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When Chen Zhao brought Yura and Cheryl to the airport, they passed through the security check easily.

Then they were led directly to Louis Klalime's private jet.

"Mr. Chen, what do you think about my plane?" Louis showed it off. "If you like it, I can gift it to you."

Chen Zhao's face darkened.

You can give me anything, but what's the point of a plane?

I don't know how to fly it. It'll cost more than $200,000 to hire a pilot every year.

I'll need to pay three million dollars each year to keep the plane at the airport too. Do you think I'm rich or something?

This didn't include the maintenance expenses either.

Like many said, you could afford to buy a car but not to keep it.

"Ha…" Chen Zhao chuckled wryly.

I wouldn't be keeping quiet if you aren't inviting me to enjoy a private jet for free.

"It's not as big as my mom's plane." Yura pursed her lips.

Louis Klalime almost spat out his water. "And your mom is?"