Wen Qiao rested his chin on his expensive suit: "Before, you said that you would let me be your stewardess, so, is an amateur stewardess like me going to take the position so soon?"
Fu Nanli pinched her cheek and said, "Just be a passenger this time, and we'll talk about it next time."
Next Friday came as promised. Wen Qiao was wearing a short gray-brown buttoned coat, a black sweatshirt underneath, loose jeans, and sneakers.
When you fly, you still have to be comfortable.
It takes twelve hours to fly directly from Haicheng to Dubai.
The most important thing is that the first-class business class was booked by a wealthy man from Dubai, so Wen Qiao had to sit in economy class.
Fu Nanli was in a meeting in the conference room and called Wen Qiao: "If you can't sit in economy class, then take the next flight to Dubai, which has business class."
Mr. Fu had never suffered such an injustice before. He was so unhappy that he directly let Wen Qiao take their family's private plane.
Wen Qiao: "I'm used to economy class. It's okay. I just want to take the same flight with you."
What's the point of taking the next trip
When Wen Qiao boarded the plane, he saw that the person standing at the cabin door was Shi Tianxue, the campus beauty from the University of Aeronautics and Astronautics.
Naturally, this kind of shift change matter could not be reported to the higher-ups. Ji Xianzheng didn't know about it, and Fu Nanli was even less aware of it.
Shi Tianxue had paid a huge price to be on the same flight as Captain Fu. When she saw Wen Qiao, although she felt a little resentful, she still put on a stewardess's smiling face and said enthusiastically, "Welcome aboard Dongchuan Airlines. Have a pleasant journey."
Wen Qiao took the ticket, entered the cabin, and looked back. Why did she remember that Shi Tianxue was not on the same flight as Fu Nanli
But she didn't care. She had never been suspicious of Fu Nanli's relationships with women.
Moreover, Shi Tianxue was an economy class flight attendant and could not enter the captain's room at all, so she didn't have to worry.
However, from the small details, we can see how many flight attendants and female staff of Dongchuan Airlines admire Fu Nanli.
Wen Qiao found his seat, which was on the right side of the aisle, in the first row of the economy class, and close to the business class.
In the business class, you can vaguely see several bodyguards in black standing on guard, all of them foreigners. There is also a big boss sitting in a recliner. The flight attendant pushes a food cart over with some red wine, and then the curtain falls down, and you can no longer see what’s inside.
Zhao Yuan is also an old servant of Fu Nanli. She used to be a first-class flight attendant. Today, when she learned that Wen Qiao was sitting in economy class, she arranged for her to sit here herself. She ran over to ask her if she wanted a blanket, and whether she was hungry or thirsty, as if she was her exclusive flight attendant.
Wen Qiao smiled and said, "I just came here after having a good meal at your Dongchuan restaurant. Sister Yuan, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll call you if I have anything else."
Zhao Yuan smiled: "Okay."
"Oh, by the way, are the rich people in the business class businessmen from Dubai? What kind of business are they in that requires such a big show?"
"Dubai, after all, is about oil, diamonds and the like. It also seems to be somewhat related to the royal family, so the security is in place."
"oh oh."
After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, she went to serve other passengers.
Wen Qiao put on his headphones and opened a book to read. Suddenly, his foot was kicked. He looked up and saw a bearded foreigner in a suit, looking ferocious.
"You, go find an empty seat in the back."
The man spoke in English, and his commanding tone made people feel very uncomfortable.
Wen Qiao spread his hands and replied in English: "My seat is right here."
(End of this chapter)