of relief.
Her cheeks were still a bit warm.
Actually, after giving Zhou Xing her contact info, she felt a bit of regret.
She was afraid of being misunderstood as an easy woman.
But recalling Zhou Xing's tall, handsome figure and his youthful yet steady temperament, her heart felt a sense of anticipation again... After getting off the plane.
Zhou Xing went to the taxi lane.
He got into a car.
He said calmly, "Master, please take me to the Ferrari Center in Jing'an."