Jiangcheng, autumn.
A gust of wind blew away the thick clouds covering the moon in the night sky, and the light sprinkled on the ground became brighter. The rice in the fields reflected a dark golden color, and the wind swayed with shallow waves.
This is the suburban farmland in the early morning, as quiet as the plants are asleep.
On the other hand, the old asphalt road connected to the ridge chased the light all the way to the front, and was cut off by a yellow lacquer. On the other side, there was a magnificent and atmospheric airport runway.
The airport at this point is completely different from the fields. The lights are bright and the people are busy. A Boeing 737 landed smoothly, and a dozen shuttle buses moved forward in an orderly manner.
Ruan Sixian took the flight case and hurried to the meeting floor of the flight attendant department of Chao Hengshi Airlines, the wind was blowing under her feet, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.
After entering the elevator, she took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was 12:41, less than five minutes before the pre-flight collaboration meeting.
The elevator door opened, and Ruan Sixian walked through the crowded hall and turned to the corridor of the conference room.
Several flight attendants in the same blue uniform as her stood at the door of the B32 meeting room, chatting together.
"Ruan Sixian, why are you here?"
Jiang Ziyue in the crowd turned around and asked.
Ruan Sixian caught up with the point and breathed a sigh of relief, "I encountered something when I went out."
Jiang Ziyue is the flight attendant, so I have to mention: "Be careful next time, don't worry about anything else, you know that today's flight is very important."
Ruan Sixian nodded and said yes.
Today's flight, Jiangcheng non-stop to London, belongs to the core international flight of World Airways.
The special thing is that Fu Mingyu, vice president of World Airlines, also took this flight.
Fu Mingyu usually travels on private planes, and there are not many opportunities to take World Airline, so Jiang Ziyue, as the flight attendant, told the flight crew in this flight crew group as soon as she saw the passenger list.
Ruan Sixian glanced at the conference room again, "Is it out yet?"
Jiang Ziyue: "Well, I don't know what's going on with this flight. Our captain is still in the bathroom."
"Then I'll also go to the bathroom to tidy up the silk scarves and put on makeup."
When Ruan Sixian left the dormitory, she was afraid of being late, so she trotted all the way, her neck was sweating, and she was tired of the silk scarf, which made her very uncomfortable.
After Ruan Sixian finished speaking, she hurriedly went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed her hands, with her index finger dipped in water, she pinned the two loose strands of hair behind her ears.
She looked at herself in the mirror, the delicate makeup, the meticulous updo, the dignified, self-contained uniform—not bad, but nothing special.
Only the silk scarf with lop-eared bunny-like neck around her neck made her look the same as the other flight attendants.
But it's just the difference in her eyes, no one will notice.
Now, she had to untangle this interestingly crooked silk scarf by herself, and then tie it up again.
While lowering her hand, Ruan Sixian touched something in the lining bag of her uniform.
She paused, unbuttoned a button, and reached out to take out the thing.
It was a letter, and the pink envelope was sealed with red wax.
- This is the reason why Ruan Sixian went out late.
This afternoon, roommate Si Xiaozhen learned that Fu Mingyu was on the flight that Ruan Sixian followed, so she wrote this letter and told her to find an opportunity to give it to Fu Mingyu.
Seeing Ruan Sixian's reluctance, Si Xiaozhen said with red eyes, "Let's read books together every day and prepare for the Feiyang exam together. Obviously we're going to register next week, but Feiyang plans to cancel it if it says it's canceled! You really don't want to do it anymore. Fight for it?"
The Flying Plan is an internal recruitment plan of World Airlines. Every year, a part of the internal employees of Hang World Airlines will be selected for pilot training. There are no restrictions on positions and genders. This year, seeing that it was time to sign up for the "Flying Plan", Fu Mingyu, who was in charge of the flight department, canceled the plan.
For others, this was just a minor change that didn't hurt, but it was a fatal blow to Ruan Sixian and Si Xiaozhen who were rushing to enter the World Airline with this plan.
Ruan Sixian opened her mouth, as if she was about to refuse. Si Xiaozhen added, "I sent him a lot of emails, but I didn't receive a receipt. Now there is only one way. I know you think this way is ridiculous, but Wan Wan What about one? What if Fu was always an approachable and kind person, and after reading my letter, he would be willing to think about it at his discretion? And…”
Ruan Sixian raised her hand, interrupted Si Xiaozhen, and accepted the letter.
"I just thought, could you change the envelope, it looks like I'm sending a love letter."
Unexpectedly, this is what Ruan Sixian hesitated. Si Xiaozhen bowed her head shyly: "It's not like you don't know, I just like pink, and I don't have any other envelopes."
What else can Ruan Sixian say
Anyway, now that the person has arrived at the terminal, she can't change the color of the envelope.
"what are you doing?"
Suddenly, Jiang Ziyue pushed open the door, and half of her body came in, "The captain is here, hurry up, there's a meeting."
Ruan Sixian hurriedly hid the letter behind her, nodded and said, "Okay, here we come."
Jiang Ziyue caught this little movement, her eyes swept across alertly, "What did you take?"
Ruan Sixian didn't want Jiang Ziyue to see what was in her hand, but the subconscious hiding action just now was too obvious, instead it meant that there was no silver 300 taels here. And Jiang Ziyue's exploratory eyes were all over, Ruan Sixian could only shake the thing in her hand gently.
"That's it, nothing."
When Jiang Ziyue saw the pink envelope, her tightly pursed lips relaxed, "What a mess, hurry up and don't linger."
Ruan Sixian stuffed the letter into the lined bag, buttoned up, and walked towards Jiang Ziyue.
In this pre-flight collaboration meeting, because Fu Mingyu was on the VIP list, the captain paid special attention to it and spoke for 20 minutes longer than usual.
When it was over it was time to board, but was informed by the tower that they had to be delayed by an hour due to traffic restrictions.
The time loosened again, the captain stood up and felt his muscles and bones, and said to the two co-pilots next to him: "Go buy something to eat?"
The three got up and went out, leaving the crew in the conference room.
Another delay, everyone had to wait, and before the flight time was counted, there were gradually whispered complaints in the conference room.
During this period, Ruan Sixian went out to answer a phone call.
Before the phone hung up, Ruan Sixian heard the chatter in the room getting more and more lively, as if they were discussing something happy again.
"What are you talking about?" Ruan Sixian pushed open the door, "I heard your voices outside."
Jiang Ziyue rolled up the passenger list to support her temples, tilted her head and smiled, "They are betting to see who can get Mr. Fu's phone number today."
Ruan Sixian gave a puzzled "um", "What are you doing?"
- "What do you think? Of course, soak him!"
- "It's hard to come across the same flight as him, a rare opportunity, I can't wait at this time!"
- "It's a long distance of more than ten hours. I can't believe that I can't find the opportunity to contact me. If it really doesn't work, let's learn from others to pour coffee or something, hahahaha."
- "Splashing the coffee is too hard. I think I should take the opportunity to fall when it is bumpy, and it happens to fall into someone's arms."
Spilling coffee... wrestling...
Ruan Sixian's eyes twitched when she heard this.
Idol dramas didn't act like this ten years ago, okay
But since everyone said that, you could hear that it was really just a joke.
Ruan Sixian smiled and sat down, scratching her temples with her fingernails.
"What are you dreaming about?"
After saying that, he was stunned.
How do you speak your mind.
The atmosphere in the conference room froze for a moment.
It was soon heated up again by a nonchalant statement.
"It's not illegal to dream, and ah..." The man said in a low voice, "President Fu's brother, another fiancee of President Fu is a flight attendant, and the two met on the plane. What is this called, anything is possible. "
- "Let's put it here, if anyone becomes the boss lady in the future, don't forget to give me a promotion. If nothing else, let me be the flight attendant first."
- "Yo, just help me change the shift temporarily last time. If I become the proprietress, you will be the steward immediately."
"Then I'll thank you first, but what if I'm the future boss?"
Ruan Sixian listened to it for a long time, and became more and more confused, "No, why are you so excited, what if the other party is an old man with a bigger belly than a pregnant woman? You also soak?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter.
Ruan Sixian was even more confused, "What are you laughing at?"
"Oh, it seems that we Ruan Ruan really don't hear anything outside the window. Come, sister, let me show you the photos."
Jiang Ziyue hooked Ruan Sixian's neck with one hand, took out her phone with the other, and flipped through a photo to show her.
This photo was obviously taken secretly. Fu Mingyu was wearing a high-end suit and a black coat, and was walking quickly towards the gate of the company headquarters.
His shoulders are wide and his legs are long, and his steps are very large. The straight back and the smooth lines of the legs complement the clothes. The aura seems to penetrate the photos to catch people's attention, making the characters around him automatically blur.
Even if the photo didn't show his face at all.
No wonder the flight attendant was so excited, it was understandable.
But just looking at it like this, Ruan Sixian completely erased the adjective "approachable and kind" in her heart.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
These two adjectives have nothing to do with him.
The people inside were joking recklessly, and they didn't notice that outside the door, the flight attendant manager Wang Lekang's face was as black as Guan Gong.
Standing next to Wang Lekang is Fu Mingyu, the protagonist of the topic center.
The lights on the floor were bright, and the occasional hurried footsteps echoed in the long corridor, clearly audible.
But not as clear as the laughter inside the door.
This laughter was like a knife, and it drilled into Wang Lekang's ear.
He glanced at Fu Mingyu quietly, and saw that he was looking down at the documents in his hand, his eyes were quiet, as if he hadn't heard the conversation inside.
But if he really didn't hear it, why should he stay here.
The voice in the room became more and more presumptuous, Wang Lekang was like a needle on his back, and he could not wait to rush in to drink and stop the people inside.
But Fu Mingyu remained calm, how dare he move first.
After a while, Fu Mingyu slowly closed the document in his hand and returned it to Wang Lekang intact.
Wang Lekang stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the document stagnated just a little away from the palm of his hand.
"Is this the effect of your recent rectification?"
In a word, Wang Lekang's back was tense, and he didn't know how to respond.
This is funny. Two months ago, there was a "beautiful talk" on the international core flight of Hang Seng Airlines. A double cabin stewardess accidentally spilled coffee on VIP passengers.
This guest has an unusual identity and is the youngest son of the major shareholder of Jiangcheng Iron and Steel Industry.
But because of this service accident, the two not only did not have any grudges, but became attached to each other, and a relationship came quickly and enviably.
Since then, flight attendants have quietly followed suit, and the rate of service "accidents" has skyrocketed during that time.
Not to mention anything else, but this kind of thing was met by a minority shareholder of World Air and told Fu Mingyu as a joke.
The matter of love between men and women cannot be stopped by external forces, but it is a taboo in the service industry to pursue personal desires through work.
Therefore, at the departmental summary meeting that month, Fu Mingyu mentioned this matter, and Wang Lekang immediately said that he would rectify the chaos.
Who would have thought that when Wang Lekang was reporting his work, this "chaos" was hit by Fu Mingyu.
"If they don't want to do this job, they can bring it up at any time. Hengshi Airlines has never been forced to stay."
Fu Mingyu let go of the strength in his hand, and the document finally stopped in Wang Lekang's palm.
Although it is only a few pages of paper, it weighs like a pound of iron.