Landlord in the Arctic

Its beautiful and luxurious design instantly captured the attention of passing travelers, who stopped to stare, their eyes filled with amazement.

They were either marveling at the plane’s opulent exterior or consumed with curiosity about the identity of its owner.

Sunlight gleamed off the plane’s polished fuselage, casting a dazzling glare that announced its unique and extraordinary presence to all who looked on.

Through the glass of the terminal, Ouyang Xue clearly saw her boss, Feng Shan, walk onto the private jet, holding Coca-Cola.

The sight made her all the more curious about her boss’s background and influence.

After all, the difference between a commercial flight and a private jet was hardly a small one; the financial power and resources they represented were worlds apart.

"Younger Brother Feng is getting more and more low-key these days!" Zhang Kai said, shaking his head slightly with a wistful expression.

Su Yang, looking bewildered, pointed at the Petroleum parked on the runway. His eyes were wide, and his voice was tinged with disbelief.

"You call *this* low-key? I think you misunderstand what that word means."

Indeed.

Even within the country, very few people could travel by private jet.

This was far beyond the scope of "low-key."

Coupled with Su Yang’s exaggerated expression and tone, it made the others around them chuckle softly.

Zhang Kai, however, just shrugged helplessly, an awkward smile on his face.

’That damn Su Yang. He didn’t even realize I was teasing Feng Shan.’

...

As Feng Shan boarded the plane holding Coca-Cola, the cabin door slid shut, sealing off the outside world’s clamor. Inside, a tranquil space was created, belonging to Feng Shan alone.

Mova approached his seat with light steps, a professional smile on her face, and said softly,

"Sir, we are now heading to Montana West Yellowstone City Airport. The entire journey is 11,000 kilometers and will take 12 hours. Would you like me to prepare any entertainment equipment?"

"No, that won’t be necessary. Just get me a bottle of water," Feng Shan said with a gentle wave of his hand.

He then switched his phone to airplane mode and placed it gently on the coffee table in front of him.

The moment the phone screen went dark, it was as if the whole world fell silent, leaving only the faint hum of the aircraft.

"Of course. Please fasten your seatbelt. The Petroleum is about to take off!" Mova knew Feng Shan always preferred quiet, so she said nothing more.

She walked briskly to the crew cabin at the side of the aircraft. A moment later, she returned with a bottle of water.

She placed the water gently on the small table beside Feng Shan. After confirming once more that he had fastened his seatbelt, she tiptoed back to the crew cabin to prepare for the rest of the flight.

Accompanied by the deep, powerful roar of the engines, the Petroleum began to move slowly down the runway, gradually picking up speed.

Finally, after reaching the right speed, it leaped up and soared into the vast sky.

The fuselage cut through the clouds, leaving a faint, almost invisible trail.

Looking through the porthole, he watched Hai City shrink below, the familiar streets and buildings gradually blurring into a single patch.

Feng Shan couldn’t help but sigh wistfully.

What happened to Jenny and the others was completely unexpected.

’I just wanted them to go home for Christmas. Who knew something like this would still happen?’

At this thought, Feng Shan subconsciously reached into his pocket and pulled out a grass rope.

His right hand moved nimbly, fingers weaving and knotting the grass rope. In just a moment, a knot was tied.

After finishing, Feng Shan observed the shape of the knot, trying to glean the condition of Jenny and the others from his divination.

The divination told him that while Jenny and the others were surrounded by danger, their lives were not in immediate peril.

The ambiguous result of the divination left Feng Shan truly puzzled.

In the past, his divinations were either clearly "dangerous" or "not dangerous." This was the first time he had received such a vague result.

As he was pondering, the indicator light in the cabin showed that communication devices could now be used.

Feng Shan immediately picked up his phone and called Yves.

The phone had barely rung once before Yves answered, his steady voice coming through the line.

"Hello, Boss!"

"Where are you now?" Feng Shan asked, holding his phone as his gaze drifted out the porthole.

At that moment, in the azure sky, the Petroleum was flying above layers of clouds. Sunlight filtered through, casting a faint golden glow on the fuselage.

Over the phone, Yves’s deep voice reported, "Boss, we just arrived at Anchorage International Airport. We’re about to take the next flight to Great Falls, Montana, and then transfer to get to West Yellowstone City."

"Who’s with you? Did you bring the hardware?" Feng Shan continued, his fingers tapping a light rhythm on the coffee table before him.

"It’s me, plus Nash, Bat, Scar, and Gunpowder. Gordon and his three men will rendezvous with us in Great Falls City. Since this is an interstate operation, it’s not easy to carry weapons. I plan to buy some from a local dealer and then drive to West Yellowstone City."

Yves reported the personnel arrangements and plan in detail, every part clear and concise.

"Don’t try to save money. Bring everything you can. I’ll be landing directly in West Yellowstone City in 11 hours."

Feng Shan’s tone was decisive.

’Montana isn’t like the Crown Territory. This isn’t my turf.’

’I have to make sure nothing goes wrong. I can’t afford any slip-ups with the equipment just to save a little money.’

"Roger that," Yves replied concisely, with no unnecessary words.

After hanging up, Feng Shan thought for a moment, then pressed the service call button beside him.

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, a smiling Mova appeared before him.

Her figure was graceful, like a blossoming flower. She bowed slightly, her voice soft and pleasant as she asked, "Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Feng Shan pointed to the seat opposite him. "I’d like to know a little about Montana. You see, this is my first time going there, and I don’t know what I should watch out for."

Mova gave a charming smile, straightened her posture, and sat down with measured grace. "I traveled to Montana when I was in school. Compared to poor Alaska, which only really has winter and summer, Montana—known as ’Big Sky Country’—is practically heaven on earth. Now isn’t a great time for a trip, though."

At this point, Mova paused for a moment, seemingly recalling that wonderful trip.

Then, she subtly shifted her position, turning to sit at an angle. The movement seemed casual, but it also hiked up the hem of her short skirt, perfectly showcasing her long, shapely legs.

At the same time, she gave Feng Shan a meaningful, flirtatious look and said with a charming pout,

"As for what to watch out for... well, for a man of your stature, all you really need to bring is Franklin!"

Seeing Mova’s blatant hint, a helpless smile crept onto Feng Shan’s face.

’Such a blatant proposition. If I still don’t get it... then I’d have wasted all these years.’

"Mr. Feng, if you have any needs during the trip, you can call on me anytime. I can do anything."

Mova’s eyes were filled with seduction as she gave the man before her a sultry, lingering look.

𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

As the chief flight attendant of the Petroleum.

From the day she first boarded this plane, she had already mentally prepared herself for certain things.

Because Mova knew very well.

In this cabin full of opportunities, a life-changing story could unfold at any moment.

For example, the previous chief flight attendant had met an executive from the North Slope Petroleum Company during a flight. Although it didn’t lead to the wedding chapel, that flight attendant ended up living the life she had always dreamed of.

In her past work, it wasn’t that Mova hadn’t encountered suitable targets, but each time, they fell just a little short of covering her bills.

The benefits those targets offered weren’t enough to pull her completely out of her pit of debt.

But Feng Shan’s appearance gave Mova new hope.

From the petroleum company’s deferential attitude towards him, and Mr. Jeff’s subtle hints about Mr. Feng’s powerful background, Mova realized this might be the perfect opportunity to change her destiny.

’As long as I can be a little more proactive and serve Mr. Feng meticulously to his satisfaction... the company had also promised a gift that was simply impossible to refuse.’

This gift was enough to help her pay off her outstanding loan debts and completely escape her financial predicament.

That was why she was being so direct in expressing her intentions to Feng Shan right now.

All for that gift, which was enough to change the trajectory of her life.

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