Reborn in America: Starting as a California Resident

"As per your request, your private jet will take off in half an hour. Please rest here for a while."

Jeff Williams bowed slightly, a perfectly timed smile on his face, a smile that exuded professionalism and enthusiasm. Every detail was handled with precision, showcasing the qualities of a top-notch service professional.

Henry nodded in satisfaction, a hint of barely perceptible contentment flashing in his eyes.

This private jet booking was arranged in advance by his people.

On almost every trip, he habitually entrusts all matters to trustworthy professionals, and Jeff is undoubtedly the one he trusts the most.

Henry had used this top-of-the-line service provided by American Express on numerous occasions, and each time Jeff Williams was the one who handled the communication.

Jeff always met Henry's every need with exceptional professionalism and thoughtfulness. No matter how unique or demanding the requirements were, he would do everything he could to ensure that every journey Henry took was as smooth as silk and without any worries.

Henry slowly turned his gaze to Jeff, who was still holding his post. He knew that this deputy manager of American Express would definitely stay with him until the last moment before boarding.

This meticulous service gave Henry not only convenience, but also a sense of being respected and valued, which is an important reason why he has always been fond of American Express services.

"Jeff, I'd like to know if American Express offers aircraft procurement services?"

Henry spoke softly, breaking the brief silence. His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an undeniable confidence.

A glint of light flashed in Jeff Williams' eyes, like an experienced hunter spotting his prey, but he quickly regained his usual gentlemanly demeanor, a polite smile still on his face, and asked softly, "You mean...?"

"American Express's private flight services are truly exceptional."

Henry leaned back slightly on the soft sofa and explained slowly, "But I'm considering buying my own private jet."

Given my satisfaction with American Express and with you personally, I hope to complete this purchase through American Express.

"First of all," Jeff Williams immediately responded respectfully, his tone full of gratitude and honor, "thank you very much for recognizing our service."

Secondly, American Express is committed to meeting all of its customers' needs—truly all of them!

He emphasized the word "all," his eyes firm and confident, as if promising Henry something: "If you have this need, American Express will do everything in its power, using all its resources and connections to satisfy you."

Henry nodded in satisfaction, a slight, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.

"Then it's settled."

When I return from California, I expect to receive a detailed quotation and a list of suppliers.

“No problem,” Jeff Williams readily agreed without hesitation, like a loyal knight accepting his master’s command. “Everything will be ready. I will personally oversee this matter to ensure that every document you receive is detailed, accurate, and meets your high standards.”

Henry nodded slightly, said no more, and settled down to enjoy the food in front of him.

In 1979, the Boeing 747 was undoubtedly one of the world's top business jets;

Since it began commercial operation in 1970, it has become Boeing's flagship product and the first choice for the world's top billionaires, thanks to its unparalleled performance and ultimate luxury experience.

It boasts superior features compared to the Boeing 737, including longer range, larger cabin space, and more advanced avionics. Every design element and configuration showcases the perfect fusion of technology and luxury.

It has a maximum flight speed of 988 kilometers per hour and a maximum range of 13450 kilometers.

The straight-line distance between New York and California is approximately 3932.8 kilometers. For a Boeing 747, such a flight is commonplace, and round-trip flights are a piece of cake, easily traversing this long distance.

Private jets are a luxury accessible only to the top 0.000001% of the world's elite.

They are not merely a means of transportation, but also symbols of the status and wealth of the rich, their mobile palaces high above the clouds.

Despite his rapid accumulation of wealth and his emerging success in the business world, Henry has yet to own a private jet.

In the past, he relied primarily on the premium flight services provided by American Express when traveling.

However, as his business empire continued to expand and his personal influence grew, owning a private jet to signify his status became a necessity for him, a symbol of his position in the business world.

The reason he didn't directly choose the DC-10 model developed by McDonnell Douglas, a company in which he held shares, was not only due to his own laziness and nostalgia for American Express services, but more importantly, because of his deep consideration for security.

After all, McDonnell Douglas's DC-10 had been involved in several serious aviation accidents in the 70s, and the horrific images and casualty figures made him wary.

As the old saying goes, "A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall."

Henry, who had finally "put on his shoes" and climbed to his current height on the ladder of wealth and status, did not want to regretfully miss out on this hard-won life of wealth and honor because of a plane crash!

His future holds countless possibilities, and his business empire awaits his continued expansion.

As boarding time drew near, the atmosphere in the waiting area gradually became busier.

However, all this busyness seemed to have nothing to do with Henry. He was enjoying the VIP services provided by American Express to the fullest. Every step was arranged in an orderly manner, like a well-choreographed stage play, with every detail just right.

Jeff Williams was like Henry's personal butler, always by his side.

His eyes were always on Henry's every move, and he could immediately understand Henry's needs.

With leisurely steps, I found myself in the luxurious cabin of a Boeing 747;

Henry's body was perfectly enveloped by the softness of the leather sofa, as if all his fatigue had vanished in that moment.

"call."

After resting with my eyes closed for a long time, I felt a slight dryness in my mouth and throat.

Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, a flight attendant who invented Pan Am Airlines floated to his side like a light cloud.

She gracefully and slowly squatted down, her movements fluid and natural, as if she had rehearsed it meticulously countless times.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"