68: Chapter 68 Experiencing the Vibration of Clouds at 10,000 Meters Altitude

Lin Yue looked at Qin Feng with curiosity. "A 'big' mental distress fee?"

She repeated it, her voice soft and sweet.

Qin Feng leaned against the cabinet in the foyer, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

He didn't answer directly, only reaching out his hand.

His fingertips gently brushed against her cheek.

"We're going to Tiansheng Group tomorrow, and it's a bit of a long way."

He spoke unhurriedly.

"Driving there would be too congested."

"You know, I'm not a patient person."

"I don't like wasting time on the road."

"And I especially don't like..."

His gaze shifted slightly downward.

Landing on her straight calves.

"...making you suffer in the car."

Although Lin Yue was puzzled, she obediently went back to her room to change.

She took off her loungewear.

And put on a white patterned Celine T-shirt.

It looked simple, but the cut of the collar and cuffs was extremely exquisite, perfectly fitting her youthful and beautiful curves.

On her lower half, she wore a pair of light blue slim-fit jeans.

They perfectly outlined her straight, slender legs and their perky, rounded curves.

On her feet, she wore a pair of clean white Dior sneakers.

She looked fresh and clean, filled with a sense of 'pure desire' that made one want to pull her into their arms and bully her ruthlessly.

Half an hour later, Lin Yue drove her BMW 840i and stopped in front of a luxury showroom in the Jiangcheng General Aviation Industrial Park.

This was the largest private aircraft sales center in Jiangnan Province.

Inside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, several sleekly designed helicopters shimmered with a metallic luster under the lights.

Looking at the massive 'Atlanta Aviation' sign at the entrance, Lin Yue's mouth hung open slightly, and she could barely move her feet.

"Brother Feng... why are we here?"

"To buy a means of transport," Qin Feng said nonchalantly. "It'll be faster to fly over tomorrow."

After acquiring Tiansheng Group, frequent travel between Jiangcheng and the provincial capital would be inevitable.

Aircraft would be the most efficient mode of transport in his future business empire.

More importantly...

He wanted Lin Yue to come to him.

Lin Yue felt like her brain wasn't quite keeping up.

Just... to avoid traffic?

Before she could recover from the massive shock, Qin Feng had already taken her hand and walked into the showroom.

The showroom manager was a middle-aged man wearing a high-end tailored suit.

He was currently berating several beautiful saleswomen who were slacking off and chatting together.

Seeing Qin Feng and Lin Yue enter...

His experienced eyes swept over Qin Feng's low-key but well-tailored suit.

The impatience on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a professional smile.

"Good evening, sir, madam! My name is Zhang, I'm the manager here."

Manager Zhang greeted them with a beaming smile.

"Are you two looking for a business aircraft or a recreational model?"

"We just received several of the latest models from Sikorsky, which are very cost-effective..."

"No need for an introduction."

Qin Feng waved his hand, interrupting his long-winded speech.

His deep gaze swept casually around the spacious showroom.

Finally, his gaze stopped at the very center of the showroom.

On a helicopter that was entirely black, its lines as elegant as a cheetah ready to pounce, filled with the aesthetics of violence.

That aircraft was set apart by red velvet ropes.

Under the lights, it exuded a domineering sense of pressure.

Clearly, it was the crown jewel of the store.

"That one."

Qin Feng tilted his chin and pointed.

"What model is that?"

Manager Zhang looked in the direction he pointed, and his breath hitched!

A flash of unbelievable ecstasy crossed his eyes.

But he quickly suppressed it and said in a more cautious and professional tone:

"You have excellent taste, sir! That is the bell 525 'Relentless,' one of the world's top super-medium helicopters!"

"Not only is it fast with a long range, but the interior features a fully luxurious Hermès custom design. It's known as the 'Rolls-Royce of the Skies'!"

He paused, carefully observing Qin Feng's expression, and tentatively stated the price:

"However, this is a limited edition available in stock, including all top-tier option packages and related taxes,"

"The final price is approximately... 120 million."

After speaking, he stared intently at Qin Feng's face.

Trying to see even a hint of surprise or hesitation on this excessively young man's face.

However, Qin Feng's expression didn't change at all.

It was as if he hadn't heard '120 million,' but rather '1,200.'

He turned his head to look at Lin Yue, who was completely petrified beside him.

He reached out and squeezed her soft, slightly cold palm—cold from nervousness—and asked softly:

"Do you like black? If not, I'll have them repaint it pink."

Lin Yue turned her head mechanically.

She looked at the massive, steel-beast-like machine.

Then she looked at Qin Feng's calm profile.

Her voice was trembling, bordering on tears:

"Feng... Brother Feng... this... this is 120... million..."

"You don't like black?"

Qin Feng nodded thoughtfully.

"Then we'll change the color later."

He turned away, no longer paying attention to Lin Yue.

He pulled out that familiar black bank card from his pocket and handed it to Manager Zhang, who was completely stunned.

"Swipe it."

"Full payment."

"Can it fly now?"

Three short and powerful sentences, like three heavy hammers.

They slammed hard into Manager Zhang's skull, making him see stars and feel lightheaded.

"Yes! Of course it can!"

Manager Zhang's voice cracked with excitement. His hands were shaking so violently he almost dropped the card.

He quickly bowed, nearly at a ninety-degree angle, and held the thin card with both hands in a gesture of near-pilgrimage.

"This aircraft has completed all airworthiness procedures and can take off at any time!"

"If you don't have a pilot, we can immediately arrange for our top gold-medal pilot to serve you!"

"Arrange the best pilot."

Qin Feng said flatly, his tone brook no argument.

"I want to leave immediately."

"No problem! Rest assured, Mr. Qin!"

Manager Zhang guaranteed, patting his chest, his smile fawning to the extreme.

"There is a top-tier soundproof rising screen between the cockpit and the cabin of this aircraft, which is also one of our gold-medal services!"

"I'll call our ace captain, Ah Qiang, who has over ten thousand flight hours, to come over right away!"

"Beep—"

As the POS machine spat out a long receipt...

Manager Zhang looked at the string of numbers that he had counted several times, feeling as if he were dreaming.

It really... went through!

120 million!

This commission alone was enough for him to buy two large luxury apartments in the most expensive area of Jiangcheng with full payment!

"Mr. Qin, you are like my second father!"

Manager Zhang roared inwardly, his face smiling more radiantly than a blooming chrysanthemum.

At the same time...

In Qin Feng's mind, that familiar, heavenly mechanical voice sounded on time.

[Ding! Detected that the host has spent a large sum of 120,000,000 yuan on the goddess Lin Yue, triggering the wealth roulette!]

[Extracting the cashback multiplier...]

Qin Feng muttered to himself: "I'm the european emperor, give me a big one!"

The pointer on the wheel spun frantically.

Finally, it stopped steadily on a glittering golden slot.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for a burst of luck! Triggered a 6x cashback! Obtained 720,000,000 yuan!]

720 million!

A satisfied curve appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

This money... the more he spent, the more he had. He couldn't even finish spending it.

How troublesome.

He took back his bank card with satisfaction.

Beside him, Lin Yue had completely lost the ability to think.

120 million...

Just because Brother Feng didn't want to deal with traffic...

Just to take her to Tiansheng Group tomorrow...

He casually... spent over a hundred million to buy a plane?

This feeling of being suffocated by an ocean of money from all sides without any blind spots...

Made her legs go weak and her body feel powerless, almost unable to stand.

She looked at Qin Feng's profile, which was as handsome as a god under the showroom lights.

The love, dependence, and admiration in her heart were like a volcano suppressed for ten thousand years...

Erupting with a bang at this moment, completely drowning out all her rationality.

[System Prompt: Lin Yue has generated top-tier composite emotions such as 'Soul Tremor,' 'Extreme Submission,' and 'Unwavering Devotion'! points +10,000!]

"Let's go."

Qin Feng reached out and naturally put his arm around Lin Yue's slender waist, as her legs were already weak.

Under the respectful, almost worshipful gazes of Manager Zhang and the sales staff, he strode toward the black steel beast.

A professional captain in a crisp pilot's uniform with a steady temperament was already standing respectfully at the cabin door.

Once the two entered the spacious and luxurious rear cabin, which was like a palace, he quickly entered the cockpit to prepare for takeoff.

Qin Feng led Lin Yue to sit on a leather sofa so soft it felt like one could sink into it.

He casually pressed a button on the armrest.

"Whir—"

Between the cockpit and the rear cabin, a thick soundproof privacy screen slowly rose.

Completely isolating the front and back into two entirely independent worlds.

The helicopter's rotors began to turn slowly, emitting a deafening roar.

The black fuselage vibrated slightly, then smoothly took off into the air.

The world outside the window was shrinking rapidly.

The city's lights converged into a brilliant galaxy beneath their feet.

Even though there was a pilot in front...

In this completely enclosed, absolutely soundproof private space...

Lin Yue felt even more stimulated, her cheeks burning intensely.

"I'll let you experience it tonight."

Qin Feng looked at the completely closed barrier and pulled the bewildered Lin Yue onto his lap.

A wicked, charming smile curled on his lips:

"What it's like to have..."

"...Cloud Vibrations."

Lin Yue's face turned beet red instantly.

She buried her head deep into his hot chest in shame, her voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz, with a hint of coquettishness:

"Brother Feng... you... you're so bad..."