After getting off the plane, Ruan Sixian turned on her mobile phone, and all kinds of WeChat messages and missed calls were about to overflow.
After getting on the bus bound for the hotel, Ruan Sixian was free to start replying to messages.
Jiang Ziyue moved faster than Ruan Sixian. She posted a message in a colleague group saying that she had arrived in London, and asked if any of her colleagues were still in London, and asked to play together.
This group is a group they set up privately. There are flight attendants, flight leaders, co-pilots, and some accompanying flight attendants and safety officers.
Someone asked Jiang Ziyue who was in the crew this time, Jiang Ziyue explained them one by one, and then asked: What are you doing? Do you mean something
Ruan Sixian glanced at the heated discussions in the group and knew that Jiang Ziyue was talking about her. It's just that before the brows could wrinkle, two private chats came.
One was Captain Yue, who was stationed at the London base this year, and invited her to dinner.
One was the young girl who went to London yesterday and invited her to play together in the afternoon.
This is not the first time they have shown Ruan Sixian, and certainly not the only one.
For some reason, Ruan Sixian felt that her peach blossom luck was particularly good this year, and she was overwhelmed by the endless stream of suitors, especially after she photographed the magazine cover of this year's March issue of the World Bank, who added her WeChat through various channels every week. There are several.
Ruan Sixian rejected the two, saying that she had an appointment today.
While Ruan Sixian sent the message, Jiang Ziyue, who was beside her, glanced at her cell phone teasingly, "Captain Yue, do you even refuse him?"
"… "
Captain Yue didn't tell everyone about Ruan Sixian's thoughts, but anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
But in the end, it's a private matter. It's a cell phone that was brought out so blatantly, and it's still a cell phone viewed without consent. No one is happy to change it.
"I have a date with a friend in London today."
Jiang Ziyue didn't believe what she said, or thought that it was just a prevarication. She pouted and looked down at her phone, "I'm still curious about the reason why you haven't had a boyfriend. Is it too high-minded?"
Ruan Sixian: "No... I just didn't think about it now."
Jiang Ziyue raised her eyebrows and shook her head lightly, "Looking at the entire World Bank, Captain Yue is as handsome as he is, only twenty-nine years old, with an annual salary of one million, the chief captain reserve, how many people in our flight department are looking at it eagerly, the result is You still don't care."
Ruan Sixian glanced at her sideways, taking in her expression.
Could it be that Jiang Ziyue is interested in Captain Yue
Captain Yue is very good, but at the same time, his nickname is also outside, and in an environment like an airline, waves of beautiful flight attendants are like entering a harem. The speed of changing girlfriends is comparable to changing models. Dress up and change your personality in the blink of an eye.
"I don't mean to dislike it." Ruan Sixian whispered, "It's just not my type."
There was a light hum from the side, with a hint of ridicule to see through everything.
How to explain this kind of thing? Ruan Sixian felt that she and Jiang Ziyue were not at the point where they could have a heart-to-heart talk, so they stopped talking, and continued to scroll down WeChat, only to find that Si Xiaozhen had sent her several messages four hours ago to ask about the situation .
Ruan Sixian replied with six words: I didn't send it out, there was no drama.
Si Xiaozhen didn't return because she was already on the flight to New York at this time.
After arriving at the hotel, Ruan Sixian and Jiang Ziyue stayed in the same standard room.
At 10:30 a.m. London time now, Jiang Ziyue is removing her makeup and preparing to go to bed. Ruan Sixian did not have her jet lag ability, and was afraid that she would fall asleep at this time, and she would be sleepy to the point of insane on the return flight in the morning two days later, so she made an appointment with a friend to meet during the day.
"By the way, Ruan Ruan, what happened on the plane today." Jiang Ziyue held the mask and opened her mouth, "I saw that you were sitting on President Fu's lap."
Ruan Sixian, who was changing clothes, paused: "..."
Can Jiang Ziyue stop saying the word "thigh" so accurately.
"What kind of thighs, it's just that you didn't stand firm when bumped."
Jiang Ziyue smiled, because the mask paper was thick enough to hide her expression.
Late summer and early autumn border, the wind carries the fragrance of flowers and the cold air.
It is often raining in London, Ruan Sixian is wearing a white shirt and jeans, as pure as a little white flower swaying in the wind.
- Ruan Sixian felt that she was really swaying. After flying for more than ten hours, she had to force herself not to sleep, and she was almost unsteady.
"Ruan Ruan, have you arrived in London?"
Bian Xuan was very quiet, but kept his voice very low, "Baby, I just got off the plane and I can't wait to call you. Today you must go to a place with me, there is a surprise!"
Before Ruan Sixian could answer, the other party hung up the phone.
It can be seen that it is really impatient.
But Ruan Sixian likes Bian Xuan very much.
I like her enthusiasm, generosity and fun, and I like to eat and drink with her.
"Okay, but where do we meet?"
A few minutes later, Bian Xuan replied.
"I'm sorry I was too excited just now. I forgot to tell you, where are you?"
Ruan Sixian sent her location.
"Then we are very close. You can come to the WT airport and wait for me. I will come out in about forty minutes."
WT Airport, a private airport in London.
Ruan Sixian had diverted to this airport before, so she was no stranger to it, so she walked over directly.
As for why she went to the private airport to wait for Bian Xuan, Ruan Sixian was not surprised, because Bian Xuan was a private plane, that is, a flight attendant of a private plane.
This private airport belongs to her boss.
In fact, private airports are not much different from ordinary airports, at least from the outside.
In the bright and clean building, you can directly watch the planes taking off and landing on the runway. The floor where she steps on is bright and reflective. Ruan Sixian bought a cup of coffee and stood in the lobby on the arrival floor, paying attention to the people coming out of the exit.
There is not much traffic today, the dusty pedestrians are hurrying, and the people waiting outside are anxious and impatient. It seems that only Ruan Sixian is strolling in the courtyard, taking a sip of coffee from time to time, as if they are here to play.
Bian Xuan did not come out for a long time, and Ruan Sixian sent her another message.
"I've already arrived."
"Hmm! I'm on my way! My boss met the person in charge of the airport and chatted for a while. I'm almost at the exit now."
"Why are you still with your boss when you get off the plane?"
"That's the surprise I'm going to tell you! The boss had a private yacht banquet in the evening, right on the Thames, and he invited me and agreed to bring my friends!"
Ruan Sixian almost choked on a sip of coffee.
"So you're taking me there?"
"Yeah! Will you accompany me? I'm so boring alone!"
Ruan Sixian didn't reply for a while, and Bian Xuan sent several more in a row.
"The boss is super nice! He's a fun and hospitable old man!"
"Let's go together! Let's go, let's go!"
"Yacht on the Thames! Maybe this is the chance in my life!"
Ruan Sixian couldn't stand the bombardment of Bian Xuan's text messages, so she agreed.
Bian Xuan also asked her if she wanted to quit her job and come to the UK half a year ago. She knew that a friend of his boss had cooperated with Chinese business in recent years and wanted to recruit Chinese private flights. Ruan Sixian is smart, has a science and engineering degree, is fluent in English, learns things quickly, and is beautiful. She is the best choice for private flights. Moreover, the treatment of private flight is not comparable to that of ordinary flight attendants. The boss who owns a private jet doesn't care about the salary at all. Sometimes the boss takes the guests and the private flight service is in place, and the tip received may be half a year's salary of ordinary people. , and can fly around the world with the boss all the year round, this kind of work is more enviable.
But Ruan Sixian refused, one stayed in Jiangcheng and the other went to London. The two hadn't seen each other for almost a year, and Ruan Sixian wanted to spend a happy day with Bian Xuan rather than hesitating about unfamiliar gatherings.
While looking up, Ruan Sixian saw Bian Xuan coming out from another exit.
Because it was a private flight, she went straight through the ordinary passage. She was wearing a bright red uniform and dragging a flight case, which made her particularly conspicuous in the crowd.
Bian Xuan waved to Ruan Sixian from a distance.
The airport lights were shining brightly, Ruan Sixian strode towards her with a smile.
After not seeing him for so long, the other party seems to have changed a lot, a little thinner, but also more beautiful.
Ruan Sixian's eyes unknowingly floated the joy of reunion after a long absence.
However, when she was about ten meters away from Bian Xuan, Ruan Sixian saw two more people coming out of the exit.
The one at the head had such an outstanding temperament that it immediately caught Ruan Sixian's attention.
Before Ruan Sixian could change her expression, she met Fu Mingyu's gaze.
And she still kept smiling, her footsteps were windy.
"… "
At that moment, Ruan Sixian's first reaction was: How could he show up at this airport
The second reaction is: damn, he doesn't think I'm following him on purpose, right
Ruan Sixian's smile gradually stiffened at the corner of her mouth.
- How could she be here
- She's really thinking about it.
Ruan Sixian was almost sure that Fu Mingyu thought so, because the moment he saw Ruan Sixian, he paused, then turned around and walked towards the other exit.
Ruan Sixian: "…"
I'm so...
"Ruan Ruan!"
Bian Xuan rushed over with a bear hug, interrupting Ruan Sixian's brain supplement, "I miss you so much, do you miss me?"
"Ruan Ruan?"
Bian Xuan shook Ruan Sixian's shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"
Ruan Sixian took a deep breath.
She found that after meeting Fu Mingyu, she always took a deep breath.
Maybe one day sooner or later, he will die under his suit pants due to lack of qi and blood.
"It's okay, I'm so happy, a little silly."
Ruan Sixian threw the coffee cup into the trash can with all her might, with a "boom" sound, full of strength.
Bian Xuan looked Ruan Sixian up and down, "But... why do I feel that you are not very happy?"
"So I need to be happy now, and even want to drink." Ruan Sixian hooked Bian Xuan's shoulder, "Let's go."
It was noon, and Ruan Sixian accompanied Bian Xuan home to put down her things, changed her clothes, and went to have lunch again, leaving the whole afternoon free to dress up.
Bian Xuan felt that Ruan Sixian was dressed too plainly, so she took her to go shopping to buy clothes. It happened that Ruan Sixian was in a bad mood and really needed shopping to relieve her. Fortunately, the income of flight attendants on international core flights like Ruan Sixian is not low enough to afford her occasional arrogance.
In the evening, there is an endless stream of pedestrians and tourists on the banks of the Thames. On the contrary, the surface of the river is quiet and level, and in the midst of the floating light and gold, the yacht is as leisurely as a swan, and only those who are in it can feel its glitz and luxury.
Ruan Sixian wore a burgundy dress with long curly hair and a shawl. Beside her, Bian Xuan was dressed like snow.
The two of them were full of radiance, and they were still the focus of their eyes while walking on the yacht.
Bian Xuan was holding the wine, holding Ruan Sixian, leaning against the fence and pointing at an old silver-haired man on the plywood, "That's my boss Alvin, he said that today, in order to welcome an important guest, he specially held a party, look at this man A lot, a lot of handsome guys."
Ruan Sixian turned around and responded to a blond man's favor, and said in a low voice, "What's the use of being handsome, this is the UK, and most people don't like women."
Bian Xuan covered her mouth and smiled, while Ruan Sixian looked up at the cruise ship.
Alvin is a local rich man who has the ability to build a private airport. He has a high-end wine party, and he is naturally dressed. A band in a tuxedo plays a symphony on the plywood. Wherever he stays, there are delicious food and wine, and the waiters shuttle among them. The importance of this guest.
Ruan Sixian leaned against the rail and blew the wind, and said, "What kind of guest does your boss take so seriously?"
"Actually, it's mainly because my boss likes to be lively, so he likes to hold such parties. Of course, the guests are also very important." Bian Xuan glanced through the crowd, looking for the guest, but he didn't find it, "WT Airport is about to be acquired, the world Hang, ah yes, it's the World Air you work for, World Air is going to buy WT Airport, the son of the boss of World Air is here to inspect... What's wrong with you?"
The cup in Ruan Sixian's hand almost fell into the river.
"You said... the guest is the son of the boss of the World Bank?"
Bian Xuan nodded: "Yes."
No wonder he showed up at WT airport today.
Ruan Sixian's mood is indescribable, she even wants to leave the yacht now. The yacht is in the middle, and she can jump into the river.
While speaking, Bian Xuan waved to the crowd, "Hey! My boss told me to come over!"
Ruan Sixian immediately looked over. Under the bright lights, a man in formal suits slowly walked out beside Alvin, holding a glass of wine, his fingers were well-proportioned and slender. More shapely and slender than the ten fingers are his legs, standing there from a distance, wearing a suit and respecting the high-rise buildings, the temperament is heavier than every guest present.
That's not who Fu Mingyu could be.
It seemed that he felt something, and Fu Mingyu also looked over.
When she met her gaze, Ruan Sixian almost subconsciously wanted to turn around to avoid her, but her feet didn't move.
In the crowd, Fu Mingyu tilted his head and handed the cup to the secretary beside him.
Seeing that he was leaving, the secretary asked, "Mr. Fu, are you going to rest?"
Fu Mingyu shook his head and walked towards the fence.
He came, he came, he walked confidently again.
Ruan Sixian grabbed the foot of the cup tightly, and fastened the chain of the shoulder bag with the other hand.
Huh
Ruan Sixian suddenly thought that she took the letter written by Si Xiaozhen with her when she went out today.
She desperately hopes that Fu Mingyu can take a look at the content.
It doesn't matter whether you change your mind or not, as long as you don't misunderstand her.
Before Fu Mingyu came over, Ruan Sixian immediately opened her bag and took out the letter.
"Mr. Fu."
Fu Mingyu stood still in front of Ruan Sixian, his expression not as indifferent as before, perhaps because he had been drinking, and there was a little frivolity in his brows.
He bowed his head, his eyes curved into a beautiful arc.
"It's really... a coincidence."
Ruan Sixian: "…"
You say it's a coincidence.
It's quite a coincidence.
Ruan Sixian curled her lips, "Don't think too much, I was invited here by a friend."
Fu Mingyu obviously didn't believe it.
On such an occasion, it is impossible to invite Ruan Sixian.
Unless she is the daughter of an invisible rich man.
"But these are not important." Ruan Sixian handed out the letter in her hand, "You didn't read this letter before, please take a look at it, so as not to misunderstand what my intentions are."
Fu Mingyu just looked at her, the corners of his mouth pursed into a shallow arc.
He was smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.
Seeing that Fu Mingyu had no intention of accepting it, Ruan Sixian planned to open the letter and put it on his face so that he could see clearly.
But with the wine in her right hand, there was no waiter beside her for the time being, and it was impossible for someone like Fu Mingyu to condescend to give her a wine glass.
So Ruan Sixian opened the letter with only one hand.
She took out the letter inside, and when she was about to open the envelope, Ruan Sixian slipped her hand, and then watched the letter blown by the wind and staggered into the river.
The lingering music came to an abrupt end just at this moment, and there was only the sound of the river flowing in my ears, aggravating the embarrassment of the stagnation in the air.
The lack of qi and blood is no longer enough to describe Ruan Sixian's current mood.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw the expression "I see how the fuck you explain it" on Fu Mingyu's face for the second time.
It was useless to say anything now, and she couldn't jump into the river to pick up the letter.
"I… "
Fu Mingyu suddenly took a step closer and interrupted Ruan Sixian's words.
Ruan Sixian subconsciously wanted to retreat, but there was a fence behind her, against her waist, and there was nowhere to retreat.
The river wind blew by, making the water surface colorful and rippling, and Ruan Sixian's hair was blown up and brushed in front of her eyes frequently.
"alright."
Fu Mingyu said this.
Hearing Fu Mingyu's intention not to care anymore, Ruan Sixian breathed a sigh of relief.
The next second, Fu Mingyu put a card in Ruan Sixian's hand.
Ruan Sixian looked down at the card in her hand.
A room card.
When I was thinking about what he meant, I heard him say: "Give you a chance."
Ruan Sixian: "…"
You are fucking sick! ! !