Two days later.
A civilian airliner took off from Danancheng Airport, heading southwest.
Liu Yutong sat in business class, gazing at the clouds outside the window, when a thought suddenly crossed her mind—maybe she should buy a few private jets.
With the group's business expanding rapidly, she and some senior executives needed to travel frequently across the country and even around the world. Taking commercial flights was becoming increasingly inconvenient and time-consuming.
If she could get a few planes, that would make things much easier.
"Miss, the reception plan from BS Province has arrived."
"Read it."
"Tomorrow at 9 a.m., Leader Zhu will meet with you at the provincial party committee guesthouse, followed by a lunch meeting. In the afternoon, there will be a visit to the post-disaster reconstruction demonstration projects, including the school funded by Wanlong Group. The morning after tomorrow is an investment symposium, attended by heads of the BS Province Investment Promotion Bureau, Development and Reform Commission, and Science and Technology Department. After that, your schedule is free—if there's anywhere you'd like to go, they can arrange it in advance."
"For the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, no need to bother them. I'll just wander around on my own."
"Understood."
Liu Yutong suddenly thought of something and turned around to ask: "For the employees' family members, which batch is departing for BS Province today?"
Lan Die quickly checked the records and looked up: "The fifth batch, just left this morning—24 buses, over 800 people."
"How have the earlier batches been received?"
"Very well."
"Many parents of employees from the first travel group have personally called the company to express their gratitude, and some have even sent banners."
Liu Yutong nodded.
From July until now, the employee family travel plan of Wanlong Group had been in operation for over two months.
Based on the health conditions and personal preferences of employees' parents, the travel routes were divided into several options—the Imperial Capital Culture Route, Jiangnan Water Town Route, Southern Guangdong Coastal Route, Southwest Scenic Route, Northern Frontier Grassland Route, and the BS Province Post-Disaster Reconstruction Route.
Each batch was capped at no more than two thousand people, accompanied by professional tour guides, on-site medical staff, and security personnel, with all arrangements for food, lodging, and transport fully covered.
As for employees' children, since their numbers were relatively smaller, all summer camp activities had already been completed.
Especially that Chu Junlin—he led a children's group for the entire summer, and by the time it ended, he looked several years older.
After all, looking after kids, and so many of them—the mental toll was unimaginable.
When he finally returned to Mingzhu City for the last time and saw Liu Yutong, he didn't say a word, silently getting into his car and heading back to the capital.
To date, the group had sent over 100,000 employees' family members on trips, with total spending exceeding 400 million yuan.
Was the money worth it?
From a financial standpoint, certainly not.
Many listed companies couldn't even earn that much in a full year.
But from the perspective of winning people's hearts, it was worth every penny.
Ordinary employees were noticeably more motivated than before, and everyone spoke of the company with genuine pride.
When the company treated their families so well, how could they not want to stay loyal to Wanlong Group and give it their all?
This was the principle of buying a horse's bones with gold.
And it was also Liu Yutong's consistent style—if she did something, she did it to the fullest.
The plane broke through the clouds and began its slow descent.
Liu Yutong looked down through the window, and a stretch of rolling mountains came into view.
The mountains were tall and steep, ridgeline after ridgeline in blue-gray, their peaks shrouded in white mist. Winding rivers and scattered villages nestled between the slopes, like silver coins casually tossed across the earth.
This was BS Province.
A land of frequent calamities, yet one that refused to break.
Last year's massive earthquake claimed thousands of lives, destroyed countless families, and left this region scarred and devastated.
The images of crumbling ruins on the nightly news still made her chest tighten when she thought of them.
But barely a year had passed, and the scene had transformed—rows of new buildings had risen from the ground, roads had been rebuilt.
A completely new face!
The plane landed at the capital airport of BS Province.
As the cabin door opened, a cool, fresh breeze rushed in.
Located in the southwest, BS Province sat at a much higher elevation than Mingzhu City. Though it was only early September, temperatures had already dropped to around twenty degrees—far more pleasant than the weather back home.
At the bottom of the gangway, a black Audi was already waiting.
Standing beside the car were two people—one was Director Zheng, whom Liu Yutong had spoken with on the phone before.
The other was Uncle Zhu himself.
Seeing him, Liu Yutong was taken aback for a moment.
She hadn't expected Uncle Zhu to come to the airport in person to pick her up.
"Uncle Zhu, why did you come all the way yourself?" She extended her hand, a little flattered.
Uncle Zhu smiled and shook her hand: "Little Liu, you are the great benefactor of BS Province. You donated over two billion yuan to help us rebuild our homes. If I, as the head of this province, didn't even come to the airport to welcome you, that would be a grave breach of etiquette."
Liu Yutong: "Uncle Zhu, you're too kind. I only did what I could."
Uncle Zhu: "Regardless, the people of BS Province will always remember this kindness."
The two exchanged pleasantries and then got into the car one after the other, heading toward the city.
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