"You have a private jet?"
Looking at Chu Chen, Zhang Zhengye asked instinctively.
"Yeah, why?" Chu Chen replied blandly.
Seeing Chu Chen's calm demeanor, the crowd was dumbfounded.
What's going on?
From Chu Chen's tone, it seemed like owning a private jet was a very normal thing.
Just like when someone asks if you have a phone, you'd undoubtedly answer the same way.
But can you really compare a phone to a private jet?
They're on completely different levels, one in the sky and one on the ground!
How much does a private jet cost? Several hundred million.
But what about a phone?!
Even the most expensive Vertu phone might only cost a few million at most.
Rich people.
Looking at Chu Chen, these two words involuntarily came to mind for the crowd.
So wealthy.
This was far more impressive than Zhang Zhengye who had just rented out the first-class cabin.
You were only renting a first-class cabin, while he owns a private jet.
The crowd looked at Chu Chen with more respect.
