Kingston Group, in the CEO’s office.
Justin Kingston had just finished a video conference when his personal phone rang, he answered.
The person inside reported—
"CEO Kingston, Quinn Miller has purchased a ticket for a 5 PM flight today, he’s going to Emberfall for a month, Leo Lee hasn’t made any moves here."
"Keep an eye on it, report any anomalies imdiately." Justin’s voice was cold.
"Yes, we have already arranged for soone to accompany Quinn Miller on the flight to Emberfall. We will create a daily itinerary report and send it to your email on ti."
"Good, stay close on it." Justin hung up the phone.
At this mont, Mia Lane ca in, watching him put down the phone, "What are you closely watching? Is there any big movent recently?"
"Just a project." Justin stood up and moved around the desk, partially wrapping his arms around her, "Your brother is leaving, not going to see him off?"
"To where?"
"To Aethelburg to pick up dical records." Justin said proudly.
Mia was surprised, "Did he tell you?" I didn’t even know!
"Mm!"
"Not bad!" Mia nudged him with her shoulder, "Since when did you guys get so close? Not jealous anymore?"
"I’ll beat you!" Justin pinched her cheek.
"Ah! It hurts!"
...
Having just been discharged, Jocelyn Morgan returned to the villa of Finn Morgan and Hailey Hale. She didn’t tell Hailey about her leg injury and hospitalization.
She had just returned to her room when her phone rang.
She stared at the caller ID for a few seconds, surprised, how could the Writers’ Association be calling?
Jocelyn answered seriously, "Hello Chairman Caldwell."
"Jocelyn, there’s a young writers’ creative exchange eting in Aethelburg, there’s an extra spot, do you have ti?" The voice of the middle-aged woman ca compassionately.
"When is it?" Jocelyn writes full-ti and loves to travel, with no marriage or children to take care of, she is free to co and go.
"A 6 PM flight, you can get ready now. The group is eting at the airport. I’ll add you to the group chat; you should contact Director Roth. She’s leading the team for this event. You have her on WeChat, right?"
"I do, I know her," Jocelyn said, "I greatly appreciate the organization’s trust, I’ll pack right away."
Actually, being able to go out for an exchange with the leaders of the association is itself a form of recognition. It’s a rare opportunity to et giants in the literary world.
With so many mbers in the association, if you’re not outstanding, such limited opportunities wouldn’t easily co your way.
Soon, Jocelyn packed her things and started heading to the airport.
The Dalton Group.
In the Chinese-style president’s office, Trevor ca in, "President Dalton, recent work has been handed over."
"The ticket is booked for 6 PM." David Dalton stood in front of him, holding his shoulders, "Take care to be safe on this Aethelburg trip."
There’s truly a feeling of a father worried for a son traveling a thousand miles.
"Please take care of yourself too." Ever since Trevor returned to the country, he hadn’t left his side.
The father and son gazed at each other tenderly for a few seconds.
"I’m off." Trevor smiled slightly, then turned and left.
David watched his son’s tall figure disappear at the doorway, always exuding elegance and composure, and his sense of responsibility was very strong.
Having such a son, he often felt proud.
One hour later, passengers started boarding flight CA818 to Aethelburg.
Trevor boarded, noted his seat location on the boarding pass, and quickly found it; he sat at the aisle position, with the window position empty.
The passengers on the plane were all of high quality, each dressed fashionably and not noisy at all.
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