"Steak, medium-rare."
"Okay."
The flight attendant left, and the cabin became quiet again.
Song Heping looked at the clouds outside the window and suddenly thought of Angel.
One of the people he trusted most in the United States.
Not as simple as a lover.
Although they were indeed lovers.
More importantly, she had a powerful family background and was a strong business partner.
Every time Song Heping went to the United States, he would stay with her for a day or two.
Those were rare times for him to relax.
This time?
He thought about it and decided to decide when he arrived.
The plane flew steadily above the clouds.
After having lunch, Song Heping slept for three hours, and when he woke up, the plane was already approaching the European Continent.
Through the window, he could see the ocean below and the faint silhouette of the coastline in the distance.
He opened the shade, letting sunlight fill the cabin, and then took out a document from his briefcase.
