Meanwhile, above the cloudless stratosphere.
The fuselage of the Bombardier Challenger 850 tilted slightly, beginning a gentle descent, breaking through the clouds.
Outside the window, the vast and grayish-yellow terrain of the Guanzhong Plain in winter gradually became clear and familiar.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are now beginning our descent..."
A soft English announcement from the captain echoed through the cabin as the seatbelt sign lit up with a soft chime.
The meeting in the cabin's office area had concluded.
Sitting in an independent aviation seat, Lin Muxue elegantly closed her laptop and turned her gaze towards the land that had nurtured her.
The plane, with a gentle bump, made a graceful arc on the runway and finally landed steadily on its designated tarmac at the airport.
The cabin door opened.
A gust of cold wind, mixed with the unique crispness of the Guanzhong Plain, rushed in.
