Actually, Chen Zhao had only thought of it on the spur of the moment. He'd never thought about getting a plane.
The association was doing well now, but there was no need to get a plane.
Even the cheap Gulfstream G 150 or G 200 series would cost around 20 million dollars.
The association could afford it, but where would they put the plane?
In an airline airport, it would cost two to three million dollars a year. Plus maintenance and fuel, it would cost more than five million.
If they built a small airport themselves, the one-time cost would be too high. It would cost at least tens of millions.
This was because the association already had enough land and didn't need to buy land.
Including the cost of land, it would cost at least one or two hundred million.
With the association's current scale, there was no need to get a small airport and a private plane.
Moreover, the association didn't have many opportunities to go out.
Even if there were occasional supernatural incidents that needed to be dealt with, it wasn't an urgent matter.
In terms of cost-effectiveness, building a small airport and buying a private plane was too extravagant.
The flight attendant's obstruction didn't make Jaimis shut up.
After the flight attendant left, she started harassing Chen Zhao again.
In the end, Chen Zhao asked the flight attendant for an earmuff and finally closed his eyes to sleep.
After arriving in Los Angeles, Chen Zhao hurried home.
He hadn't seen Fali and Gerlyn for more than ten days. He missed them a lot.
When Gerlyn saw Chen Zhao, she tilted her head and looked at him for three seconds. Then she suddenly pounced at him and hugged his leg. "Dad, Gerlyn missed you so much. Dad, do you not want me and Mom anymore?"
Chen Zhao smiled bitterly. He'd told Fali before leaving, but he didn't tell Gerlyn. She actually misunderstood.
Fali smiled at Chen Zhao's return.
"You're back?"
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded. "Darling, are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Fali said. "I've been teaching Little Nine a lesson these days. It won't be so reckless in the future."
"Yes, it should be." Chen Zhao nodded. "Where is it now? I'll go teach it a lesson."
"It's playing with Little Three in the forest."
"Okay, I'll go see them."
Chen Zhao entered the forest. Before he even took two steps, he saw two black and white things.
Panda? Wait a minute … that's not right … Big Bear and Little Bear?
Chen Zhao's eyes widened. Looking at the two little things, his face darkened.
Fali would never do something like that. Only little Gerlyn could do it.
But to be honest, Gerlyn's dyeing skills were pretty good.
They actually had some semblance of a human.
Little Gerlyn probably dyed them like this because she had watched cartoons.
However, they were brown bears after all. Chen Zhao didn't want Gerlyn to go overboard.
He still had to wash the paint off their bodies.
"Little Nine!" Chen Zhao yelled.
A whistling sound came from the forest, followed by the rustling of grass and trees.
Little Nine, Little Three, and the others had already arrived before him.
Because Little Nine, Little Three, Little Two and Little One ate and lived together, their relationship was the best.
Little Nine's head had already grown to a very large size. It was nearly 25 meters long, and its nine snake heads were raised high.
"Little Nine, you did well that day. In the future, if anyone hurts Mom and Little Sister, they have to do the same." Chen Zhao tossed a demonic crystal to Little Nine.
Roar —
The three heads were all filled with envy and jealousy. Then, they looked at Chen Zhao with a wronged expression.
It was as if they were saying, If I were here, I would definitely do better than Little Nine.
"Little Three, Little Two, Little One, you guys have to work hard too. Protect our family." Chen Zhao patted their heads.
Little Nine was even more encouraged. Its intelligence wasn't low. It was even higher than mixed-blood demons like Princess and Walter.
However, Little Nine wasn't a demon. It was a magical beast, a magical creature.
"But you can't hurt ordinary people, especially in front of Mom and Little Sister. Understand?"
Little Nine's nine heads nodded at the same time.
…
"Wow, L.A. is so much bigger than Honolulu." Jaimis looked at the scenery along the way.
The bus had been driving for more than an hour, but they still hadn't reached their destination.
"L.A. is six times bigger than Honolulu," Dolinke said.
A tourist city was a tourist city, after all. It couldn't be compared to an international metropolis like L.A.
"Boss, where are we going?"
"The venue of the North American Psychic Contest. We're going there to report."
The bus arrived at the suburbs of L.A. The vegetation was dense here. There was a building in front that seemed to be newly built.
Jimmy was a bit surprised too. It seemed that the North American Illuminati had spent a lot of money this time. The venue was actually so big.
A white-haired man walked out. He wasn't old, but he had a head full of white hair.
Jimmy recognized him. He was the general manager of the North American Illuminati, Russell Nande.
"Jimmy, long time no see." Russell Nande walked up and gave Jimmy a warm hug.
The guards were only a supernatural organization in the Hawaiian Islands, but their strength and influence were quite good.
So, Russell Nande naturally welcomed Jimmy and his guards at the entrance without holding back his enthusiasm.
"Welcome to the new headquarters of the North American Illuminati, Mystery Mansion."
"Huh? You're moving the headquarters to L.A.? "
"Of course," Russell Nande said. "The original headquarters in Orlando was also a big city, but its influence wasn't as big as L.A.'s. There are more opportunities and room for development here. Plus, L.A. is a place with many supernatural incidents, so it gives us more opportunities."
"I heard that the Supernatural Organization's headquarters is in L.A. too, right?" Jimmy asked meaningfully.
"Yes, but do I care about them?" Russell Nande snickered.
Jimmy could tell how disdainful Russell was of the Supernatural Organization. Of course, he felt the same way too.
The Supernatural Organization had participated in two of the previous North American Psychic Contests.
In the past two years, the Supernatural Organization had made a fool of itself.
Jimmy also looked down on the Supernatural Organization.
"Are they still participating this time?"
"I did send them an invitation, but do they have the face to participate? Haha … "Russell Nande laughed." Let's go. Let's talk inside. "
"By the way, can you tell me anything about the competition?" Jimmy asked.
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