Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 938 - 443: A Step to the Top

The final boarding time had arrived, and Rong Xianning stood at the bridge entrance, not seeing Shen You’an’s figure.

At that moment, his phone received a message, and Rong Xianning quickly opened it.

The familiar name made Rong Xianning’s heart skip a beat; the content was concise.

——Board.

Rong Xianning breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked around again; the passengers hurried by, with those who noticed him only giving a few extra glances, unlike the excitement in the airport hall.

Rong Xianning closed his phone and stepped into the bridge.

Just as he entered, a tall figure slowly appeared, accompanied by a flight attendant.

The person had bright golden hair, mysterious blue eyes as deep as the sea, and an arrogant and flamboyant demeanor like the dazzling sun, leaving an unforgettable impression.

After taking a seat in first class, the flight attendant respectfully asked what services were needed.

"There is a gentleman named Rong in business class, who is my friend. Please take care of him, but don’t let him know."

The young man’s smile was charming like fireworks.

The flight attendant instantly understood and smiled, nodding.

The young man took out a tablet from his backpack; with internet service in first class, it wouldn’t affect browsing.

Throughout the journey, he didn’t bother the flight attendants, instead, he was fully engrossed in the tablet.

The flight attendant was very curious about him, and during their free time, they discussed with their colleagues: "I saw his passport; Amos Meifei—he’s from the Meifei family, right?"

The flight attendants serving first class had seen many wealthy individuals, but the name Meifei still exceeded their understanding.

"Impossible, the Mei Fei family is far away in Siland, how could they be in Hua Country?"

"That young man exudes nobility, definitely not an ordinary person."

Another colleague lifted the curtain, lowered their voice, and said: "He is indeed the young master of the Mei Fei family; I served him last year on a flight to Siland."

The two covered their mouths in disbelief: "The Mei Fei family’s young master, famed as an investment genius? My goodness..."

They had unexpectedly seen a legendary figure; there were many rumors about him. He was an investment genius, earning from every venture, as if with a golden touch, his assets were global, reportedly reaching the level of rivals with countries, not including his family resources.

He was essentially the golden bachelor, of noble lineage, extremely handsome, albeit possibly a bit young, who wouldn’t bear to make a move?

Yet enough to get these flight attendants who were used to wealthy people restless.

"How does Mei Fei know Rong Xianning? They’re friends?"

They all knew why Rong Xianning went to Australia from the news.

Unexpectedly, Rong Xianning and Mr. Mei Fei were friends, and Mr. Mei Fei specifically asked to take care of him—they certainly weren’t just ordinary friends.

A few words about these wealthy individuals and celebrities’ gossip passed, and then they moved on to other topics.

"Jiajia, are you filling in for Liu Yue this time because of your boyfriend working in Australia?"

Teased by a colleague, the flight attendant named Jiajia felt a bit embarrassed: "What boyfriend? We haven’t officially established a relationship yet."

"How did you meet?" The older flight supervisor asked more questions.

"We met online; he often sends me things. My bags and clothes were gifts from him. He treats me really well."

The flight supervisor frowned.

"What’s his job?"

"Apparently, he’s a cashier at a listed company; he’s actually from Yunzhou and went to college in Australia, so he stayed there."

The flight supervisor advised her: "Be clever, don’t get fooled, especially in a place like Australia—yellow, gambling, drugs rampant, very chaotic. Protect yourself."

The girl named Xie Jiajia smiled confidently: "Don’t worry, supervisor, I’m aware."

A passenger pressed the bell, and the flight supervisor gave Xie Jiajia a deep look before exiting the curtain with a sigh, as she was lost in the fantasy of sweet love.

Another colleague reminded her: "I think the supervisor is right; when you meet with that guy, keep your guard up and protect yourself."

Xie Jiajia felt a little displeased, why did they all treat her like a fool? She purposely nudged her colleague’s arm to change the subject: "Are you interested in Mr. Mei Fei? Why not try? If successful, you’d be the lady of a global billionaire family, achieving class leap, reaching the pinnacle."

Han Qing shook her head: "Don’t overestimate me, how could Mr. Mei Fei be interested in me?"

"Don’t underestimate yourself, you’re the most beautiful flight attendant in our airline, featured in the brochures annually."

"Too young, I really can’t make a move..."

"A sibling romance might be thrilling; you’ll never know without trying."

Though intrigued, Han Qing knew Mr. Mei Fei would definitely not be interested in a flight attendant.

The three-hour journey quickly passed, arriving at the Australia International Airport at midnight.

First-class passengers exited first, followed by business and economy class passengers.

Rong Xianning had just left the airport when he was almost immobile due to being surrounded by Australian media.

Xiao Hu kept him tightly by his side, cautiously and arduously moving forward.

Then someone shouted: "Scar Brother is here."

The crowd instantly scattered like birds and beasts.

Xiao Hu looked around, stunned by the scene despite his experience.

In the airport hall stood a tall man, with a crew cut and thin build, tough features, with a scar across his left eye like a centipede lying across his face, adding menace.

Behind the man stood two rows of black-clad men, their presence quickly overwhelmed, intimidating those timid enough to near collapse.

Xiao Hu kept Rong Xianning protected, ready to ignore this group and leave.

The man called Scar Brother spoke: "Rong Xianning, where are you going?"

Xiao Hu felt a chill, indeed they were targeting Xiao Rong.

Rong Xianning stepped forward from behind Xiao Hu and looked at Scar Brother without showing any sign of inferiority: "I am Rong Xianning."

Scar Brother eyed him, "You’ve got guts, daring to venture alone into Australia. You know the rules: cash for people, don’t waste time; every day’s delay, interest is a million."

That’s incredibly ruthless, Xiao Hu couldn’t help but show anger, isn’t there any law?

No.

Xiao Hu knew well; he had colleagues stationed in Australia, having learned the local situation from them.

There were countless gangs here, with the largest among them being the Nine Dragon Association led by Lord Bei, relying on Australia’s biggest gambling industry’s Ouri Group to do shady business, acting as their henchmen.

Scar Brother was Lord Bei’s confidant, the top enforcer, a fierce and capable fighter.

Gambling was Australia’s economic pillar, thus the government turned a blind eye, leading to Ouri Group’s arrogance.

Rong Xianning calmly said: "I want to meet Rong Yu first."

Scar Brother sneered coldly: "Kid, are you negotiating with me?"

"Reciprocity, is business, otherwise you won’t get a dime from me."

The man leisurely folded his arms: "Do business with me? Do you think you have that capability?"

"Our deal is based on Rong Yu being alive." Rong Xianning was unyielding, aggressive.

The man raised an eyebrow, "Fine, you’ve got guts, come with me."

Rong Xianning stopped, glanced around, some bystanders attempted to take photos but were deterred by a glance, silently putting down their phones.

In Australia, they dare not provoke these people.

Rong Xianning didn’t see a familiar figure; instead, he secretly relaxed.

This place was even more severe than expected, luckily An’an didn’t come.

The road ahead was for him to travel alone.

Rong Xianning walked step by step into the encirclement of black-clad men, under oppressive stares, leaving the airport.

Slowly, the golden-haired young man emerged, stretching lazily at the airport entrance.

The van carrying Rong Xianning drove past the golden-haired youth, their eyes meeting momentarily and before Rong Xianning could see his face clearly, the van was already gone.

He suddenly turned, looking through the rear window; the man became a small dot, indistinct.

In the brief encounter of surprise, those were unfamiliar yet familiar eyes.

Mistaken identity probably.

Rong Xianning sat back, dazed.

A taxi stopped in front of the golden-haired youth, who opened the door and sat inside.

"Follow the car in front."