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At 1 p.m. on Monday, two hours before Chen Dong's scheduled flight was to depart, Chen Dong had already arrived at the airport.

With his first-class ticket and airline membership, Chen Dong only needed to go through security; the rest of the procedures were handled by dedicated staff.

"Mr. Chen, this is your boarding pass. When it's almost time, someone will come to take you to check-in."

In addition, the VIP buffet restaurant is located on the second floor and can be entered for free with your boarding pass.

The attractive female airport staff member was very respectful, with a fawning smile on her face.

Although Chen Dong's attire was very ordinary—shorts, a white shirt, and no accessories like watches or necklaces—he didn't look like a wealthy person at all.

However, the female airport staff had worked at the airport for a long time, welcoming and seeing off many wealthy businessmen, and her eyesight had been honed to be extremely sharp. She could tell at a glance that Chen Dong was not as simple as he appeared.

More importantly, Chen Dong is still very young. In the eyes of the female staff, Chen Dong is a low-key young master.

Compared to those older, cunning foxes, a young master like Chen Dong is clearly more likely to succeed.

As the female stagehand withdrew her hand, she gently brushed against the back of Chen Dong's hand, and a suggestive expression appeared on her face at the same time.

At 25, she was already quite old, but the female stagehand had still not managed to snag her dream husband, which inevitably made her more impatient.

Chen Dong did not react to the female clerk's subtle actions. After handing over his boarding pass, he signaled that she could leave.

After the female clerk left, looking back every few steps with a resentful expression, Chen Dong took out the small note tucked inside his boarding pass and casually tossed it into the trash can next to his seat.

The female stagehand had a good figure, with curves in all the right places and long, straight legs in black stockings under her short skirt.

However, her appearance was quite ordinary, and her personality did not meet Chen Dong's standards.

Moreover, Chen Dong already has two stunningly beautiful women, Yin Qingying and Jiang Jia, with completely different styles by his side. Why would he be interested in a roadside stall with mediocre appearance, taste, and safety?

Rubbing his rumbling stomach, Chen Dong followed the signs and successfully arrived at the buffet restaurant on the second floor.

The receptionists at the entrance were a man and a woman; they weren't particularly striking in appearance, but they were pleasing to the eye.

"Hello sir, please show your boarding pass."

The female receptionist wore a well-trained smile, and her tone and movements were impeccable.

After a quick glance at Chen Dong's boarding pass, the female receptionist immediately bowed and led Chen Dong into the restaurant.

"Mr. Chen, you can choose your food and drinks at the restaurant yourself, or you can ask the waiter to get them for you. Of course, the restaurant also supports specific dishes, just try not to waste them."

After leading Chen Dong to table number 13 and briefly explaining the rules, the female receptionist quickly left without disturbing Chen Dong any further.

Compared to the female clerk from before, the receptionist in front of me is clearly more professional.

At least they didn't do anything weird.

After putting down his backpack, Chen Dong didn't bother the waiter but took matters into his own hands.

Despite being in an airport, a place where every inch of land is precious, the VIP buffet restaurant is not crowded at all. Seven or eight long tables, each over ten meters long, are filled with all kinds of delicious food.

Whether it flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the water, aside from the plants and animals mentioned in legal texts, almost everything else can be found on the table.

The beverage section is further divided into areas for baijiu (Chinese liquor), spirits, beer, and soft drinks, making it convenient for VIPs to choose.

Perhaps because it was lunchtime, the restaurant was quite crowded, with adults and children, but without exception, everyone was very well-mannered, eating their food slowly and deliberately.

A noble status and a high-end environment have ironically become constraints.

Even what they want to eat or drink requires careful selection, lest others think they are unsophisticated.

However, Chen Dong had no such concerns at all.

Fried chicken, deep-fried food, is it unhealthy and not high-end?

As long as it tastes good!

Is it embarrassing to eat steak well-done?

Who among the Chinese eats raw beef?

Cola, a carbonated beverage, doesn't really signify status?

You are questioning the president of the Eagle Nation!

As a result, the unrestrained Chen Dong became a spectacle in the restaurant.

This prompted the child in the next seat to start shouting as well.

"Mom, I want a Coke too!"

"No! Coke is for the lower classes. You can only drink VOSS fruit-flavored soda."

Noticing the disdainful look from the wealthy woman, Chen Dong ignored it and continued to enjoy his food and cola.

As a result, the child could only watch Chen Dong longingly while eating the exquisite, high-class but unappetizing food on his plate.

Having finished his CD-ROM mission and feeling satisfied with being about 80-90% full, Chen Dong got up and left the restaurant, heading to the VIP lounge to wait for check-in.

As Chen Dong passed by the next table, he saw a child eating the food on his plate with a face full of resistance, and he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

The fundamental value of food lies in only two things: satisfying hunger and providing deliciousness.

However, some people forcibly package food as a tool to distinguish social classes, just to satisfy their own sense of superiority, which is putting the cart before the horse.

After returning to the VIP lounge, Chen Dong didn't have to wait long before it was time to check in.

Guided by a staff member, Chen Dong walked onto the exclusive boarding passage for first class passengers.

After glancing at the business and economy class passengers still waiting in line, Chen Dong silently boarded the plane.

On the contrary, the mother and son she had just met at the restaurant, looking at the crowd still waiting, the mother couldn't help but reach out and tap her son's forehead with her finger.

"Since your father is willing to accept us, you must work even harder and strive to become the family heir. Otherwise, when you grow up, you'll end up like those other people who have to queue to even take a plane!"

"Okay, Mom..."

Although Chen Dong did not agree with his mother's values ​​and educational philosophy, he did not say much.

With the help of the flight attendants, I boarded the plane smoothly.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chen. Welcome aboard China Eastern Airlines flight MU7431. Please allow me to guide you to your seat."

The flight attendants were very friendly and helpful, not only smiling throughout the entire process but also proactively helping Chen Dong put his backpack on the overhead luggage rack.

"Mr. Chen, if you need anything, please press the button next to your seat, and I will come to your side immediately."

After giving a gentle instruction, the flight attendant, dressed in a business suit, slowly walked away.

It has to be said that those who can become flight attendants have looks and figures that far surpass those of ordinary people.

Back in school, these women were probably all beauties at the level of class beauties, department beauties, or even school beauties, and would be the dream goddesses of countless people.

In his previous life, Chen Dong also had a dream goddess when he was in college; she was the most beautiful girl in his department.

But compared to the campus beauties I remember, these flight attendants don't seem to stand out much.

Chen Dong looked away and threw himself into the soft sofa.

Airlines are indeed very good at differentiated marketing. The difference between economy class, business class, and first class seats can be described as a hard bench, a hard bench with cushions, and a sofa.

Not only are the seats more comfortable, but the space in first class also far exceeds that of economy and business class.

While economy class passengers couldn't even stretch their legs out, Chen Dong was already able to lie down and watch TV.

Recalling his experience of squeezing into economy class in his previous life, Chen Dong put a potato chip in his mouth and took a sip of the iced cola served by the flight attendant, then muttered a sigh.

"No wonder it's first class, it's so great!"