The airport hall was spacious and bright, with the environment meticulously clean and spotless.
The entrance door was sensor-equipped and automated, while inside the hall there were escalators and flight status boards with LCD displays.
There were CCTV systems and LCD master-slave clocks that displayed the year, month, day, day of the week, and time down to the second, just like the ones seen in movies and TV shows—everything was very advanced.
There were many travelers, both Chinese and foreigners, coming to take their flights or to see off their friends and family. A Chinese group from overseas was taking a group photo.
All of this made Han Yu feel as if he had entered a completely different world—it all felt so sci-fi, so unreal.
While he was still in a daze, Shen Rulan came over in a hurry.
"San'er, let's go eat, stop gaping."
"Where's Manager Ye?"
