There is a high-end pub on the 16th floor of Wanda, which is a membership-only pub. Qiao Yan went in and said that he was a Stanford alumnus, and was taken to a large private room inside. When he opened the door, he felt that he was lifted up without touching the ground, and then thrown high up.
"Stop, stop! I'll pay, I'll pay."
"Goodbye, we have a sponsor today, so we don't need a down-and-out young master like you to pay for it." Everyone put Qiao Yan down, and someone said this.
Qiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and said, "That's exactly what I want. I'm a pauper now." He straightened his clothes and sat down on the sofa.
"I just don't understand. When you were 18 years old and got two master's degrees, you were a Chinese legend at Stanford. We all thought you would come back and lead Qiaojiang to shine. But you came back to take the college entrance examination and actually went to heaven to drive a bus." When people in this circle talk about this incident, they will still sigh.
"Those of you who take airplanes will never have the feeling of flying in the sky." Qiao Yan was not afraid to speak to a room full of financial executives and small business owners.
"I'll introduce you to a friend of mine later. He's also from Stanford, 21 years old, and has a double master's degree in finance and management."
"Then you're not as good as me. I'm just 18 years old." Qiao Yan raised his eyebrows, looking proud.
"His last name is He, He Qingwen. He is the only grandson of He Jianming, the chairman of Feiyang, and your future boss."
Qiao Yan was stunned for a moment, "Really?" He stood up angrily and walked towards the door, but was stopped by someone.
"There's no need to be like this. We're all friends getting together, regardless of boss or employee. We've already told him, it would be bad for us if you leave like this." The initiator thought Qiao Yan was angry.
Qiao Yan turned around and looked at everyone very seriously, and said in an exaggerated tone, "I have to go back and change into my uniform immediately, and then prepare some gifts or something. Pilots don't have many opportunities to meet their bosses directly, so I have to hurry up and report on my work."
Everyone was stunned, paused for a moment and then burst into laughter. Qiao Yan also laughed and reached out to touch his hair. He turned around and saw the door of the private room opened. A young man in a light blue polo shirt came in, holding a bottle of red wine in one hand and holding someone's wrist from behind.
The smile on Qiao Yan's face suddenly froze, and he frowned, "Ye Mi!"
Ye Mi glared, the person in front of her turned out to be her husband. She wanted to turn around and run away, but that would be so embarrassing.
She held her canvas bag and bowed respectfully at 90 degrees, "Qiao, Teacher Qiao." She kept rubbing the canvas bag, but her palms were still sweating. Her life was so tragic. In less than 24 hours, she had been caught cheating twice. In the morning, she kissed a student, and in the evening, she held hands with a strange man. Oh, God, please strike her with thunder.
"You two know each other?" He Qingwen didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. "You must be Qiao Yan, right?" He let go of Ye Mi and extended his hand to him. "My name is He Qingwen. I have heard of your great name for a long time, whether you are at Stanford or Feiyang."
Qiao Yan forced a smile and shook hands with him, "Thank you for the compliment." While speaking, he did not forget to look at Ye Mi.
He Qingwen also turned around to look at Ye Mi, "Your teachers are all here, what are you afraid of, come in." Then he dragged her in.
Ye Mi was a little timid and glanced at Qiao Yan secretly. That man had a gloomy face.
"Does Feiyang also have restrictions on students' extracurricular activities?" He Qingwen was a little puzzled by Ye Mi's attitude towards Qiao Yan. At least he had never been so afraid of a teacher in all these years of studying, unless he had done something wrong.
Qiao Yan spread his hands and looked away from Ye Mi, "Off-duty time is subject to laws and moral norms. As a teacher, I can't control it."
Ye Mi shuddered. Law and morality? Although she hadn't done anything shameful, it was not a good idea to follow a strange man to a party at night. Ye Mi felt that she was crazy. How could she be kidnapped by that boy-like man? Qiao Yan was worried about her being kidnapped every day, and it seemed that there was some truth to it.
He Qingwen pulled her to sit between him and Qiao Yan, and introduced her to everyone one by one, treating her like a distinguished guest. Ye Mi could only nod and smile, not knowing what to say. It was her first time to attend such a high-level private party, and it was said that all the people were alumni of Stanford University. She suddenly looked at Qiao Yan as if she had realized something. Wasn't he from the Civil Aviation Flight Academy? How did he get mixed up with Stanford alumni
"I have a special fate with Miss Ye tonight. I don't know how I dropped my wallet beside the car in the parking lot, and Miss Ye was waiting there. Fortunately, I forgot to bring red wine, otherwise I don't know if she would wait there until we left." He Qingwen smiled brightly, like a big boy. "Then on the first floor, I saw Miss Ye bargaining with the lady at the cosmetics counter. I wanted to give her a set to express my gratitude, but Miss Ye refused. But I found that her watch was Feiyang. I didn't expect Miss Ye to be our Feiyang female pilot who is interning this year, so I shamelessly dragged her up."
As soon as they heard that it was a female pilot, everyone became excited and started asking more and more questions.
"Ms. Ye, how old are you this year?" someone asked.
Ye Mi's expression tightened, "I have a husband." Her face flushed, and she turned her head towards Qiao Yan, who was actually smiling. Ye Mi gritted her teeth, it was really embarrassing, and no one asked if she was married.
He Qingwen was a little surprised, "Ms. Ye got married at such a young age? What does your husband do?"
"Ye Mi, just call me Ye Mi, don't call me Miss Ye, I'm not used to Miss Ye." She was still laughing, picked up a bottle of mineral water on the table, and drank a big gulp. This was not a party, it was simply a viewing party for her, and all the topics revolved around her.
"Ask about your husband's occupation!" Qiao Yan reminded her while eating fruit nearby.
Ye Mi looked at him hatefully. She had been deliberately evasive, but he actually dared to bring it up. She really wanted to stand up and point at this hypocritical man next to her and announce to everyone that this was her heartless husband. Finally, she took another sip of water and suppressed her anger. "He is a driver. A driver is a driver."
Qiao Yan burst out laughing, but held back when he saw everyone's surprised looks, "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, I just think the title of driver is more, more funny." Qiao Yan looked at everyone, his eyes flashed and caught the momentary disappointment on He Qingwen's face, he restrained the smile in his eyes, tilted his head to look at Ye Mi, she was talking to everyone with a smile, her eyes curved, revealing a kind of warmth, conveying a friendly message.
Only then did he believe that some people's eyes could actually smile and speak.
After a while of noise, a group of high-level intellectuals began to discuss their main topic, such as the world economic situation, corporate development trends, stocks, futures, options, and gradually the Chinese language turned into English. In short, the more Ye Mi listened, the more she couldn't understand. She was alone in the corner, watching everyone holding a glass of 1978 Lafite, while she held a large glass of orange juice. They insisted that flight trainees were not allowed to drink. Why didn't the employee handbook have this clause? She lost the opportunity to taste expensive wine in vain.
Ye Mi looked at Qiao Yan with resentment, which was reflected in He Qingwen's eyes. He stood up and leaned over, "Don't you like orange juice?"
Ye Mi showed an embarrassment on his face, looking at the snacks on the table, "I didn't eat dinner, why don't I go first? Anyway, I don't understand what you are talking about, haha, I can't get a word in."
"That won't do. I'm the one who brought you here. If you want to leave now, I'll have to leave early too." He said as he was about to stand up.
"Don't!" Ye Mi held him back, not knowing how to tell him, "How old are you this year?"
"twenty one!"
"Oh!" Ye Mi breathed a sigh of relief, still a little kid, "Listen to me, I'm three years older than you, so I know the way, and our Feiyang salary is not low, and there is no problem with eating, so I don't need you to accompany me, really. Since we are from the same company, we are friends, and there will be many opportunities to meet in the future. Which department are you from? I can go and play with you." She took out her phone, "Let's leave contact information, I'll go first, and we'll talk later, okay?"
He Qingwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at Ye Mi's face and didn't believe that she was married. As a man, he could still tell the difference between a married woman and an unmarried girl. He didn't object and gave his phone number. Ye Mi called and He Qingwen saved it.
"You haven't told me which department you are from yet?"
He Qingwen rubbed his chin, looking thoughtful. "I'm also a newcomer, and I'm not sure which department I'll go to. Anyway, I'm responsible for escorting all the planes into the sky."
"Mechanic!" Ye Mi had an understanding expression and felt a little proud. The mechanics in our company are all child prodigies from Stanford University. That's really awesome.
Qiao Yan watched the two people talking happily from a distance, feeling a little uncomfortable. He stood up and walked over, "He is not just an ordinary escort."
"Air Traffic Control?" Ye Mi looked at Qiao Yan in confusion. "Air Traffic Control doesn't belong to our company, right? Aren't they under the General Administration?"
Qiao Yan smiled helplessly. Her mind was really sharp, and occasionally one of her ideas would go to another place. "Do you remember when I introduced to you who the chairman of our company is?"
Ye Mi shrank his neck and was just punished to stand in the class without listening seriously.
"Qiao Yan, don't..." He Qingwen half stood up and grabbed his hand, trying to stop him.
"It's his grandfather." Qiao Yan was impatient and spoke half a beat faster. Looking at Ye Mi with his mouth open and a look of surprise, he felt much better.
Ye Mi was distracted for a moment, then immediately showed an excited expression on his face, "So it's the young master." Ye Mi stood up, bent down and enthusiastically held He Qingwen's hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was the leader, I'm so disrespectful."
He Qingwen laughed. It was really getting more and more interesting.
Qiao Yan was stunned. She actually tried to curry favor with the leader and even said "disrespectful".
He Qingwen also stood up, "Ye Mi, you said we are all friends, why are you still so polite? Are you leaving?" He looked at her outside.
Ye Mi let go of his hand, his eyes smiling, and completed the shape of the crescent moon. "How dare I leave if my leader doesn't let me go?" After saying that, he sat down and pinched a piece of dessert. "Eat it and you won't be hungry anymore."
As he was talking, his stomach growled at an inopportune moment. Ye Mi's face suddenly turned red.
He Qingwen called the waiter and gave her a menu, "Take a look at what you want to eat and order it yourself."
Ye Mi looked at the row of fancy names above, not knowing what they were. She gently touched Qiao Yan with her foot, and Qiao Yan smiled at her harmlessly. Ye Mi touched her again, and he still pretended to be innocent.
Ye Mi exhaled deeply, slowly closed the menu, and smiled at the waiter, "Can you help me pack a bowl of noodles from Ajisen Ramen downstairs?"