Wen Qiao was eating in the cafeteria and felt that this man named Luo Hui was a complete fool because he alone had implicated the entire crew and also implicated Dongchuan Airlines.
It causes great harm to people.
Zhao Tong, holding a tray, sat next to them with Xu Lu, Jin Xuan and her followers.
Zhao Tong's image as a troublemaker never wavers. She came over and said slyly, "Wen Qiao, your boyfriend is also a captain, the captain of Dongchuan. He must have taken you to the cockpit, right? You must have sat in the driver's seat, right? You must have taken photos like that, right? Share them and show them to us."
Wen Qiao swiped his phone and read word by word: "Whoever beats another person or intentionally injures another person shall be detained for not less than five days but not more than ten days and fined not less than 200 yuan but not more than 500 yuan.
Fabricating and spreading fictitious facts that are sufficient to defame the personality of others and destroy their reputation, and the circumstances are serious. Anyone who commits this crime shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, controlled release, or deprivation of political rights. "
She put down her phone and glanced at Zhao Tong with a sneer: "I'm not at a disadvantage."
Zhao Tong was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she saw Wen Qiao's fist swinging towards her and hitting her in the nose.
Blood started flowing out of his nose.
Zhao Tong screamed: "Wen Qiao, you are crazy!"
Wen Qiao moved his wrist bones and said, "If I hit you, it's a crime. If you spread rumors and slander, it's also a crime. Think about it yourself and decide whether to sue me."
After saying that, she raised her hand, and together with the three people from her dormitory, she swaggered past Zhao Tong and the others, holding their food trays.
You can slander me.
You can’t slander my captain!
Zhao Tong was in so much pain that she didn't dare touch her nose. Tears were streaming down her face. "Lulu, my nose hurts so much. Why is Wen Qiao so mean to pick on people's noses?"
Xu Lu's nose has not healed yet, and Zhao Tong's nose has a slight fracture. The two sisters in distress both put on gauze and put on masks, too embarrassed to see anyone.
Zhao Tong was so angry that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached. She burst into tears and snot: "I want to sue her. You all saw it. She beat me up. In public, with so many eyes watching. I will sue her to death."
The attendant Jin Xuan said cautiously: "But... but Wen Qiao said you spread rumors and slandered me."
"I don't believe her boyfriend hasn't taken her to the cockpit."
Fu Nanli, the eldest son of the Fu family, must be very willful and do whatever he wants. Bringing him into the cockpit is the lightest punishment. Who knows, he might do other shameful things in the cockpit.
Xu Lu pressed her shoulder: "Zhao Tong, don't be willful. If her boyfriend really didn't take her in, if you sue her, it would be equivalent to going against the Fu family and slandering Fu Nanli. Have you thought about the consequences?"
Zhao Tong burst into tears: "Is all the suffering I've endured in vain? I won't accept this!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you."
Luo Hui returned to Haicheng at noon the next day. Fu Nanli also rushed back. Wen Qiao went to Dongchuan Airlines to wait for him. When he saw him enter the office exhausted, he immediately greeted him with a cup of tea and said, "You've worked hard."
Fu Nanli took off his hat and hung it aside: "No classes?"
"I don't have classes this afternoon. I heard you guys are going to hold a press conference. Will you attend?"
"I'm not participating. It's just that Xian Zheng is worried that something unexpected might happen, so he asked me to come back just in case."
"After this incident, I no longer dare to board your plane, for fear that you will give me something to talk about."
(End of this chapter)