After sending Bo Yang, Ruan Sixian looked at Jiang Ziyue again.
"What did you just say, Mr. Fu?"
Jiang Ziyue was also very confused about the current situation.
She saw Ruan Sixian's mouth with a shallow smile, and her voice was gentle and gentle, as if she was not the boss but a passer-by who just sent her casually.
"No, nothing."
Several flight attendants were urging them to hurry up, Ruan Sixian didn't ask any more questions, and walked up with a smile.
Seeing that Jiang Ziyue didn't keep up, she turned back and waited two steps, "Hurry up, Sister Jiang."
Jiang Ziyue forced Yan Huan to laugh so hard that her face was almost frozen, and she had to stage a co-worker harmony scene with Ruan Sixian. She was so tired.
She even hoped that Ruan Sixian would come to fight her with arrogance, and asked her why she still spread the truth when she knew the truth.
At least she still has a prepared speech, and it is not impossible to throw the blame on a few colleagues who have already left.
However, Ruan Sixian pretended not to care again, showing a meaningful smile from time to time to give her a continuous punch, and the three high schools would rush her out.
But Ruan Sixian really didn't want to question Jiang Ziyue, even though Jiang Ziyue's performances had already blown up.
The main reason is that Ruan Sixian felt that it was useless to make a fuss. The fundamental problem of the rumors was that everyone misunderstood that she wanted to seduce Fu Mingyu and resigned. Even a quarrel with Jiang Ziyue could not solve the problem.
What's more, three years later, Shihang's people have changed batches after batches, and no one has mentioned this matter, and she is too lazy to find it unhappy with herself.
As long as these people don't provoke her in front of her from time to time like the culprit Fu Mingyu, she can completely ignore these rumors hidden in the dark.
Unfortunately, Ruan Sixian underestimated the memory of her colleagues.
Just a week later, the media reports of the first flight came out, and World Airline also did a lot of publicity internally. As a new female pilot for the first flight, the three words "Ruan Sixian" frequently appeared in various internal documents or reports. The rumors that had been silent for a long time were gradually turned up again.
At this time, Jiang Ziyue was also very flustered. This time, she really didn't say it. It's just that some people who still remembered that incident were always recalled. Just mention it, and the topic quietly spread in the flight attendant department again.
Of course, it was impossible for these words to reach Ruan Sixian's ears.
The reason why she had a vague feeling was that the flight attendant girl she knew on the day of the first flight was hesitant to speak several times when she had lunch with her.
Ruan Sixian asked directly at the time, is there any legend about me recently
The flight attendant was shocked by Ruan Sixian's direct scorn, and hesitantly said, "Just...they are chatting, it's nothing, I don't believe it anyway."
Okay, that seems to be the case.
Ruan Sixian ate an extra piece of mousse cake that day, and the sufficient calorie intake made people feel good.
It's just that this cake only worked until the next day.
On the flight at 9:00 in the morning, Ruan Sixian arrived 20 minutes early for the pre-flight collaboration meeting at 7:00, and went to the dispatch office to sign the flight assignment for the captain, while the captain took the co-pilot to refuel.
When Ruan Sixian returned to the conference room, before opening the door, she heard her name in the whispers inside.
After listening at the door for a while, it was indeed the topic she expected.
- "Really or not? So magical?"
- "Listen to what a few veterans say, those with noses and eyes should be true."
- "My God, then her life experience is also awesome, and she came back as a pilot."
Hearing this, Ruan Sixian was still telling herself, forget it, they are all colleagues, and they will be assigned to the same flight from time to time.
Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future.
She raised her hand and was about to knock on the door to remind the people inside, but at this time the topic inside went deeper.
"Then why did she return to the World Airline? Didn't it mean that other airlines were also robbing her?"
- "Yeah, wouldn't it be embarrassing? If it were me, I might never appear in the World Airline in my life."
- "Absolutely, could it be that she is still obsessed with President Fu?"
"If you say that, it seems that everything is reasonable?"
"…?"
This is unbearable.
She is the only man who has been obsessed with enlightenment in her life, right
Ruan Sixian smiled with the corners of her mouth twitching, her chest hurting. What kind of boss really has what kind of employee.
Bear with them.
Endure the ovarian cyst for a while and step back with breast hyperplasia.
"Why don't you ask me face-to-face?" Ruan Sixian pushed open the door of the conference room, folded her arms and tilted her head, and said with a smile, "I am good at communicating, as long as you ask, I will definitely know everything. "
A group of people who were caught gossiping behind their backs suddenly shrank like little chickens, blushed to the bottom of their ears, and didn't dare to answer.
"As for why I returned to the World Airline." Ruan Sixian took two steps forward, her voice becoming clearer, "The Director's Office on the 18th floor of the headquarters, you are welcome to ask questions at any time."
The ground was silent, and this half-minute was as long as doing a plank, and I didn't dare to gasp for breath.
In the end, it was the chief purser who smoothed things out: "Vice Ruan, we're just..."
"Is everyone here?"
The captain suddenly appeared, interrupting the flight attendant's words.
When I came back to my senses, I found that the atmosphere inside was a little wrong, and asked again, "What's wrong?"
The flight attendant hesitated and did not speak, Ruan Sixian smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just said it."
The captain was a little suspicious, but he didn't ask too much. He never dared to ask more about a woman's mind.
On the same day, Fu Mingyu, who had been on a business trip for nearly two weeks, boarded a return flight.
When we leave the airport, it is already late, the neon lights are flashing outside the car window, everything is clear, and there are floating lights and dark flows. It is the most beautiful time of the day on the airport road.
Fu Mingyu leaned against the seat and loosened his bow tie, the tiredness between his brows gradually diffused.
"Mr. Fu, are you going back to Huguang Mansion?"
Bai Yang turned around and asked in the co-pilot.
Fu Mingyu didn't open his eyes, he squeezed his eyebrows, and didn't answer directly, "What time is it?"
"a quarter past nine."
Fu Mingyu pondered for a while, "Go back to Mingchen's apartment."
When the driver heard it, he would naturally drive to Mingchen's apartment, but Bo Yang continued: "Your mobile phone was turned off when you were attending the meeting this morning, and my wife called me and said that you haven't been back for many days."
"Well." Fu Mingyu said casually, "Today is too late, go back tomorrow."
The car quickly drove towards Mingchen's apartment and slowed down outside the gate.
Fu Mingyu's sleepiness was gone by now. He looked out the car window, and a figure slowly entered his line of sight.
"Just stop here."
When Fu Mingyu said this, he had already started wearing a suit jacket, "You will have my luggage delivered to you later."
Before Bai Yang could answer, Fu Mingyu got out of the car.
Early summer nights are very suitable for walking. There are many elderly people in the community with their children out for a stroll, and there are also dog walkers.
Ruan Sixian dragged the flight box and walked cautiously along the way, always paying attention to avoid the dogs on the road.
But even so, she couldn't move fast.
Today's flight is flying in four stages, from 8:00 in the morning to 8:00 in the evening.
When I used to be a flight attendant, I always envied the pilot in the cockpit being able to sit the whole time.
It was only when I sat in that position that I realized that physical strength was of secondary importance, and the whole process of concentration was really terrible.
Fortunately, there were a few gardenias blooming on the side of the road, and the fragrance was swept up by the evening wind, which dispelled a bit of fatigue.
When Ruan Sixian walked downstairs, she found that her shoelaces were open.
She crouched down and tied it up, and when she got up to lift the flight case, she was already one step ahead.
Fu Mingyu picked up her flight case, took two or three steps up the steps, and looked back at her.
"Just got off the plane?"
Ruan Sixian didn't really want to talk, so she made a soft "um" as an answer.
She was still struggling with what happened in the morning, and felt that she had seen what it meant to be a crooked top and a crooked bottom.
After three years, this person can still say "I think she is more interesting to me."
The employees below know nothing and can say, "She is still obsessed with President Fu."
Does Hang Seng Airlines rely on imagination to power planes
Thinking of this, Ruan Sixian was already trying to restrain her temper, and then reached out to get her flight case.
But Fu Mingyu did not reach out.
"I'll get it for you."
"Am I out of hands?"
"… "
Fu Mingyu felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't get up or down, and he was full of irritability.
The person in front of him still reached out to grab the flight case, and a white hand was dangling in front of him.
is really annoying.
Fu Mingyu grabbed the hand in front of him, "Ruan..."
The touch of the palm is a bit strange, and the remaining two words are not spoken.
He was stunned for a moment, and in order to confirm, his fingers gently rubbed her palm.
A thin, but distinct cocoon.
Recently, the situation when I saw her for the first time has always appeared in my mind, and it has become more and more clear.
She is very beautiful, wearing a slim-fitting flight attendant uniform, with a graceful figure and delicate skin, any man who sees it will think she is a delicate and delicate woman.
It seems like a cocoon should not appear in her palm.
Just when Fu Mingyu was in a trance, Ruan Sixian suddenly withdrew her hand, wiped it on her clothes, and looked at Fu Mingyu with a perverted expression.
"What are you doing! I tell you, if you move again, even if you are the boss, I will sue you for workplace sexual harassment!"
After that, he took two steps back.
"… "
Fu Mingyu really didn't know what to say.
Move your hands and feet? !
sexual harassment? !
With a turbid air in his chest, he lowered his voice and said, "Ruan Sixian."
The three words were bitten very hard, almost gnashing their teeth.
Ruan Sixian raised her head and looked at him.
The two were only less than half a meter apart, and each other was reflected in their eyes. It should have been a charming picture, but there was only the smell of gunpowder all around.
"Don't challenge my temper again and again."
Challenge your temper
Ruan Sixian laughed angrily.
Who is challenging whose temper
"Are you finished?"
Ruan Sixian was angry, but her tone became light, "Then engrave these words on your grave."